The above Russian-language parody of the way Dimitri Medvedev was selected to be the next “President” of Russia uses a re-dubbed scene from the classic 1966 film, “Prisoner of the Caucaus, or the New Adventures of Shurik” (Кавказская пленница, или Новые приключения Шурика) - a movie that every Russian in the world knows practically by heart. The parody appears to have become wildly popular on the RuNet, with nearly 800,000 views to date.
Wikipedia gives the following good summary of the original movie:
A kind, yet naïve, student named Shurik (Demyanenko) goes to a place in the Caucasus to learn the ancient customs of the locals. He falls in love with a girl called Nina (Varley), but her uncle (Mkrtchyan) sells her as a bride without her knowledge and arranges to have her kidnapped by an eccentric trio: Coward, Fool and Experienced. After a failed attempt, the uncle decides to trick Shurik into helping with the kidnapping - telling him that it is a traditional custom and that it was Nina's own wish. Shurik goes through with the kidnapping, and does not figure out what has really happened at first, but with the help of a friend he manages to rescue Nina from her captors.
“Dmitriy Medvedev: How it all Began” uses the scene from this movie in which the uncle tricks Shurik into helping with the kidnapping - telling him that Putin himself has selected him to participate in the “traditional custom” of a Russian election – as one of the candidates for President! The Coward, the Fool and the Experienced (characters similar to the Three Stooges) are introduced as Zhirinovskiy, Zyuganov and Bogdanov - the three phony “presidential candidates” that Shurik/Medvedev will face in the “election”.
A lightly-edited translation:
Uncle (introducing himself and sitting down at table): “Mr. Medvedev? You’re a very lucky man! You wanted to observe ancient Russian customs? This one will be in March. And you won’t just get to see it, you’ll be able to participate as well!”
Medvedev: “Thank you so much! And what is this ancient custom called?”
Uncle: “Presidential Elections. Not real elections, basically like in
Medvedev: “A beautiful custom! But what will my role be?”
Uncle: “You’ll gather signatures, register your candidacy... and then the people will elect - guess who?”
Medvedev: “As usual - Putin.”
Uncle: “No, no - they’ll elect YOU. From a group of other candidates.”
Medvedev: “Ahh - so there are other candidates, too.”
Uncle: “Yes, as required by tradition. Incidentally, there they’re over there. Let me introduce them to you.” (The three “candidates” approach.) “From left to right: Zhirinovksiy, Zyuganov and... oh, I always forget his name... ah yes - Bogdanov!”
Medvedev (offering his hand to Zhirinovskiy): “Dmitriy.”
Zhirinovskiy (says nothing, just slaps Medvedev’s hand and salutes him)
Zyuganov (just grunts and squeezes Medvedev’s hand too hard)
Bogdanov (cowering): “Oh no! I’m no one! I’m nothing!” - and Zyuganov slaps his hand.
The candidates take their seats at the table, followed by a long, awkward silence...
Uncle (lowering his voice in an aside to Medvedev): “They don’t stand a chance, of course...” Then, smiling at all of them: “But they’re okay with that.”
Zhirinovskiy (exclaiming suddenly): “Democrats are goats!”
Medvedev: “What did he say?”
Uncle: “He says that all the time. Don’t pay any attention to him.”
Zyuganov: “We’re going to bomb them – in
Medvedev: “What did he say?”
Uncle: “He says if you refuse to do it, he’ll be President. - It’s a joke.”
Medvedev (laughing): “A joke, fine. Well, I agree. So who’s going to be the Prime Minister?”
Uncle: “Vladimir Vladimirovych Putin.”
Medvedev (stops eating, looks scared): “So, Putin’s not going to leave?”
Uncle: “They worship him.”
Medvedev (now looking very scared, pauses, then laughs artificially): “I completely forgot, in March I have to, um.... well, basically, I can’t do it. No way.”
Uncle (very serious): “Mr. Medvedev... Putin specifically asked for you to do this.”
Medvedev: “Putin himself asked for me?”
Uncle: “Very much so.”
Medvedev (holds his head in his hands, depressed, then looks up): “Well, what can one do? Tell Putin I agree. Goodbye.” (Gets up from the table to leave.)
Uncle (following Medvedev out, through the now-dancing restaurant): “Listen. Custom demands that everything appear completely natural. Your competitors will fight you tooth and nail, complain endlessly... But you can’t pay any attention. This is all part of a beautiful, ancient tradition.”
Medvedev: “I understand. Don’t worry. Everything will look completely natural. See you at the elections.”
Uncle: “See you at the elections.”