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220                                           Jack Fritscher

                 SHOT OF NICHOLAS AND ALEXANDRA lying awake
                 and distant in their bed. TATIANA opens the door to the
                 room her parents share with their sickly son.

             Tatiana: Father!
             Nicholas: Tatiana?
             Tatiana: I’m frightened, father.
             Nicholas: Come in, my girl.
             Tatiana: The noise. Outside. On the other side of the house.
                Trucks are gathering. The soldiers are drunk and shouting. We
                are all frightened, father. Anastasia is crying.
             Nicholas: Again.
             Alexandra: Anastasia cries enough for all of us. She is a silly girl.
             Nicholas: Anastasia is young. Too young. For this.
             Alexandra: You spoil our daughters.
             Nicholas: (Chucking TATIANA’s chin) As beautiful young
                Grand Duchesses should be.
             Alexandra: You fill them with useless dreams, Nikki. The life we
                knew is destroyed. Gone forever.
             Tatiana: Mother!
             Alexandra: These are hard new times, Tatiana. Because of these
                drunken Red soldiers, I am no longer Empress and you are no
                longer a Grand Duchess.
             Nicholas: (To Tatiana) You will always be my little Duchess.
             Alexandra: God has told me in a dream. We are the last of the
                Romanovs...Tomorrow the soldiers will have us scrubbing
                their lavatories.

                 A second KNOCK on the door. It is ANASTASIA.
                 As the door opens, the SHOT PANS to a CLOSE UP of
                 ANASTASIA.

             Nicholas: (Voice Over) Anastasia! My Anya... What is it?
             Anastasia: In our room. With Olga and Maria. Three soldiers.

                                ANOTHER ANGLE

             Nicholas: I’ll have them shot!


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