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Ah, Rosanne. - My Easterman-Shattinger daughter has a cold.
Hey, c'mon old man, stir yourself.
C'mon! I wanna reproduce again!
The mosquitoes are stinging. My darling little Marfushka can't sleep.
Now listen...
I didn't say a word!
Great - I'll bet Pippi Longstocking's in this.
Pretend you're a koala bear and eat these eucalyptus leaves.
Kielbasa belch.
Arsenic sucker? That should do it.
Is this a biopic of Holly Hobbie?
The story of a hundred-year-old couple who give birth to a giant infant.
Don't wave grandma's funk over here, please.
I'm a domestic goddess.
What are you doing there, Nastenka?
Just knitting Marfushka's new stockings. - Knitting, eh?
Why is the coat rack on fire?
You told me to knit some stockings for - Be quiet!
All you noviciates are trouble!
Yes, I told you to knit, but
I never told you to click your needles like that, did I?
Before you know you'll wake my little darling.
Can she really hear that through those walls?
She certainly can. You work by day like a young mare
so you can sleep by night. Little Marfushka cannot be a mare. She must not be.
She has to rest by day, so by night the slightest noise wakes her.
Um. Panakuken? - Let's go cream some fish.
Here's a place where you can knit, Nastenka.
And you won't wake my darling little Marfushka.
The moon is out, there's plenty of light. - Chernobyl's on fire. It's great.
It's peaceful and it's nice and cool.
Beat it, grandma. - Be quiet!
This is the factory where they make Beanie Babies.
Jack Cloitman! - That stocking must be finished
by the time the rooster crows, do you hear me?
Okay, Mom. Thanks.
Otherwise, my precious little girl, I will tear your braid off.
"'M' is for the many times you beat me..."
Oh, their other puppy. He's cute.
I gotta sneak down to the convenience store and go to the bathroom.
I wish she'd take that mouse out of her mouth.
"Don't come around here no more."
Surge!
Mmm. Liver on a stick.
So the first plot point involves knitting socks. I think we're in for quite a ride, guys!
"Boy! I say, boy!"
Give me a little time, please pretty rooster.
Please, I've only got one row to knit.
But roosters can only obey the sun. You'll have to ask rosy fingered dawn.
You could talk to my supervisor if you'd like.
New Claritin D.
Wow, the sun's really bookin'!
Hey! Hey, honey, where ya goin'? You wanna come in?
Ooh - she's mooning us.
Have mercy rosy fingered dawn.
Have mercy on me oh rising golden sun.
And you are...?
Wait 'till I'm done knitting these stockings.
Otherwise I'll be punished severely.
Stepmother said she would tear off my braid.
This is the sun. Your call is very important to us, but due to unusually high call volume...
Oh the world's thrown into chaos - earthquakes, floods -
but that's fine, you knit your sock.
Thank you rosy fingered dawn!
Someday I'll return the favor.
I'm so happy my pretty one.
Thank you. It's done.
Yeah, sure. Do you know any foxy hens? Hey!
You see, I've finished.
You lazy girl. Have you finished yet?
Look. - So you did it on time!
Why you wicked little viper, you wicked little witch.
I'll give you much harder work next time.
In the meantime, go feed the chickens, water the cattles,
lift the wood, and sweep the yard.
Ya know, Mike, I think I just don't like evil Russo-Finnish grandmas.
On the very same morning of the very same day.
Mornin'.
Mornin'.
Hey! Watch it!
Well, the chores are done for the day.
Think I'll go knock off a bottle of Finlandia.
He's got June Ellison hair.
Ivan, my son! - Yes, mama, what is it now?
Bring these bags to be recycled.
You must take care.
Don't worry.
You mustn't forget your mother, Ivan. - Don't worry.
Or me, Jerry Quarry.
You mustn't harm the weak.
Don't worry.
Honor those who are old. - Don't worry.
Just goin' to get a paper.
