Anastasia Quotes in Anastasia (1997)

Anastasia: [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.

Anastasia: Do you really think I'm royalty?

Dimitri: You know I do!

Anastasia: Then stop bossing me around!

Anastasia: Men are such babies.

[Anya and Dimitri have been arguing on the train - Vlad enters the compartment]

Anastasia: Oh, thank goodness it's you!

[points to Dimitri]

Anastasia: Will you please remove him from my sight?

Vladimir: [to Dimitri] What have you done to her?

Dimitri: Me? It's *her*!

Anastasia: HA!

[leaves]

Vladimir: Oh! An unspoken attraction!

Dimitri: *Attraction*? To that skinny little brat? Have you lost your mind?

Vladimir: I was only asking a simple question...

Dimitri: Attraction... ridiculous!

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

Dimitri: I'm sorry Enya.

Anastasia: It's Anya.

Dimitri: Anya.

Anastasia: [enunciating] An-ya.

Dimitri: It's just that - you look an awful lot like... never mind.

Anastasia: [seeing something crash behind a speeding train after she just pulled Dimitri back inside] And to think that could have been you.

Dimitri: If we live through this, remind me to thank you.

[Dimitri and Anya are waltzing]

Dimitri: That, uh, that dress looks really good on you.

Anastasia: Do you think so?

Dimitri: Yeah. I mean, it looked nice on the hanger but it's even better on you. Y-you, you should wear it!

Anastasia: I *am* wearing it!

Dimitri: Oh, oh yes, I was just, um, trying to give you a... a...

Anastasia: Complement?

Dimitri: Yeah.

Vladimir: [singing] It's one, two, three/ And suddenly/ I see it at a glance/ She's radiant/ And confidant/ And born to take this chance/ I taught her well/ I planned it all/ I just forgot/ Romance/ Vlad, how could you do this?/ How will we get through this?/ I never should have let them/ Dance!

Anastasia: I feel a little... dizzy.

Dimitri: Kind of... light-headed?

Anastasia: Yeah...

Dimitri: Me too. Probably from all the spinning.

[they stop dancing]

Dimitri: Maybe we should stop.

Anastasia: [quietly] We *have* stopped.

Dimitri: Anya, I...

Anastasia: Yes?

[they lean in... ]

Anastasia: [singing] And I recall his yellow cat!

Vladimir: [singing to Dimitri] I don't believe we told her that...

Dowager Empress Marie: You're a very good actress, best yet in fact. But I've had enough.

[starts to walk away]

Anastasia: Peppermint?

Dowager Empress Marie: Oil for my hands.

Anastasia: Yes... I spilled a bottle. The carpet was soaked and it forever smelled of peppermint - like you. I used to lie on that rug and oh how I missed you while you were away...

Anastasia: [after Dimitri is kicked out of the Dowager Empress Marie's private balcony at the Russian ballet] It was all a lie, wasn't it?

Dimitri: No, no...

Anastasia: You used me? I was just part of your con to get her money?

Dimitri: No, no, no, no - look, it may have started out that way, but everything's different now, because you really are Anastasia. You are!

Anastasia: Stop it! From the very beginning, you lied! And I not only believed you, I actually...

[grunts]

Dimitri: Anya, listen, when you spoke about the hidden door in the wall, and about the little boy, listen to me, that was...

Anastasia: NO! I don't want to hear about anything that I said or remembered, you just leave me alone!

[slaps Dimitri, then storms away]

Dimitri: [hollers after her] Anya, please, you have to know the truth!

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

Anastasia: Well, I think we did, too. But I appreciate your apology.

Dimitri: Who said anything about an apology? I was just saying that...

Anastasia: Please don't talk anymore, it's only going to upset me.

Dimitri: Fine, I'll be quiet if you be quiet.

Anastasia: Alright, I'll be quiet.

Dimitri: Fine.

Anastasia: Fine.

Dimitri: Fine.

Anastasia: Fine... So you think you're gonna miss it?

Dimitri: Miss what? Your talking?

Anastasia: No! Russia.

Dimitri: Nope.

Anastasia: But it was your home.

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

Anastasia: Then you must plan on making Paris your true home.

Dimitri: What is it with you and homes?

Anastasia: Well for one thing it's something every normal person wants. And for another thing... it's thing where ya just...

Dimitri: What?

Anastasia: Forget it!

[grunts in frustration]

Dimitri: What are you looking for?

