Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)

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Beauty and the Beast is a 1991 animated film about a prince cursed to spend his days as a hideous monster who sets out to regain his humanity by earning a young woman's love. It was produced by Walt Disney Feature Animation and released by Walt Disney Pictures

Directed by Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise. Written by Roger Allers, Kelly Asbury, Brenda Chapman, Jeanne-Marie Leprince de Beaumont, Tom Ellery, Kevin Harkey, Robert Lence, Burny Mattinson, Brian Pimental, Joe Ranft, Chris Sanders, Bruce Woodside and Linda Woolverton.
The most beautiful love story ever told.


  • [to the chickens] Is he gone? Can you imagine? He asked me to marry him. Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless?
  • Phillipe, please, steady. [she enters the gate and sees Maurice's hat on the ground] Papa.
  • That's funny, I'm sure there was someone... I-I-Is there anyone here?


Gaston: Hello, Belle.
Belle: Bonjour, Gaston. [Gaston grabs the book from Belle] Gaston, may I have my book, please?
Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Gaston: Belle, it's about time you got your head out of those books, [tossing book into the mud] and paid attention to more important things. Like me. The whole town's talking about it. [The Bimbettes, who are looking on, yawning. Belle has picked up the book and is cleaning off the mud] It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking.
Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval.
Gaston: [putting his hand around her shoulders] Why, thank you, Belle. What do you say you and me take a walk over to the tavern, and take a look at my trophies?
Belle: Maybe some other time.
Bimbette #1: What's the matter with her?
Bimbette #2: She's crazy!
Bimbette #3: He's gorgeous.
Belle: Please, Gaston, I can't. I have to get home to help my father. Goodbye.
Lefou: Ha ha ha, that crazy old loon, he needs all the help he can get! (Gaston and Lefou laugh heartily)
Belle: [angrily] Don't you talk about my father that way.
Gaston: Yeah, don't talk about her father that way! (He conks Lefou on the head.)
Belle: My father's not crazy! He's a genius! (Explosion in background. Gaston and Lefou continues laughs. Belle rushes home and descends into the basement.) [coughed] Papa?!
Maurice: How on earth did that happen? [Belle coughs continues] Doggone it! (He pulls the barrel off his waist, along with his pants.)
Belle: Are you alright, Papa?
Maurice: I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk! (kicks machine)

[Fade to the deep forest, night. After a few hours of traveling, it seems obvious that they are lost. Phillipe walks on cautiously, frightened out of his wits]
Maurice: We should be there by now. [above them, an owl hoots, adding to the spookiness of the environment] Perhaps we missed a turn. I guess I should have taken...wait a minute. [raising his lantern toward a sign with arrows pointing in separate directions, though the writing is faded and unreadable. Phillipe snorts, and whinnies to go one fashion, but he pulls his reins in the separate direction] No, let's go this way! [Phillipe whinnies and looks at the path Maurice has picked. It is dark and foggy, with many trees forming an archway. Then he looks at the other path, which is much more inviting. Phillipe whinnies to go on the safer path, but he pulls him toward the other one] C'mon, Phillipe, it's a shortcut! We'll be there in no time. [the two continue down the path, albeit slowly due to Phillipe, fearing what can be lurking about in the darkness. At that moment, a shadow whisks past them and the sound of howling fills the air, spooking Phillipe whinnies; looking at his map] This can't be right. Where have you taken us, Phillipe? We'd better turn around. [suddenly, the howling becomes louder. Phillipe whinnies to back up, afraid of whatever might be around them] Woah. Woah, boy. Woah, now. Woah, Phillipe. [but the spooked horse does not stop in time, and bumps into a hollow tree. A flocks of bats swarm out and surround them] Watch out! [Phillipe runs off in fear, not noticing where he's going] Woah! Woah, boy! [eventually, his steed stops until he sees where he is; at the edge of a very tall cliff] Back up! Back up! Back up! [they back off slowly, yet afraid to an inch of their lives] Nice boy, nice boy. That's nice, that's–back up! Easy. Easy! Now, easy. Easy.[the howling is now so loud, Phillipe whinnying] Oh no, Phillipe?! OW! [falls off the wagon train and crashed the lampost] No!

