Anastasia (1997) - Quotes

Dimitri: [Growls back at dog] What, oh, the mutt gets the window seat.

Dimitri: Stop fiddling with that thing! And sit up straight - remember – you’re a Grand Duchess.

Anya: How is that you know what Grand Duchesses do or don’t do.

Dimitri: I make it my business to know.

Anya: Oh.

Dimitri: Look, Anya, I’m just trying to help. All right?

Vladimir: Mmm.

Anya: [innocently] Dimitri…

Dimitri: Mm hmm?

Anya: Do you really think I’m royalty?

Dimitri: You know, I do.

Anya: Then stop bossing me around!

Vladimir: Well, she certainly has a mind of her own.

Dimitri: Yeah, I hate that in a woman.

Dimitri: Look, I think we got off on the wrong foot.

Anya: Well, I think we did too.

Dimitri: 0K.

Anya: But I appreciate your apology.

Dimitri: Apology? Who said anything about an apology? I was just saying …

Anya: [struggling] Please …D…

Dimitri: I was just saying that we...

Anya: Don’t talk anymore, OK? It’s only gonna upset me.

Dimitri: Fine. I’ll be quiet. quiet if you will. I’ll, I’ll be.

Anya: Alright I’ll be quiet.

Dimitri: Fine.

Anya: Fine.

Dimitri: Fine.

Anya: Fine.

Anya: You think you’re gonna miss it?

Dimitri: Miss what … your talking?

Anya: No, Russia.

Dimitri: Nope.

Anya: But it was your home.

Dimitri: It was a place I once lived. End of story.

Anya: Well, then you must plan on making Paris your true home.

Dimitri: What is it with you and homes?

Anya: Well, for one thing it’s something that every normal person wants, and for another thing, it’s a thing where you …

Dimitri: [interupting] What?

Anya: Y… you know… oh, just forget it!

Dimitri: Fine.

Anya: AAAH!

Anya: Gasp! Thank goodness it’s you. Just please remove him from my sight.

Vladimir: What have you done to her?

Dimitri: [shuttering] Me? It’s her!

Anya: Ha! Just trying to have a simple conversation.

Vladimir: Oh, no … an unspoken atttaction!

Dimitri: Attraction? To that skinny little brat … have you lost your mind?

Vladimir: I was only asking a simple question.

Dimitri: Attraction! Ridiculous.

Traveling Man: Last month, the traveling papers were blue, but now they’re red.

Guard: Papers! Papers, papers.

Vladimir: Oh. Pardon, oh.

Conductor: Tickets!

Woman: How rude.

Vladimir: It’s what I hate about his government -- everything’s in red.

Dimitri: Red?

Vladimir: I propose we move to the baggage car -- quickly, before the guards come!

Dimitri: I propose we get off this train.

Dimitri: Hey!

Anya: Ugh!

Dimitri: OW!

Anya: Sorry, I thought you were some … Oh! It’s you. Well, that’s okay then.

Dimitri: Come on, we gotta go!

Anya: Where are we going?!

Dimitri: I think you broke my nose!

Anya: Men are such babies.

Dimitri: [whispers] Ah, yes, yes, this will do nicely.

Vladimir: She’ll freeze in here.

Dimitri: She can thaw in Paris.

Anya: [to Dimitri] The baggage car?…There wouldn’t be anything wrong with our papers would there, Maestro?

Dimitri: Of course not, your grace, it’s just that I … I hate to see you forced to mingle with all those commoners.

Dimitri: May I present her Royal Highness the Grand Duchess Anastasia.

Anya: Pooka, we are going to Paris!

Dimitri: The dog stays.

Anya: What are you talking about, the dog goes.

Dimitri: The dog does not go.

Anya: I say he’s going.

Dimitri: I’m allergic to dogs.

Bartok: Anastasia. Yeah, just one problem there fella, Anastasia’s dead. All the Romanovs are dead. They’re dead, dead, dead, dead …

Bartok: [to Minion; realizing whom he’s talking to] … Am I right, my friend? I mean, how could that be Ana …

Bartok: Aah … YAAAAGH!!!

Bartok: Oh, come on now. Am I supposed to believe that thing woke up after all these years just because some guy claims she’s a Romanov?

Bartok: [spooked] Okay! Okay! I get-the message! Enough already with glowing and the smoke people!

