Ivan Vasilevich menyaet professiyu (Ivan Vasilyevich Changes Occupation) Page #3

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Can you Iift a waII Iike that

in a store?

- My, what a usefuI invention!

- You came to Shapk's with a recorder?

Forget the waII.

The most important thing is that

through waIIs I can pierce space.

I can enter time.

I can go 200, 300 years back!

You have ignored my question

about the tape recorder.

Darn you!

What a machine! A breakthrough in

science and technoIogy! Darn you again!

I can't wait!

Let's go back into the past

and see the ancient Moscow!

What are you saying, Timofeyev?

Before seeing the ancient Moscow,

get a permission from the authorities!

Just a minute!

If you mess again with the academic's

tests and stop technoIogicaI progress...

- I'm going to...

- CaIm down! CaIm down! I got it.

Do it.

- I'm so nervous.

- Don't chicken! I'm here!

...to the heavenIy abode...

...to the Reverend Father Superior,

Kuzma...

Kuzma...

the Tsar and Grand Duke of aII Russia...

Of aII Russia...

is bowing Iow.

Go on writing.

Look!

That's Ivan the TerribIe!

You're kidding!

Mamma mia!

The demons!

The demons!

The demons!

Away!

Stay away!

Woe is me, the sinner!

Woe is me, cursed murderer!

The eviI spirit!

- Wait! Where are you going? Wait!

- Go away, vanish, eviI spirit!

- Who are You caIIing?

- The poIice.

- Put down the phone.

- What? What do you mean?

- The phone! Put down the phone!

- Why? I won't!

Put down the phone, I say!

- Easy! Easy!

- I'II crush you, big hat!

Where are the demons?

Get them!

Wait! Wait!

They've bricked me up!

They've bricked me up, the demons!

That's what the Iife-giving cross

can do!

And where's the tsar?

You shouIdn't drink so much.

Where are they?

Hurry! Move it!

Why are they yeIIing?

They cannot yeII.

They're aII dead.

See how those dead can shoot?

- Open up, dog!

- Whom is he addressing?

- You.

- Me?!

Oh, I feeI so bad!

Bespeak again, aren't you a demon?

I toId you aIready.

I'm not a demon!

Don't dare Iying to me!

You're Iying to a tsar!

Not by human wish, but by God's wiII,

am I the tsar!

Very weII!

I see that you're a tsar...

AIas, aIas, I'm the tsar

Ivan VassiIyevich!

Send me back, magician!

I cannot! You see,

because of this poIe-axe!

Thank you!

The transistors have burned,

so I cannot send you back

untiI I buy the new ones.

- Buy them, then.

- The stores are cIosed for Iunch.

Oh, woe is me!

- Take it easy, Ivan VassiIyevich!

- Oh, woe is me!

- do You drink vodka?

- Yes, the anise one!

Good.

UnfortunateIy, there's no anise vodka.

I say, there's no anise vodka,

onIy StoIichnaya!

Drink it!

- Taste it from My cup.

- Why?

Go on, taste it...

You think I want to poison you?

We don't do that any more,

and in our day, you'd sooner get

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