Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)

In a Walt Disney World parade.

Beauty and the Beast is an American 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 Linda Woolverton, based on the fairy tale of the same name by Gabrielle-Suzanne Barbot de Villeneuve, and based on 18th-century France, Paris.

Music by Alan Menken and includes "Beauty and the Beast". Written by Howard Ashman and performed by Peabo Bryson and Celine Dion.

The most beautiful love story ever told.

Belle

• What is this place? Phillipe, please, steady. [enters the gate and sees Maurice's hat on the ground] Papa.
• That's funny, I'm sure there was someone... Is there anyone here?
• [Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster.] He's no monster, Gaston. You are! [Gaston: She's as crazy as the old man. The Beast will make off with your children. He'll come after them in the night.] No. [Gaston: We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the Beast!]
• [Beast: You came back.] Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... This is all my fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner. [Beast: Maybe it's better this way.] Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine, you'll see. [Beast: At least I got to see you one last time.] No. No. Please. Please. Please don't leave me. [sobs softly, laying her face against Beast's chest] I love you.

Prince Adam/The Beast

• Yes... but you must promise to stay here forever.
• The castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you like, except the west wing. [Belle: What's in the West--] [growls] It's forbidden!
• You will join me for dinner! THAT'S NOT A REQUEST!

Gaston

• [LeFou: So, how'd it go?] I'll have Belle for my wife. Make no mistake about that.
• Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the Beast is mine!
• If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster. [Belle: He's no monster, Gaston. You are!] She's as crazy as the old man. The Beast will make off with your children. He'll come after them in the night. [Belle: No.] We're not safe till his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the Beast!
• Get up. Get up. What's the matter, Beast? Too kind and gentle to fight back?

Lumière

• Ma chère, mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride pleasure and greatest pride that I welcome you tonight. And now, we invite you to relax. Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents...your dinner.
• Don't you see? She's the one. The girl we have been waiting for. She has come to break the spell!

Cogsworth

• Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we? Serve him tea, sit in the master's chair, pet the pooch.
• Dinner is served.

Mrs. Potts

• How would you like a nice spot of tea, sir? It'll warm you up in no time. [Cogsworth: No. No tea. No tea!]
• Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up, try to act like a gentleman.

Chip Potts

• Mama. There's a girl in the castle. [Mrs. Potts: Now, Chip, I'll not have you making up such wild stories.] Really, Mama. I saw her. [Mrs. Potts: Not another word. Into the tub.] A girl. I saw a girl in the castle. See, I told you.
• You guys gotta try this thing.

Maurice

• If no one will help me, then I'll go back alone. Yes, is that everything? I don't care what it takes. I'll find that castle and somehow, I'll get her out of there.
• Hitch up Philippe, girl. I'm off to the fair!

Others

• Tavern Man: Maurice?
• Monsieur D'Arque: So you want me to throw her father in the asylum unless she agrees to marry you? [They both nod in agreement] Oh, that is despicable. I love it!
• Tom: Who?
• Dick: Is it a big beast?
• Stanley: With a long, ugly snout?
• Walter: And sharp, cruel fangs?

Dialogue

Narrator: [first lines] Once upon a time, in a faraway land, a young prince lived in a shining castle. Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind. But then, one winter's night, an old beggar woman came to the castle and offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold. Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away, but she warned him not to be deceived by appearances, for beauty is found within. And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away to reveal a beautiful enchantress. The prince tried to apologize, but it was too late, for she had seen that there was no love in his heart, and as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there. Ashamed of his monstrous form, the beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world. The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would bloom until his 21st year. If he could learn to love another, and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope, for who could ever learn to love a beast?

[We have seen a progression of stained glass windows illustrating the narration, as well as Beast shredding his portrait, the camera slowly zooms out from the castle. A girl with beautiful, long, flowing and wavy brown hair tied up in a low ponytail tied up by a ribbon captivating, large, striking, expressive and round hazel eyes, full pink lips, fair skin, rosy cheeks, full, soft and slightly arched eyebrows, small and petite duchess nose, a heart-shaped round face and a sculpted, slim and well-proportioned figure, wearing a medium-length cerulean blue sleeveless dress with a white long puffy-sleeved shirt with a puffy collar underneath, a white apron around her waist, a white petticoat, and dark brown ballet flats with darker brown soles on her feet, her name is Belle. She exits the front door and begins her walk into town like Crash Bandicoot 3: Warped and Sleeping Beauty.]

