The Red Shoes
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1:00:32
- Grischa.
- It's chaos, chaos, chaos!

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- Grischa...
- Ah, Boris.

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- Mon dieu! The red shoes.
- What?

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The red shoes are not there!
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- Rideaut.
- Monsieur.

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Where are they?
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- You haven't hidden them yourself?
- No, no, no!

1:00:53
Yes! Fou! Fou!
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Boris, look here.
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Elephants.
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Clumsy elephants
have ruined my decor.

1:01:11
- Calm yourself.
- The door! The door! It won't shut.

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- Somebody must hold it.
- But who?

1:01:17
The call boy.
He'll have nothing to do.

1:01:20
- Dimitri.
- Give it to me. Hold the door.

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- Best of luck, Miss Page.
- I can't remember my entrance.

1:01:28
You think you can't.
What about this?

1:01:32
That's it. It's all right
when I hear the music.

1:01:35
Since you undoubtedly
will hear the music,

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it's undoubtedly
going to be all right.

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The music is all that matters.
Nothing but the music.

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If I had any doubts
about you, I'd be nervous.

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- Am I nervous?
- No.

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You're not dancing for an audience.
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You're dancing for
Ljubov, Ratov, myself,

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people you've danced for
many times before.

1:01:56
I believed in you
from the very beginning.

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But now everybody does.

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