those who'll ferry you across.
Where's his "thank you"?
Well fed, but ill bred.
Give me some!
- Beat it!
- You glutton!
Come on, don't fear!
But give some honey to the bear.
See the honey? Go on faster!
Smells nice, must be linden
blossom.
- I bet it tastes good.
- It makes my mouth water.
Leave some for me!
- You'll manage without!
- You're not nice!
You're a stingy slob!
He ate up all the honey!
Welcome!
- We were waiting for you!
- Impatiently!
Who are you?
- Marquis de la Cat!
- Grand Duke de la Buzzard!
- Baron de la Swine!
- Vicomte de Bulldog!
He is nice and fat!
Nice and plump!
I don't like to be tickled!
You look good there.
Give him the scepter and the globe.
Wrong! The ball in the left,
and the stick in the right hand.
When I'm no more,
you will govern my kingdom
instead of me.
Father Czar, what have you done
to your Czarevich?
Tell him.
- He is not the Czarevich.
- He is the fisherman's son.
That's why we gave him
to Chudo Yudo instead of you.
Instead of me?
No! What have you done!
Nothing to worry about.
A czar can't worry about everybody,
he's got to think of his kingdom.
You've learned to sit on the throne,
now learn how to give orders.
Go ahead, give an order.
Alright, Aphonia, saddle a horse
and bring it to the front door.
Now!
Hold it! Where are you going?
Wait, sonny! What are you doing?
- Oh, too bad!
- Too bad!
You must take a carrot
for the strange creature
and some honey for those
who will ferry you across.
Thank you, happy old fairy.
Not well fed, and yet well bred.
And who are you?
I'm Czarevich Andrey,
Czar Yeremey's son!
Show us your profile!
Now the other profile!
How about the rear view?
- Nice!
- Plump!
- Well-fed!
- And fat!
Nothing but shortcake
and cream and honey!
That's the one who shot at me
with his sling.
- Can you do tricks?
- Not proper for a czar's son.
- Can you solve riddles?
- That'd be the last straw.
Can you do anything?
Since I'm a czar's son,
I can't do a thing.
- I'm not expected to.
- Is that so?
Why do you ask?
I just figured you might
marry my daughter.
Your daughter? I could
if you give her a decent dowry.
What sort of miracle can I do
to make him give me up?
No one would give up
a beauty like you.
Is your daughter good-looking?
- The spitting image of me.
- Your spitting image?
- What's got into him?
- He's plump...
- But nervous.
- And feeble.
- How much is the dowry?
- Like all czars' dowries.
- Be more exact.
- Half the kingdom.
- Take it!
- What about 60 percent?
I have thought of a riddle
that can be solved only by a man
who is passionate and pure.
- Like your Vassya.
- Like my Vassya?
Nanny!
Nanny, darling...
Have a taste of this carrot,
you strange creature.
- Is it a deal?
- A deal!
Bar-bar-bar-barbara!
What sort of miracle is it?
What a mischievous child!
This is Andrey,
son of the Land Czar Yeremey.
Guess which one is your bride?
If you're wrong,
we'll cut off your head!
- Cut off my head?
- That's the custom.
Mama!
Which one is my daughter?
The first try!
- Have a taste of honey.
- Thank you!
It's delicious, buddy!
Bruin, don't eat it all up!
Leave some for me!
Enjoy! It's all yours!
- Goodbye!
- Good luck!
Second try!
Failed again!
Third try!
Mama!
Hey, headsman!
Chop his head off!
- Stop it!
- Who is that with no manners?
- It won't help to execute him!
- That's what I say.
- Cut mine off instead!
- Right! His is better!
- By the way, who are you?
- I'm Czarevich Andrey!
- The son of Czar Yeremey!
- Which one?
- The elder or the younger son?
- Neither.
Whose son is he, then?
A fisherman's son.
He's lying! I'm the Czarevich!
He is a pretender!
I also have a head on my shoulders.
Don't worry,
you're going to lose it.
Don't be in a hurry, Chudo Yudo!
He doesn't know that he and I
were exchanged.
- What?
- Who was exchanged?
What was exchanged?
Where and when was who exchanged?
- When we were