Malysh i Karlson (1968)
Karlson: I came to your cake... I mean birthday.
Malysh: Hello Karlson.
Karlson: Hello Junior. What have you got?
Karlson: What with?
Malysh: With eight candles.
Karlson: No, I'm not eating this. What is this?
Karlson: One cake and eight candles! EIGHT CAKES and one candle would be better!
Malysh: Trust me Karlson... happiness is not made of cakes.
Karlson: What are you crazy? What else is out there?