Anastasia: The Russian Circus. I think it's still in here.

Dowager Empress Marie: [looking through her memory box] Oh look! The drawing you gave me! Remember?

Anastasia: Oh yeah... Olga made me so mad; she said it looked like a pig riding a donkey!

[laughs]

Anastasia: She was right.

Dowager Empress Marie: [nostalgically] Ah, your laughter. Once again, I hear my Nicky, your dear father.

[retrieves a tiara from her dresser]

Dowager Empress Marie: But you have the beauty of your mother, Alexandra - Empress of all Russia.

[ceremoniously places tiara on Anastasia's head]

Rasputin: [sneering] Long Live the Romanovs!

Anastasia: All right! I couldn't have said it better myself!

[tackles him]

[Dimitri is going to announce Anya to the Dowager; Anya stops him]

Anastasia: Dimitri?

Dimitri: Yes?

Anastasia: [a bit nervous] Look, we've been through a lot together...

Dimitri: [getting excited] Uh-huh?

Anastasia: [very nervously] And... I just wanted to...

Dimitri: [very excitedly] Yes?

Anastasia: Well...

[looses her nerve]

Anastasia: thank you, I guess. Yes. Thank you for everything.

[both turn away from each other. Dimitri turns back]

Dimitri: Anya, I...

Anastasia: [quickly turns to face him, excited] Yes?

Dimitri: [nervous] I... I'm, um...

Anastasia: [very excited] Ye-es?

Dimitri: [also loses his nerve] I want to wish you good luck, I guess.

Anastasia: [disappointed] Oh.

Anastasia: Oh no, not me... nope! No... nobody ever told me I had to *prove* I was the grand duchess!

Dimitri: Look, I...

Anastasia: Show up, yes. Look nice, fine. But lie?

Dimitri: You don't know if it's a lie. What if it's true?

Anastasia: [Looking at a photo of her family] I remember now how much I loved them.

Dowager Empress Marie: They would not want us to live in the past, not now that we have found each other.

Dimitri: [after making a deal with Anya] May I present... Her Royal Highness, the Grand Duchess Anastasia.

Anastasia: Pooka, we are going to Paris!

Dimitri: Uh, the dog stays.

Anastasia: I'm talking about the dog goes.

Dimitri: No, the dog is not going.

Anastasia: I say he's going.

Dimitri: I'm allergic to dogs.

Bartok: [after hearing Dimitri and Anya argue] Anastasia? Yeah, just one problem there, fella. Anastasia's dead. All the Romanovs are dead. They're dead. Dead, dead, dead. Am I right, my friend?

[to the "relic"]

Bartok: I mean, how could that be Ana... WAAGHH!

[clinging to the "relic"]

Bartok: YEEUUGHH!

Bartok: [hanging upside down] Oh, come on! Am I supposed to believe that thing woke up after all these years, just because some guy claims she's a Romanov?

Bartok: OK, OK, I get the message! Enough already with the glowing and the smoke people!

Bartok: [moves away] If that thing's come back to life, that must mean... Anastasia's ALIVE!

Dimitri: Just leave the dog.

Anastasia: I am not leaving the dog!

Bartok: And that's her!

Anastasia: [imitating Comrade Phlegmenkoff after leaving the orphanage] "Be grateful, Anya." I *am* grateful - grateful to get away!

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] Yes, let this be a sign, / Let this road be mine, / Let it lead me to my past, / And bring me home - at last!

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?

Anastasia: One ticket to Paris, please.

Ticket Agent: Exit visa.

Anastasia: Exit visa?

Ticket Agent: No exit visa, NO TICKET!

[Dimitri is quizzing Anya]

Dimitri: Now, where was Uncle Boris from?

Anastasia: Moscow?

Anastasia: [singing] I never cared for Stroganoff!

Vladimir: [singing] She said that like a Romanov!

Jaq: Poor Cinderelly. Ev'ry time she find a minute, that's the time when they begin it. "Cinderelly! Cinderelly!"

Drizella, Anastasia: [from downstairs] Cinderella!

[Jaq closes door]

Jaq: [singing] Cinderelly, Cinderelly / Night and day it's Cinderelly / Make the fire! Fix the breakfast! / Wash the dishes! Do the moppin'!

Mice: And the sweepin', and the dustin' / They always keep her hoppin'.

Jaq: She go around in circles 'till she very, very dizzy / Still they holler...

