Dialog

Daughter: Dad, who are such a whore?
 Pope: God! where did you hear that word?
 Daughter: In the garden. Vadka said I was a prostitute. Because I do not give him more. And I give Valerik.
 Dad: What ?!
 Daughter: The teddy bear. I do not give to play with a teddy bear.
 Dad: Ugh, my God! Vadka yours - durynda. A prostitute + The bad woman - that's who she is!
 My daughter is not good reason?
 Dad: Because she's selling.
 Daughter: So, Aunt Olya - a prostitute? She sells in the store. So - selling.
 Dad: No, Aunt Olya not selling because it sells souvenirs. A prostitute sells itself.
 Daughter: How is it - yourself?
 Dad: It's very simple. Anyone who wants to can buy it. For a while.
 Daughter: What?
 Pope: To sleep.
 Daughter: Sleep?
 Dad: Yes, in a crib.
 Daughter: So then, the prostitute - this is our mother?
 Dad: You're crazy!
 Daughter: But she's sleeping with you for money?
 Dad: For what money ?!
 Daughter: Because of your salary.
 Dad: Is the money! .. No, she's with me - love. I hope ...
 Daughter: As Uncle Fyodor?
 Dad: What? What has Uncle Fyodor?
 Daughter: From the second entrance. Well, when you were on a business trip, then we spent the night Uncle Fyodor. With my mother in the same bed.
 Dad: Fyodor? The bed ?! I'll show her! A prostitute!!! (Runs away).
 Daughter: Strange: what kind of mother a prostitute if she and Uncle Fyodor not for money but for love? ..