Man: Hello, Irina? [beat] Hello?
Irina: Yes, listening, yes?
Man: Good evening, this is Ukraine bothering you at this time of night. You work in the Ministry of Defense of the Russian Federation?
Irina: No.
Man: How is it "no"? Irinochka (cute version of Irina, said with demeaning tone), you have a very big hello from Kyiv. A very big hello from Chernobyl/Ternopil(?), and from Lviv. And Kharkiv! Are you planning on taking your prisoners and corpses back? There's over 2000 corpses spread out over our Ukrainian land, sullying them. Are you going to take the corpses back?
Irina: What's going on with you, my Ukrainian comrades?
Man: What are these soldiers doing on my soil?
Irina: [hangs up]
Man: Ah, what a little bitch.