In America, you drive car. In Soviet Russia, car drive you!
We may have forgotten how to feel. Nobody is teaching us how to live happily ever after, as we've heard in fairy tales.
In America, you assassinate president. In Soviet Russia, president assassinate you!
When the needs of one person are being met by the other, there is laughter.
I came to America to make it my home, and I did.
I was not only typecast as a Russian, but I was typecast as Yakov Smirnoff. This is understandable, and I was very happy to get the roles, but it would be nice to be in a movie where I could be someone else.