Mice: Keep-a busy, Cinderelly!

[Drizella hits high note, while Anastasia's finger gets caught in the flute, causing it to hit Drizella's chin]

Drizella: You clumsy...

[takes flute and hits Anastasia in the head]

Drizella: You did it on purpose!

Anastasia: [takes flute and hits Drizella in the head] You're always...

Stepmother: Girls. Girls.

Anastasia: It's her fault, Mother.

Stepmother: Above all, self-control.

[Cinderella knocks on the door]

Stepmother: [Angry, slams on piano keys] Yes!

[as Anastasia tries on the glass slipper, which at first appears to fit]

Anastasia: There. I knew it was my slipper. Exactly my size. I always wear the same size. As soon as I saw it, I said...

[the Herald lifts up her foot, revealing that the shoe just barely covers one toe]

Anastasia: Oh. Well, it-it may be a trifle snug today. You know how it is, dancing all night. I can't understand why.

[the Herald tries to hammer the shoe on]

Anastasia: It's always fit perfectly before. I don't think you're half trying. Mother, can you...

Stepmother: [indicating the sleeping Grand Duke] Shh. Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb his Grace.

[to the Herald]

Stepmother: Young man, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot?

Stepmother: Drizella? Drizella!

Drizella: Mmm? What?

Stepmother: Get up. Quick, this instant! We haven't a moment to lose! Anastasia? Anastasia. Get up, Anastasia!

Anastasia: Huh? What for? Why?

Stepmother: Oh, everyone's talking about it - the whole kingdom! Oh, hurry now. He'll be here any minute.

Drizella: [yawning] Who will?

Stepmother: The Grand Duke! He's been hunting all night.

Drizella: Hunting?

Stepmother: For that girl! The one who lost her slipper at the ball last night. They say he's madly in love with her.

Anastasia: The Duke is?

Stepmother: Oh, no, no, no. The Prince!

Cinderella: [upon hearing of the royal ball] Why, that means I can go, too.

Drizella: [to Anastasia and Stepmother] Hah! Her, dancing with the Prince.

Anastasia: [mocking Cinderella] I'd be honored, Your Highness. Would you mind holding my broom. Ha Ha!

[after Cinderella has surprisingly managed to procure a ball gown, Anastasia and Drizella protest]

Stepmother: Girls, please. After all, we did make a bargain, didn't we, Cinderella?

[notices her daughters' discarded articles on Cinderella]

Stepmother: And I never go back on my word. Hmm. How very clever. These beads - they give it just the right touch. Don't you think so, Drizella?

Drizella: No, I don't. I think she's...

[gasps]

Drizella: Why, you little thief! They're *my* beads! Give them here!

[rips them off]

Cinderella: Oh, no!

Anastasia: Oh, and look, that's my sash! Wearing my sash, she can't!

[the two stepsisters proceed to destroy Cinderella's dress completely]

Anastasia: And my ribbon!

Cinderella: No, please...

Drizella: You ungrateful little...!

Stepmother: Girls, girls. That's quite enough. Hurry along, now, both of you. I won't have you upsetting yourselves.

[She takes one look at Cinderella before leaving]

Stepmother: Good night.

[as the Duke is about to leave]

Cinderella: Your Grace. Your Grace. Please, wait. May I try it on?

Stepmother: Oh. Pay no attention to HER.

Anastasia: It's only Cinderella.

Drizella: Our scullery maid...

Anastasia: From the kitchen.

Drizella: It's ridiculous.

Anastasia: Impossible.

Drizella: She's out of her mind.

Stepmother: Yes, yes. Just an imaginitive child!

Grand Duke: [in an official and impatient tone] Madam, my orders were *every* maiden!

Stepmother: And, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.

Drizella: Why, that's us!

Anastasia: And I'm so eligible!

Anastasia: The poor have only one advantage; they know when they are loved for themselves.

[the former Tsar and his family plant in the palace gardens]

Tsar Nicholas II: There. In just a few months, these will be turnips.

Anastasia: Carrots.

Tsarevich Alexei: And when they grow, will we still be here to eat them?

Drizella: [from trailer] Cinder Wench!

Anastasia: Dirty Ella!

[chuckles briefly]

Drizella: Cinderella!

[Anastasia is struggling to put on the glass slipper, which is far too small for her foot]

Anastasia: [prolonged, unlady-like grunt] *IT FITS ME!*