Bartok: [amazed] If that things come back to life it must mean Anastasia’s alive.

Dimitri: Just leave the dog.

Anya: I am not leaving the dog.

Bartok: … and that’s her.

Vladimir: Come we’ve got a train to catch.

Bartok: Whoah!!!

Bartok: Mayday, Mayday! Hey! Aah! Oh! Yech! Ooh! Oh. Waah! Help! Oh, oh, oh! Hot. It's hot! Aah! Oh, oh…

Bartok: - Oh, boy. Ow. what. Ow!! I tell you.

Rasputin: Who dares intrude on my solitude? Get out! Get out! OUT!

Rasputin: Bartok? Is that you?

Bartok: Ahh, Ooh… Master? You're alive? You’re…

Rasputin: Yeah, In a manner of speaking.

Bartok: Whoa, that fell right out of there, sir.

Rasputin: Something’s happened.

Bartok: Yeah! Woopsey!

Rasputin: I knew it! I could feel the dark forces stirring.

Bartok: I’m not surprised because I saw her. Anastasia … Oh!

Rasputin: Anastasia?! Alive?!!

Bartok: Ah, sir, your lips they’re... ah...

Rasputin: That Romanov brat!

Bartok: Wow… Yeah, ain’t that a kick in the head. I guess a curse just ain’t what it used to be, huh, sir?

Rasputin: That’s why …

Bartok: Wow, wow …

Rasputin: … I’m stuck here in limbo!

Rasputin: My curse is unfulfilled.

Bartok: [humming and grunting as he carries the hand] Wow, Ooh, Oh …

Rasputin: [Crying] Look at me. I’m falling apart! I’m a wreck!

Bartok: Actually, considering how long you’ve been dead you look pretty good.

Bartok: Sir, you do, you do.

Rasputin: [Truly flattered] Really?

Bartok: Sir, is this the face of a bat who would lie to you? Come on, for a minute there, you had your old spark back.

Rasputin: If only I hadn’t lost the gift from the dark forces, the key to my powers.

Bartok: What? You mean this Re1iquary?

Rasputin: Oh, Where did you get that?

Bartok: Oh, I found it …

Rasputin: [Interrupts] Give it to me!

Bartok: All right, All right, Don’t get so grabby.

Rasputin: [Stroking the Reliquary; Holding it, closing his eyes] My old friend, together again. Ah, Ha Ha! Now my dark purpose will be fulfilled, and the last of the Romanovs will DIE!!

Bartok: Wow…

Rasputin: ♪In the dark of the night I was tossing and turning♪ ♪And the nightmare I had♪

Bartok: Wah, wah …

Rasputin: ♪was as bad as can be♪

Bartok: Oh, oh.

Rasputin: ♪It scared me out of my wits♪ ♪A corpse falling to bits♪ ♪Then I opened my eyes and the nightmare was me♪

Bartok: Wow, wow, wow, oh!!

Rasputin: ♪I was once the most mystical man in all Russia♪ ♪When the royals betrayed me they made a mistake♪ ♪My curse made each of them pay♪ ♪But one little girl got away♪ ♪Little Anya beware, Rasputin's awake♪

Bartok: Ow! Ow! Ow! Oh, ooh!!!

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night, just before down♪ ♪Aah♪

Rasputin: ♪Revenge will be sweet♪

Rasputin and Creatures: ♪When the curse of complete♪

All: ♪In the dark of the night♪

Rasputin: ♪She'll be gone!♪

Bartok: Hi, ladies. Listen…

Rasputin: ♪I can feel that my powers are slowly returning♪

Bartok: Ah, ha!

Rasputin: ♪Tie my sash, add a dash of cologne for that smell♪ ♪As the pieces fall into place♪

Bartok: Wow!

Rasputin: ♪I'll see her crawl into place♪ ♪Do svidaniya, Anya, Your Grace♪ ♪Farewell♪

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night, terror will strike her♪

Rasputin: ♪Terror’s the least I can do!♪

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night, evil will brew♪ ♪Ooh!♪

Rasputin: ♪Soon she will feel that her nightmares are real♪

All: ♪In the dark of the night♪

Rasputin: ♪She'll be through!♪

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night, evil will find her♪

One Creature: ♪Find her♪

Wormettes: Ooh!

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night, terror come true♪

Bartok: Hi, yah!

