to catch up, well, go, catch up, eh, stand, where were you last night, there’s nothing more to ask, polykhaevt tonight, and sakulinsky was almost shot, the question is the same, where are you it was at night, i was at my mother-in-law’s name day, on dmitrovskaya in kabak, all the lads were there. no one was absent, check, there’s no one for your mother-in-law to invite, what a family, why was cuba alone rubbing here, where were you, he forgot about her, i was coming back for her, well, micah, they came for you, yes, someone disgusting pushes their heads together, that means, you go home, sit there, don’t stick your head out anywhere, zoya, organize an escort for mr. official, and you need to find sokulinsky, yes, that’s right, you need to find borusik the bastard, he has a lip. we’ll figure it out without you, you’re causing problems like indigestion, go home, figure it out, that’s enough, sidor, we’ve had our fun and that’s enough, i ’m being stupid, or what? will you hit me now? is your luck over? yes cuba? your luck won't last long either. and you 're scaring me now? yes? scares me. don't