Halt!
Get a haircut, hippie.
You're captured. - The human schnauzer.
And now, young man, we're going to rob you.
You mean that?
Yes, we do.
Alright.
Rob me.
I'll strip if you want me to.
It's the biggest clove I've ever seen.
He's ignoring his mom's advice: Don't throw cudgels in the air.
Ah, did somebody drop some femurs over here?
I think he's missed the point of juggling.
They're frantically hoping he has a louse comb.
He's got Playboys!
I'm gonna keep doin' this until someone notices me.
Fins celebrate the new year by hurling
giant beef sticks high into the air.
You didn't tell us you were mythical! - Why don't those clubs come down again?
Just wait my eager little bandits.
They'll come down next winter. - Next winter?!
That's right.
Quit bouncing and behaving, boy!
How long did our young hero, Ivan, wander over hill and dale?
Frankly we have no idea.
Who's talking?
The fact remains that Ivan eventually reached faraway and unknown lands.
And the cudgels came down way earlier than next winter and maimed several children.
Ivanushka! - I have a new church hat.
Yeah, I've eaten those and had this happen.
Ivanushka.
Yeah, I always pick that little guy off my pizza.
Ivanushka, try me on a plaza burger.
Are you freaking out yet?
Alright, who's playing hide and seek with me?
Cute outfit. - Guess.
Are you a sorcerer, granddaddy? - I dabble in sorcery a little.
But the truth is that I get bored.
You get bored? - I get bored.
Do you get bored? - C'mon, play with me.
Let's play hide-and-seek together.
With you?
Play hide-and-seek? - Yes.
You're joking. I'd catch you in no time.
Think so? - Yes, I think so.
If you catch me, I'll give you a well bent bow and some
nice straight arrows.
Is that a bargain? - It's a bargain, Father Mushroom.
I thought Jerry Garcia was Father Mushroom.
Finally I have a boyfriend.
Goofy guy.
Goofy guy. - Goofy, funny, wacky scene.
Funny guy.
Goofy guy.
Funny, goofy, funny scene. Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. Goofy, funny scene.
Ivanushka!
Is disappearing elf hide-and-seek were in the Olympics,
Finland would be in great shape.
You didn't catch me.
Alright, you win.
Good boy, Ivan.
Since you admit you lost,
I'm going to give you the things I promised.
Wow, dad, it's a Daisy!
It's a miracle.
Ah - without miracles,
where would we be?
Oh, you're a real magician. - Start running 'shroom.
Wow! It barely works!
Ivan! - Yes?
Come back here. - Why?
You have forgotten the most important thing, Ivan.
And what have I forgotten?
You forgot
to say thank you to a very old man.
You should bow your head down to the ground.
Those who bow run the risk of losing their head.
Ivan!
The bear will bow before you if you like. Not Ivan.
Then so be it.
SoVIET? - Things will come to pass as you say.
Mike, get that, huh? It's a *** movie. - The bear will bow before me
down to the ground.
But it is your back that will bend.
We now end our elf broadcast day.
Yeah, now he's haunted by other vegetables he didn't eat as a child.
He's pursued by a demonic little Brussels sprout, mephitic lima bean.
Yeah, that looks like Crazy Horse.
Okay, movie, we can wait as long as you can.
Heckle and Jekyll in "The Ten Commandments".
It's a fish boil recipe!
Find a feather in the field and throw it to the woods.
If you follow that feather, you will find your destiny.
Touch any part of this rock for more information.
Great. Still don't know where the men's room is.
Yeah, Ron, I'm lookin' at your butt!
Norman, the loons! Kill them!
Oh that's always nice. Good work.
It was a good ride.
Thanks for the feather. You can go back up now.
I just read something about feathers. What was that...
Ah! He's a worthy adversary, that feather is.
My destiny sucks. It's a swamp.
I think her adorability is crashing in on itself.
