Vladimir, Prince of Kiev

— Hey, summon the executioner!
— Wait, knyaz! The executioner is no help here. No axe can cut out what a pen has written about!
— Can`t it? My executioner is a virtuoso...

What`s a Russian wedding without the fights? Hooray!

A man without a wife is like a tree without a caterpillar.

— What do you mean on foot? I won`t go anywhere on foot!
— Shall i sent you, knyaz, back to Kiev?
— Send me?! Who do you think you are! To send the knyaz anywhere!

There! The horse is mine, and the treasury is mine, and the treasury is mine, and the horse is mine! Everything`s mine!

— What is this? Where did she some from? Conspired behind my back...
— Not at all, Ilya! Cross my heart! And anyway, it`s always useful to have a chick on a voyage. I mean, for cooking or doing laundry. For example, my sleeves are dirty...

And i... I have dirty sleeves! And i am a Knyaz!

— Give up, Russians!
— Russians never give up!
— Where are the Russians? These, huh?