Belle: [singing] Little town, it's a quiet village / Every day, like the one before / Little town, full of little people / Waking up to say?

Townsfolk #1: Bonjour!

Townsfolk #2: Bonjour!

Townsfolk #3: Bonjour!

Townsfolk #4: Bonjour!

Townsfolk #5: Bonjour!

Belle: [singing] There goes the baker with his tray like always / The same old bread and rolls to sell / Every mornin' just the same / Since the mornin' that we came / To this poor provincial town...

Baker: Good mornin', Belle!

[Belle jumps over to the bakery]

Belle: Mornin' monsieur!

Baker: Where are you off to?

Belle: The bookshop! I just finished the most wonderful story, about a beanstalk and an ogre and...

Baker: [ignoring her] That's nice...Marie, the baguettes! Hurry up!!

Townsfolk: Look there she goes, that girl is strange no question / Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

Woman #1: Never part of any crowd

Barber: Cause her head's up on some cloud

Townsfolk: No denying she's a funny girl, that Belle!

Driver: Bonjour!

Woman #2: Good day!

Driver: How is your family?

Woman #3: Bonjour!

Merchant: Good day!

Woman #3: How is your wife?

Woman #4: I need six eggs!

Man #1: That's too expensive!

Belle: There must be more than this provincial life!

[Belle enters the bookshop]

Bookseller: Ah, Belle!

Belle: Good mornin'. I've come to return the book I borrowed.

Bookseller: [putting the book back on the shelf] Finished already?

Belle: Oh, I couldn't put it down! Have you got anything new?

Bookseller: [laughing] Not since yesterday.

Belle: [on ladder of bookshelf] That's all right. I'll borrow... this one.

Bookseller: That one? But you've read it twice!

Belle: Well, it's my favorite! [Belle swings off side of ladder, rolling down it's track] Far off places, daring swordfights, magic spells, a prince in disguise!

Bookseller: [handing her the book] Well, if you like it all that much, it's yours!

Belle: But sir!

Bookseller: I insist!

Belle: Well, thank you. Thank you, very much! [leaves bookshop]

Men: [looking in window, then turning to watch her] Look there she goes / That girl is so peculiar! / I wonder if she's feeling well!

Women: With a dreamy far-off look!

Men: And her nose stuck in a book!

All: What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle! [Belle sits on the edge of a fountain, singing to a flock of sheep and the washing woman in the background, who leaves]

Belle: Ohhhhh, isn't this amazing! / It's my favorite part because, you'll see! / Here's where she meets Prince Charming / But she won't discover that it's him 'til chapter three!

Woman #5: Now it's no wonder that her name means 'beauty' / Her looks have got no parallel!

Merchant: But behind that fair facade / I'm afraid she's rather odd / Very different from the rest of us...

All: She's nothing like the rest of us / Yes different from the rest of us is Belle.

LeFou: [first words] Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston! You're the greatest hunter in the whole world!

Gaston: [first words] I know!

LeFou: Huh. No beast alive stands a chance against you...and no girl for that matter!

Gaston: It's true, LeFou, and I've got my sights set on that one! [pointing to Belle]

LeFou: The inventor's daughter?

Gaston: She's the one! The lucky girl I'm going to marry.

LeFou: But she's--

Gaston: The most beautiful girl in town.

LeFou: I know--

Gaston: And that makes her the best. And don't I deserve the best?

LeFou: Well of course, I mean you do, but I mean...

Gaston: [singing] Right from the moment when I met her, saw her / I said she's gorgeous and I fell / Here in town there's only she [Belle walks by and away] / Who is beautiful as me / So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle.

Bimbettes: Look there he goes, isn't he dreamy / Monsieur Gaston, oh he's so cute / Be still my heart, I'm hardly breathing / He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute.

[Belle walks easily through the crowd of people in the town, Gaston struggles to catch up to her]

Man #1: Bonjour!

Man #2: Good day!

Man #3: Mais oui!

Woman #1: You call this bacon?

Woman #2: What lovely grapes!

Man #4: Some cheese!

Woman #3: 10 yards!

Man #4: 1 pound!

Gaston: Excuse me!

Man #4: I'll get the knife!

Gaston: Please let me through!

Woman #4: This bread, it's stale!

Man #5: Those fish! They smell!

Man #6: Madame's mistaken!

Belle: [singing] There must be more than this provincial life!

