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This is my boss, Jonathan Hart,

a self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

She's one lady who knows how to take care of herself.

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of both of them, which ain't easy,

'cause when they met, it was murder.

Et one...

two.

One...

and up.

Fifth plié.

Arabesque... et one.

And fifth.

Rond de jambe.

Yeah, good.

Tendu battement.

Portebra to the bar.

Fifth.

And portebra back.

Tendu battement.

Good.

En dedans.

Please with the same charming,

soft and elegant.

One.

Up.

And plié.

Through first position. Ja.

Careful with shoulders. Both shoulders at the same time.

Back.

Tendu battement.

Fifth to one.

Okay.

Nobody moves.

Second position arms.

And one.

Down. Demi-plié.

Chin up.

Very distinguished, ja?

Keep it.

Thank you. Take your five, please.

And be ready to start rehearsal after that.

Okay?

Uh, Leonard.

Oh, maestro.

Oh, thank you so much

for letting me take class with the company.

It was wonderful.

I know.

My pleasure, darling.

It is not every patroness of the arts

I would indulge so much.

So very generous.

Actually, you do quite well.

I do? Oh.

I was hoping you wouldn't notice.

But it's true.

If you had been so fortunate

to be born in Russia... Oh, no, no, no.

It's possible you'd be dancing with us this evening.

No, you're just being very kind to a former student.

Excuse me, maestro. Oh, thank you.

We thank you for the class. Oh, you're always welcome.

As always, it's been a great pleasure.

Oh. Thank you. I'll take that as compliment.

Do you know Jennifer Hart?

Didn't you dance with the Royal.

Maybe in another life, but not this one.

No, I'm with the Theater Society.

I'm sorry. I'm Christopher Hawks.

This is my partner, Michelle Barrie.

I know. I've seen you both dance many times.

You're wonderful. I've enjoyed it so much.

Uh, would you please excuse me right now?

I have to start rehearsal. See you.

Okay. Bye.

Who's that?

Comrade Zabin.

The eye's and the ears of the motherland.

The KGB.

Oh.

Well.

I thought you two would be on tour.

We start up in a month.

We're out here to do a television special.

But it's always fun to take one of Paniev's class.

And we're very friendly with Yuri.

Oh, yes. Yuri Rostoff.

He must be the greatest dancer in the world now.

Uh, I mean...

It's all right. I agree. There's no dispute.

Russian or Martian, he's the best.

You both have different styles, Christopher.

Yuri, be ready, please.

We will start with the end of ballet.

Be careful with your knee, no?

Vladimir!

I have warned you about that fooling business

when I am dancing.

I will not have it.

I have character.

I am not to stop acting

because the great Rostoff dances!

Yes! When I dance, you stop.

Or I will not permit you on this stage!

Boris,

I will not dance again with this... this...

This peacock primping at the back of me.

Hello?

Yuri, you were wonderful.

I don't know how it's possible,

but every time I see you, you jump higher.

Thank you, Mrs. Hart.

And Mr. Hart, how are you?

Oh, fine. Not as well as you.

Excuse me. You were great.

Yuri, this is for you.

Thank you.

Uh, Michelle, uh...

Michelle, this is my husband, Jonathan.

How do you do? It's a pleasure.

Yuri, we'll see you later. You were great.

Thank you for coming. See you later.

See you later. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

You were wonderful.

Thank you.

Beautiful work, Yuri.

Double-doubles knocked me out.

Well, thank you very much.

Did I detect a budding romance?

Oh, I think the bud has already blossomed.

You know, dancing is one of the most beautiful ways

to express love?

I didn't know you felt that way, darling.

Well, one doesn't like to point out their own inadequacies.

But you're an excellent dancer.

The truth: I always wanted to be Gene Kelly.

Oh. I thought you always wanted to be Frank Sinatra.

That was later, after I discovered I couldn't make it

as Gene Kelly.

Darling. Hm?

If you want to express your love,

be my guest.

Oh? Ha-ha.

♪ Just singin' ♪

♪ And dancin' ♪

♪ In the rain ♪

Oh, bravo!

Oh, my god. Vladimir.

Hi. I'm sorry I took so long.

I can't understand why they wanted to meet this late.

Well, you know TV people.

Well, what did they talk about?

Nothing worth telling now.

You don't think that capitalism

and the theater really work?

Right, comrade?

