Anastasia

Your highness.

Hyah!

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.

- Hello, darling. - We were celebrating...

The 300th anniversary...

-Of our family rule. -Oh, Papa!

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.

For me? Is it a Jewellery box?

Dimitri, you belong in the kitchen!

Look.

It plays our lullaby.

You can play it at night before you go to sleep and pretend that it's me singing.

Read what it says.

"Together in Paris."

Really? Oh, Grandmama!

Mmm!

But we would never be together in Paris.

For a dark shadow...

Had descended upon the house...

Of the Romanov's.

His name was Rasputin.

We thought he was a holy man, but he was a fraud--

Power-mad and dangerous.

How dare you return to the palace!

But I am your confidant.

Confidant? Ha! You are a traitor! Get out!

You think you can punish the great Rasputin?

By the unholy powers vested in me,

I banish you with a curse.

Mark my words.

You and your family will die within a fortnight.

I will not rest until I see the end... Of the Romanov line forever!

Consumed by his hatred for Nicholas and his family,

Rasputin sold his soul for the power to destroy them.

Go.

Fulfill your dark purpose...

And seal the fate of the Czar and his family...

Once and for all.

From that moment on,

The spark of unhappiness in our country was fanned into a flame...

That would soon destroy our lives forever.

-Help! Help! -Hurry, children!

-My music box! -Anastasia!

Come back! Come back!

Anastasia!

Oh!

- Boy. - Please hurry!

Come this way! Out the servants' quarters!

-Hurry, Anastasia! -Rasputin, she's getting away!

-My music box! -Go! Go!

Comrades, in here! Where are they, boy?

-Grandmama! -Keep up with me, darling.

-Rasputin! -Let me go, please!

You'll never escape me, child! Never!

Let me go!

Bartok!

Master!

Uh--

Anastasia, hurry! hurry!

Oh!

-Grandmama! -Here, take my hand!

-Hold on to my hand! -Don't let go!

Oh! Anastasia!

Anastasia!

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.

Dimitri!

Well, Dimitri, I got us a theater.

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!

Who knows? Shh!

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? -Bye! Bye, everybody!

I'm listening, comrade Phlegmenkoff.

You've been a thorn in my side since you were brought here--

-Acting like the queen of Sheba... -Bye!

Instead of nameless no-account you are!

For the last 10 years,

I've fed you, I've clothed you,

-I've kept a roof over-- -Kept a roof over my head.

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?

-Well, I do have a clue to-- -Akh! I know.

"Together in Paris."

So, you want to go to France to find your family, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Little miss Anya, it's time to take your place in life--

In life and in line, and be grateful too.

"Together in Paris"!

Be grateful.

"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--

Whoever gave me this necklace must have loved me.

This is crazy. Me go to Paris?

Send me a sign!

A hint!

Anything!

Hey! Hey-hey-hey!

I don't have time to play right now, okay?

I'm waiting for a sign.

You-- would you please leave me alo--

Stop! Give me that back! Give-- give-- oh! Oh!

Oh, great.

A dog wants me to go to St. Petersburg.

Okay.

I can take a hint.

Oh, look! Look at the beautiful puppy!

One ticket to Paris, please.

-Exit visa. -Exit visa?

No exit visa, no ticket!

Oh! Hmph!

Psst! See Dimitri. He can help.

-Where can I find him? -At the old palace.

But you didn't hear it from me.

-Oh. -Go.

-Go, go, go. -Hmm, Dimitri.

-Nice, nice. Very nice. -And I look like princess.

-Okay, um-- -I dance like a feather.