Anna Karenina Page #4

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Oh, er, if any of the guests...

l'll take care of everything.

Ah...

my Anna.

And all for a man like Karenin,

- that pickled carp.

- Shh.

(Humming happily)

(Anna ) Only friends in here, Matvey,

do you understand?

- Are the guests being entertained?

- Yes, excellency.

But it is not housekeeper's work.

Matrona is quite overwhelmed.

The Prince and Princess

will be joining them at once.

Thank you, excellency.

May l ask your excellency

for news of Master Sergei?

lndeed you may, Matvey.

There you are.

There he is.

Oh, he has grown into

a fine little gentleman.

But they've cut off all his curls.

Quite the young man.

lt's better that way.

He's adorable.

Oh, Kitty!

The best flower of the ball.

- Oh, Anna.

- What is it?

- l thought you'd come in mauve, not black.

- Why mauve?

Or lilac - at least it's more romantic.

Quelle horreur.

Don't you love me still, even in black?

Oh, l do, l do, it's terribly distinguished.

Well, l felt quite certain

that you'd come in pink.

What does it feel like to be eighteen?

Nineteen. Oh, dreadfully old!

Oh, l know. Oh, l felt just like that

when l was nineteen.

ln red stockings and a little satin cloak!

And l'd sit with my cheek against the window,

looking out into the snow

- and dreaming.

- Oh, l know.

Feeling the dark room behind you

and the warmness, and wondering...

wondering who will be

coming down the street.

ls he coming?

ln his uniform.

Anna, l think he's going to speak to me.

Oh, don't be frightened. You're very pretty.

l don't mind about other men,

but somehow...

somehow when l'm with him

l can...l can hardly breathe.

- ( # Waltz playing)

- Oh... Oh, Anna, it's going to be a lovely ball.

You're so young. So very young.

Don't you love dancing?

But you're the most beautiful of all.

Anna, say something to him.

- To Vronsky?

- Speak to him, say something nice about me.

- You've met him.

- You don't need me.

Besides, you should ask Dolly, you know that.

Oh, Dolly.

Would you?

Yes, l will.

Oh! Anna, thank you!

You've got my life in your hands.

My whole life.

Ladies, ladies, what's this? Not dancing?

Anna Karenina, shame on you!

For shame, are you in hiding?

Ah, ravissante!

Parfaitement ravissante.

Mademoiselle Kitty.

Now come, on with the dance.

Oh, no, l don't feel in the least like it,

Korsunsky.

The queen of the ball?.

Oh, come now, Madame Karenina.

- just once round the room, it's nearly finished.

- Please...

Anna.

- lf we must.

- Bravo!

Ah, Vienna! What rhythms!

(Hums along)

Good evening, Count.

Good evening, Kitty. Nice gown.

- Do you like it?

- Yes. Very much.

Like a dream you float, dear lady!

That's Anna Karenina.

l know.

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