Character: Victor Bagrov (Tartar)

Freedom To Angela Davis!

- What would he want? Some crawfish? What do you want?
- Dirt said, dirty food, crawfish eating, they have not.
- The dirt. What? Yes, look at you, black bastard. You "Moidodyr" read? Now get out of here!
- Twist, cut, okay. Black, go go.
- Nigger? Whom you called nigger?
- In vain you called a Negro.
Who is he?
- African American.
- What's the difference?
The nigger is an insulting expletive.
- Yes, I was in school I taught in China, Chinese living in Germany, the Germans, in this Israel, the Jews, the Negroes in Africa!
- That bitch, they spoiled.

- Hey, Dan, he's not leaving.
- Brother.
... and then, in Nikolaev the Bank went and asked the mother recorded everything, and I guard the goat, says: there is no such. So, I thought... If anyone in the Museum... there's no Money, passport on every corner. Well, the police put on pants.

- A thing! Real?
- Chapayev!.
- Those were the days! And let this take. Such a thing!

- What is it?
- Russian Ukrainian mafia shooting. Came in the evening to the restaurant "lions" and killed them all. Oh, now grenades with gas start to shoot.
- How would you know?
- What movie watch?
- I'm staying! I'm staying! I'm gonna live here!

- What do you want, I don't understand your shit!
I am the police!
- Come on, I'm a policeman.

- Hey, bro, how I do I get downtown?
- By taxi.
Hey, fellow countryman, where do the Russians live here?
Moskal is not my countryman.
Banderovets?
- What?!
- Okay, guys, bye.

- Come with me to America?
- Yes, even in Africa.