Gupta: "I had a small tobacco shop in Madras. Made just enough money to survive. One day this policeman comes in and tells me I owe him some tax. I said okay. This is common, so I pay him. But, the next day, the same policeman come and keep coming and keep coming. And I am paying and I'm paying him and I'm paying him and I'm paying him. And finally, on the fifth day, I take a knife and I stab him in his chest."
Viktor: "You killed policeman?"
Gupta: "No, I just missed his heart. When they tried to arrest me, I just run away."