The notary: Within necessity.
Esteffan: And conditions?.
The notary: One and only: the consent here to lodge.
Billendon (thoughtfully): Certainly, it not the mister the president. Togas
Has chattered away to all Europe: they take measures for liquidation of recession,
Revive a domestic remote place, light in the end of a tunnel, everyone such, but
Would be though clearly! And here you will necessarily be changed mind: madness, or swindle,
The notary: I do not have bases to doubt both in judiciousness, and in
Possibilities of my client.
Billendon: Still, if you it represent. But, maybe, that
Ausel: Name it a destiny gift, mister Billendon.
Esteffan: Eventually, if Somebody offers this to us popustitsja
Other prospects...
Billendon (sarcastically): Prospects! I have enough driven on
To light, vidyval everyone... There is here no udachnika. Poor creatures have gathered.
Whether strikes from these inventions free soup, here that I would like the nobility.
The culinary specialist (maliciously): It was possible to try? supchik?
Billendon: No, but I know, who prepares it, the guy!
The culinary specialist indeed serving in a doubtful philanthropic institution,