Please, ma'am, my ears are bleeding.
She's a castrati.
She's retaining a lot of water.
"The minute you walked in the joint..."
I think she's headed for the *** well.
That's a girl! I thought I was a girl!
Gonna make some ***.
Now, making her empty the river is just busy work.
And it runs back down the hill.
I don't mean to push, but are my sock done yet?
How do you do, my pretty little maid?
There's a bull snake on her neck.
Why you're prettiest little thing I've ever seen.
Oh don't be afraid of me.
Look at me, my pretty one, look at me! Look at me all you like.
I have no time to speak to you, I've got to work.
What are you doing?
I'm watering this old stump.
How long will you go on watering? - I mean how dumb are you?
I'll water it until flowers start to bloom on it.
Flowers?
My stepmother told me to.
You must have a very wicked stepmother. - Yep, standard issue.
Stepmothers are stepmothers.
What's your name? - What a conniving face.
Well my name is Nastia.
Nastia?
Darling, will you marry me?
Um, I'm nine! - Are you in a terrible hurry?
Well I'm not crippled or cross-eyed, am I?
I know you're not. - But what am I?
I don't think we would ever make a good couple, though.
What do you mean?
Well, you're a braggart.
I'm not. - So you think I'm a braggart!
I'll have you know I really can do everything.
Yes, I'm a very good plowman, nobody can out-fight me, I'm a good worker
a fisherman, and a dancer, and a hunter.
Here, I'll show you. - A dancer I buy.
I'll shoot that bear down with only one arrow. - No, don't! Don't do that! She has cubs.
Cubs? Well what if she has? - Jappa! Jappa! Jappa!
I'm piddling.
Paul Williams.
Nastia! - Was your bucket full of Rogaine?
What's the matter? - Am I un-bear-able?
Nastenka...
Oh! I'm bear intolerant!
Ooh! Salmon breath!
Let me get you some grubs.
Could you look at your lips and tell me if you're breathing?
She's alive.
Oh, no! I lost my hat!
Dammit, Puck, this time you've gone too far. - What did you do to me?!
What have you done, you witch?! - Mommy!
I've gotta go find a pic-a-nic basket!
Ivanushka! - We have to register at Club Wed!
I swear I didn't do anything to you!
I curse you! I curse you forever!
Every time a meet a man, he's either gay or a bear.
A tribute to Eurasian milfoil.
With Retsin.
The KGB has her under surveillance!
Wicked gross!
I should have married him. I'm getting so old.
I've got to learn how to ride a tricycle in a hurry.
Morning: Hang food in trees. Hey! - ...like a bear,
you wouldn't have the head of a bear.
Forgot to read the fine runes!
Ivan, Ivan. The head of a bear.
Yeah? Bite me, wok-head. - Forgive me, Father Mushroom.
Forgive me, please. - You see, Ivan?
Things have come to pass. The bear bows his head to the ground.
But it's your back that bends.
Oh! Teach me how to be reasonable
and first of all, tell me
exactly what I should do so that I may be a man again!
Alright, listen.
Vagabond with the head of a bear.
Just look at yourself and ask:
Do I crap in the woods? - How did you live?
You see you spent all of your time boasting to everybody.
You loved yourself.
You loved only yourself. You offended everyone else.
Here's my advice to you. - Shave.
Although I'm wondering whether you can understand it.
Of course I understand! - I'm a great understander!
I must go and do a good deed!
And when I've done a good deed, I'll get my own head back.
Ivan! Ivan!
You can make a lot of money wrestling!
You haven't understood anything.
Oh, I didn't know there were that many landmines left in Narnia.
How not to be seen.
So, what, are we lookin' for Waldo here?
Antony! Antony!
It's Prince Spaghetti Day here at the Italian north end of the swamp.
Good morning, little flowers.
Little flowers on the stump. - Yeah, you got the money?
Is Ivan still living today?
