If you are having trouble keeping Barnaby’s sergeants straight just remember:
Troy was a terrible driver.
Jones vaulted fences like a boss. A. BOSS.
And Dan Scott? Erm. Let’s just forget about him.
This is one of my favorite movies. The Elegant Dancing Movie should come swiftly back into fashion except I’m terrified to see who they would cast in it.
Heaven, I’m in heaven. And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak. And I seem to find the happiness I seek. When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek.