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- In short, was this guy a Buddhist, and he lived in the mountains, very high and went up there on a long a road, and then, out of nowhere, popping up from a guy on a horse right at him. Also Buddhist, maybe... Although I don't know.
May they both be Buddhists.
- Well, that, and the one on the horse, heading straight at first, so quickly that he had to get off the road to the horse trampled. Our entire dusty stands up and shouts: "Hey, what the fuck are rushing something!?". And that guy on the horse, says: "I don't know, ask my horse!".
- Ask the horse? Cool.
Exactly. Here it is, here, here. That face. And I had the same. This horse symbolizes all of our fears, trauma. It makes us rush so fast that we can't even answer one simple question - where am I in such a rush? Where are you running, Mike? Mike, you should start to control your life, it is time to take the reins while your horse threw you off the cliff.

Each thread individually thin and fragile. But together they become a solid. And rope can handle it.

I saw your calls from his cell phone. You are the Devil, right?
- Depending on who you ask.

When you work where we work, then once you realize that in life there are things that you want to protect. Because in you dwells the beast, and if not to be careful this beast will eat you whole and you will be nothing left. Nothing.

- And now what? Coming home? Easy for you to say, you buried your weapon - your voice. And now I dare to use it against me.
You're right, I buried him. But it is time to pick it up and fight. Can you?
I do not know.
- Then dig out your weapon and come with me until you do.

Thomas Shelby.
My hands are covered in blood.
- Oh, mine too.

Is the Kirby engines. Engines of the imagination. They work on faith.
- We will succeed.
- ... This machine works on the fantasies of teenagers. Shine! And it's a metaphor!
Stop talking like that, Hawkeye.
Honestly, Noh-Varr, it's...
- I'm serious, Kate. You will fall.

- You make an Alliance with a fascist. I made inquiries among the worst people in white Hall and found out that you do not make an Alliance. You're spying on him. Why?
To be honest, I don't know.
Do you dig in your garden, Mr. Shelby? <...> There is a certain kind of weed that you can arbitrarily weeding, poison, but he will rise again. As a result, to get rid of them, you can only plow the top layer of soil, and lay bare the roots. We did it in France. But when I hear the speech of the Mosley, I see the germs of a new war breaking at his feet. And you see what I mean. That's why you are against it.

- Well? As for you socialist?
- You see the glass? The bubbles rise up, everyone has the same chance to rise.
- A peculiar form of socialism.
- A bottle... if you pull out the tube - it's impossible to insert.

- I always thought that the dragon is a metaphor.
A metaphor for what?
- Pagan religion, foreign invaders, and the dangers of the modern world.
Sometimes the dragon is just a dragon.

- Ragnar?..
- Hello, Helga. You look like you've seen a Ghost.
- And you're a Ghost?
- Perhaps...

- Sometimes you sacrifice the Queen for the good of the whole Kingdom.
- Yes, but sometimes even a simple pawn can become a Queen and hurt to grab ass.

- You have very big warts? We have to show them to the doctor to remove!
I already tried to remove them, but these stubborn assholes grows again. They should dress up a bit, maybe to attach the feathers, or to get a tattoo. Something cheerful, the flowers there...

- They believe that you are exerting enough effort to protect their interests from Teresa Colvin.
Tell them that sometimes it's better to use a scalpel than a pitchfork.
They do not care what tool you use, if only her heart was cut out.