Gaston: [singing] Just watch I'm going to make Belle my wife! [Townsfolk gather around Gaston, and eventually surround him]

Chorus: Look there she goes a girl who's strange but special / A most peculiar mademoiselle / It's a pity and a sin / She doesn't quite fit in! / 'Cause she really is a funny girl! / A beauty but a funny girl / She really is a funny girl! / That Belle!?

Gaston: Bonjour! Whoa-oh! [song ends; to Belle] 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, sighing romantically. Belle has picked up the book and is cleaning off the mud]

Gaston: 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! [he and Gaston laugh heartily]

Belle: [angrily] Don't you talk about my father that way.

Gaston: Yeah, don't talk about her father that way! [conks LeFou on the head]

Belle: My father's not crazy! He's a genius! [explosion in background. Gaston and LeFou continue laughing. She rushes home and descends into the basement; coughed] Papa?!

Maurice: How on earth did that happen?

[Belle coughs again]

Maurice: Doggone it!

[Maurice 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 the machine]

Belle: You always say that.

Maurice: I mean it this time! I'll never get this boneheaded contraption to work!

Belle: Yes, you will. And you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow.

Maurice: Hmmmph!

Belle: And become a world-famous inventor.

Maurice: You really believe that?

Belle: I always have.

Maurice: Well, what are we waitin' for? I'll have this thin' fixed in no time. Hand me that... The dog-legged clincher there. So, did you have a good time in town today?

Belle: I got a new book. Papa, do you think I'm odd?

Maurice: My daughter? Odd? Ha! Where would you get an idea like that?

Belle: I don't know. It's just that I'm not sure I fit in here. There's no one I can really talk to.

Maurice: What about that Gaston? He's a handsome fella.

Belle: He's handsome, all right, and rude and conceited and... Oh, Papa, he's not for me.

Maurice: Well, don't you worry. Cause this invention's gonna be the start of a new life for us. [comes out from under machine] I think that's done it. Now, let's give it a try.

[Machine whirs and chops wood, just as it should]

Belle: It works!

Maurice: It does? It does!

Belle: You did it! You really did it!

Maurice: Hitch up Philippe, girl. I'm off to the fair!

[Log strikes him in the head, knocking him out. Fade to later in the day]

Belle: Goodbye, Papa! Good luck!

Maurice: Goodbye, Belle, and take care while I'm gone!

[Fade to the deep forest, night. After a few hours of traveling, it seems obvious that they are lost, after Belle plays the violin. Philippe 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] Maybe 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. Philippe snorts, and whinnies to go one fashion, but he pulls his reins in the separate direction] No, let's go this way!

[Philippe whinnies and looks at the path Maurice has picked. It is dark and foggy with light blue clouds, with many trees forming an archway. Then he looks at the other path, which is much more inviting. Philippe whinnies to go on the safer path, but he pulls him toward the other one]

Maurice: Come on, Philippe, it's a shortcut! We'll be there in no time. [the two continue down the path, albeit slowly due to Philippe, fearing what can be lurking about in the darkness. At that moment, a shadow whisks past them and the sound of wolf howling fills the air, spooking Philippe whinnies; looking at his map] This can't be right. Where have you taken us, Philippe? We'd better turn around. [suddenly, the howling becomes louder. Philippe whinnies to back up, afraid of whatever might be around them] Whoa. Whoa, boy. Whoa, now. Whoa, Philippe. [but the spooked horse does not stop in time, and bumps into a hollow tree. A flocks of bats swarm out and surround them] Look out! No!

[Philippe runs off in fear, not noticing where he's going]

Maurice: Whoa! Whoa, 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] Good boy, good boy. That's good, that's–back up! Steady. Steady! Now, steady. Steady. [the howling is now so loud, Philippe whinnying] Oh, no, Philippe?! [looks up and sees wolves growling at him. Maurice runs away, being chased by the wolves. He stumbles down a hill, and lands at the gate of a castle. He grabs the locked gate and tries to shake it open] Help! Is... Is someone there? Help!

[The gate opens, and Maurice runs in. He slams the gate in the faces of the wolves. Leaving his hat on the ground as the rain begins to fall, Maurice runs to the castle and bangs on the door. It creaks open and he enters, cautiously]

Maurice: Hello? Hello?

[Watching from a table near the entrance are Lumière and Cogsworth]

Lumière: [barely whispering] Poor fellow must have lost his way in the woods.

