If society does not have a color differentiation of pants. Color differentiation of pants (system analysis)

Color differentiation of pants

In the film "Kin-dza-dza! » the following pants classification was used:

Pants color	Privilege	Who has the right to wear	Who wears in the movie	Note
Blue pants	Private pool (Mr. PJ), own security. There may be other privileges as well.	Ruler of the planet Plyuk (possibly also some higher officials)	Mr. PJ, as well as VIPs in the crowd in the "Plyuka Championship" scene.
Raspberry pants	Patsaks and chatlians are required to squat in front of the owner of the pants (patsak - twice, and chatlanin - once). In addition, the owners of the crimson pants have the status of immunity (the Eciloppi are forbidden to beat them at night).	Wealthy residents of Plyuk, who own big amount KC	Mister PJ's mother, as well as the leader of the smugglers who stole a box of matches
yellow pants	In front of the owner of the pants, the boys must squat and say “Ku” not once, but twice.	Wealthy residents of Plyuk who have a KC	Dwarf
Lilac pants	Privileges unknown. Pants are lower in status than crimson. It is also likely that below the yellow ones.	Wealthy residents of Plyuk	The girlfriend of the leader of the rich smugglers	The ringleader's girlfriend probably didn't have her own CC and therefore couldn't wear yellow pants
Green pants	Privileges unknown. Pants are lower in status than lilac.	Wealthy residents of Plyuk	A wealthy one-armed smuggler, secret agent.	The one-armed smuggler, judging by his behavior, has less power in the gang than the leader's girlfriend, dressed in lilac pants. In the book “The Toaster Drinks to the Bottom”, Georgy Danelia reports that “green pants are for riff-raff”.

In addition to the listed varieties of colored pants, the characters in the film wear pants of some other colors, however, whether these pants are a status symbol and whether they give any privileges to their owners is unknown.

Pants color	Who wears in the movie
White pants	Chatlanin Uef, etsylops-judge (who sent Uef and Bee to etsikh), etsylops with muzzles, personal patsak of Mr. PJ. Also, in white pants, Mr. PJ himself likes to appear on holograms, demonstrating his love for the people.
orange pants	A mustachioed Eciloppus pilot, a dissident Chatlanin Kyrr (the author of the phrase “the boys sat on the heads of the Chatlans”), a cowardly Eciloppus pilot (“I immediately pressed the mouthguard”), Boy Bi.
Black trousers	The ringleader of smugglers (before he got rich), the guard of the etsikh, the fat chatlanin on the train, some spitting at the Ferris wheel.
Gray pants	Tsang (a woman on a cart), a watchman with a serpentine on his head, some spitting at the Ferris wheel.

Quotes from the movie "Kin-dza-dza!"

- "Yes simple game. I give you half a chatl, you give me three matches on Earth. Come on, spit, son." - "Thanks, I don't want to." - “Well, you give me one match, I give you three chatl, yellow pants and such a head start. Let's!" - "No ..." - "Blue pants ..." - "Mr. Uef, I will not under any circumstances."
"Savages! Listen, I love you, I'll teach you. If I have a little KC, I have the right to wear yellow pants. And in front of me, the kid should not squat once, but twice. If I have a lot of KC, I have the right to wear raspberry pants, and in front of me both the patsak must squat twice and do the chatlaninka. And Eciloppus has no right to beat me at night! Never!"
- “I have such a proposal, my dear. Will you give us a match now, and then we will bring you yellow pants, okay?” - “Thank you, I already have it, maybe the Violinist needs it? Violinist! Here the aliens fartsuet pants ... Yellow, do you need?
“Me on a planet where they don’t know who should squat in front of whom? Nonsense!"
“Such an offer. We find the Violinist, fly to the local government... We say who we are, where we are from... They give us a gravitsappa, and we organize mutually beneficial trade - you give us yellow pants, and we give you as much KC as you want.
"Yellow pants - two times ku!"
"Hey! Boy! Anyway, now you will throw back your hooves. Tell the truth for once in your life. Why didn't he move with that goat when he could? What did you want? Raspberry pants? PZh pool? Tell what?"
"When society has no color differentiation pants - then there is no goal! And when there is no goal ... "
“How do you roll out a pepelats without a gravitsappa from the garage?”
“And how do you determine on Earth - who should squat in front of whom how many times?” - "Well, it's on the eye" - "Savages!"
"Without the color differentiation of pants, society is devoid of purpose."