Uh...definitely. Definitely, yes. I don't know. Earl, do you wanna take this?
He's alive? - We didn't say that!
Charity, dear little sisters. Dear little brothers, charity.
Dear little sisters, dear little brothers, charity.
Give us alms, for without us, you could not prove your charity.
Great. Shakespeare in the park.
Give to a poor orphan who is homeless,
penniless, crippled, and blind.
Give to the poor, the blind, and the deaf mute. - How much have you in your cup?
Not a copper, not -
Well, if that's the case
here's a copper. - Now shut up!
Ahh...to do a good deed...
I suppose that one copper isn't enough.
Where are you going?
A werewolf!
Run for your life!
Regain your sight and grow your leg back! - A werewolf!
A werebear, actually. - A werewolf!
Like you're such a hunk.
What kind of a good deed
can I do?
Maybe negotiate lasting peace in the mid-east.
She's on her way back from her stick distributor.
Not a very good canoe.
I can't walk another step. - Poor granny!
Here, let me help you. - Yes, my boy, help me
and it will be a good deed. - It will be a good deed?!
Help me. - Oh, yeah, I'd be glad to help.
I need to do a good deed. I need to very badly. Get on.
Where do I get on? - On my back.
On your back? - Climb on.
It's Light Bear Transit.
Do you live far from here, granny?
Oh yes. Very, very far.
It's up the mountain, then down again, and up the mountain on the other side.
Hey, that sounds very good. - Well, if you think so, that's fine.
But don't get all in a sweat. - Here we go.
Giddyup! Let's go.
Babe! Oh no! - She works day and night
sews and knits all the time, except in the morning
when she gulps down her tea, lights the fire,
and gets the breakfast. Then she mops the floor and then, when the breakfast is ready...
I tell you she's a marvel! She's perfect in every respect.
We hear you have another daughter.
I am mama's only daughter. The other one's not my sister.
That's alright. We'll have a look at the other one if you don't mind.
Well, alright.
You'll see her since you insist.
Nastenka?
Quick! Put the dog in a dress!
Nastenka!
Come here!
Well, thanks for listening. It's just my fleas got me down.
Get in there you little viper! - Somebody needs viping!
Nastenka sweetheart of mine. My honey child.
Come, let these folks look at you.
No, matchmaker, this one won't do it all!
She looks like a scarecrow.
Now get out there and do something Russo-Finnish.
Yes. Our little idiot is really horrible-looking.
The spitting image of her father.
I won't say it. I'll be quiet. - Cabbage burp!
Alright. Now start the feast my dear guests. - That's what I've been waiting for.
I drink to your health!
That's all very well, but my son likes goose giblets.
That's his favorite dish. - Ah, yes.
Oh, and eat goose giblets...
Nastenka?
Ah no - your lovely daughter should take care of it. It's up to her.
Come on! Hurry! Hurry or you'll catch cold.
Can't you feel it? That cold mountain wind. Come on, faster! Faster!
Forget the good deed. Eat her!
Here we are. We're home at last.
I'm much obliged to you my handsome prince.
Most bears don't carry compacts. - Look, Granny
True! - are you making fun of me?
Of course not! - Look at me
before you call me handsome - I can't very well do that, my boy.
It's been at least...yes, it's been 10 years since I last looked at something.
You see, I'm blind. - Oh Grandma
I wish I could have gone blind for you.
Oh no, how you talk! - Father Mushroom lied.
Who did?!
And I'll never look at myself again!
Oh, blame the mirror!
Invasion of the Matryoshka People.
She's imprinting on the geese.
Marfushka, my darling daughter!
Help!
Mama!
People's distress is funny!
She caught a water moccasin!
My daughter! My daughter!
Help! Help!
I guess you gotta be Russo-Finnish to get this.
He likes her.
One of the greatest criminal masterminds of the twentieth century.
Nastenka's the one I want.
We're gonna starve this winter.
