He's a lawyer, I'm a lawyer.

Moscow is a huge, but close-knit city.

No one is out of reach.

And if I don't read this, then what?

Doesn't matter.

Take my word for it: the facts in there are damning.

You know what I'm talking about. They are, after all, your handiwork.

Horrible stuff.

How do you sleep at night?

So,

let's make a deal, or else...

Or else what?

Oh, it's hard to even imagine what would happen.

All within the provisions of the law, of course.

Firstly, your name would be all over the newspapers and the Internet

and on TV, all over the news.

You youngsters like playing with fire.

Vadim, you're not exactly an old man either.

Or is it time to retire? No?

Have you thought of that?