Mr. Hart, an artist exists for his art,

not for profit.

Here you are, comrade, Mr. H.

Oh, thanks, Max.

Three doubles of the real thing:

100 proof, 100 percent Russian vodka.

Oh, Mr. Max, very kind of you.

A toast.

To our two countries.

Thanks. I'll have to pass.

You do not drink vodka?

Keeps me awake at night.

How do you get to sleep?

Have a cup of coffee.

That does it for you?

Well, not much.

So?

Okay.

Here's looking at you.

In my country, we have a custom.

In my country, we have a custom...

a custom dishwasher.

Excuse me.

By all means.

Oh, I am sorry. What you were saying?

Oh, nothing important. It's just that, uh,

it's a shame we don't get to see you more often.

Well, you know, by the way,

it is already my third time in the West.

But unfortunate for me,

it's not often either.

Oh. Are they planning another tour?

Another tour?

Yes, very soon.

Uh, Yuri, I think I'm interrupting

with some diplomatic relations.

Oh, yes. Please excuse me.

I would like to speak with Michelle.

Oh.

Hello, beautiful.

Come on.

Oh, excuse me. Just catching a little ice.

Don't mean to put a chill on the East-West relationship.

Oh, darling, two years away from you.

It has been terrible torture.

Thank you for inviting us.

Oh, it was our pleasure.

Will we, uh, see you in class tomorrow?

Oh, no. I don't think so.

I'm going back to being a patroness.

I understand. I had a wonderful time.

Oh, I'm glad you could come.

We'll look forward to seeing your show.

Good night. Good night.

Good night. Good night.

Oh, what a nice party, Mrs. Hart.

Oh, well, it was nice having you, Mr. Hart.

It was nice being, uh... had, Mrs. Hart.

Oh.

Max.

Huh?

We're going up.

Good night.

May a sugarplum fairy dance on your pillow.

Darling... Hm?

Did you see Yuri go?

Actually, the last time I saw Yuri,

he was going pretty well.

Oh, I wonder why he didn't say goodbye?

Well, because I did not go.

I have taken my decision.

I stay in America.

You're defecting?

Yes. Thank you. That is right.

I am defect.

Please, forgive me for troubling you in this,

but I do not know what to do.

Oh, no, Yuri, it's no trouble.

But did you just decide to do this?

No. I have think about for long time.

I want so much to be with Michelle.

We are in very much love.

Excuse me, Mr. H.

But Ivan the Terrible is downstairs

with another Siberian husky.

Russian security?

You got it.

I don't think they came back for a chaser.

They seem to have misplaced one of their dancers.

I am sorry.

Darling, what are we gonna do?

Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll take care of it.

Good evening, gentlemen.

I'd offer you a drink, but we've already done that.

Mr. Hart, this is Comrade Voznevsky.

Please, forgive this intrusion.

You were most hospitable.

But it appears we are missing one of our party.

Uh, Yuri Rostoff.

Yes. Perhaps he became so engrossed in conversation

he failed to notice our departure.

Could you tell him we are waiting to return to the hotel?

Mr. Zabin,

Mr. Rostoff has decided to change his residence.

I'm afraid that is not permitted.

The company is required to stay together in a common hotel.

I don't think you understood.

See, Mr. Rostoff has taken refuge in our house.

Refuge?

Asylum.

He has taken his first step toward citizenship.

Now, gentlemen, uh, if you'll excuse me.

Mr. Hart,

I realize you're a very influential and important man,

but I believe you're outside your jurisdiction,

aiding a Russian national

in such an important matter.

Mr. Zabin, I don't mean to be rude,

but you're 10,000 miles outside of your jurisdiction.

Now, uh, it's getting late.

Good night.

Mr. Hart,

you will be hearing from my government.

Mr. Zabin,

you will be hearing from my government.

Oh, good morning, Max.

I ain't so sure.

I feel like I fell in the pickled herring.

I didn't sleep so well myself.

How's the boy?

He's not up yet.

Real big step, giving up your country.

Well, he's been thinking about it for a long time.

He wants to be with Michelle.

No argument there. That's one cute little muffin.

They haven't seen each other for two years.

Long time between dates.

Well, they're gonna make a lot of pas de deux together.

Uh, morning, Max.

Morning.

That for me?

Yes. Thanks.

You seen Yuri?

Yeah, he'll be down in a minute.

I think he's been on the phone with Michelle.

Oh.

