Get up. Quick, this instant. We haven't a moment to lose. [goes into Anastasia's room] Anastasia? Anastasia. Get up, Anastasia.
Anastasia [yawning]
Huh? What for? Why?
Oh, everyone's talking about it. The whole kingdom. Oh, hurry now. He'll be here any minute.
The Grand Duke. He's been hunting all night.
For that girl. The one who lost her slipper at the ball last night. They say he's madly in love with her.
Anastasia The Duke is?
Oh, no, no, no. The Prince.
And, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend!
Anastasia And I'm so eligible!
Why, that means I can go too!
Hah! Her, dancing with the Prince. [laughing]
Anastasia [mocking Cinderella]
I'd be honored, Your Highness. [holds out her flute] Would you mind holding my broom? [both waltz in place, laughing derisively]
Well, why not? After all I'm still a member of the family, and it said, "by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend."
Well, I see no reason why you can't go... if you get all your work done.
And, if you can find something suitable to wear.
I'm sure I can. Oh, thank you, Stepmother.
[she exits]
Mother! Do you realize what you just said?
[realizing]
Oh! If.
[they all laugh]
Anastasia Mother, I don't see why everyone else seems to have such nice things to wear, and I always end up in these old rags. This sash! Why, I wouldn't be seen dead in it!
You should talk. These beads! I'm sick of looking at them! Trash!
Anastasia Oh, I hate this...!
I don't see why...!
[They leave the room, complaining.]
Anastasia [as Anastasia tries on the glass slipper, which at first appears to fit]
There. I knew it was my slipper. Exactly my size. I always wear the same size. As soon as I saw it, I said...
Anastasia [the Herald lifts up her foot, revealing that the shoe just barely covers one toe] [gasps]
Well, it-it may be a trifle snug today. You know how it is, dancing all night. I can't understand why.
Anastasia [the Herald shrugs his shoulders, decides to roll up his sleeves, leaps onto her leg and starts to hammer the shoe on] [trying to make him come down]
It's always fit perfectly before. I don't think you're half trying. Mother, can you...
[hushing her daughter up because the Grand Duke is sleeping]
Shhh. Quiet, my dear. We mustn't disturb his Grace. [to the Herald] Young lady, are you sure you're trying it on the right foot?
Anastasia Oh, it's the right foot, but it must have shrunk or something. A glass shoe isn't always reliable.
Anastasia [Anastasia tries to kick the Herald due to the fact that he failed to make her fit the slipper]
Why can't you hold still a minute?
[the Grand Duke wakes up because the Herald bumps into the piano]
Oh, my word! Enough of this! The next young lady, please.
You are the only ladies of the household, I hope— [catches himself] I—I presume.
There's no one else, your Grace.
Quite so. Good day, good day.
[He starts to leave, but Cinderella suddenly appears at the top of the stairs.]
Your Grace! Your Grace! Please, wait. May I try it on?
Oh. Pay no attention to her.
Anastasia It's only Cinderella.
Anastasia From the kitchen.
Anastasia She's out of her mind.
Yes, just an imaginative child!
Madame, my orders were every maiden!
