Ivan Tsarevich & the Grey Wolf Page #3

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While here with these ears.

- King-Father!

- What?

Anyway, I am going to Vasilisa.

Compile me a list of the best grooms from the neighboring kingdoms.

And you prepare the sports facilities by the 14th.

That's all. Free to go.

So this is your market?

Ours is completely different.

You sell more,

and we mainly buy.

- And what's that?

- Sauerkraut.

Well, it is.

But we do it differently.

You pickle the cabbage, and we cabbage the pickle.

What is this? A bucket? No,

our buckets work differently.

You pour the water inside,

and we pour outside.

To pour faster.

What if she does not want to listen to me?

- That is possible.

- What do you mean possible?

- Be careful with what you're saying.

Am I king or am I not the king?

- King

Here. If she starts to get stubborn,

I will force her to get married!

- That's right. Show the royal will.

- What's right? I pity the girl.

And I do not want to do it.

What if some Ivan Tsarevich comes,

starts walking around in his

underwear, giving orders.

- I'm going to try.

- Everything will be well.

What will be well? What

are you, a Russian radio? Take off the crown.

- What?

- Take off the crown, I say!

- So it will all be easygoing, laid back.

- King, don't start with the marriage.

- Start from afar.

- You're instructing me?

Thank God in I've been in politics

for over 200 years. Open.

He is afraid of his daughter. Not afraid

of anyone, but afraid of his daughter.

Ok. Daughter...

- What weather today, right?

- What?

Why do you immediately say: "What!" Nice weather today I said.

How beautifully your

cat plays Tchaikovsky.

- This is Schubert.

- Nobody asked!

You play Schubert, as if it

were Tchaikovsky. Even worse.

- By the way, why are you not at work?

- I have lunchtime.

Well then go to lunch.

Shoo, I say!

You, father, are trying in

vain, I will not get married.

What's with the "marriage"?

And anyway...

Why not?

You are too lazy to get married, or what?

Not that difficult.

Well, I mean, you know.

Here, look what grooms we picked for you. All are handsome!

Ok, this one does not count.

Look. This one's too old.

But this one is normal.

Well, almost normal.

- If I ever get married, it

will be only for love!

- What is love?!

- Why are you here?

- Me? What about you?

I was not here...

Despot!

Voluntarist!

These are your sunflower seeds?

Funny.

In our far-far-far-away kingdom, they are the

size of a fist. Eat one - and you're full.

That's the high striker you got.

We do it differently.

You strike it with your hands, and we

strike it with our feet.

- Tyrant!

- That's it, I have no strength left.

Here's my king's word! You are going to get

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