[after Beast barges in to see Maurice getting settled in the castle]
Beast: Who are you?! What are you doing here?!
Maurice: I-I-I was lost in the woods and--
Beast: You're not WELCOME HERE!
Maurice: I-I'm... I'm sorry.
Beast: What are you staring at?!
Maurice: Nothing.
Beast: So... you've come to stare at the BEAST, HAVE YOU?!?! [blocks Maurice's way]
Maurice: [pleaders] Please! I mean no harm, I just needed a place to stay!
Beast: I'll give you a place to stay! [picks up Maurice]
Maurice: [as Beast takes him to the tower] No, no, please! No! No! [door slams]

Gaston: I'd like to thank you for coming to my wedding. But 1st, I better go in their and... propose to the girl. [chuckles, as the men at his wedding yells for awhile, the Bimbettes sobs] Now, you, Lefou, when Belle and I coming out of the house.
Lefou: Oh, I know! I know! I'll just strike up the band!
[The band plays "Here Comes the Bride" loudly and faster]
Gaston: [puts the tuba on Lefou's head] Not yet!
Lefou: [sticking his mouth through the reed] Sorry.

Gaston: This is the day your dreams come true.
Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?
Gaston: Plenty! Here, picture this: [sits of the book of the pictures of the mud] A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife, messagin' my feet, while the little ones, play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have a 6 or 7.
Belle: Dogs?
Gaston: No, Belle! Strapping boys, like me!
Belle: Imagine that.
Gaston: And do you know who that little wife will be?
Belle: Let me think...
Gaston: You, Belle!
Belle: Gaston, I'm-I'm speechless! I really don't know what to say.
Gaston: Say, you'll marry me!
Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston, but, but I just don't deserve you! [She opened the door making Gaston unexpectedly ran out and flies into the mud]

[After Lefou conducts the bridal chorus, he looks at Gaston with a grin because he was all muddy and a pig sat on Gaston's head. After the pig slid off of Gaston, Lefou asked him how is the proposal]
Lefou: [sarcastically] So, how did it go?
[Gaston picks up Lefou angrily]
Gaston: [angrily] I'll have Belle for my wife! Make no mistake about that!
[Gaston then throws Lefou to the mud and the angry Gaston walks away with such humiliation]
Lefou: Hmm! Touchy! [The pig oinks in agreement]

Belle: [to the chickens] ...Is he gone? [seeing he is, hurried outside, a bucket of chickens feed in her hand] Can you imagine? He asked me to marry him. Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless? [walks of the animals, and feeding the chickens, singing]
Madame Gaston, can't you just see it?
Madame Gaston, his little wife. [kicks the buckets, the chickens clucking and goats bleats]
No sir, not me, I guarantee it.
I want much more than this provincial life.

