- Oh, I think I understand... Are you not real? Your friends turned into a pile of manure, for example, - Zeikin narrowed his eyes suspiciously, trying to peer through the slits in the helmet. - Grandpa, is that you again? The guys are laughing. Come on, give us the information. You want us to die in agony, right? So we need to figure out where to go.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт