the first unknown is where, in fact, revyakin himself is, the second, who let him go?d not to the hospital. for what sympathy andrey, what is unclear, freely, i see you have already met, but i want to officially introduce you to our new residents, maria lvova and roman bogachov, just don’t rush to rejoice. few people can hold out here for more than a month quietly this year - he kicked me out and didn’t even let me say a word. well, yes, it looks like i have the same thing, why, nothing , how could you let the patient go at all, well, he said that he would return, but he returned, but no, well, it’s too early, where are you from? take it, really, i’ll tell you what the hell, well, well, he’s for you. whether? well, did you give it or not? well, well, well, he gave me a high five. come on, okay, come on. oleg, why did you even go into medicine, huh? why? would you go to the traffic cops and get straight a's there? igor viktorovich, well, everything has already happened, you better tell me what to do? how do i know what to do? what to do? wait, hold on. so, don’t pick up

it was not interesting for me to look at one revyakin in the role of such a match of maine rings. i agree if it’s a sixth-rate role, when close friends ask; director, kirill papay i filmed this series about vladimir mulyavin. and i played a serious composer, the mulyavin’s neighbor, whose music annoys me, they didn’t tell me who plays the mulyavin’s wife, i knock on the door and get ready to read the text, the door opens and anka is standing in the bath attendant’s robe and instead of saying, hello. you don't understand well. then we laughed for about 15 minutes, i think i will be rewarded for this role. but it was fun, therefore, if you offered some kind of role, agree, the conversation didn’t go well? so sing quietly a farewell song about what is not we'll soon become close again. take it slowly, get rid of the poison, and the light ones. keep candles warm in the thick of the night. forgive peace in the sky a hundredfold for those who are suddenly on the road, how much? the cherished ones are asked, the edges are thought of, no one will ask, no one expects an answer, the soul wi