One Creature: ♪Doom her♪

Rasputin: ♪My dear, here's a sign♪

Rasputin and Creatures: ♪It's the end of the line♪

All: ♪In the dark of the night♪ ♪In the dark of the night♪

Rasputin: ♪Come, my minions♪ ♪Rise for your master♪ ♪Let your evil shine♪

Creatures: ♪In the dark of the night♪ ♪In the dark of the night♪

Rasputin: ♪Find her now♪ ♪Yes, fly ever faster♪

All: ♪In the dark of the night♪ ♪In the dark of the night♪ ♪In the dark of the night♪

Rasputin: ♪She'll be mine!♪

Dimitri: Hey!

Dimitri: [yelling] What are you doing in here?

Dimitri: Hey! Hey! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, hold on a minute. Hold on!

Dimitri: Now, how did you get in he-here?

Vladimir: Excuse me, child.

Dimitri: Vlad, do you see what I see?

Vladimir: No.

Vladimir: Oh yes, yes.

Dimitri: Hmm, a dog…

Anya: Are you Dimitri?

Dimitri: … cute.

Dimitri: [Leading] Perhaps, that depends on who’s looking, for him.

Anya: [whispered] My name is Anya … I need travel papers… They say you’re the man to see even though I can’t tell you who said that.

Dimitri: Hmm, hmmm.

Anya: Hey and why, why are you circling me? Were you a vulture in another life?

Dimitri: I’m sor…I’m sorry Enya.

Anya: It’s Anya, Anya.

Dimitri: Anya, it’s just … just that you look an awful lot like … Never mind … Now, you said something about travel papers?

Anya: Uh, yes … I’d like to go to Paris.

Dimitri: You’d like to go to Paris?

Anya: Mhmm.

Vladimir: [laughter] Who is this here. Oh, Oh, look. Oh, oh, he likes me.

Dimitri: Nice Dog.

Vladimir: Oh, oh, it’s marvelous. Aw! I love, I love, I love you.

Dimitri: Let me ask you something, Anya was it … Is there a last name that goes with that?

Anya: Well, actually … This is going to sound crazy … I don’t know my last name. I was found wondering around when I was 8 years old.

Dimitri: And before that … before you were eight?

Anya: Look, oh, look, I know it’s strange but I don’t remember. I have very few memories of my past.

Dimitri: [whispers to Vladimir] Hmm, that’s, that’s perfect.

Anya: Well, I do have one clue, however, and that is Paris.

Dimitri: Paris.

Anya: [relieved] Right. So, can … so can you two, help me or not?

Dimitri: [whispers to Vladimir; to Anya] Hey, Vlad, Vlad, tickets! Ah sure would like to … in fact, oddly enough, we’re going to Paris ourselves.

Dimitri: … Ah, ah, and I’ve got three AW … well, this one is, but I’ve got tickets here …

Anya: Oh, I...

Dimitri: … Eh, Unfortunately the third one is for her, Anastasia.

Anya: Oh.

Vladimir: We are going to reunite the Grand Duchess Anastasia with her grandmother.

Dimitri: [setting her up] You do kind of resemble her.

Vladimir: The same blue eyes.

Dimitri: The Romanov eyes.

Vladimir: Nicholas’ smile.

Dimitri: Alexandra’s chin.

Vladimir: Oh, look she even has the grandmother’s hands!

Dimitri: She’s the same age, the same physical type.

Anya: Are you trying to tell me that you think that I am Anastasia?

Dimitri: All I’m trying to tell you is that I’ve seen thousands of girls all over the country and not one of them looks as much like the Grand Duchess as you do. I mean look at the portrait.

Anya: [to Dimitri] I knew you were crazy from the beginning, but now I think you are both mad. Hmm.

Dimitri: Why? You don’t remember what happened to you…

Vladimir: No one knows what happened to her.

Dimitri: You’re looking for family in Paris.

Vladimir: And her only family is in Paris.

Dimitri: Ever thought about the possibility?

Anya: That I could be royalty?

Vladimir and Dimitri: Mmm-Hmm.

Anya: Well, I don’t know … it’s kind of hard to think of yourself as a Duchess when you’re sleeping on a damp floor. But sure, yeah, I guess every lonely girl would hope she’s a Princess.

Vladimir: And somewhere … One little girl is. After all, the name Anastasia means "she will rise again".

Dimitri: Really wish we could help, but the third ticket is for the Grand Duchess Anastasia.

