Anastasia1997

[Dimitri and Vladimir have explained to Anya about their plan, except for the money, and leave her to think about it]

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:
I'm telling you: we're walking away too soon!

Dimitri:
Not to worry. I've got it all... under control. [grabs Vlad] Alright, but, walk a little slower. [They walk slow for a few seconds. Anya takes one good look at the portrait of herself and Empress Marie and has a feeling] Three... Two... One.

Anya:
Dimitri!

Dimitri:
[softly] Yes!

Vladimir:
[softly] Ha! Right in the palms of our hands.

Anya:
Dimitri, wait!

Dimitri:
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:
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:
You know, you know he's right! Either way, it gets you to Paris.

Anya:
Right! [gives Dimitri a solid shake; he grabs his hand in pain]