I got it.

Want some more of that? That's good.

Yeah. MAN: Hello.

Sydney Marshall, FBI.

Well, have him come up.

Come on up.

That's efficiency for you.

I haven't even called him yet.

Maybe that's why they're so good at what they do.

I guess you're here about Yuri Rostoff.

That's correct. Won't you sit down?

Thank you.

I hope you don't mind.

But I have to record this conversation.

It's standard procedure in these cases.

I'm not, uh, quite sure what the procedure is,

but I assume that once you have him in custody,

the KGB can't touch him.

Mm.

Hi, Yuri.

Good morning, Max. How are you?

I'll have your porridge hot enough for you in a second.

Oh, thank you very much.

The FBI is here.

Mr. and Mrs. H are with him in the living room.

Well, there does seem to be some confusion, Mr. Hart.

We're not here to take custody, so to speak.

What about political asylum?

That's a problem if criminal charges are filed.

Criminal charges?

Mm-hm.

Just a minute. Uh, who called you?

Didn't, uh, Russian security call you?

Somebody called us, but they didn't leave their name.

About what?

The possibility of murder.

Murder? Of who?

Vladimir... Dok... um...

Dokov... Dok... Duke... Doko... Dokoudovsky.

Thank you.

According to our anonymous informant, Mr...

The dancer was stabbed to death in his dressing room

by Mr. Rostoff.

One of my men is at the theater right now checking it out.

You mean, what you're saying is that...

That Yuri supposedly killed Vladimir.

Mm-hm.

You're here and you haven't established

whether or not there's a murder?

Well, I admit it's a bit unusual, Mr. Hart,

but, uh, our informant said I'd find Rostoff here.

I didn't want to take a chance of losing him.

Yes, he's here.

He spent the night.

When was this supposed murder to take place?

Last night.

As a matter of fact, I have to call the theater right now

and verify the crime.

Well, before you call, maybe we can have Yuri come in.

Max, is Yuri still out there?

No, he just took off in the station wagon.

He asked for the keys and I thought it was okay.

Mr. Hart, you better give me the plate number on that car.

3 HARTS.

Christopher, did you hear? He's done it.

He called me this morning.

And he's with the Harts and they're gonna help him.

Did he tell you about Vladimir?

Vladimir? What about him?

He's dead.

I don't understand.

You know they never got along.

And you're saying that Yuri killed him?

I can't believe that.

You can believe he loves you.

What has that got to do with it?

I can't understand why you're behaving like this.

It's been over for us for years.

I still love you, but not in that way.

It was beautiful for us until him.

Yuri wants us to go on being partners.

He doesn't want to interfere in that.

Oh, really?

And who is he gonna dance with?

You think he's gonna settle for seconds?

You're the best.

He knows that.

He's using you.

Maybe he decided to defect after he killed Vladimir.

You know he's been thinking about that for a long time.

I guess you'll have a chance to ask him yourself, huh?

Yuri.

Oh, darling.

Well, Christopher, how are you?

Could be better.

Me, too.

Why did you think Yuri would be here?

Well, if I was in trouble,

didn't know anybody I could trust,

I'd turn to the woman I love.

I certainly hope the KGB

isn't as romantic as you are.

Christopher told me about Vladimir.

Darling, I swear, I do not know.

The last time I see him he was alive.

But who would want to kill him?

Well, I have feel like that many times.

But I could not do such a thing.

What is it?

It is KGB bag of tricks!

To keep you from defecting?

Yes.

And, by the way, Christopher,

who tell you Vladimir was dead?

They did.

They? You mean Zabin?

Yes. He called looking for you.

You see what I tell you?

It is them.

Yes?

Michelle, it's Jennifer and Jonathan Hart.

Sorry to barge in on you like this.

Oh, Christopher.

Well, we were wondering if you heard anything from Yuri.

I have not kill anyone.

We know that. We're here to help.

Yuri couldn't kill anyone. You must believe that.

It is true, Jonathan.

I swear on grave on my mother,

I do not did this terrible thing.

Comrade Rostoff, you will come with us now.

Don't do a thing, Yuri.

Michelle, stay here.

Halt! Halt!

Don't do it, Yuri!

Yuri, don't!

Why don't we see how far he can get?

Mr. Hart, this time you've gone too far.

Go around to the street. See if you can find him.

There you go.

I just didn't want to see him get hurt,

that's all.