Dimitri: Good luck.

Vladimir: Why didn’t you tell her about our brilliant plan?

Dimitri: All she wants to do is go to Paris. Why give away a third of the reward money.

Vladimir: [whispered] I’m telling you … We’re walking away too soon …

Dimitri: [whispered] Not to worry, I got it all under control, All right… but walk a little slower.

Anya: Hmm...

Dimitri: [silently] Three … Two … One.

Anya: Dimitri!

Vladimir: Ha, right in the palm of our hand.

Anya: [shouts] Dimitri, wait!

Dimitri: [innocent] Di … Did you call me?

Anya: if I don’t remember who I am, then who’s to say I’m not a princess or a duchess or a whatever she is … Right?

Dimitri: Hmm … Go on.

Anya: Yeah, and if I’m not Anastasia, the Empress will certainly know right away … and it’s all just an honest mistake.

Dimitri: Sounds plausible.

Vladimir: But if you are the princess, then you’ll finally know who you are and have your family back.

Dimitri: [laughing; Anya puts her hand out for a handshake. Dimitri, a little taken aback, shakes it’. She gives him a solid shake. He grabs his hand in pain.] You know, you know, he’s right! Either way, it gets you to Paris.

Anya: Right!

Dimitri: OW!

Anya: Pooka, Pooka, Pooka where are you?

Anya: Aah!!! Oh!!

Dimitri: Did you hear something?

Vladimir: Mm, no.

Anya: Hello, anybody home?

Anya: Bowls, plate. Hmmm. This place it’s … it’s like a memory from a dream.

Anya: [singing] ♪Dancing bears♪ ♪Painted wings♪ ♪Things I almost remember♪ ♪And a song♪ ♪Someone sings♪ ♪Once upon a December♪ ♪Someone holds me safe and warm♪ ♪Horses prance through a silver storm♪ ♪Figures dancing gracefully♪ ♪Across my memory♪

Anya: ♪Someone holds me safe and warm♪ ♪Horses prance through a silver storm♪ ♪Figures dancing gracefully♪ ♪Across my memory♪ ♪Far away, long ago♪ ♪Glowing dim as an ember♪

Anya: ♪Things my heart used to know♪ ♪Things it yearns to remember♪

Anya: One ticket to Paris, please.

Ticket Agent: [gruffly] Exit visa?

Anya: Exit visa?

Ticket Agent: No exit visa, no ticket.

Anya: Oh, hmm.

Sweeper Woman: [whispering] Psst. See Dimitri. He can help.

Anya: Where can I find him?

Sweeper Woman: At the old Palace, but you didn’t hear it from me.

Anya: Oh.

Sweeper Woman: Go, go, go, go.

Anya: Hmm, Dimitri.

Dimitri: Nice, nice, very nice, yeah…

Actress: And I look like a princess, and I dance like a feather.

Dimitri: … Okay, hmm, thank you, thank you. Next, please!

Ludmilla: Grandmama. It’s me, Anastasia…

Dimitri: [to himself] Oh, brother.

Vladimir: [frustrated] That’s it, Dimitri. Game over. Our last kopeck gone for this flea-infested theater, and still no girl to pretend to be Anastasia!

Dimitri: We’ll find her, Vlad. She’s here somewhere, right under our noses.

Dimitri: Don’t forget, one look at this jewelry box and the Empress will think we’ve brought the real Anastasia …

Anya: I’m looking for the Catherine …

Anya: Excuse me. …do you know where that is?

Dimitri: … and before she catches on, we’ll be off spending the ten million rubles.

Stranger: There’s nothing there. No, no there’s no one living there, go on.

Anya: [mimicks Phelemenkof’s speech.; in normal voice; She comes to a fork in the road. She stops. One sign points to "Fisherman’s Village and the other sign points to "St. Petersburg.; she touches her necklace; She tilts her head skyward and closes her eyes in prayer.] Be grateful, Anya". I am grateful! Grateful to get away Go left, she says. Well, I know what’s to the left. I’ll be Anya the Orphan forever. But if I go right … Maybe I could find… Who ever gave me this necklace must have loved me… This is crazy! Me go to Paris … ? Send me a sign! A hint! Anything!

Anya: Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Anya: I don’t have time to play right now, OK. I’m waiting for a sign.

