everything?
You're a very spirited man!
Hello? Shurochka?
Can you imagine? Yakin
fell for me like a silly boy.
He proposed, and we're leaving
for our honeymoon. Many kisses.
Go!
Oh, how beautiful it is!
Beauteous!
Beauteous!
Cigarette break!
- The Swedish Ambassador!
- What's up, Fedya?
The Swedish ambassador
asks for an audience.
Bring the ambassador in.
Knit your brows! Knit your brows!
Der grosse Konig,
Des Schwedischen Konigreichs sende
mich,
seinen treuen Diener,
zu Ihnen, Czar and Grande Duc
lvan Vassilyevich...
usarussa.
- This foreign tourist speaks well!
- What exactly does he say?
I'll be damned if I know.
Fedya!
- We need an interpreter.
- We had one. He was German.
He got drunk as a lord
when he had to translate.
- So We cooked him in boiled water.
- It's not the way to treat interpreters.
Schwedete armie erobern hut.
Answer something.
See, the man goes out of his way.
Hitler kaput!
Go on, Mister Ambassador.
We absolutely agree with you.
- Kemska district.
- Right. Absolutely.
Absolutely.
Look, comrade.
Excuse us for a minute.
I would like to know
what he wants, in general terms.
It's very simple.
They want Kemsk Region. They went to
war, so, they say, give it to us.
What? Kemsk Region?
Ja, Kemska rejion. Ja, ja...
Take it if you want it! Oh, God!
I thought it was something important.
- But you can't do it, benefactor.
- The tsar knows what he's doing.
Our state won't be any poorer for it.
Take it! Take it!
Have mercy, our great tsar,
and allow me to speak.
What are you doing, son of a bitch?
Some impostor squandering our lands!
We shall never have enough regions
for you!
So whadda I say my king?
Say your king
my warm greetings.
Whadda about Kemsk region?
Such questions, my dear ambassador,
are not decided at the drop of a hat.
We have to consult with comrades.
Come back in a few days.
Yes, by the way, here's a little
souvenir for you from me.
Here!
Well, auf Wiedersehen!
Goodbye! Au revoir! In short, ciao!
Everyone can go!
The guards can go, too.
The guards can go.
Why are you crawling, old chap?
The ambassador has lost his chest
decoration.
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?
- No, of course not!
You didn't take it, did you?
Maybe it has slid under the throne?
No.
Well, then nothing can be done.
What a misfortune!
I am again tormented by some
troubling doubts.
Shpak's tape recorder,
the ambassador's medal...
What are you driving at?
I'm asking you, you tsar's mug,
what are you hinting at?
The Tartar Prince Yedigey is here
to see the tsar.
No.
That's too much.
Calling hours are over.
We have a lunch break.
The tsar wishes to refect.
- I must be dreaming!
- Just a minute.
- Who's going to pay for this banquet?
- In any case, not us.
Fedya, what is in there?
Hare's kidneys,
pike heads with garlic.
Black caviar.
Red caviar.
And from overseas...
Eggplant caviar!
Beautiful!
- Well, tsar, let's drink.
- Let's drink.
Beauteous!
I look for him all over the house, and
here's he, in someone else's flat.
Why don't you look me in the eye?
Lvan Vassilyevich,
I've been burglarized!
Everything I've got by working
tirelessly, everything is gone!
Oh, look at you!
You're blind drunk!
You don't look like yourself!
What on earth did you put on yourself?
- Imported tape recorder, suede jacket...
- He's drunk!
There's nothing left!
He can't stand on his feet!
Where are you going?
Oh, God! What's going on?
Go home now, alcoholic!
Leave me alone, old woman,
I'm being sad.
Old woman? You jerk!
I'm five years younger than you!
Let's go home, now!
You are a witch!
Help!
Lvan Vassilyevich, calm down.
- Witch!
- To be absolutely honest, yes.
- And What do You want?
- Dear lvan Vassilyevich,
that's the list of stolen things.
Two tape recorders, two movie cameras,
two cigarette cases. Please!
Is it