Ippolit Vorobyaninov:
You're not worth spitting on!

Father Fyodor:
Oh yeah? Well, you are!

Nikolai Sestrin:
I hate people I don't like.

Father Fyodor:
Oh, God! You're so strict!

Ostap Bender:
Let's just say that I am very much in lust with you.

Ippolit Vorobyaninov:
I am cousin Kiev, from Vorobyaninov. All of the Michaels are dead.