Cogsworth: [also whispering] Keep quiet! Maybe he'll go away.

Maurice: Is someone there?

Cogsworth: Not a word, Lumiere. Not one word!

Maurice: I don't mean to intrude, but I've lost my horse and I need a place to stay for the night.

Lumière: [looking at Cogsworth like a child having just found a lost puppy] Oh, Cogsworth, have a heart.

Cogsworth: Shush shush shhhhh! [puts hand over Lumière's mouth, who promptly proceeds to touch his lit candle hand to Cogsworth's hand] Ow, ow! OW, OW, OW, OUCH!!!!!

Lumière: Of course, monsieur, you are welcome here.

Maurice: [looking around in confusion] Who said that?

[He picks up the candlestick for light, not realizing that the speaker is in his hand]

Lumière: [tapping him on the shoulder] Over here!

Maurice: [spins around, pulling Lumière to the other side] Where?

Lumière: [taps Maurice on the side of the head. Maurice looks at Lumière] Hello!

Maurice: Oh!!!! [startled, he drops Lumière onto the floor] Incredible!

Cogsworth: [hopping over] Well, now you've done it, Lumière. Splendid, just peachy--aaarrrgghh!

[Maurice picks up Cogsworth]

Maurice: How is this accomplished?

[He fiddles with Cogsworth]

Cogsworth: Put me down! At once!

[Maurice tickles the bottoms of Cogsworth's feet. He laughs. He begins to wind the spring on the back of Cogsworth's head, twisting his face around with the clock hands. Maurice opens the front of Cogsworth and begins to play with his pendulum. Cogsworth slams the door shut on his finger]

Cogsworth: Stop that! Stop that, I say! Sir, close that at once, do you mind!

Maurice: I beg your pardon, it's just that I've never seen a clock that...aah...I mean...aah aah aah-chooo!!!

[Maurice sneezes in the face of Cogsworth, who proceeds to wipe his face off using his clock hands in a very anachronistic windshield wiper manner. Maurice sniffles, indicating the cold he has caught from being in the rain]

Lumière: Oh, you are soaked to the bone, monsieur. Come, warm yourself by the fire.

Maurice: Thank you.

[Lumière and Maurice head towards the den, with Cogsworth running after them]

Cogsworth: No, no, no, do you know what the master would do if he finds you here.

[Beast is watching the action from an overhead walkway, and rushes off as the trio enters the den]

Cogsworth: I demand that you stop...right...there!

[Cogsworth tumbles down the steps. Maurice takes a seat in a large chair in front of a roaring fire]

Cogsworth: Oh, no, not the master's chair!

[Footstool rushes past Cogsworth, barking up a storm]

Cogsworth: I'm not seeing this, I'm not seeing this!

Maurice: [as Footstool rushes up to him] Well, hello there, boy. [Footstool props himself up under the feet of Maurice. Coatrack enters and removes his cloak] What service!

Cogsworth: All right, this has gone far enough. I'm in charge here...

[Cogsworth is run over by the (once again) anachronistic IndyCar sounding teacart of Mrs. Potts]

Mrs. Potts: [arriving by the side of Maurice] How would you like a nice spot of tea, sir? It'll warm you up in no time.

[Mrs. Potts pours tea into cup, Chip, which hops over into Maurice's open hand]

Cogsworth: [from face down position on carpet] No! No tea, no tea!!!

Chip: [as Maurice sips the tea] Ha ha! His mustache tickles, Mama!

Maurice: [startled by the cup] Oh! Hello!

[The door to the den slams open and a strong gust of wind blows into the room, extinguishing Lumière's flames and the fire in the fireplace. Cogsworth dives for cover. Mrs. Potts begins to shake. Chip jumps back onto the tea cart and takes refuge from behind his mother]

Chip: Uh-oh!

[Beast enters. We see him in full for the first time. He is on all fours. He looks around in the darkness]

Beast: [first words; growling his words] There's a stranger here.

Lumière: [who has relit his flames] Master, allow me to explain. The gentleman was lost in the woods and he was cold and wet, so...

[Lumière's last sentence is drowned out by the very loud growl of Beast, which puts out his flames once again. Lumière looks down, dejected]

Cogsworth: [coming out from under a rug] Master, I'd like to take this moment to say, I was against this from the start. It was all his fault. I tried to stop them, but would they listen to me? No, no... [Again, Beast's growl drowns out Cogsworth]

[The 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 the Beast takes him to the tower] No, no, please! No! No! [door slams]

---

LeFou: Heh! Oh boy! Belle's gonna get the surprise of her life, huh Gaston?

