Character: Officer

- You don't understand - if you go back - they have a flood! Upside down boat!
- Do not scare. Well, women will nalagam on the oars.
- Out of your mind? We're in the middle of the North Atlantic! You want to live or die?
- I don't understand what you people? There's also your husbands and your sons! Here's plenty of room in the boat.
And you will become another one for more if you your mouth will not close!

- Drowning - say - holes in the sides. The water gushes, plugging nothing.
- So get to shore and escape. Here he is, shore, near.
- No, you, we on the shore can not. Because of the Exodus to the shore we have a theory of parcelizacija not been developed.
And without a theory, just like you can't?
I can't, because we are enchanted.
- What you can spell?
- Nobody can spell. Because Carla and Marla, we were enchanted, and he died. And Fritz Angel died. And lukić remained ever alive, that is back well died.

And I do not take bribes! That's it!
- On one salary that you live?
- You and no one gives! Place you have a, a non-profit. That if only you gave, but you didn't take, so then to brag about you.

Become! Attention! Dress to the right. Will now read the order on awarding. Soldiers these awards for valor and courage, a testimony of the concern of the Fuehrer.

- And the sword did not stop to dance?
- Weapons, excuse me, Madam, left in the cloakroom before you enter the hall, as the women leave at home when you go to war.
- So, do you not recognize women? - attacked Flirty radio girl.
The war was messy, bloody. Shells, tank shells, caterpillars, pressing people. the Hands of an officer, before calmly lying on the table, again began to tremble. He noticed it and hid it from the girls. - Women need to keep soft hearts and tender eyes, to greet under a native roof...

People see the devil, and the devil - God.

The old Bank was beautiful...
- He was robbed.
For beauty you have to pay.

- Yes, what makes you think I'm young?
Well... why... Just look at you... Officer for the first time in the conversation smiled.
- What in your understanding means young?
It means... well... younger than me - he was an officer.
- And how much I think years?
Seventeen... twenty... what's the difference?
- Twenty-three! - triumphantly said Tanya. And then the young officer laughed.
And what's so funny? - asked Tanya.
- I - twenty-two! - continuing to laugh, he forced a officer. - It turns out that you are older than me!
I thought you more.
- Really?
- You have temples gray. This is almost not visible, because hair. But still a little visible.
- So after the war, Tanya.
- I didn't think about that... Sorry.

- I saw he was wearing corpses.
- What are the corpses?
- The bodies of everyone who is here.