them! So much to tell them about us...
But time is running out.
The flight back is so soon!
And we both know that we will never
see each other again.
Is that what you wanted to hear?
Are you satisfied?
A way towards the reduction of
international tension...
Hello.
Well hello there, daughter.
Where are you going, louse? Where?!
You got what you wanted, you slut?
Got what you wanted, you American prostitute?
I've been fired from work everywhere!
I should have killed you!
Miss!
Miss! This is not the way!
Comrade!
Comrade.
Comrade?
I'm no comrade to you!
I'll put you all in prison!
I'll leave you all to rot in there!
Louses! Louses!
Swines! Spies!
Calm down, dear.
Calm down.
How did you name the baby?
Ivan.
Like her father.
Let me look at him at least.
He has our eyes after all.
What's this?
What are you feeding him?
What were you thinking? You have an apartment, but you are keeping him in this thoroughfare?
We have our own room here.
And the second one...
I know what you have here.
30 men use one bathroom, yeah?
Unsanitary conditions, typhus, tuberculosis, diarrhea, jaundice.
Let's go home.
Pack your stuff.
Who needs me now?
Mom, I need you.
Dudes!
Ivan.
No, he's John!
Where is Polly?
Did you hide her from the world?
You men are all the same. First you talk about love, then point to the baby crib.
Betty! Have your own baby first,
and then we'll see.
Oh, God! No thanks!
Knock on wood.
Du-ude!
Hi, Johnny!
Look, a "kok"!
He's already growing one!
A real stilyaga!
I don't know how to hold him.
I love you, baby.
Mom is here.
Listen... Wait around the corner.
I'll be there soon.
Fred...
Mel.
Fred.
Mel!
Fred!
Mel!
I asked you to be quiet!
Freddy.
Polly. Polly!
Polly.
- Be quiet!
- Got it.
This is for you and the baby.
By the way, the latest achievement of imperialism: the no-spill baby cup.
No matter how you turn it, it doesn't spill.
Don't talk to him about it. He don't even know how to prepare a baby bottle.
He's above all that!
You see, Fred. Polina thinks that to be in accordance with gender equality I too must feed the baby with my breast.
Hey, dudes...
Let's discuss this without me.
I flew to you across the ocean.
I have my own load of these problems back home.
Well, show me the baby.
He's awake already anyways.
How are you doing living with
the mother-in-law?
Do you get along?
In the morning it's lineup.
In the evening - roll call.
He misses living in a communal apartment.
He prefers waiting in line
to use the toilet.
That's him?
Listen Mel, I think you've been listening to too much of Charlie Parker.
Among the slums and skyscrapers and many ads
Americans are walking and chewing bubble gum.
Robbing, killing, humming chu-chu,
And laying with stylish ladies.
Dude!
Hush! I asked you to be quiet!
You know about Bob?
Can your dad help him?
No.
Betsy was evicted from Moscow.
I know.
- And Dryn is in the army?
- Yes.
He is crazy. He want to military office in the whole outfit.
In his shoes, with that hair. So they sent him
to serve on a submarine for 5 years.
Tell about America!
About America...
About America...
This is the American style of dress.
What style?
You look like a square.
Why? Look at the quality!
Feel it!
See the label?
It's more important what's on the inside.
The more free a person is,
the more simple his dress.
Mel...
I have bad news for you.
There are no stilyagas in America.
What do you mean?
It's just so. No stilyagas.
If we walked down Broadway
dressed like this...
down the real Broadway...
we'd be taken to a nut house
after walking two blocks.
Mel, try to understand.
There are no stilyagas there.
- Get lost.
- Mel!
- Get lost!
- Mel.
Go to hell!
But we exist.
Mister, please don't kick us out of
the building hallway.
We will no longer sing loudly.
We will no longer drink, cuss or smoke.
And if you want to do these things yourself,

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