oleg dmitrievich karpukhin i have one father, i should have told you, damn it. him not to come near you and he did. i myself decided where and with whom not to meet. you have nothing to do with the mother already. he quickly switched sides, son. and i met him somewhere. i helped move him to an eternally new apartment, free labor. from joy on his neck threw himself. everyone forgot happiness, what are you talking about? how do you talk to your mother? not a word sorry, i didn't call, slavik forgot my cap, here. why are you lying, he never had such a cap? what are you poking into our lives, what do you need? and i also want to ask you, comrade. what do you want from my wife? oleg dmitrievich karpukhin the husband of this woman cherkasov ivan petrovich the husband of this woman good evening everyone. slavik before meeting son i met him in a sanatorium by chance, so i ran away ahead of time. i was afraid not to resist his charms. or did you still not resist, do not dare to talk to me in such a tone, please, do you not like the question or the tone? well, stop it. i