Belle: Who's done this to you?
Maurice: No time to explain! You must go now!
Belle: I won't leave you!
[Suddenly, the beast came by and throws Belle in rage makes the torch unlit.]
Beast: What are you doing here?!
Maurice: Run, Belle!
Belle: [in fear] Who's there? Who are you?
Beast: I'm the master of this castle.
Belle: I've come for my father. Please let him out? Can't you see, he's sick!
Beast: But, he shouldn't have trespassed here!!!!
Belle: But, he could die! Please, I'll do anything!
Beast: There's nothing you can do! He's my prisoner!
Belle: [to herself] Oh, there must be some way I can... [to the beast] Wait! [The beast paused and looked at Belle furiously.] Take me instead.
Beast: YOU... [realizing what Belle is saying] You would... take his place?
Maurice: Belle, no! You don't know what you're doing!!!
Belle: If I did, will you let him go?
Beast: Yes. But... you must promise to stay here forever!
Belle: Come into the light. [The beast slowly went to the light revealing himself which made Belle frightened and cringed to Maurice]
Maurice: NO, BELLE!!!! I won't let you do this!!
Belle: [walks towards the beast] You have my word.
Beast: [quicks] DONE!!!! (Beast moves over to unlock the cell, and Belle collapses to the floor with her head in her hands. We hear the door being unlocked, then Maurice rushing over to Belle.)
Maurice: [to Belle] No, Belle. Listen to me. I'm old, I've lived my life-- (Beast grabs him and drags him downstairs)
Belle: Wait!
Maurice: Belle?!
Belle: WAIT!!
Maurice: (Cut to exterior of castle. Beast drags Maurice towards Pallequin) No, please spare my daughter! PLEASE?!
Beast: She's no longer your concern. (Beast throws Maurice into the Pallequin.) Take him to the village. (The PALLENQUIN breaks the ivy holding it to the ground, then slinks off looks like a spider with Maurice inside)
Maurice: Let me out! Please, let me out! Let me out, please! PLEASE!! (Cut to Belle looking out cell window at the PALLENQUIN crossing the bridge over the moat. She begins to cry. Cut to Beast walking up the stairs. Lumière is still at his post.)

Gaston: [displeased about what happened to him] Who does she think she is? That girl has tangled with the wrong man! No one says no to Gaston!
Lefou: Hehe! Darn right!
Gaston: Dismissed! Rejected! Publicly humiliated! Why, it's more than I can bear! [throwing his two mugs of beer into the fireplace]
Lefou: More beer?
Gaston: [frustratingly turning his chair away from the fireplace] What for? Nothing helps! I'm disgraced.
Lefou: Who, you? Never! Gaston, you've gotta pull yourself together!? [singing] Gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Gaston! Looking so down in the dumps. [He made Gaston smile by having his hands pulling the ends of Gaston's mouth upwards and Gaston annoyingly punched Lefou's face and Lefou flew into the table]

Chip: I told you wasn't a pretty, Mrs. Potts, did we?
Mrs. Potts: All right, Chip, now that will do. [the spoons of sugar and spoons of milk pouring of Chip] Slowly, son. Don't spill.
Belle: [sits of the bedroom, and Chip] Oh, thank you. [sipping of drink to Chip]
Chip: Want to see do in a trick? [hiccups, and sipping]
Mrs. Potts: Chip?!
Chip: [giggles] Whoops, sorry.
Mrs. Potts: That was very brave thing you did, my dear.
Wardrobe: We all think so.
Belle: But I'm so afraid you, Papa, my dreams, everything.
Mrs. Potts: Cheer up, girl, it'll turn out of right the end, you'll, see? Whoops, listen to me. The objects to the supper and going to hungry. Chip?
Chip: [turns away and walks] Bye!
Wardrobe: Well now, what you my dresses favorite your dinner? Oh! Let's see what I've got in my drawers. (The doors fly open and moths flutter out. She slams them shut.) Uh-oh! How embarrassing. Here we are. (One door opens, the other serves as an arm. It pulls out a pink dress.) Ah! There you are, you'll look ravishin' in this one!
Belle: That's very kind of you, but I'm not going to dinner.
Wardrobe: Oh, but you must!

Beast: [while pacing back and forth in front of the fireplace] What's taking so long? I told her to come down. [shouts at Lumiere and Mrs. Potts] Why isn't she here yet?!
Mrs. Potts: Oh, try to be patient, sir. The girl has lost her father and her freedom all in 1 day.
Lumière: Uh, master. Have you thought that, perhaps, this girl could be the one to break the spell?
Beast: Of course I have! I'm not a fool.
Lumière: Good! You fall in love with her, she falls in love with you, and--Poof!--the spell is broken! We'll be human again by midnight!
Mrs. Potts: Oh, it's not that easy, Lumière. These things take time.
Lumière: But the rose has already begun to wilt.
Beast: It's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm so...well, look at me! [Lumière shrugs his shoulders and looks at Mrs. Potts.]
Mrs. Potts: Oh, you must help her to see past all that.
Beast: I don't know how.
Mrs. Potts: Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up, try to act like a gentleman. [Beast sits up, then straightens his face very formally]
Lumière: [adds in] Ah yes, when she comes in, give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come. Show me the smile. [Beast bears his ragged fangs in a scary, and yet funny grin.]
Mrs. Potts: But don't frighten the poor girl.
Lumière: Impress her with your rapier wit.
Mrs. Potts: But be gentle.
Lumière: Shower her with compliments.
Mrs. Potts: But be sincere.
Lumière: And above all...
Mrs. Potts and Lumière: You must control your temper!? [The door creaks open. Beast wipes the silly face off, and looks to the door expectantly.]
Lumière: There she is!
Cogsworth: [enters] Uh, good evening.
Beast: [growls] Well, where is she?!
Cogworth: Who? Oh! The girl. Yes, the, ah, girl. Well, actually, she's in the process of, ah, um, circumstances being what they are, ew, she's not coming.
Beast: [enraged] WHAT?!
[cut to exterior of den with door slightly ajar; door bangs opens and Beast comes runs out to the Belle's room, with Cogsworth, Lumière and Mrs. Potts chases him.]
Cogsworth: Oh dear, your grace! Your eminence! Let's knot be hasty! [Beast runs up to the door and furiously bangs on it.]
Beast: I thought I told you to come down to dinner!
Belle: [from behind the door] I'm not hungry.
Beast: You come out, or I'll... I'll... I'LL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!
Lumière: [interrupts] Master, I could be wrong, but that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections.
Cogsworth: [pleads] Please!? Attempt to be a gentlemen.
Beast: [grows angriest] But she is beings so difficult!?
Mrs. Potts: Gently, gently.
Beast: Will you come down to dinner?
Belle: [from behind the door] No.
[Beast looks at them, frustrated]
Cogsworth: Suave. Genteel.
Beast: It would give me great pleasure if you would join me for dinner.
Cogsworth: Ahem, ahem, we say 'please'.
Beast: Please.
Belle: [from behind the door] No, thank you!
Beast: You can't stay in there forever!
Belle: [from behind the door; provokes] Yes, I can.
Beast: Fine! Then go ahead and STARVE!! [to Cogsworth, Lumière and Mrs. Potts] If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all. [Beast runs back down the hall, slams a door and causes a piece of the ceiling to falls on Lumière.]
Mrs. Potts: That didn't go very well at all, did it.
Cogsworth: Lumière, stand watch at the door and inform me at once if there is the slightest change.
Lumière: [taking guard position next to door] You can count on me, mon-capitan.
Cogsworth: Well, I guess we better go downstairs and start cleanin' up. [Cut to int of Beast's lair. Beast enters, knocking over and destroying things in his path.]
Beast: I ask nicely, but she refuses. What a...what does she want me to do-- Beg?! [Picks up the magic mirror] Show me the girl.
Wardrobe: [in mirror pleads] Why the master's not so bad once you get to know him. Why don't you give him a chance?
Belle: I don't want to get to know him. I don't want to have anything to do with him!
Beast: [setting down magic mirror, speaking tenderly] I'm just fooling myself. She'll never see me as anything... but a monster. [Another petal falls off the rose.] It's hopeless. [Beast puts his head in his hands as in a depressed state.]

Belle: If you hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!
Beast: Well, if you hadn't have run away, this wouldn't have happened!
Belle: Well, if you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!
Beast: [about to utter a sentence, then realized what Belle did] Well, YOU shouldn't have been in the west wing!
Belle: Maybe you should learn to control your temper!
[Beast raises his hand to bring out another point, but finds he has none, so he bows his head down again. The Objects emerge from hiding as Belle has conquered the ferocious temper of Beast. Belle moves the rag closer to the wound.]
Belle: Now, hold still. This may sting a little. [Beast gives a surprised grunt, then grits his teeth as the rag is applied] By the way, thank you, for saving my life. [Beast opens his eyes, looking surprised]
Beast: You're welcome.