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Links

Sokolov B. G. Color differentiation of pants (system analysis) // Anecdote as a phenomenon of culture. Materials of the round table November 16, 2002. St. Petersburg: St. Petersburg Philosophical Society, 2002. P. 109-116.

p o r Kin-Dza-Dza!
Works and adaptations	Galaxy Kin-dza-dza (novel) Kin-dza-dza (film) Kin-dza-dza-dza (cartoon)
Characters	Uncle Vova · Violinist · Bee · Uef · Abradox
Character groups	Patsaki Chatlane Etsiloppi
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The color of pants is a good metaphor for visible attributes, symbols that power needs.

When a society has no color differentiation of pants, then there is no purpose! And when there is no goal, there is no future!

Color differentiation of pants

In the film "Kin-dza-dza! » the following pants classification was used:

Pants color	Privilege	Who has the right to wear	Who wears in the movie
Blue pants	Private pool (Mr. PJ), own security. There may be other privileges as well.	Plyuk's top elite: the ruler of the planet (possibly also some high-ranking officials) and persons with a very large amount of KC (according to the script of the film - 3 grams)	Mr. PJ, as well as VIPs in the crowd in the "Plyuka Championship" scene. IN animated film“Ku! Kin-dza-dza "Mr. PJ does not wear blue pants.
Raspberry pants	Patsaks and chatlians are required to squat in front of the owner of the pants (patsak - twice, and chatlanin - once). In addition, the owners of the crimson pants have the status of immunity (the Eciloppi are forbidden to beat them at night).	Wealthy residents of Plyuk, who own a large number of KC (according to the scenario - 2 grams)	Mom of Mr. PJ, as well as the leader of the smugglers, who stole a box of matches from earthlings by deceit.
yellow pants	In front of the owner of the pants, the boys must squat and say “Ku” not once, but twice.	Wealthy residents of Plyuk with 1 gram of CC	Dwarf

Pants color	Who wears in the movie
White pants	Chatlanin Uef, etsylops-judge (who sent Uef and Bee to etsikh), etsylops with muzzles, personal patsak of Mr. PJ. Also, in white pants, Mr. PJ himself likes to appear on holograms, demonstrating his love for the people.
orange pants	A mustachioed Eciloppus pilot, a dissident Chatlanin Kyrr (the author of the phrase “the boys sat on the heads of the Chatlans”), a cowardly Eciloppus pilot (“I immediately pressed the mouthguard”), Boy Bi.
Black trousers	The ringleader of smugglers (before he got rich), the guard of the etsikh, the fat chatlanin on the train, some spitting at the Ferris wheel.
Gray pants	Tsan (a woman on a trolley), a watchman boy with a serpentine on his head, some spitting at the Ferris wheel, Uncle Vova, Violinist.
Lilac pants	The girlfriend of the leader of the rich smugglers
Green pants	A wealthy one-armed smuggler, an Eciloppus in civilian clothes. In the book “The Toaster Drinks to the Bottom”, Georgy Danelia reports that “green pants are for riff-raff”.

