Greegee: I’ll kill my boss, I promise you, I’ll kill him someday.
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Greegee: On Friday he told me to come together, on Monday morning on a business trip, for the weekend all the papers, tickets, bills prepared, I go to Sochi.
I am jealous)
Greegee: Yeah, you’re jealous, the Omsukchan district, Magadan, the Sochi river, the crushing plant... and the backpack with sweaters and cream behind the back... I told you I’d kill my boss?