The Red Shoes Page #3

- Est-ce que vous -

- Comment?

- Are you a dancer?

- Yes, at night.

Not very much in the morning.

- I don't know very much about ballet.

- You are artiste?

Yes, I'm a composer.

Ahh, and you wish to see who?

WeIl, I'm afraid I'm not quite sure.

They are all there.

Make your choice.

Excuse me.

Can you tell me who's in charge here?

No idea, mate. There's about five

or six of 'em that thinks they are.

- Can you tell me who's in charge here?

- Don't ask me anything, young man.

I'm just somebody's mother, and that doesn't

mean much around here, I can tell you.

Can you tell me

who's in charge here?

In charge of what?

Mr. Lermontov asked me

to come here this morning.

- Why?

- He's engaged me.

- Not as a dancer, I hope.

- No.

Allons, mes enfants!

Au boulot!

And -

Well, Mr. Ratov,

Mr. Ljubov wants it moved.

It is on the plan, and there it stays.

Well, if you say so.

- Merci.

- Good morning, madame.

Ah, here comes

the great Boronskaja at last.

And today, she's only 43 minutes late.

Am I supposed

to congratulate myself on that?

I tell you, Irina,

my patience is at an end.

This time, I shall go to Lermontov

and I shall expIain to him...

how no theater is big enough

to hold both you and me!

- I might as well start packing.

- Oh, there is no hurry.

After all, he might choose

to dispense with my services.

He is quite crazy enough.

But if we go, we go together,

Grischa darling. Promise?

Kukushka.

- Who are you?

- Victoria Page.

I expect Mr. Lermontov

has spoken to you about me.

- He's invited me to come here -

- No, this is too much.

He invites them.

I teach them.

I get rid of them.

He forgets them.

And now, unhappy girl, will you please

go to the far corner of the stage...

where you'll meet

five other young ladies...

to whom Mr. Lermontov

has also extended his hospitality.

[ Woman ]

Jacquie. Jacquie!

[ Grischa ]

Encore!

[ Man ]

Quiet, please!

I want to rehearse the first act

of Heart of Fire.

Will everybody not concerned

leave the stage, pIease?

[ Man ]

Righto, boys. Stand back, what.

Hurry.

Is that so? Well, I agree.

[ Rapping ]

Where are you going, my dear?

I'm going to talk to Mr. Lermontov.

Don't you think it would be better

to wait until after the rehearsal?

Oh, no, that's all right.

You see, I know him personally.

Oh, well, that makes

all the difference, of course.

- Ratov!

- Yes, Boris?

No, stay where you are.

l'll come up.

[ Musicians Tuning lnstruments ]

Good morning, Mr. Lermontov.

- Good morning, Ratov.

- Boris.

Look here, we must do something

about this foreground piece here.

The girls last night had hardly room

to move. Ljubov was right, after all.

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