Well, I suppose we should get back to bein' ugly.
Let's go frighten small children, shall we?
Chewbacca? Where are you?
Hornets don't make honey. I found out the hard way.
Mommy, can I go play at Timmy's?
Did I have to eat all those campers?
A stick. Granny's stick.
How's she going to be able to walk without it?
I've got to take it to her.
Very good, Ivanushka. Very good. - Oh man.
Scott Hamilton's interpretation of "The Three Bears".
Mushroom Guy is starting to *** me off!
Maybe I'm dreaming.
Maybe it's just a vision.
But this is where I first met Nastenka.
Helped me Obi Wan Kenoboski.
Well, got a great stick out of the deal.
But that wicked old magician's laughing at me, I suppose.
I can't shake off his spell.
Oh, geez, I stepped in my own scat.
What?
Very confusing lesson. - So, if you speculate about doing good
it's better than actually doing it? - Apparently.
There's only one thing I still have to do.
Join the band Nelson.
Farewell, Nasten...
Salmon!
Well, that's taken care of.
Now what are you going to do about the fact that you're Finnish.
Nastenka!
No?
The weeks have passed.
The winter winds have begun to blow.
The old man takes his daughter into the heart of the forest.
It was the cantankerous old woman's idea.
She had insisted for so long,
nagged for so long, that the poor old man finally yielded to her will.
Thanks, Dad. - I keep trying to get Marfushka married
but everybody looks at that little viper, Nastenka. Take her far into the forest and lose her.
I never want to see her again. - Do you have to play that tape, Dad?
It's a little *** my self-esteem.
Still, traffic was light and they made good time.
I hope they invent the wheel soon.
Just hear those sleigh bells ring-a-ling...
No.
My old woman can go right ahead and kill me if she wants, but I'm not going to do this.
Not to you, my daughter.
I won't leave you in the woods.
Oh, Zorika.
Come on, boy, we're going back.
You sure this is convenient for you Dad?
Oh, Zorkia!
I don't care if she waves a poker at me.
Or the pitchfork.
Let her rain.
I'm not afraid anymore.
No, my darling daughter, I'm not afraid anymore.
I'll tell her what I think, you'll see.
Oh, Zorkia!
Goodbye, Daddy.
Still, it was good for him to get out of the basement for awhile.
Damn potholes!
Nastia!
Open the doors wide! - That horse is not a real blonde.
Mama. - What's the matter with you?
That's enough!
I'm not putting up with this anymore. Now it's my -
turn to get down in the basement.
I won't say it. I'll be quiet.
Marfushka. Go on into the house. You'll catch cold, darling.
You better watch out!
Don't touch me you coward.
Hey! Jack Frost! Finally! - Wanna translate, Tom?
It's colder than a bucket of penguin poop. It's colder than a polar bear's butt.
The dogs are sticking to the fire hydrants.
Bye bye! - That means "bye bye".
Thank you.
What do you want, Frost?
Hey! He can make the film reverse!
Don't frost her, you big...!
I pray for the death of Jack Frost.
You work for summer, don't ya? Don't ya?!
Where did this little marvel come from.
Little girl, where were you until now?
Back off, Frost! - I... At home.
At home.
Tell me, don't you feel cold?
Oh I feel warm enough, Grandfather Frost.
You're warm. - I'm warm.
Look, I've got mace.
My muffins!
Even now, are you warm
graceful creature?
I'm warm Grandfather Frost.
I am warm, Grandfather. - Am I gonna have to have to call the cops?
You're a very good girl.
Not the contradicting kind. - Yes, I am!
Here you are
my little marvel.
Here's my coat.
Oh - how about you then?
You'll be cold. - Me? Cold?
Why, I'm made of fleshy thinsulate!
A bird. - Let's eat it.
Wow. Bottom line: don't mess with Jack Frost.
Don't bother, my sweet.
It won't do any good. - It's dead. Dead!
