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You just need to follow the sign.

And they wait for you just around the corner.

Okay.

Thank you, China.

I wish you good luck.

Yes, I need that.

I'm sorry. I'm looking for Stig.

Stig? Yeah. I'll show you where he is.

Thank you.

- Hello. - Hi.

- Pleased to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Sylvia Canvel.

And I am Michael.

- Boris. - Nice to meet you.

My pleasure.

Georgi.

This used to be a sugar factory.

That means we shoot the hotel scenes in Moscow.

We have the locations.

I went there and found some really interesting places.

You will hire Russians for the crew,

and for the Russian girls.

Shooting in Russia, Russian girls, no problem.

Yes, but there's still a problem for the two weeks here.

My crew is ready to make a big effort.

They were deeply shocked by Grégoire's death.

They felt guilty because of the change.

Besides, I've signed with Kultura to adapt a best-seller.

It's a big budget and I promised the crew I'd keep them.

It's not just about the crew.

Four weeks of shooting means many costs.

For shooting to continue,

TV station has to pay for everything.

We pay only for that part shot in Russia.

That's not what you told us.

That means we are in a corner,

because we can't sign any checks

until the receiver is appointed.

And you can be sure he won't spend anything,

not even a single krone, on the film.

♪ Johnny, remember me

♪ Well, it's hard to believe, I know ♪

♪ But I hear her singing in the sighing of the wind ♪

♪ blowin' in the tree tops way above me ♪

♪ Johnny, remember me

♪ Yes, I'll always remember

♪ 'til the day I die

♪ I'll hear her cry

♪ Johnny, remember me

♪ Well, some day I guess

♪ I'll find myself another little girl ♪

♪ to take the place of my true love ♪

♪ But as long as I live I know

♪ I'll hear her singing in the sighing of the wind ♪

♪ Blowin' in the tree tops way above me ♪

♪ Johnny, remember me ♪

♪ I wish that I was still in Paris yet ♪

♪ Hear them singing

♪ La, la, la, la lala

♪ La, la, lala, lee...

♪ They sing a song my poor heart never can forget ♪

♪ I wish this night that I were still in Paris yet ♪

♪ Hear them singing

♪ La, la, la, lala, lee

♪ La, la, lala, lee

♪ La, la, la, lala, lee

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la, lala, lee ♪♪

♪ When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother ♪

♪ What will I be?

♪ Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? ♪

♪ Here's what she said to me

♪ Que será, será, whatever will be, will be ♪

♪ The future's not ours to see, que será, será ♪

♪ What will be, will be

♪ When I grew up and fell in love, I asked my sweetheart ♪

♪ What lies ahead?

♪ Will we have rainbows day after day? ♪

♪ Here's what my sweetheart said ♪

♪ Que será, será, whatever will be, will be ♪

♪ The future's not ours to see, que será, será ♪

♪ What will be, will be

♪ Now I have children of my own, they ask their mother ♪

♪ What will I be?

♪ Will I be handsome? Will I be rich? ♪

♪ I tell them tenderly

♪ Que será, será, whatever will be, will be ♪

♪ The future's not ours to see, que será, será ♪

♪ What will be, will be

♪ Que será, será ♪