- [first lines]
- Jane: [narrating] So this is Berlin, a pounding heartbeat of a divided muscle. Grown out of fear of complete destruction.
- Ronald Reagan: [file tape] Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!
- Jane: Crushed and reduced to ashes, and it rose from it's ashes like a phoenix. Like a golden angel. People come to Berlin to dream, to dance, and to fall in love. And some of them... to fly away. I came here to sing.