listen, ptikin, don’t shed tears for us here, crocodile. herself. yes, everyone rubs shoulders with their ancestors. they all kill. you don’t deny that you visited her at work on friday. well, i stopped by and stopped by and asked for money. your children didn’t kill your mother, and your grandmother even said two things about you, you didn’t tell them that you first gouged out your mother’s eyes and then strangled her, eyes, uh-huh, what are her eyes? they gouged it out, why are you surprised, your prints are on the portrait, what’s on which portrait, and in the portrait she showed it to me herself, she says, weren’t you the one who gouged out my eyes while high, and under what kind of high, i don’t indulge in drugs at all, they’ve arrived, it's time to pack, let's go, let's go, where, you're inclined to believe that after all... uh, the son killed his mother, yes, georgivich, of course, i don't want to believe in such a nightmare, but the evidence all points against him, and there was a motive, he found himself in a difficult situation, h