Mr. Hart, Mrs. Hart.

Nice to see you again.

Have you two gentlemen met each other?

This is Mr. Zabin of Russian security.

This is Mr. Marshall of the FBI.

I was told at the theater I could meet you here.

I would like to say that this gentlemen has interfered

with the apprehension of a Russian national.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Zabin. I really can't comment.

But I would like your opinion

about the matter of the body at the theater.

Body at the theater?

Well, actually, there isn't any body.

You mean Vladimir isn't dead?

I, uh, don't know.

He's certainly nowhere to be found.

What are you talking about?

We received an anonymous call this morning that...

That a Vladimir... Dok... Dokov... Dokou...

Dokoudovsky.

Yes.

Was reportedly killed at the theater last night

by one Yuri Rostoff.

I do not know of any murder.

As for Comrade Dokoudovsky, he was taken ill

and put on a flight to Moscow.

Well, I would certainly like to meet Mr. Rostoff,

depending on who finds him first.

Of course.

We will contact you when we do.

I think we'll go by the theater.

Isn't it a bit early?

I meant backstage.

Oh.

You think the KGB killed Vladimir?

Well, that would be one way to get Yuri back.

But they can't claim Yuri killed anyone

unless there's a body to prove it.

That's what we're gonna look for:

a body.

Oh, excuse me, please.

Oh, hi, Willie. I... I forgot my ballet slippers.

I tell you, Mrs. Hart.

You dancers is always forgetting something.

Isn't it the truth?

That man your partner?

Well, uh, I tap a little,

but actually I look after her things.

Ha. Don't look like you're doing to good.

Oh, you should see his buck and wing.

Nice and tidy, isn't it?

Certainly is.

All it needs is a bow on top.

You smell that?

Cleaning fluid?

What's that?

Blood. You sure?

Uh-huh.

The most difficult stain to get out.

What's over here?

Darling, look at this.

That's Vladimir.

And family.

This is certainly not the kind of thing you leave behind,

no matter how serious your illness is.

Uh-huh. Maybe they forgot

to pack this up when they packed up Vladimir.

I better put it away.

Maybe it was a little too coincidental.

Maybe that stain on the floor

was really from a leaky fountain pen.

Maybe Vladimir forgot the photographs of his family

because he was in such a hurry to leave.

And maybe that phone call

was really from a practical joker.

But maybe we should call the FBI.

Darling, you're a dancer.

Now, let's just say

that the lead dancer did decide to defect

and his backup got sick,

and there was a performance the next night...

Tonight, as matter of fact.

Don't you think that they would have called a doctor

before they shipped him back to Red Square?

That depends on how sick he really was.

Sick of living.

Hm? I mean, he looked pretty well the last time I saw him.

I got it.

Who is it, the FBI or the KGB?

L.A.P.D.

Mr. Hart.

Officer Burke, how are you?

Nice to see you.

Thank you. I'm fine.

Uh, do you know this gentleman?

Oh, I certainly do.

Yuri Rostoff, he's a friend of mine.

Hello, Jonathan.

Well, there's no big problem then.

Mr. Rostoff was driving on the wrong side of the double yellow.

No license, no registration.

And I managed to catch up to him at just as he got to your gate.

Well, he's new in this country.

It figures he's not a local boy.

Well, he's going to become a citizen, though.

No kidding?

Well, here are a few citations

just to get the ball rolling.

Oh, thank you very much.

Welcome to America.

So long, Mr. Hart.

So long, Officer Burke.

Please.

I am sorry that I make for you such trouble.

Oh, don't worry about that, Yuri.

If Vladimir's alive, you have no problems.

Unfortunately,

Jonathan feels he may not be.

If Vladimir was that sick,

do you think he'd leave that quickly?

No. I don't believe.

He would have to be dying not to dance,

especially when I am gone.

Or dead.

Good evening.

Yuri!

Darling.

Happy endings, they always get me.

You see,

all I want is to be with this lovely person,

and to dance.

Mm.

Why must it be so complicate?

Sit down, Michelle.

What about Christopher?

How is Christopher taking all this?

I thought he was very happy for Yuri,

but I suppose he's really not.

Why do you say that?

Christopher and I used to be very close

besides the dancing.

You know what I mean?

Oh.

I have a feeling that Christopher

may not be so happy to be

in the past tense.

For sure.

What's bothering you, Yuri?

