Leonid Kuravlyov: George Miloslavsky
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Quotes
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Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : Oh, Sir, who is he?
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : He's a friend of Anton Semyonovich Shpak's.
George Miloslavsky : What a fool!
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George Miloslavsky : FoIks, keep your money in a bank. NaturaIIy... if you have it!
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Warder : Open up, dog!
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Whom is he addressing?
George Miloslavsky : You.
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Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Well, how do I Iook?
George Miloslavsky : Not like him! You're a fake! Let me tie up your teeth at least. You're a pain in the neck! The other Tsar looks smarter.
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Don't get personal, please!
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George Miloslavsky : Why are you staring at me? There're no pictures, nor fIowers growing on me.
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Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : What is your name?
George Miloslavsky : I'm an artiste of all big and small academic theatres. And my name is too famous to pronounce it.
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George Miloslavsky : Why are you staring? You're going to rub a hoIe through me with your eyes.
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Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : You have ignored my question about the tape recorder.
George Miloslavsky : Darn you!
[to Shurik]
George Miloslavsky : What a machine! A breakthrough in science and technoIogy!
[to Bunsha]
George Miloslavsky : Darn you again!
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George Miloslavsky : So, auf wiedersehen, goodbye, au revoir, to summarize - ciao!
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George Miloslavsky : Why are you crawling, old chap?
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : The ambassador has lost his chest decoration.
George Miloslavsky : He shouldn't be so absent-minded. One should watch his things when in a room. Why are you staring at me? Do you think I took it?
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : No, of course not!
George Miloslavsky : You didn't take it, did you? Maybe it has slid under the throne? No. Well, then nothing can be done.
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : What a misfortune!
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Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : The demons grabbed you, we chased them all over the palace! And suddenly, the demons vanished!
George Miloslavsky : They were here, we don't deny it. But they self-destructed.
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George Miloslavsky : This foreign tourist speaks well!
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : What exactly does he say?
George Miloslavsky : I'll be damned if I know. Fedya! We need an interpreter.
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : We had one. He was German. He got drunk as a lord when he had to translate. So we cooked him in boiled water.
George Miloslavsky : It's not the way to treat interpreters.
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Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Alexander Sergeyevich, where is the wall?
George Miloslavsky : What is it? What's going on? There was a wall here!
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Timofeyev, you will answer for it in court. Inventing such a machine!
Engineer Alexander Sergeyevich Timofeyev : Go to hell with your wall!
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Half a flat has vanished.
Engineer Alexander Sergeyevich Timofeyev : No big deal.
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George Miloslavsky : Why are they yelling?
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : They cannot yell. They're all dead.
George Miloslavsky : See how those dead can shoot?
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George Miloslavsky : You may stay here. The rest, please, leave the tsar's office. In other words, out! Bark at them!
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George Miloslavsky : And tell them not to hurry back. Tell them to capture Kazan on their way back, not to go there twice.
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : How come? Kazan is ours. We've taken it long ago.
George Miloslavsky : Really?
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : Sure.
George Miloslavsky : You were too hasty to do it. All right, all right, then. Since it's already taken, let it be. Why give it back?
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Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : The common people wish to see their tsar who was saved. They're rejoicing.
George Miloslavsky : Oh, no, it's out of the question. We have no time for that. We'll rejoice later.
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George Miloslavsky : Sit down! Occupy yourself with matters of state. Take the stick. Go ahead, dictate.
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : Dictate what?
George Miloslavsky : The tsar, repeat it, of all Russia...
Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : The tsar, repeat it, of all Russia...
George Miloslavsky : Don't repeat 'repeat it'!
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George Miloslavsky : The tsar says that I'm Prince Miloslavsky. Are you satisfied?
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : Oh my! Stay away!
George Miloslavsky : What's the matter? What is it?
Feofan, scribe of ambassadorial department : You've been executed!
George Miloslavsky : That's news to me!
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Ivan Vasilyevich Bunsha, house manager : What do you mean, a dog? How dare you sing such songs about a tsar? You got out of hand here, without me. What kind of a repertoire is that? You ought to sing songs for the masses, something contemporary. Like... how does it go? Trali-vali, tili-tili. We're not the tili-tili, we're not the trali-vali.
George Miloslavsky : Cool it, Vanya. We'll do everything.