Gaston: Yep. This is her lucky day.

[Gaston lets go of a branch, which swings back and hits LeFou in the mouth. Gaston turns to the band, wedding guests and others, apparently just out of sight of Belle's cottage.]

Gaston: I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. But first, I'd better go in there and... propose to the girl. [chuckles; the male guests laugh and the Bimbettes sob] And you, LeFou. When Belle and I come out that door...

LeFou: Oh, I know! I know! I strike up the band!

[The band plays "Here Comes the Bride," loud and fast, until Gaston rams a tuba down on LeFou's head]

Gaston: Not yet!

LeFou: [sticked his lips through the mouthpiece] Sorry!

[There was a knock on the door.]

Belle: Gaston, what a pleasant surprise.

Gaston: Isn't it though? I'm just full of surprises. You know, Belle. There's not a girl in town who wouldn't love to be in your shoes. This is the day...[Gaston pauses by a mirror and licks his teeth clean.] This is the day your dreams come true.

Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?

Gaston: Plenty! Here, picture this. [sits, props muddy boots on Belle's book, kicks them off] A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife, massaging my feet, while the little ones play with the dogs. We'll have six or seven.

Belle: Dogs?

Gaston: No, Belle! Strapping boys, like me!

Belle: Imagine that. [retrieves book and shelves it]

Gaston: And do you know who that wife will be?

Belle: Let me think.

Gaston: You, Belle!

Belle: I'm speechless! I really don't know what to say.

Gaston: Say you'll marry me!

Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston, but... [turns the doorknob] ...but I just don't deserve you!

[She opens the door]

Gaston: Whoa!

[Gaston stumbles out and she throws his boots after him before closing it. Gaston lands in a pig's mud wallow as LeFou conducts the band in "Here Comes the Bride"]

LeFou: Ooh, so, how'd it go? Oomph! Uh.

Gaston: [picks up LeFou, angrily] I'll have Belle for my wife! Make no mistake about that!

LeFou: Oh.

[throws LeFou into the mud and storms off]

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. / I want adventure in the great wide somewhere / I want it more than I can tell / And for once it might be grand / To have someone understand / I want so much more than they've got planned [Phillipe runs into the open field. Belle looks at him, disturbed that Maurice is not with him.]

Belle: Phillipe! What are you doing here? Where's Papa? Where is he, Philippe? What happened? Oh, we have to find him, you have to take me to him. [Belle unhitches the wagon from Philippe.]

[Outside the castle gate. (How Phillipe brought Belle there is a mystery, seeing as Phillipe never made it to the castle with Maurice.)]

Belle: What is this place?

Philippe: [snorts, neighs]

Belle: Phillipe, please, steady. Papa.

Cogsworth: Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we? Serve him tea, sit in the master's chair, pet the pooch.

Lumière: I was trying to be hospitable.

Belle: Hello? Is anyone here? Hello? Papa? Papa, are you here?

Chip: Momma. There's a girl in the castle!

Mrs. Potts: Now, Chip, I won't have you making up such wild stories.

Chip: But really, momma, I saw her.

Mrs. Potts: Not another word. Into the tub.

Featherduster: A girl! I saw a girl in the castle!

Chip: See, I told ya!

Cogsworth: Irresponsible, devil-may-care, waxy eared, slack-jawed--

Belle: Papa?

Lumière: Did you see that? It's a girl!

Cogsworth: I know it's a girl.

Lumière: Don't you see? She's the one. The girl we have been waiting for. She has come to break the spell!

Cogsworth: Wait a minute, wait a minute!

Belle: Papa? Papa? Hello? Is someone here? Wait! I'm looking for my father! I... That's funny, I'm sure there was someone... I-I-Is there anyone here?

Maurice: Belle?

Belle: Oh, Papa!

Maurice: But how did you find me?

Belle: Oh, your hands are ice. I have to get you out of here!

Maurice: You must go!

Belle: Who's done this to you?

Maurice: No time to explain! You must go now!

Belle: I won't leave you!

Beast: What are you doing here?!

Maurice: Run, Belle!

Belle: Who's there? Who are you?

Beast: The master of this castle.

Belle: I've come for my father. Please let him out! Can't you see he's sick?!

