Constable: You're an honest, decent person. Even though you are a Jew.
Tevye: Oh... thank you, your honor. How often does a man get a compliment like that?
Lazar Wolf: We can fight to keep our home.
Constable: Against our militia, our army? I wouldn't advise that.
Tevye: I have some advice for you. Get off my land. This is still my home, my land. Get off my land.
Perchik: In this world it is the rich who are the criminals. Someday their wealth will be ours.
Tevye: That would be nice. If they would agree, I would agree.