Anastasia Page #5

Bonjour!

- You'll stroll two-by-two

- Down what we call La Rue

And soon all Paree will be singing to you

Ooh, la-la!

Ooh, la-la! Ooh, la-laaa!

Paree holds the key to I'amour

And not even Freud knows the cure

- There's love in the air

- At the Folies Bergre

The French have it down to an art

Paree holds the key to your heart

Ooh, la-la!

When you're feeling blue, come to Le Moulin

When your heart says "don't"

the French say "do"

When you think you can't,

you'll find you cancan

Everyone can cancan

You can cancan, too

Paree holds the key to her past

Yes, Princess, I've found you at last

No more pretend

You'll be gone, that's the end

Paree holds the key to your heart

You'll be trs jolie and so smart

- Come dance through the night

- And forget all your woes

- The city of light

- Where a rose is a rose

And one never knows what will start

Paree holds the key

To her

Heart

Ooh, la-la! Ooh, la-la!

We don't have anything to be nervous about.

- She's the princess.

- I know. I know. But...

No. No, you don't know.

I was the boy in the palace.

The one who opened the wall.

She's the real thing, Vlad.

That means our Anya has found her family.

We have found the heir to the Russian throne.

- And you...

- Will walk out of her life for ever.

- But...

- Princesses don't marry kitchen boys.

I know, but...

We're going to go through with this

as if nothing has changed.

You've got to tell her.

Tell me what?

How... how beautiful you look.

Well, thank you.

Monsieur.

Look. There she is.

Please, let her remember me.

Everything's gonna be fine.

Come on. I guess it's time.

Relax. You're gonna be great.

Deep breath. Everything's gonna be fine.

Wait here forjust a moment.

I'll go in and announce you properly.

- Dimitri...

- Yes?

Look, we've been through a lot together.

- And I just wanted to...

- Yes?

Well...

Thank you, I guess.

Yes. Thank you, for everything.

- Anya, I...

- Yes?

- I'm... I...

- Yes?

I want to wish you good luck, I guess.

Good luck.

Well, here goes.

Please inform Her Majesty,

the Dowager Empress,

that I have found her granddaughter,

the Grand Duchess Anastasia.

She's waiting to see her just outside.

I'm very sorry, young man, but

the Dowager Empress, she will see no one.

Tell that impertinent young man that I have

seen enough Grand Duchess Anastasias

to last me a lifetime.

- You'd better go.

- Please, let me just...

Now, if you'll excuse me, I wish to live out

the remainder of my lonely life in peace.

I'll see you to the door.

Come, come now. Come to the door.

Your Majesty, I intend you no harm.

My name is Dimitri.

I used to work at the palace.

Well, that's one I haven't heard, I must say.

Wait. Don't go. Please.

If you'll just hear me out...

I know what you're after. I've seen it before.

Men who train young women

in the royal ways.

- But if Your Highness will just listen...

- Haven't you been listening? Enough.

I don't care how much you have fashioned

this girl to look like her,

sound like her or act like her.

In the end, it never is her.

- This time it is her.

- Dimitri. I've heard of you.

You're that con man from St Petersburg

who was holding auditions

to find an Anastasia lookalike.

But we've come all the way from Russia...

And others have come from Timbuktu.

No. It's not what you think.

How much pain will you inflict on an

old woman for money? Remove him at once.

But she is Anastasia. I'm telling you.

If you'll only speak to her, you'll see.

- It was all a lie, wasn't it?

- No. No.

You used me?

I was just part of your con to get her money?

No. No, no, no. It started out that way,

but everything's different now,

because you really are Anastasia.

- You are.

- Stop it!

From the very beginning, you lied!

And I not only believed you, I actually...

Anya, please. When you spoke of

the door of the wall opening and the boy...

- Listen to me. That was...

- No!

I don't want to hear about anything that I said

or remembered. You just leave me alone!

Anya, please. You have to know the truth!

Your Majesty.

Ilya, slow down.

I'm not llya. And I won't slow down.

- Not until you listen.

- You!

How dare you? Stop this car immediately.

Stop this car!

You have to talk to her.

Just look at her. Please.

I won't be badgered by you a moment longer.

Do you recognise this?

Where did you get this?

I know you've been hurt, but it's just possible

she's been as lost and alone as you.

You'll stop at nothing, will you?

I'm probably about as stubborn as you are.

Go away, Dimitri.

I'm sorry, I thought you were...

I know very well who you thought I was.

Who exactly are you?

I was hoping you could tell me.

My dear, I'm old.

And I'm tired of being conned and tricked.

I don't want to trick you.

And I suppose the money

doesn't interest you, either?

I just want to know who I am.

Whether or not I belong to a family.

Your family.

You're a very good actress.

The best yet, in fact.

But I've had enough.

- Peppermint?

- An oil for my hands.

Yes.

And I spilled a bottle.

The carpet was soaked

and it forever smelled of peppermint.

Like you.

I used to lie there on that rug and

how I missed you when you went away.

When you came here, to Paris.

What is that?

This? Well, I've always had it,

ever since before I can remember.

May I?

It was our secret.

My Anastasia's and mine.

The music box.

To sing me to sleep when you were in Paris.

Hear this song and remember

Soon you'll be

Home with me

Once upon a December

Oh, Anastasia!

My Anastasia.

Bartok, get me a comb.

Find some cologne. I want to look my best.

- That might take some work, sir.

- Then snap to it. We're going to a party.

- A party in Paris?

- That's right.

I could teach you the latest dance step.

It starts with a...

And then you get really crazy

with the hips, sir. It's fun.

We'll let the Grand Duchess Anastasia

have her moment.

- Who cares?

- And then we'll kill her.

Right, and then... kill her?

Sir, what happened to the party idea?

That's where we'll kill her.

Crush her at the height of her glory.

And we're back with the crushing.

Sir, I'm begging you. Please.

Please, forget the girl and get a life.

Oh, I'll get a life, Bartok.

Hers!

I remember now how much I loved them.

They would not want us to live in the past,

not now that we have found each other.

Look here. The drawing you gave me.

Remember?

Yes. Olga made me so mad.

She said it looked like a pig riding a donkey.

- She was right.

- In your laughter,

once again I hear my Nicky, your dear father.

But you have the beauty of your mother,

Alexandra,

Empress of all Russia.

You sent for me, Your Grace?

10 million roubles, as promised,

with my gratitude.

I accept your gratitude, Your Highness.

But I don't want the money.

What do you want, then?

Unfortunately, nothing you can give.

Young man,

where did you get that music box?

You were the boy, weren't you?

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