Citas

Moscow on the Hudson

Vladimir Ivanoff: Yesterday I bought my first pair of American shoes. They were made in Italy.

Vladimir Ivanoff: [confronting a stranger following him down the street] FBI?
Gay Man on Street: FBI? No.
Vladimir Ivanoff: KGB?
Gay Man on Street: No. G-A-Y.
Vladimir Ivanoff: Gay? Oh, no, no.
Gay Man on Street: Sorry. You have a nice face. I thought we had a "moment" back there.

The Judge: Ladies and Gentlemen, good morning. Today you will become citizens of the United States of America. No longer are you an Englishman, Italian, a Pole or whatever, neither will you be a hyphenated American. From this day you are no longer a subject of a governement, but an intergal part of the government, a free man. May you find in this nation the fulfillment of your dreams of Peace and Security, and may America in turn never find you wanting in your new proud role of citizen of the United States. Will the petitioners please rise. Now let us take the oath of allegiance.

Vladimir Ivanoff: In Moscow we fought for an inch of freedom! Here you take it and pour shit all over it.

Orlando Ramirez, Vladimir's Cuban Lawyer: My father was called Orlando. He rolled the finest cigars in Havana. "Orlando el Rey," they called him..."Orlando the King." Then Castro came along and my father was on his ass.
Vladimir Ivanoff: Castro is a great man.
Orlando Ramirez, Vladimir's Cuban Lawyer: Castro is a Cuban bullshit artist who has been taken in by Russian bullshit artists!

Vladimir Ivanoff: That be two big Macs, one quarter pounder with cheese, six pieces chicken McNuggets, two boxes Ronald McDonald cookies, one order McFries, two chocolate McShakes. Meh that to go?
Woman in McDonalds: No, I eat it here.
Vladimir Ivanoff: Come back McSoon.

Lionel Witherspoon, Bloomingdales Security Officer: [as a clearly nervous Vladimir pours water over himself in Bloomingdale's] What do you think you're doing?
Vladimir Ivanoff: I defect.
Lionel Witherspoon, Bloomingdales Security Officer: Not here, you don't. There's a men's room down the hall.

[last lines]
Vladimir Ivanoff: [voice over as he plays his saxophone in the park] This is a free country, welcome to almost anyone. And I'm hoping someday maybe you will join me here. Of course I will continue to write to you every week. Yes, in America almost anything is possible. Goodbye for now my beloved family. I love you. Voyia

Vladimir Ivanoff: You don't look like Marxist.
Veronica Cohen: I'm not. I'm a humanist. What does a marxist look like anyway?
Vladimir Ivanoff: Usually has beard, mustache.
Veronica Cohen: A-ha, the women too?
Vladimir Ivanoff: In Russia, especially women.
[Anatoly waves a small american flag at Vladiimir from across the room]
Vladimir Ivanoff: Excuse me, I a... happy to talk to you, but I must now to make toilet.

Vladimir Ivanoff: I read about slavery.
Lionel Witherspoon, Bloomingdales Security Officer: Yeah, with slavery at least the work was steady.
Vladimir Ivanoff: Sounds like Russia.
[Lionel starts laughting]
Vladimir Ivanoff: I make joke. That's ok. I feel to make joke in other language, is all good. O.K.
Lionel Witherspoon, Bloomingdales Security Officer: O.K.

Vladimir's Grandfather: [in Russian] There are whores in Gorky Park who have carved my name into trees!

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