Ariel1988

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
[Taisto is discussing with his cell-mate] Listen, Mikkonen!

Mikkonen:
I don't think I can help it.

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
I have decided to get out of here soon.

Mikkonen:
I see. How?

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
Don't know yet. Somehow.

Mikkonen:
Getting out of here is no big deal; many people have made it. But they've been brought back and ended up doing twice as much time as before. That's because they have stayed here or gone to Sweden or headed to the nearest bar and got loaded. You've got to go further away. Italy or Africa, first at least.

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
I've been thinking about Mexico or Brazil.

Mikkonen:
Even better, but that costs money. You really think that I haven't planned it all a hundred times? First, you need three grand for a passport and ten more for the seamen to hide you in the cargo and to let you off somewhere around the equator. But it's dangerous. If the cargo begins to shift in a storm... Many have died that way. You must go underground until you get a passport and find the right ship.

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
How many years do you have left?

Mikkonen:
Eight years for manslaughter, but I'm innocent.

Taisto Olavi Kasurinen:
Are you?

Mikkonen:
At least in God's eyes. In a way I did kill him, but the truth is, I didn't. The result was the same: the man died, and I was sent here. All right, let's go, then. I am 37 now and eight years more makes me about 43. Then I won't last three hours outside without killing somebody.