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Prince Andrei, leaving the front line, rode along the front. Our chain and the enemy's were on the left and on the right flank far apart, but in the middle, in the place where the truce passed in the morning, the chains came together so close that they could see each other's faces and talk among themselves. In addition to the soldiers who occupied the chain in this place, on both sides stood many curious people who, chuckling, looked at strange and alien enemies.
From early morning, despite the prohibition to approach the chain, the chiefs could not fight off the curious. The soldiers standing in chains, like people showing something rare, no longer looked at the French, but made their observations of those who came and, bored, waited for a change. Prince Andrei stopped to examine the French.
“Look, look,” one soldier said to a comrade, pointing to a Russian musketeer soldier who, with an officer, approached the chain and talked something often and passionately with the French grenadier. “Look, he mutters so cleverly! Already the guardian does not keep up with him. Well, what are you, Sidorov!
- Wait, listen. Look, smart! - answered Sidorov, who was considered a master of speaking French.
The soldier pointed out by the laughers was Dolokhov. Prince Andrei recognized him and listened to his conversation. Dolokhov, together with his company commander, entered the chain from the left flank, on which their regiment stood.
- Well, more, more! the company commander incited, leaning forward and trying not to utter a single word he did not understand. – Please, more often. What he?
Dolokhov did not answer the company commander; he was involved in a heated argument with a French grenadier. They talked, as they should have, about the campaign. The Frenchman argued, confusing the Austrians with the Russians, that the Russians had surrendered and fled from Ulm itself; Dolokhov argued that the Russians did not give up, but beat the French.
“Here they order to drive you away and drive you away,” Dolokhov said.
“Just try not to be taken away with all your Cossacks,” said the French grenadier.
The French spectators and listeners laughed.
- You will be forced to dance, as you danced under Suvorov (on vous fera danser [you will be forced to dance]), - said Dolokhov.
- Qu "est ce qu" il chante? [What is he singing there?] - said one Frenchman.
- De l "histoire ancienne, [ Ancient history,] - said another, guessing that it was about the previous wars. - L "Empereur va lui faire voir a votre Souvara, comme aux autres ... [The Emperor will show your Suvar, like others ...]
“Bonaparte…” began Dolokhov, but the Frenchman interrupted him.
- No Bonaparte. There is an emperor! Sacre nom… [Damn it…] he shouted angrily.
“Damn him to your emperor!”
And Dolokhov cursed in Russian, rudely, like a soldier, and, throwing up his gun, walked away.
"Let's go, Ivan Lukich," he said to the company commander.
“That’s how it is in the guardian style,” the soldiers in the chain began to speak. - Come on, Sidorov!
Sidorov winked and, turning to the French, began to babble incomprehensible words often, often:
“Kari, mala, tafa, safi, muder, kaska,” he muttered, trying to give expressive intonations to his voice.
- Go Go go! ha ha, ha, ha! Wow! Wow! - there was a roar of such healthy and cheerful laughter between the soldiers, involuntarily communicated to the French through the chain, that after that it seemed necessary to unload their guns, blow up the charges and disperse as soon as possible to everyone's homes.
But the guns remained loaded, the loopholes in the houses and fortifications looked forward just as menacingly, and just as before, the cannons turned against each other, removed from the limbers.

Having traveled around the entire line of troops from the right to the left flank, Prince Andrei climbed the battery from which, according to the officer’s headquarters, the entire field was visible. Here he got off his horse and stopped at the last of the four guns removed from the limbers. A sentry gunner walked ahead of the guns, stretched out in front of the officer, but at the sign made to him resumed his even, boring walk. Behind the guns were the limbers, still behind the hitching post and fires of the artillerymen. To the left, not far from the last gun, was a new wicker hut, from which animated officer voices were heard.
Indeed, from the battery, a view of almost the entire disposition of Russian troops and most of the enemy was opened. Directly opposite the battery, on the horizon of the opposite hillock, the village of Shengraben could be seen; to the left and to the right, in three places, among the smoke of their fires, masses of French troops could be distinguished, which, obviously, most of was in the village itself and beyond the mountain. To the left of the village, in the smoke, it seemed that something like a battery, but with a simple eye could not be seen well. Our right flank was located on a rather steep hill, which dominated the position of the French. Our infantry was stationed along it, and dragoons were visible at the very edge. In the center, where Tushin's battery was located, from which Prince Andrei examined the position, there was the most gentle and direct descent and ascent to the stream that separated us from Shengraben. To the left, our troops adjoined the forest, where the fires of our infantry chopping firewood smoked. The French line was wider than ours, and it was clear that the French could easily outflank us on both sides. Behind our position was a steep and deep ravine, along which it was difficult for artillery and cavalry to retreat. Prince Andrei, leaning on the cannon and taking out his wallet, drew for himself a plan for the disposition of the troops. In two places he made notes with a pencil, intending to communicate them to Bagration. He intended, firstly, to concentrate all the artillery in the center and, secondly, to transfer the cavalry back to the other side of the ravine. Prince Andrei, constantly being with the commander-in-chief, following the movements of the masses and general orders, and constantly studying historical descriptions battles, and in this forthcoming business he involuntarily considered the future course of hostilities only in in general terms. He imagined only the following kind of major accidents: “If the enemy leads an attack on the right flank,” he said to himself, “the Kiev grenadier and Podolsk chasseurs will have to hold their position until the reserves of the center approach them. In this case, the dragoons can hit the flank and knock them over. In the event of an attack on the center, we set up the central battery on this hill and, under its cover, pull the left flank and retreat to the ravine in echelons, ”he reasoned to himself ...