Anya: [exasperated] Would you give me that, could you, would you please leave me alone. Stop, give me that back, gi … gi … Oh!!!

Anya: [Glancing Skyward] Oh, … Oh, great. A dog wants me to go to St. Petersburg. Okay…

Anya: I can take a hint.

Anya: ♪Heart, don't fail me now♪ ♪Courage, don't desert me♪ ♪Don't turn back♪ ♪Now that we're here♪ ♪People always say♪ ♪Life is full of choices♪ ♪No one ever mentions fear♪ ♪Or how the world can seem so vast♪ ♪On a journey♪ ♪To the past♪

Anya: ♪Somewhere down this road♪ ♪I know someone's waiting♪ ♪Years of dreams just can't be wrong♪ ♪Arms will open wide♪ ♪I'll be safe and wanted♪ ♪Finally home where I belong♪ ♪Well, starting now♪ ♪I'm learning fast♪ ♪On this journey♪ ♪To the past♪

Dad: Corne Mama we’ll be late.

Mom: Oh, look, look at the beautiful PUPPY - - - -

Anya: ♪Home, love, family♪

Dad: Let’s go, children.

Girl Child: Bye.

Anya: ♪There was once a time I must have had them too♪ ♪Home, love, family♪ ♪I will never be complete♪ ♪Until I find you♪ ♪One step at a time♪ ♪One hope, then another♪ ♪Who knows where this road may go?♪ ♪Back to who I was♪ ♪On to find my future♪ ♪Things my heart still needs to know♪ ♪Yes, let this be a sign♪ ♪Let this road be mine♪ ♪Let it lead me to my past♪ ♪And bring me home♪ ♪At last♪

Phlegmenkof: I got you a job in the Fish Factory. You go straight down this path till you get to the fork in the road, go left - are you listening?

Anya: Bye, bye, everybody, I’m listening Comrade Phlegmenkof.

Phlegmenkof: You’ve been a thorn in my side since you were brought here.

Anya: He-hey.

Phlegmenkof: Acting like the Queen of Sheba, instead of the nameless no account you are. And for the last ten years I’ve fed you, I’ve clothed you. I’ve kept a roof over your head-

Anya: [miming those exact words, then interrupts] Kept a roof over my head.

Phlegmenkof: Oh! How is it you don’t have a clue as to who you were before you came to us, but you can remember all that?

Anya: [holding necklace] I do have a clue to--

Phlegmenkof: [interrupts; pulls at the necklace] Ugh! I know!

Phlegmenkof: [laughs] Together in Paris." So, you want to go to France to find your family, huh?

Anya: Mm-hmm.

Phlegmenkof: … Little Miss Anya, it’s time to take your place in life.

Phlegmenkof: …in life and in line, and be grateful too.

Anya: Oh.

Phlegmenkof: [laughs, coughs] Together in Paris. Be grateful.

Old Man: ♪St. Petersburg is gloomy♪

Younger Woman: ♪St. Petersburg is bleak♪

Shivering Man: ♪My underwear got frozen standing here all week!♪

All: ♪Oh, since the revolution, our lives have been so gray.♪ ♪Thank goodness for the gossip that gets us through the day!♪ ♪Hey!♪ ♪Have you heard there’s a rumor in St. Petersburg?♪ ♪Have you heard what they’re saying on the street?♪

Newsman: ♪Although the Czar did not survive♪ ♪One daughter may be still alive♪

All: ♪The Princess Anastasia!♪

Newsman: ♪But please do not repeat!♪

All: ♪It’s a rumor, a legend, a mystery!♪ ♪Something whispered in an alleyway or through a crack!♪ ♪It’s a rumor that’s part of our history!♪

Babushka: ♪They say her royal grandmama will pay a royal sum♪

All: [We go to a seedy corner of the town, where black marketers ply their wares. Some are selling remnants from the ransacked palace. Vladimir waits nervously while Dimitri, now 20, haggles with a scary looking gangster.] ♪To someone who can bring the princess back!♪

Black Marketers: [various solos] PSST! Over here! Fell off the truck, Big bargain!

Dimitri: [whistle] Vlad!

Vladimir: Dimitri! I’ve got my part done.

Black Marketer #1: ♪A ruble for this painting. It’s Romanov, I swear!♪

Black Marketer #2: ♪Count Yusopov’s pajamas! Comrades, buy the pair!♪

Black Marketer #3: [holding a ratty fur coat] ♪I got this from the palace, it’s lined with real fur.♪

Dimitri and Black Marketer #3: ♪It could be worth a fortune if it belonged to her!♪

Vladimir: Well, Dimitri, I got us a theater.

