Zeykin tries to hit him on the head so that he passes out and calms down.
- Okay, I admit, all this was a waste of time, - he groans as he gets to his feet, shaking his head. - But at least we found out one thing - it's impossible to reason with them. And, to be honest, I don't see any point in dragging "him" to jail... At best, he'll be locked up for decades in a padded room at the expense of taxpayers, and at worst, he'll spread his sectarian madness to others, or even break free. I think there's only one acceptable way out of this situation... - he takes out a sharpener and tests its edge with his finger.
Небо – угроз не слышит
Небо – ведёт особый счёт
Небо – тебя найдёт