April 10th, 2011 01:42 pm

Guess the movie with one quote)))

VIOLINIST: Comrade, there is a man who says that he is an alien, something must be done.
UNCLE VOVA: Call 03.
VIOLINIST: I'll call, only he's almost barefoot.

UNCLE VOVA: And what do you see? A?
VIOLINIST: Sand...
UNCLE VOVA: So, this damn thing worked ... But did this goat with holes remain there? Quietly, calmly only ... The sun is there, the sand is there, the attraction is there. Where are we? We are on Earth.

VIOLINIST: No, a stranger. Professor Rogozin. He gave us a patron's concert, and then they forgot to put the violin on the plane.
UNCLE VOVA: A banquet?
VIOLINIST: No, lunch...

UNCLE VOVA: Hello! We are our tourists, lagged behind the group. Give us a lift to the city, and there we somehow already ourselves ... Translate.
VIOLINIST: Do you speak English?
UEF: Kuu?

UNCLE VOVA: Not a single letter, not a single "made in" ...

VIOLINER: Vladimir Nikolaevich, maybe we still...
UNCLE VOVA: Yes, typical Martians.

BI: Lyusenka, dear, infection, this pasta surrendered to you.
UNCLE VOVA: So-so. So we know Russian. Why did you need to hide?
BI: And we do not hide. It is very difficult to penetrate a language when you think in two languages at once.
UEF: And this kid all the time speaks in tongues, the continuation of which he does not know. What are you staring at, maimuna verishvilo?
VIOLINIST: They know Georgian too...
UNCLE VOVA: What did he say?
VIOLINIST: The monkey is the son of the donkey.

BI: Vladimir Nikolaevich! You said, if we take you, you will give everything. And you yourself stole a match from us! Patsak doesn’t deceive a patsak, it’s ugly, dear ...

UNCLE VOVA: Don't move! Show me your gravipapa. Branded item - take it.
UEF: Boy! What bullshit will smuggled kts take from me here in front of witnesses, when for him a life-long etsikh with nails? Do you have brains or kyu in your head?

UEF: Stop! Stop, I say! Who are you? I ask, who are you?
UNCLE VOVA: Alien foreman.
UEF: No. You are a kid. And who are you?
violinist: I am Georgian.
UEF: No, no, you're a kid too. You are a boy, you are a boy and he is a boy. And I'm a chatlanin, and they're a chatlanin! So why don't you put on your coat and sit in the ashes, okay?

BI: Vladimir Nikolayevich, you have a wife at home, a son with a double-dealership, you haven't paid for a cooperative apartment, and here you are powdering your brains. It will end badly, dear.

VIOLINER: Excuse me, but are Chatlans and Patsaks a nationality?
UEF: No.
VIOLINIST: biological factor?
UEF: No.
VIOLINIST: Faces from other planets?
UEF: No.
VIOLINER: And how do they differ from each other?
UEF: What are you, colorblind, Violinist - green color Can't you tell the difference from orange? Tourist…

UEF: Yes, it's a simple game. I give you half a chatl, you give me three matches on the ground. Come on, spit here.
VIOLINIST: Thank you, I don't want to.
UEF: Well, you give me one match, I give you three chatl, yellow pants and such a head start. Let's!
VIOLINER: No...
UEF: Blue pants…
VIOLINIST: Mr. Uef, I will not under any circumstances.
UEF: Back word? So why are you powdering my brains then, maimuna verishilo!
VIOLINIST: Mister Uef! I am a representative of a civilized planet, and I demand that you follow your vocabulary! In!