Dimitri: [grins; singing] Everything’s going according to plan. All we need is the girl. Just think, Vlad, no more forging papers, no more stolen goods. We’ll have three tickets out of here. One for you, one for me and one for Anastasia! ♪It’s the rumor, the legend, the mystery!♪ ♪It’s the princess Anastasia who will help us fly!♪ ♪You and I, friend, will go down in history!♪ ♪We’ll find a girl to play the part, and teach her what to say♪ ♪Dress her up and take her to Paris.♪ ♪Imagine the reward her dear old grandmama will pay!♪ ♪Who else could pull it off but you and me?♪ ♪We’ll be rich!♪

Vladimir: ♪We’ll be rich!♪

Dimitri: ♪We’ll be out!♪

Vladimir: ♪We’ll be out!♪

Vladimir and Dimitri: ♪And St. Petersburg will have some more to talk about!♪

Vladimir: Yaah!

Dimitri: Whoo!

All: [softly; People in the plaza babble indiscintly] Shh! ♪Have you heard there’s a rumor in St. Petersburg?♪ ♪Have you heard what they’re saying on the street? ♪ ♪Have you heard there’s a rumor in St. Petersburg?♪ ♪Have you heard♪ ♪Comrades, what do you suppose?♪ ♪A fascinating mystery♪

Dimitri: ♪The biggest con in history!♪

Window Washer: Who knows? Shh!

Marie: [narrating] But we would never be together in Paris. For a dark shadow had descended upon the house of the Romanovs. His name was Rasputin. We thought he was a Holy Man, but he was a fraud, power-mad and dangerous.

Nicholas: How dare you return to the palace?!

Rasputin: But I am your confidant.

Nicholas: Confidant? Ha! You are a traitor. Get out!!

Rasputin: [to Nicholas] You think you can banish the Great Rasputin? By the unholy powers vested in me, I banish you with a curse!

Rasputin: [to Nicholas] Mark my words. You and your family will die within the fortnight! I will not rest until I see the END OF THE ROMANOV LINE FOREVER!!!!

Marie: [narrating] Consumed by his hatred for Nicholas and his family, Rasputin sold his soul for the power to destroy them.

Rasputin: [to Reliquary] Go. Fulfill your dark purpose, and seal the fate of the Czar and his family once and for all.

Marie: [narrating] From that moment on, the spark of unhappiness in our country was fanned into a flame that would soon destroy our lives forever!

Girl: Help! Help!

Nicholas: Hurry, children!!!

Young Anastasia: My music box!

Marie: Anastasia! Come back, come back! Anastasia!

Bartok: [grunt; on impact of landing on window sill] Oy.

Marie: Please hurry!

Young Dimitri: Come this way, out the servants quarters.

Marie: Hurry, Anastasia!

Bartok: Rasputin, she’s getting away!

Young Anastasia: My music box!

Young Dimitri: Go, go!

Guard: Comrades, in here!

Guard: Where are they, boy?

Young Dimitri: [moans] Uh, ah! .

Young Anastasia: Grandmama!

Marie: Keep up with me, darling!

Marie: [sees the evil holy man.] Rasputin!

Young Anastasia: Let me go, please!

Rasputin: [thrashing in the water] You’ll never escape me, child! NEVER!

Young Anastasia: Oh, let me go!

Rasputin: Bartok!

Bartok: Master!

Bartok: Uh…

Marie: Anastasia, hurry, hurry!!

Young Anastasia: Grandmama!!

Marie: Here, take my hand! Hold on to my hand!

Young Anastasia: Don’t let go!

Marie: Oh, Anastasia!

Marie: ANASTASIA!!!!!!!!

Marie: [narrating] So many lives were destroyed that night. What had always been was now gone forever. And my Anastasia, my beloved grandchild… I never saw her again.

Footman: Your highness…

Coachman: Hyah!

Marie: [narrating] There was a time, not very long ago, when we lived in an enchanted world of elegant palaces and grand parties.

Marie: [narrating] The year was 1916…

Marie: [narrating; Move into palace] …and my son Nicholas, was the Czar of Imperial Russia.

