Character: Danila Bagrov

- I have the right to detain you for three days to ascertain the circumstances.
- Do you want?

And he really broke his hand?
- No. Dislocated.
- And this... screaming who, who is he there?
Director.
- What song that was?
- "Wings". Nautilus

- Surname?
- Bagrov. Danila Sergeyevich. Seventy-fifth year of birth. Station, twenty-two...
- Place of work?
- Demobilization. Not athalassa.
- Where did you serve? Go to us?
In the army, No.
You're the security guard broke his hand and his eyes almost knocked out. Wouldn't be sober, I'd put you in jail. Go. If after a week you will not get a job, will put on the account.

What's your name then?
- Hoffman.
- A Jew, or what?
- The German.
- Ah! And I like Jews not so much.
- But the Germans?
- The Germans? Okay.
- What is the difference then?
- Why are you stuck?

- Where?
― Here is the house on the right.
― The house.. This is the Taganka theater!

- What are you doing here?!
- So, people-watch.
- See. I'm your brother well know, long ride. First from friends, then to wash the dishes or porter in a store, then you rent an apartment and came. And there where the curve of the American dream will bring.
- You're so vain, I love the Motherland.
- Ah, a patriot! A Russian idea! Dostoevsky! Power!

- What do they sing about?
- And you are not a dick? Sing very well.
I don't like.
- He is an asshole, likes Nautilus.

- There is this don't listen to music - it's not real.
- Where is it?
- In the war.