UEF: Violinist, instead of thinking all the time that you are the first Georgian cosmonaut, and what do you nobel prize give, return the spoon that you stole from the poor artists.
VIOLINER: I didn’t think anything of the sort… I wanted to submit it to the Institute of Non-Ferrous Metals, maybe something new…
BI: Heaven! The sky has never seen such a shameful kid as you, Violinist. I mourn very deeply.

BI: Well, here you are, on Earth, how do you determine who should sit down in front of whom for how long?
UNCLE VOVA: Well, it's by eye.
UEF: Savages!

UEF: I have such a proposal, dear. You will give us a match now, and we will bring you yellow pants later, okay?
UNCLE VOVA: Thank you, I already have it, maybe the Violinist needs it? Violinist! Here the aliens fartsuet pants ... Yellow. Do you need?
BI: But there is no Violinist, dear ...
UNCLE VOVA: Why not?
UEF: I catapulted him.
BI: Don't worry, Vladimir Nikolaevich, we have another catapult. New. This one is still messed up.
UNCLE VOVA: I don't understand...

UNCLE VOVA: Are you sleeping?
VIOLINIST: No.
UNCLE VOVA: Cheer up, Violinist. If there is a gravitsapa on this Plyuk, we will get it. Didn't get that...

violinist: Yes, I sneezed at your ecelope!
UNCLE VOVA: Calm down, Violinist, don't annoy the lady...

Violinist: That's because you say what you don't think, and you think what you don't think, so you sit in cages. And in general, all this bitter cataclysm that I observe here, and Vladimir Nikolaevich too ...

UNCLE VOVA: So what? Is everything whole?
VIOLINIST: I stole the cologne.
UNCLE VOVA: Woman...

GALINA BORISOVNA: You are an adult, Gedevan Aleksandrovich. You studied for one semester and disappeared for years! Showed up! With some kind of pebble, with some piece of Caucasian ceramics and a donkey bell! And you apply for ... Well, and besides, if you are able to play music, then why didn’t you take part in our course amateur performances? Excuse me, Violinist, but this is elementary ku!

BI: Check! And he said "second class".
UEF: He's a braggart!
VIOLINIST: Foul play, you win at the expense of my brains.
UEF: If you had brains, you would be studying at MGIMO now, and not here to powder everyone's mood.

UEF: Uncle Vova, you need to turn the dog, dog.
UNCLE VOVA: On! Do it yourself!
UEF: I can't, I'm a chatlanin.
UNCLE VOVA: Get out of here! How to advise, so all chatlans, how to work, so ...

BI: Uef, have you ever seen such a little kid being such a materialistic kyu?
UEF: Never. I said - Violinist is not needed, here is the result.

VIOLINIST: If there was a sea here, why are there no shells?
UEF: Do you still have seas on Earth?
VIOLINIST: And there are seas, and there are rivers, and there are decent people, Mr. Uef.
UEF: Savages, I want to cry.

UNCLE VOVA: It's a pity, the authorities don't see me now. The salary would be raised.
VIOLINER: Quiet, Uncle Vova, they are watching us...
UNCLE VOVA: Ku!

UEF: It's not an airship, you fool! This is Mr. PJ's last breath.
VIOLINER: Nonsense! How could one person breathe so much air before death? Absurd.
BI: Fear the sky! PJ is alive! And I'm happy!
UEF: And I'm even happier.

UNCLE VOVA: Astronauts! Who's the bitch here?
UEF: There, a rusty nut, dear.
UNCLE VOVA: Everything here is rusty!
UEF: And this one is the most rusty one.

VIOLIN PLAYER: “…Earthling, hello! I'm sure you'll come to this planet someday. You are welcomed by Vladimir Nikolaevich Mashkov, a builder from Moscow, and Gedevan Aleksidze from Batumi, who were the first to set foot on these vile sands at the back of the universe ... "

VIOLINER: Ah! Who needs all this? Tsaki-taraki, all this rubbish! And we…
UNCLE VOVA: Where did you get this? A?
VIOLINIST: In the planetarium, on a shelf, there was ...
UNCLE VOVA: Violinist! You are my kleptomaniac! You whistled a gravitsap! ..

