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...!
[screaming, clinging to the "relic", whimpers and hanging upside down]
Bartok:
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? OK, OK, I get the message! Enough already with the glowing and the smoke people!
[sighs]
Bartok:
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!
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