- Ivan Zvyagintsev: May our love towards our country live in our hearts as long as we live.
- Ivan Zvyagintsev: May our hatred to enemy always shine on the tips of our bayonets...
- starshina Poprischenko: We should remember about this at all times: right now, when we bury our comrade, our regiment's last officer, and thereafter, too, when someone will be playing an accordion, during moments of rest.
- starshina Poprischenko: We should remember how we retreated, sons, but we fought to the last.
- starshina Poprischenko: Only a handful of us is left, but we won't be ashamed to look people in the eye, though, with a heavy heart it will be.
- starshina Poprischenko: I'm the oldest of you, it's my fourth war...
- starshina Poprischenko: But I do believe: our regiment will be replenished with new people, and soon we'll retrace our steps, moving to the West.
- starshina Poprischenko: And our stride will be heavy, so heavy, as to make the earth shudder.
- starshina Poprischenko: And, maybe, comrade Lieutenant, you will hear our footfalls...
- starshina Poprischenko: Look at her, Lopakhin, she's like a walking statue!
- Pyotr Lopakhin: A woman is always a woman, and she's even lovely.
- starshina Poprischenko: Her looks gives me the shivers. She is the spitting image of that woman's statue I saw in Moscow at the agricultural exhibition.
- Pyotr Lopakhin: So what?
- starshina Poprischenko: You're too small for her.
- Pyotr Lopakhin: You're a grown-up person, and you don't know what every woman knows?
- starshina Poprischenko: What do you mean?
- Pyotr Lopakhin: A small flea is the most passionate!
- Ivan Zvyagintsev: Death is not your dear aunt, she's a formidable bitch feared by communists and non-communists and all other common people.