ECELOPO: Guys! Why not in muzzles? turn around! The order of Mr. PJ is to put on muzzles for all the boys ... And rejoice. So, well, this is for me, but this is for you ... And this is for you. Why aren't you happy?

UEF: And no one has lived here for a long time. We were tranglucked by slugs while we were on tour.
VIOLINER: For what?
UEF: Because we didn't make it in time.
VIOLINIST: And what are you for?
UEF: So that they don’t loom over your head.
VIOLINIST: And everyone died?
UEF: Of course.

UEF: They will crawl on all fours, and we do not care about them.
VIOLINER: Why?
UEF: Enjoy!
VIOLINER: What's the fun in that?
UEF: Still young...

UEF: Gedevan-niko, shvilo, you say. I can, I'm mine. My mother is Georgian. Was.
VIOLINIST: Sadaul.
UEF: Alkhauri.
VIOLINIST: She says that her mother is a local Georgian. Was.

UNCLE VOVA: Well, how much can you talk about the same thing. We flew. If we fly...
UEF: Because of you, I will forever sit in a pot. Are you too lazy to open your mouth again?
UNCLE VOVA: Brothers! Dear, good, my relatives, either flew away, or at least close the door. I can't see you anymore, and I'm so sick.

DECONT: It doesn't matter. Kindly put on breathing apparatus.
VIOLINER: Why? You have good air.
DECONT: That's why.

Violinist: Girl, are you the smartest here? Did someone tell you this, or did you decide it yourself?

UNCLE VOVA: And let's do this: one to Earth, and the other to the past.
VIOLINER: Vladimir Nikolayevich, I won't let you go to Plyuk alone.
UNCLE VOVA: Listen, uncle, press the time.

UNCLE VOVA: Then it won't. We fly only to the Earth.
BI: Forever?
UNCLE VOVA: Forever.
UEF: Me on a planet where they don't know who should squat in front of whom? Nonsense. Come on gravitsapa and do what you want.
VIOLINIST: Uncle Uef, Uncle B, you will be met there like that ...
BI: No, Genatsvale! When a society does not have a color differentiation of pants, then there is no goal, and when there is no goal ...

VIOLINIST: Comrade...
UNCLE VOVA: Huh?
VIOLIN: How to get to the old Arbat?
UNCLE VOVA: There, to the right.
SCRIPER: Thank you.
UNCLE VOVA: Ku!
VIOLINIST: Ku!
UNCLE VOVA: Violinist?
VIOLINIST: Uncle Vova?

Brief CHATLANO-PATSAK DICTIONARY:

KC - match
CAC - nose bell
ETSIH - box for prisoners
ECILOPP - representative of the authorities
PEPELATS - interstellar ship
GRAVICAPPA - detail from the engine of the pepelats
KYu is a socially acceptable swear word.
KU - all other words

Some facts about the movie:

The film was shot on color film "DS" (width 35 mm, length 3693.4 m). Although initially high-quality Kodak film was selected for the film, director G. Daneliya and cameraman P. Lebeshev decided that the image should be hard - without halftones and good shadows. In this regard, the entire film "Kodak" was given to another film crew, and the film "Kin-dza-dza!" filmed on a lower quality Soviet film "DS" (daylight.

The song “Mom, Mom, what are we going to do” sounds at the beginning and at the end of the film from the TV in Uncle Vova’s apartment, which shows a scene from feature film"Kotovsky" 1942. In this scene, the White Guard officers during civil war sit in the restaurant of Odessa, which they have occupied, and watch the incendiary performance of the singer, who performs pop couplets about a cheerful and wild life Odessites ("Odessa - that's what she is, / Odessa - ardent, alive! / Odessa dances and sings, / Distributes kisses / To those who live happily!"). As a chorus to these verses, male choir several times he performs an excerpt from the folk song of homeless children (“Mom, mom, what are we going to do, / When the winter cold comes? / You don’t have a warm scarf, / I don’t have a winter coat!”). The composer of the film "Kotovsky", according to the credits, was Sergei Prokofiev. In the course of the film, Uncle Vova plays another, simpler melody on the violin, presumably taken from the "Lullaby" by composer I. Philip (Published in the "Piano Playing School" edited by A. Nikolaev).

