Anastasia Page #6

The servant boy who got us out.

You saved her life, and mine,

then you restored her to me.

Yet you want no reward?

Not any more.

Why the change of mind?

It was more a change of heart.

I must go.

Hello, Dimitri.

- Hello.

- Did you collect your reward?

My business is complete.

Young man, you will bow and address

the Princess as "Your Highness".

- No, that's not necessary.

- Please...

Your Highness. I'm glad you found

what you were looking for.

Yes, I'm glad you did, too.

Well, then. Goodbye, Your Highness.

Goodbye.

You look fabulous!

Do you mind? No, of course not.

You're a wonderful dog.

Well, if you're ever in St Petersburg again,

look me up.

So long, Vlad.

Ah, my boy...

- You're making a mistake.

- Trust me,

this is the one thing I'm doing right.

So long, mutt.

I can't stay. I don't belong here.

- He's not there.

- Oh, I know he's not here.

- Who's not there, Grandmamma?

- A remarkable young man

who found a music box.

Well, he's probably too busy spending

his reward money as fast as he can.

Look at them dance.

You were born into this world

of glittering jewels and fine titles.

But I wonder if this is what you really want.

Of course. Of course it is.

I found what I was looking for.

I found out who I am.

I found you.

Yes, you did find me.

And you'll always have me.

But is it enough?

My darling...

- He didn't take the money.

- He didn't?

Knowing that you are alive,

seeing the woman you have become,

brings me joy I never thought

I could feel again.

Whatever you choose,

we will always have each other.

Grandmamma, can't you tell me the...

Pooka?

Pooka?

Pooka.

- Voil.

- You're next.

Pooka? Here boy.

There you are.

Anastasia...

Anastasia...

Anastasia.

Your lmperial Highness.

Look what ten years has done to us.

You, a beautiful young flower.

And me...

- A rotting corpse.

- That face.

Last seen at a party like this one.

- A curse.

- Followed by a tragic night on the ice.

Remember?

- Rasputin?

- Rasputin.

Destroyed by your despicable family!

But what goes around comes around

- and around and around and around...

- Stop! No!

You're on your own, sir.

This can only end in tears.

- I'm not afraid of you.

- I can fix that!

Care for a little swim under the ice?

Say your prayers, Anastasia!

- No one can save you!

- Wanna bet?

Dimitri...

- If we survive, remind me to thank you.

- Thank me later.

How enchanting.

Together again - for the last time!

You'll get a kick out of this.

No!

Dimitri!

Watch out!

Do svidaniya, Your Highness.

Hold on!

Finally, the last Romanov death.

No!

Anya!

Long live the Romanovs!

Right.

I couldn't have said it better myself.

This is for Dimitri.

- Give it back.

- This is for my family.

- I'll tear you to pieces.

- And this is for you.

Do svidaniya.

Dimitri?

- Dimitri!

- No, no. Let go. Let go.

- Sorry.

- Yeah. I know. I know.

All men are babies.

- I thought you were going to St Peters...

- I was.

- You didn't take the...

- I couldn't.

- Why?

- Because...

I...

They're waiting for you.

Dear Grandmamma, wish me luck.

We'll be together in Paris again soon.

A bientt.

They've eloped.

Isn't it romantic?

It's a perfect ending.

No. It's a perfect beginning.

Uh, hello...

Wow.

I tell you what... Wow!

So long, everybody.

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