Intense Argument in a Room

You always do this.

And that's it.

Spill it.

Got it.

Please take down the blog. Seriously.

Fuck.

Come on.

My

we are in the room.

What the fuck are you

thinking?

Here you go.

Go to Ukraine, then, you piece of shit. Fucking

whore.

I was walking, because we're about to—

I'll tell you more, I've been there several times.

Come on, fuck, where are you going? Get over here.

He's fucking right now.

No, Kitya, calm down, they're deporting us. Are you stupid or what?

Another one.

Please.

Cool, huh?

Go on, call the police.

We agreed, remember.

Where are you going?

We need to do this…

No, no, no. Come over first. Don't.

Let him keep acting tough.

Don't go out. Vadi, don't go out.

He'll keep acting tough. The police will just come—

Don't go out, why do you need to?

Just come in, we'll gather—

It'll be easier for you without him in Chochów.