But not Nicole.

Nicole. Nicole Niepas.

Thanks, Nicole.

What's going on, Nicole?

What happened, Nicole?

But Nicole... she's only 16.

Nobody will know you.

Do you like dancing, Nicole?

Nicole goes to the powerhouse.

You hear me, Nicole?

Give it back, Nicole.

The war's over, Nicole.

You're name is Nicole now, understand?

I traded my undershirt for it.

Daphne's really more attached to Irving Berlin than to anyone else.

Your life, lavinia well, it's kind of like a song.

I haven't reported her death. Her name was Nicole.

I despise that because it doesn't rhyme at all, but Daphne loves it.

Nicole's is out, they'd be on to you at once.

You've got to live, Nicole, and think of nothing else.

It isn't true I'm a thief. And my name isn't Nicole.

When ''Home Sweet Home'' and ''Annie Laurie'' are forgotten, this song will live on.

When the judge runs out of gas about cowboys and Indians, Queenie sings.

Connie. Connie!

Daini, Daini

Janet. Where are you, Janet?

Jennie. Aye, there.Jennie.

Nalini Nadkarni on conserving the canopy

I'm Annie Rowley... La Belle Anne.

You are Ninotchka, my Ninotchka.

Jennifer! Jennifer!

Jeanne!

I want to go home.

Remember, you've just learned to ride sidesaddle. I will so jump!

Well, if you fall off, don't cry and blame me. Rhett, stop her!

Oh, Ann?

Ann?

Ann!

Nettie.

Nettie!

Connie!

Janie!

Kids! Janie!

Oh, Annie! Annie!

Jeannie.