Marie: [narrating] Hello, darling. We were celebrating the three hundredth anniversary of our family’s rule.

Young Anastasia: Oh, Papa!

Marie: [narrating] …and that night, no star burned brighter than that of our sweet Anastasia, my youngest granddaughter.

Marie: [narrating] She begged me not to return to Paris - so I had a very special gift made for her…

Marie: [narrating] … to make the separation easier for both of us.

Young Anastasia: For me?! Is it a jewelry box?!

Servant: Dimitri, you belong in the kitchen.

Young Dimitri: Let go!

Marie: Look.

Young Anastasia: [gasps] It plays our lullaby!

Marie: [singing; with Anastasia; Marie hands Anastasia the key] You can play it at night before you go to sleep. And pretend that it’s me singing. ♪On the wind, cross the sea, hear this song and remember.♪ ♪Soon you’ll be home with me once upon a December.♪ Read what it says.

Young Anastasia: Together in Paris". Really? Oh, Grandmama!

Dimitri: [singing as Jonathan Dokuchitz] It's the rumor, the legend, the mystery. It's the Princess Anastasia who will help us fly. You and I, friend, will go down in history. We'll find a girl to play the part and teach her what to say. Dress her up and take her to Paris. Imagine the reward her dear old grandmamma will pay. Who else could pull it off but you and me?

Dimitri: [Anya just saved him from falling off the baggage car of the train chasing after the engine] If we live through this, remind me to thank you.

Dimitri: [struggles to uncouple the baggage car from the burning locomotive; breaks a hammer while cutting the train couplings between the train engine's tender and baggage car; Anya hands him a dynamite; sticks the dynamite on the coupling; they hide behind boxes; they duck their heads as the dynamite on the coupling between the engine's tender and baggage car explodes to separate the runaway locomotive] Come on! I need a wrench - an ax! Anything! Come on! There's gotta be something in there better than this! ...That'll work! Go, go, go! What do they teach you in those orphanages?

Dimitri: [after they escape from a runaway train, uncoupled from the overheated train engine, coal tender, ruined baggage car, and separated dining car, coach, and observation car] I hate trains! Remind me never to get on the train again.

Anya: I am grateful. Grateful to get away!

Anya: What? Hey - why are you circling me? What were you, a vulture in another life?

Anya: [after waking up, flailing her arm and smacking Dimitri in the nose] Oh, sorry. I thought you were someone el-oh, it's you. Well, that's okay, then.

Anya: Please, don't talk anymore, okay? It's only gonna upset me.

Anya: You bought me a...tent.

Anya: This place. It's - It's like a memory from a dream.

Anya: [singing] Heart don't fail me now. Courage don't desert me. Don't turn back now that we're here. People always say life is full of choices, no one ever mentions fear. Or how the world can seem so vast on a journey to the past.

Anya: Men are such babies.

Dowager Empress Marie: Knowing that you are alive, seeing the woman you have become, brings me joy I never thought I could feel again.

Dowager Empress Marie: Dimitri, I've heard of you! You're that con man from St. Petersburg, who was holding auditions to find an Anastasia look-a-like!

Dowager Empress Marie: [looking at the photo, of young Anastasia, on the desk and places it face down] My heart can't take it anymore. I will see no more girls claiming to be Anastasia.

Dowager Empress Marie: [narrating] So many lives were destroyed that night. What had always been was now gone forever. And my Anastasia, my beloved grandchild...I never saw her again.

Dowager Empress Marie: [narrating] From that moment on, the spark of unhappiness in our country was fanned into a flame that would soon destroy our lives forever.

Dowager Empress Marie: [narrating] Consumed by his hatred for Nicholas and his family, Rasputin sold his soul for the power to destroy them.

Dowager Empress Marie: [narrating] But we would never be together in Paris, for a dark shadow had descended upon the house of the Romanovs. His name was Rasputin. We thought he was a holy man, but he was a fraud; power-mad and dangerous.

Dowager Empress Marie: [First lines, narrating] There was a time, not very long ago, when we lived in an enchanted world of elegant palaces and grand parties. The year was 1916 and my son, Nicholas, was the Czar of Imperial Russia. We were celebrating the 300th anniversary of our family's rule. And, that night, no star burned brighter than that of our sweet Anastasia, my youngest granddaughter. She begged me not to return to Paris, so I had a very special gift made for her, to make the separation easier, for both of us.