In my magic scepter lies the power that spreads the frost.
You have no pity! You are cruel!
No, I am not at all without pity. I am not cruel, I do pity this poor little frozen bird.
But any living creature who touches my magic scepter will never wake up again.
Admittedly, it's a design flaw, but...
What's the matter, my sweet? - Goodbye, Grandfather Frost.
What's wrong, pretty one?! - I'm freezing.
Oh! I say!
Quickly, quickly! My ice sleigh!
Whoa! - My sleigh, ride like the wind!
Uh - think ya got an engine fire.
He's making that sound. - The new 1976 Chevy Sleigh!
Don't lose heart.
Don't lose hope, my sweet.
You won't freeze. - No, I'll take the bus, thanks.
That's it.
That's it. Don't worry.
You'll see. There'll be dancing at your wedding.
Wait till he finds out I blew up the bridge.
Let's just swing into this IHOP for a short stack.
Don't you worry now, little girl.
Everything will be alright, you'll see.
He's never going to forget you.
Well, I'm going out now. - Stoli?
To take a look around.
And see how the birch trees and pines are doing.
She's in trouble, I feel it. - Get down in that basement, old man.
Where do you think you're going?!
***'s on the loose and he's got a gun.
I've never been in such heat!
I need to go out! Oh - wait.
Please, I don't want human hair on my fur. I'm allergic.
Nice kitty.
Put my food on a crystal plate or I'll *** on your socks.
Were are you going, kitty?
Litter box.
Oops.
Alright! Score! I though it was gonna take weeks to do that.
Whoever touches my scepter
will never wake up again.
Yeah? Well maybe it should be stored a little more safely.
At least for Mr (?)
Oh - where the hell did I park?!
So the premise of this movie is that everyone is just nuttier than all get out.
Oh, this will not do. It simply will not do.
Quickly, quickly, we must sprinkle you with frost.
What will it do?
Oh, you're such an idiot! You dunce, you nitwit, you donkey.
You left your scepter in the house.
Without it you can't freeze a thing. - I enjoy watching people's mental illness.
You moron. You're a worthless piece of crap like something I scrape off my shoe.
Duh! Here comes Jack Frost! You're an idiot!
Clear out the bathroom! - Hello there! Who will open the door?
So he lives in a sort of Christian-pagan funhouse.
Nastenka?
I've come back already. - Oh, great, the toilet backed-up.
Bad dog! Stop it! Don't do that to my leg! Stop it!
Give me the damn snausage, man. I know it's in your pocket.
I don't wanna go to church, Fido, I'm agnostic!
It's the Crystal Cathedral North.
Greetings, Ivan.
Killed your girlfriend. Coffee?
Greetings, Grandfather Frost.
Have you come for Nastenka? - For Naste...?
Or are you here about the '87 Buick?
Let me take you round back, show you the new Lawn Boy.
So, couple more snowmobilers ate it last night.
Look, she was already frozen when I got here. It ain't my fault, man.
Nastenka! - It's a positive ID, then.
She's asleep.
Oh, am I that transparent?
So, Frost, you killed her. That's the long and short of it.
Why is she sleeping? Now, by day?
Ivanushka...
She sleeps day and night. - She's really lazy.
I'm outta wiper fluid.
I hurt your feelings, Nastenka.
Won't you please forgive me.
And my A-Ha hairdo?
Please. - Take on me.
Take me on.
She's done!
So, she sleeps forever only in a relative sense.
Sheesh! It's the first time I've relaxed in weeks. Leave me alone.
Oh, it's you.
I'll be gone, so take...
Ivanushka.
Well, now I can call that Debbie girl. Oh! Oh hi, honey!
What the hell! It's supposed to keep her sleeping forever.
Now where's that bird, just running around free outside somewhere?
It took years of intense training to get the dog to walk like that.
Ivanushka.
Hey, it's the three horses of the apocalypse.