It is Christopher.

He said that the KGB called him about Vladimir.

They told him he was dead.

He said they were looking for Yuri.

It seems to me that, uh,

Christopher has a lot to lose

if you're around.

He certainly does.

He's not only lost his partner

but he's lost the woman he loves.

He said that to me this morning

But I told him that Yuri wanted us

to go on being partners.

The two of you aren't going dance together?

Maybe sometimes. We would.

Maybe that's what Christopher was thinking, too.

But to kill Vladimir?

Maybe he mean to kill me.

Except now Vladimir isn't dead.

Isn't that what you said?

Well, that's what the KGB says,

but I think they're covering it up.

But why?

Well, the way I figure it,

is if the premiere dancer did it,

they wouldn't want to have him coming back

and having to explain a premiere murder.

Well, what do they do now?

Well, I'd say that the, uh,

tutu is in their court.

He want to make deal.

I do not make a deal.

I present possibilities.

Anything to the contrary, I will deny.

Of course.

He want me to go back, as like to forgive

and forgot.

Then tonight,

I should dance final performance

and tomorrow I go home,

as if nothing happen.

Or?

Well, he said... No.

I do not say.

Whoever.

That there is rumor that Vladimir,

he is very sick.

And so sick, it is possible he might die.

Then what you're saying is

that Vladimir might be already dead.

We are not uninterested

in Comrade Dokoudovsky's unfortunate condition.

But other matters take precedence.

I'm afraid they got you, Yuri.

If Vladimir is dead,

they'll never let you in the country.

I can't let you go alone.

I want to go with you.

You cannot do that.

I cannot speak officially for my government,

but I'm sure that something could be worked out.

That's a very serious decision, Michelle.

I've been waiting for this.

I want to be with the man I love.

If he can't stay here, then I'll go there.

Comrade Rostoff.

I will wait for you outside in the car.

I hope to have the pleasure of meeting you again.

Perhaps in Russia.

You are sure?

I love you and I want to be with you.

When Zabin arranges it, I will come.

I must go.

I thank you very much for your help.

Tonight, I dance.

Tonight, we all dance.

Hello, Christopher?

CHRISTOPHER: Michelle, where are you?

I've been calling all over.

I'm sorry.

I've decided to do something that may not please you.

Yes?

What is it?

Yuri is going back home to Russia,

and I'm going with him.

What?

Michelle, you're crazy. You can't.

What about the show?

They can get someone else.

Well, what about your career?

You're throwing your life away.

I can dance in Russia.

And me?

You should understand, I love Yuri.

When are you leaving?

In the morning.

So soon.

I'd like to see you.

I think it's best if we don't.

I'll send for my things later.

Sure.

Look, I have to go now.

Yuri's at the theater

and he's dancing tonight

in his farewell performance.

Goodbye, Christopher.

I'll write.

Yes. Please do.

I am so scared.

Don't worry, Michelle.

We'll dance at your wedding, and I don't intend

to go any further north than San Francisco.

Do you really think he'll try something?

If he meant to kill Yuri in the first place,

this is his last chance.

It's Yuri's last chance, too.

Ten minutes. Ten minutes to curtain.

Thank you. Ten minutes!

Ten minutes to curtain.

It's me.

Yes, I know.

Keep your eyes open for something out of the ordinary.

You mean, uh, something like yourself?

That's right.

Something like myself.

Everyone, places, please.

Yuri, are you okay?

Okay.

Hi.

Did you notice anything?

Yes. I think you need to see the dentist.

Will you stop kidding around.

Have you seen anybody?

In this crowd? Are you crazy?

Who?

Christopher.

Your hunting season is over, Christopher.

There's your murderer.

Now if we only had a body.

Ask the men in the black jackets about that.

Yuri, please.

Do not make us drag you back like a child.

You weren't thinking of leaving us again, Comrade Rostoff?

It's Mr. Rostoff from now on.

Darling, whoever said that ballet was boring?

I don't know.

But whoever said it ain't got no class.

Darling.

Oh.

Mrs. Hart.

Ah.

You're going to be great, Max.

Honestly.

To tell you the truth, Mr. H,

I know you promised to dance at Yuri's wedding,

but I ain't so sure.

Jonathan's right. You'll be perfect, Max.

You're gonna be super. Trust us.

You'll be terrific.

All right. Once more with feeling, okay?

That's it. Now, from the top.