The song “on the river, on the river, on that shore”, which Uef sings when he is taken away in an iron box on Plyuk, and also when he is sent to the greenhouse on Alfa, sounds in most of the films of G. Daneliya, where E. Leonov was filmed , starting with "Thirty-three"

A few years after the release of the film, the composer of the film, Giya Kancheli, at the request of the famous violinist Gidon Kremer, wrote a playful play for symphony orchestra based on the music "Kin-dza-dza" and "Tears dripped". It was first performed in Germany under the name "Eine Kleine Daneliada" (Little Daneliada). The singularity of this piece lies in the fact that, according to the music, the orchestra members during the performance must sing the word “ku” several times. Later, a ballet was staged to this music in Vienna, where the “ku” is already sung by a female choir.

At one of the film premieres of Kin-dza-dzy abroad, American directors approached Georgy Danelia:
Americans - Great movie etc. ...what special effects! It is very expensive for us, but could Soviet specialists make special effects for us?
G. Daneliya - Special effects? Where did you see them there?
Americans - Well, of course, flying pepelats!
G. Danelia - Pepelats? These are not effects, we borrowed it from the military.

We are from Soviet Union, arrived on a cultural exchange. Our people know where we are. Looking for. [mp3]

Well, the gravitsappa is something without which the pepelats can only fly like this [horizontally]. And with gravitsappa - anywhere in the Universe - fuit! - in five seconds. [mp3]

How do you roll pepelats out of the garage without a gravitsappa? It's a mess... [mp3]

No, you can't ... You need to know!
- Yes, you can ... [mp3]

And what do you see? A?
- Sand…
- So, this damn thing worked ... [mp3]

It means so... The sun is in the west... So Ashgabat is there! [mp3]

Hello! We - our tourists, lagged behind the group. Give us a lift to the city, and there we are somehow already on our own ... [mp3]

Patsak patsak does not deceive, it's ugly, dear! [mp3]

Boy! What bullshit will they take from me here smuggled KC, in front of witnesses, when for him - a lifelong etsikh with nails? Do you have brains or kyu in your head?! [mp3]

Who are you?! I ask, who are you? A?!
- Alien foreman.
- No. You are a kid. And who are you?
- I am Georgian.
- No, you're a kid too. You are a boy, you are a boy and he is a boy. And I am a Chatlan, and they are a Chatlan! So why don't you put on your coat and sit in the ashes, okay?! [mp3]

Plyuk is a Chatlan planet, so we, boys, must wear coats… [mp3]

Vladimir Nikolaevich, you have a wife at home, a son who is a loser, you haven’t paid for a cooperative apartment, and you are here ... powdering your brains ... It will end badly, dear ... [mp3]

Excuse me, but are chatlians and patsaks a nationality?
- No.
- Biological factor?
- No.
- Persons from other planets?
- No.
- How do they differ from each other?
- Are you color-blind, Violinist - can't tell green from orange? Tourist… [mp3]

Well, what's new on Pluka? [mp3]

Drop the KC, you'll get the gravitsappa. [mp3]

Actually, I'm not an expert ... on these gravitsapps ... [mp3]

Is there food?
- Porridge…
- Which?
- Plastic… [mp3]

I am a representative of a civilized planet, and I demand that you follow your vocabulary! [mp3]

I told him a thousand times that he had to fly to the center. And he… greedy, like all chatlians: “Two chatl cheaper!..” Kyu… [mp3]

Is this your back word?
- Back does not happen! [mp3]

Where is the sea on Pluka? They made a luz out of them a long time ago. [mp3]

Violinist, instead of thinking all the time that you are the first Georgian cosmonaut, and that they will give you the Nobel Prize, return the spoon that you stole from the poor artists. [mp3]

The sky... the sky has never seen such a shameful kid like you, Violinist!..[mp3]

Well, here you are, on Earth, how do you determine who should sit down in front of whom for how long?
- Well, at a glance ...
- Savages! [mp3]

