[the overheated train engine and the baggage car have been separated from the rest of the train]
Dimitri: What was that?
Vladimir: I don't know, but there goes the dining car.
Anastasia: [voiceover, during a shot of Anya's farewell letter] Dear Grandmama, wish me luck. We'll be together in Paris again soon.
Anastasia: [singing] Years of dreams just can't be wrong!
Anastasia: I'm not afraid of you!
Rasputin: I can fix that! Care for a little swim under the ice?
[first lines]
Dowager Empress Marie: There was a time, not very long ago, where 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.
Bartok: [seeing a female bat flirt with him] Wow! I tell you what, wow!
Dowager Empress Marie: You'll stop at nothing, will you?
Dimitri: I'm probably about as stubborn as you are.
Young Anastasia: [the music box begins to play] It plays our lullaby!
Dowager Empress Marie: You can play it at night before you go to sleep, and pretend it's me singing!
Dowager Empress Marie: [about Dimitri to Anastasia] He didn't take the money.
Anastasia: [singing] I never cared for Stroganoff!
Vladimir: [singing] She said that like a Romanov!
Anastasia: One ticket to Paris, please.
Ticket Agent: Exit visa.
Anastasia: Exit visa?
Ticket Agent: No exit visa, NO TICKET!
Dimitri: [after nearly dying from a train wreck] I hate trains! Remind me *never* get on the train again.
Bartok: [after landing in Rasputin's lair] Oh, boy! Ow. I tell you what, ow!
Vladimir: [correcting Anya as she and Dimitri waltz] No, no, Anya. *You* don't lead, let him.
Dowager Empress Marie: [voiceover, after the siege of the palace] 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: [voiceover narration] We were celebrating the 300th anniversary of our family 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 special gift for her to make the separation easier for both of us.
[Dimitri is quizzing Anya]
Dimitri: Now, where was Uncle Boris from?
Anastasia: Moscow?
