- [first lines]
- Narrator: Why does the wind come? To cover tracks where we have passed... so no one thinks we are still alive. It was long ago and no one can remember now how the Warriors of Light and the Warriors of Darkness clashed on the Bridge of Justice... how blood was spilled... how the great Jassar's heart could not bear it and he stopped the battle. But once, when the night is longer than the day, a new Great One will come and the world will be plunged into darkness. And nothing can save it, except for the Chalk of Fate. This Chalk is kept in an impenetrable fortress, and everyone who came for it and entered the gate would perish in the endless maze. So had it always been until Tamerlane came.
- Tamerlane: I shall control the fate of the world...
- [gets stabbed from behind]
- Zoar: But you can't even control your own fate.
- Anton: Give me the chalk.
- Alisa: No.
- [holds Alisa]
- Anton: Give me the chalk.
- Alisa: Scum! Get Away!
- Anton: You won't be able to bring him back anyway.
- Alisa: I will fix everything!
- Anton: You won't fix anything cause it's not your fault.
- Alisa: Then who's fault is it anyway!
- Anton: It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter!
- [lets go of Alisa]
- Anton: It's my fault for everything.
- Geser: Sorry Olga. I have to do this.
- Olga: Yes. I understand.
- Anton: Do what? Geser gripped their neck. After a few minutes Anton found out that he already was in Olga's body. Olga in Anton's body is smiling. Anton smoked and went out of the room...
- Anton: Hey we have a problem. How about the voice?
- Olga: Just snap 3 times. It'll change. After snapping their voice also changed. And they kept on walking. Don't smoke and try to walk straight. You're a lady now.
- Anton: Why is my ass wiggling?
- Olga: Because their mine.
- Geser: So where are you gonna stay?
- Semyon: Hey Semyon, how about I stay in your room?
- Semyon: Really?
- Geser: No it's something you can't handle. How about Sveta?
- Olga: Sveta will be ok.
- Zoar: What's that your reading?
- Anton: Just some kind of fairytale.
- Zoar: Let me see. The History of Tamerlane. You read this kinds of books?
- Anton: Yeah. Their just nothing.
- Zoar: Oh, I see.
- Anton: My son is stronger than me and so is my trainee.
- Zoar: Woah. You're drunk Anton.
- Zoar: You have a heart of gold Zoar. How much do I owe you?
- Zoar: 100.
- Anton: 100 it is. Here.