коррегт, алде. Но я уже научился не кривить физию при этом, а сосредотачиваться на контенте.
зы Кстати, Банни бы скорее отрезала мизинец на ноге.
- That wasn't her toe.
- Whose toe was it, Walter?
- How the fuck should I know? I do know that nothing about it indicates...
- The nail polish, Walter.
- Fine, Dude. As if it's impossible to get some nail polish, apply it to someone else's toe...
- Someone else's - where the fuck are they gonna...
- You want a toe? I can get you a toe, believe me. There are ways, Dude. You don't wanna know about it, believe me.
- But Walter...
- I'll get you a toe by this afternoon - with nail polish. These fucking amateurs. They send us a toe, we're supposed to shit ourselves with fear. Jesus Christ. My point is...
- They're gonna kill her, Walter, and then they're gonna kill me...
- Well that's just, that's the stress talking, Dude. So far we have what looks to me like a series of victimless crimes...
- What about the toe?
- FORGET ABOUT THE FUCKING TOE!
(c)