The fourth dropped out cause he had too many after-school activities.
It's Santa Claus Jr.
Hi! Behold a pale horse.
Guess they got one of them quickie Icelandic marriages.
Mom! I married a Beefeater!
And the vicious cycle of A Dish to Pass continues.
We spit on your doorstep! Ptooey!
Please take me with you. Please, please.
I'd like you to meet... - Uh, what's your name again?
Ivanushka, my fiance.
I can't look at them, honey, they're horrible.
Father, listen to me, I will explain everything.
Grandfather Frost found me in the forest.
First he took me with him to his dwelling. - Then he kinda killed me.
He arranged the betrothal with Ivanushka.
And then he gave me this dowry.
Gummy bears!
Isn't the bridegroom handsome! - And Nastenka looks just like a princess!
No, like a queen!
And Marfushka looks like a rich bag of rotten potatoes.
Alright, get out of here!
Oh! A hockey game breaks out!
We'll stay at a hotel. - I'll show you who's a sack of potatoes!
Marfushka, no, please don't get excited.
Get out of here, all of you!
I want a fiance! I want precious stones! I want stones, stones!
So, according to Marfushka's wishes
and the old woman's orders,
the old man took Marfushka into the heart of the forest
and left her beneath the tall pine tree.
Where she drank herself into oblivion. The end.
What's on the spit?
You cook a mighty fine rabbit, pilgrim.
And a month's rations are gone in an hour.
Tell me, are you warm little one?
Huh, "warm".
"Warm" he says.
Can't you see my hands and feet are frozen.
But it's nearly 10 degrees out. It's sweltering!
Who is this freak of nature?
Alright, pal.
You're dead man.
You just got yourself a big sled-load of whoop-***, Frost.
Bring on my fiance! And my dowry too!
A real big dowry and make it quick.
You stuttering, frosted freak!
Oh, it's the Seven Dwarves.
Filthy, Rotting, Lousy, Skanky, Scabby, Septic
and... Doc.
You know, it's so true, what they say there.
Original soundtrack on Polygram Records.
Silence! To your stations!
We have stations?
We're going to rob!
And we're gonna rock!
Here they come!
Where dwarves dare.
Surprise! Happy birthday to...
A wildcat strike broke out in the Keebler cookie mines today.
Take that, Hamburgler!
Ivanushka!
Cymbal Fist, the new action hero!
I never liked you. I'm gonna make this tighter.
Jackie Chan IS Ivanushka.
Ma'am, could you wiggle just a little bit?
On your feet! Up!
Oh yeah. It's rainin' cinematic payoff.
These are our own clubs coming down!
Isn't it ironic?
Don't you think?
Ivanushka.
Wait up-shka.
Nastenka! - Ivan! Look out!
Oh! You old witch! - Take pity on an the poor grandmother...
We won't have the slightest pity for you. - I'm quite miffed at your attempted ***!
And the dog ate her. The end.
Okay?
Oh, she's really a great old gal.
Ivanushka. - It's over between us.
Nastenka.
You know, they fight a lot, but they stay together because the sex is fantastic.
It's a three pig open sleigh! - On Wilber, on Gordy, on Babe!
Where's your dowry? - Here.
You idiot!
Counting Us!
Proving again that slightly unattractive people ARE evil.
Your pain gives us joy!
I won't say it. I'll be quiet.
Now I'll give the orders!
Because the crows have taught me a valuable lesson.
Let the wedding begin!
And they became professional Faberge egg imitators.
Man, the Bulgarian Women's Chorus is a rockin' reception band.
They were flanked at the reception by Pappy Yokum and Mother Theresa.
Mother took me down seconds after I took power.
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Wedding
Please enjoy the deep-fried rocks.
You know, you just know their gonna be dancing to "Proud Mary" in about an hour.
Enjoy a mug of penetrating wood finish.
Yeah, right, until the mushroom guy moved in.