Beast: I let her go.
Cogsworth: [chuckles] Yes, yes. Splen- [realizes what the Beast just said] You what? How could you do that?
Beast: I had to.
Cogsworth: Yes, but why?
Beast: Because...I love her.

Gaston: Come on out and fight! Were you in love with her, Beast? Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?! [Beast has been provoks enough. He emerges and they fight again.] It's over, Beast! BELLE IS MINE!! [The Beast and Gaston are fighting on top of the castle; the Beast strikes at Gaston, grabs him and holds him over the edge and now lasts words] Let me go, let me go! Please... don't hurt me! I'll do anything! ANYTHING!!!! [the Beast glares with fury, then his angriest slowly melts as he realizes that he's sinking to Gaston's level 2. He pulls Gaston back in and close to his face]
Beast: [in a calm, but angrily manner] Get out. [He shoves Gaston to the ground. Above, Belle comes out on the balcony.]
Belle: Beast!
Beast: Belle! [Beast begins to climb the tower until he reaches the balcony. He hangs over the side.] Belle? You came back.
[Beast and Belle stare passionately at each other, but the moment is interrupted when Gaston sneaks up and stabs Beast in the back. Beast roars in pain, and Belle is helpless. Gaston pulls the knife out and swings back for another shot. Beast starts to fall, knocks over Gaston off his balances. Belle reaches forward and pulls Beast back, while Gaston falls off into the castle moat to his death. Belle helps the injured Beast up onto the balcony, where he lies down on the floor. The objects come rushing out, but stay out of sight. The Beast lays dying with Belle at his side; meanwhile, the rose is down to its last petal.]
Beast: came back.
Belle: Of course, I came back. I couldn't let them.... [hugs the Beast] Oh, this is all my fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner...
Beast: Maybe it's's better this way.
Belle: Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine. You'll see.
Beast: [reaches up and touches Belle's cheek] At least...I got to see you.... one last time. [his paw falls and his eyes close as he dies]
Belle: No. No! Please! Please! Please don't leave me! [sobs] I love you. [The last petal falls away, leaving Cogsworth, Lumière, and Mrs. Potts distraught; suddenly, a magical shower falls around the Beast and Belle, and the Beast rises into the air, turning into a human prince; then he lands on the ground and when he gets up, he turns toward Belle]
Prince Adam: Belle... it's me.
Belle: [looks into his eyes and recognizes him from the portrait] It is you!

[Last lines]
Chip: Are they going to live happily ever after, Mama?
Mrs. Potts: Of course, my dear. Of course.
Chip: [pauses] Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?

About Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)[edit]

  • Well, [originally] when we were planning the big elaborate dance sequence that would include a moving camera craning up to the ceiling on the characters that would really have more of a live action feel to them—there was always this nagging doubt in our minds that it wasn't going to work at all (laughs). We had sort of a back-up plan just in case, if none of this works we'll just turn off all the lights and Bella and the Beast will be dancing in a little spotlight in a darkened room like an ice skating show (laughs). Fortunately, when we got the first piece of test film back, it was amazingly breathtaking, made a big sigh of relief because we knew it was going to work.
  • We actually designed all the camera movement first and animated the characters to match that.
  • We created computer generated stand-ins, the ballroom was sort of a chicken-wire kind of thing and Bella & the Beast were represented by these box and egg sort of things.
  • You have to make all the same decisions that a live action director would have to make. Everything from where to put the camera to what the emotional tone of the scene is going to be, in addition to answering all the questions about costume design and weather and color and all the numerous elements that go into making the scene. We're there every step of the way from the very first crude character designs and early storyboards to how loud the footsteps of the Beast should be as he's walking across the marble floor. We shepherd the process from beginning to end.


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