Character: Rita

I love him, understand.
- I understand or not, it doesn't matter. We have to stand on a point of law.
But the truth is on the side of the Raja! I demand justice! You know better than anyone that he is innocent. Read the dying testimony of his mother.
Okay. Now it can be justified, I admit. I agree that a special case. But his whole past life seems like a long chain of crimes. You... You studied law. How can you love him?
But my heart had not studied law...

I'm not going to smoke your strange weed. If so what to poison the lungs so only the strong "Marlboro".

The fact that the man can afford only when everything is good. But when it's bad, man is not just useless, it becomes a danger

- Larbi was a jerk, a cheap crook who traded Korean knit. Through the week our divorce was to be decorated, and if he waited seven days with its explosion, I wouldn't have to sit here now! I don't need a service, don't need flowers, don't need a coffin!
Mrs. Lerby, your husband ordered the cremation. Some kind of container needed for this. These are the rules.
- Even in his best days, weighed no more than ninety-eight feet, and what's left of it now will fit in the shoebox!

And for my wonderful wife.
- Bread maker?
- We are always running out of bread.
- Our milk always ends, the cow will give me?

... when you know how actually the world works... you lose the illusion.

- You're absolutely crazy if you decide to rebuild their personal lives at this moment. Get ready, Andrew, tonight you'll have to fight seriously.
Really crazy - one foot in the grave, the other in captivity, and all thoughts about one. Well, not an idiot is he? But still she said it all could be. To die, perhaps now will be nicer.

The black cable, not white-wash.

We are stupid, naive, want happiness, love recklessly, and suffer from men all naive to believe that we would be able to suck it up.

Margo, open the door. - Ignat was another knock.
- Go away, glitch, - I moaned, looking in the mirror at the red monster.
Margo, well, do you want... eggs for Breakfast fry?
- Your? - grimly interested.
- A witch!
- The Witcher!
- I the magician, not witch!
Yeah, you donkey, not a goat.

The Heist of the century... I mean nyashek.
Actors:
I main thief.
Cat Scientist - a safety net.
A flock of geese-Lebeda - on the lookout.
Fox Bake - additional insurance for the lookout.
Gray Wolf - cracker.
A Horde of dragons lurking in the bushes, - our cover.
The militant Squirrels in the wings.
Great Fighting hedgehogs in ambush on the other side of the bridge.
Venue: the fabulous edge of the forest.

We would have to keep silent, perhaps, but for some reason I asked:
- That is the water you went through the house without any clothes on?! Type - I Stugiv, the naked Ghost in the world?!

And hedgehogs from?
- Hedgehogs? The Prince obviously was also bad. - And you're talking about fighting hedgehogs I read somewhere, that said: "I Want hedgehogs." Jan, had the same mind, brought prickly, and you tell them... With a word said... Now we have a squad fighting hedgehogs... blah!
I fouled, but still I squeezed out:
Stugiv, fuck us hedgehogs?!

Women love to feel sorry for alcoholics and losers.