If I have a little KC, I have the right to wear yellow pants, and in front of me the boy must not squat once, but twice. If I have a lot of KC, I have the right to wear raspberry pants, and in front of me, a patsak must squat twice, and a chatlaner should do “ku”, and Ecilopp has no right to beat me at night ... Never! .. [mp3]

Well, the infection is you, dear ...
- He's worse. He's just kyu. [mp3]

What fool on Pluka thinks the truth?.. Absurd... [mp3]

That's because you say what you don't think and think what you don't think, so you sit in cages. And in general, all this bitter cataclysm that I observe here ... and Vladimir Nikolaevich too ... [mp3]

Look for another ensemble, uncle! [mp3]

I'll tell everyone what this buffoon PZH has brought to the planet! The boys sat on the heads of the chatlans! Kyu!!! [mp3]

Excuse me, Violinist, but this is elementary ku! [mp3]

Uncle Vova. Tsapu must be twisted, tsa-pu.
- On the! Do it yourself!
- I can't, I'm a chatlanin.
- Get out of here!!! How to advise, so all chatlians, how to work, so ... [mp3]

Unfair game! You deliberately thought my moves badly! [mp3]

Uef, have you ever seen such a small kid being such a mercantile kyu?! [mp3]

It's not a blimp, you bastard! This is Mr PJ's Last Breath. [mp3]

Fear the sky! PZh is alive - and I'm happy.
- And I'm even happier!

I really love PJ!
- And I'll buy it even more! [mp3]

Yellow pants! Two times "ku"! [mp3]

There was a View Crystal! Where is the View Crystal, huh?!
- Violinist! Put it on it's place!..
- I thought it was lying like that ... Glass ... [mp3]

Astronauts! Which zappa is here?
- There ... a rusty nut, dear.
- Everything here is rusty...
- And this is the most rusty. [mp3]

Oh-oh-oh, mom-mom, Lyuska and Manokhin have moved… wow… [mp3]

What are you staring at? What are you staring at?! Right now, as soon as I inform your superiors that you knew and did nothing, you will be fucked up! Clear?!
- I haven't been idle. I immediately pressed the kappa. Violinist witness! All posts! Viper with wheels here, coo! [mp3]

Both lifelong etsih without nails. Before payment. Payout - 500 chats, 250 each.

VIOLINIST: Comrade, there is a man who says that he is an alien, something must be done.
UNCLE VOVA: Call 03.
VIOLINIST: I'll call, only he's almost barefoot.

VIOLINIST: No, a stranger. Professor Rogozin. He gave us a patron's concert, and then they forgot to put the violin on the plane.
UNCLE VOVA: A banquet?
VIOLINIST: No, lunch...

UNCLE VOVA: Hello! We are our tourists, lagged behind the group. Give us a lift to the city, and there we somehow already ourselves ... Translate.
VIOLINIST: Do you speak English?
UEF: Kuu?

UNCLE VOVA: Not a single letter, not a single "made in" ...

VIOLINER: Vladimir Nikolaevich, maybe we still...
UNCLE VOVA: Yes, typical Martians.

BI: Vladimir Nikolaevich! You said, if we take you, you will give everything. And you yourself stole a match from us! Patsak doesn’t deceive a patsak, it’s ugly, dear ...

BI: Vladimir Nikolayevich, you have a wife at home, a son with a double-dealership, you haven't paid for a cooperative apartment, and here you are powdering your brains. It will end badly, dear.

VIOLINER: Excuse me, but are Chatlans and Patsaks a nationality?
UEF: No.
VIOLINER: A biological factor?
UEF: No.
VIOLINIST: Faces from other planets?
UEF: No.
VIOLINER: And how do they differ from each other?
UEF: Are you colorblind, Violinist - can't tell green from orange? Tourist…

UEF: Violinist, instead of thinking all the time that you are the first Georgian cosmonaut, and that they will give you the Nobel Prize, return the spoon that you stole from the poor artists.
VIOLINER: I didn’t think anything of the sort… I wanted to submit it to the Institute of Non-Ferrous Metals, maybe something new…
BI: Heaven! The sky has never seen such a shameful kid as you, Violinist. I mourn very deeply.