I came back from Kaunas at night. I had a commentary already prepared, so I went straight to the Radio Center. When I saw tanks by the building, I thought that it was just a means of intimidation. So, praying, I climbed over the fence and, went into the building. On the second floor I heard: „Ruki v verch, na koleni!" („Hands up, on your knees!"), and was on my knees in a second. Glancing to the side I saw that my dictaphone had been broken to pieces from being kicked, and the cassette had been broken in two and thrown aside. Then they started kicking me. I was kicked every few seconds. I'm not slender- I'm in training and know how to act in such situations - I kept my muscles tight the whole time. Still there are bruises all over my body and I can't straighten my back.

I saw their glassy eyes, and saw that they were ready to beat me to death. Those weren't soldiers - those were professional murderers.

Lithuania, 1991.01.13 : documents, testimonies, comments. - Vilnius : State Publishing Center, 1992, p. 196.