Beast: [angrily; losing patience] Then 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: Oh, there must be some way I can... Wait! Take me instead.

Beast: YOU... You would... take his place?

Maurice: Belle, no! You don't know what you're doing!

Belle: If I did, would you let him go?

Beast: Yes. But... you must promise to stay here forever!

Belle: Come into the light.

Maurice: No, Belle! I won't let you do this!

Belle: You have my word.

Beast: Done!

Maurice: No, Belle. Listen to me. I'm old, I've lived my life-

Belle: Wait!

Maurice: Belle!

Belle: WAIT!!

Maurice: No, please spare my daughter!

Beast: She's no longer your concern. Take him to the village.

Maurice: Please, let me out, please!

Lumière: Master?

Beast: What?

Lumière: Since the girl is going to be with us for quite some time, I was thinking that you might want to offer her a more comfortable room. Then again, maybe not.

Belle: You didn't even let me say goodbye. I'll never see him again. I didn't get to say goodbye.

Beast: I'll show you to your room.

Belle: My room? But I thought...

Beast: You wanna stay in the tower?

Belle: No.

Beast: Then follow me.

Lumière: Say something to her.

Beast: Hmm? Oh. I hope you like it here. The castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you like, except the West Wing.

Belle: What's in the West...

Beast: It's forbidden! Now, if you need anything, my servants will attend you.

Lumière: Dinner... invite her to dinner.

Beast: [angrily; losing patience] You will join me for dinner. That's not a request!

---

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: Heh-heh! 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 / Every guy here'd love to be you, Gaston

Old Cronies: Hooray!

LeFou: Even when taking your lumps / There's no man in town as admired as you / You're everyone's favorite guy! / Everyone's awed and inspired by you / AND IT'S NOT... VERY HARD! TO SEE WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY?! / Noooooo, oooone's sllllick as Gaston, no one's quick as Gaston / No one's next as incredibly thick as Gaston / For there's no man in town half as manly / Perfect, a pure paragon! / You can ask any Tom, Dick, or Stanley / And they'll tell you who's team they'd prefer to be yooooooown!!!!!!

[LeFou has pulled a man's belt off, whose pants fall to the ground. LeFou jumps up and wraps the belt around Gaston's neck, who flexes and breaks it off. LeFou continues to dance around. Old cronies pick him up and swing him around]

Old Cronies: Noooooo, oooone's been like Gaston, a king-pin like Gaston.

LeFou: No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston.

Gaston: As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating!

Old Cronies: My, what a guy that Gaston! [swing LeFou back and forth into the camera. LeFou tickles Gaston's chin, who stands with pride] Give 5 hurrahs, give 12 hip-hips!

LeFou: Gaston is the best and the rest is all drips!

[LeFou swings up his arm in dance and throws a mug of beer in Gaston's face, who socks LeFou in the face]

All: Noooooo, oooone, fights like Gaston, douses lights like Gaston.

Stanley: In a wrestling match, nobody bites like Gaston.

Bimbettes: For there's no one as burly and brawny.

Gaston: As you see I've got biceps to spare.

LeFou: Not a bit of him scraggly or scrawny.

Gaston: That's right! And every last inch of me's covered with hair! [Gaston fights with the men, then lifts a bench with the Bimbettes on it. He drops the bench on LeFou, then turns to the camera and reveals his hairy chest]

Old Cronies: No one hits like Gaston, matches wits like Gaston.

LeFou: In a spitting match, nobody spits like Gaston!

Gaston: I'm especially good at expectorating! Ptooey!

All: 10 POINTS FOR GASTON!

[Gaston plays a chess game with a man, then hits the board, sending it and pieces all over. He takes a bite of leather from the belt once wrapped around his neck, chews it and spits it into a spittoon, which falls and gets stuck on the head of LeFou]

Gaston: When I was a lad I ate four dozen eggs. Every morning to help me get LARGE!!! And now that I'm grown, I eat five dozen eggs. So I'm roughly the size of a ba-a-a-a-arge! [Gaston juggles a number of eggs, then swallows them whole. LeFou attempts the trick, and is hit in the face by three eggs]

All: Noooooo, oooone shoots like Gaston, makes those beauts like Gaston.

LeFou: Then goes tromping around wearing boots like Gaston.

Gaston: I use antlers in all of my decorating!

[Gaston takes three shots at a beer barrel, which begins leaking into the mugs of onlookers. He returns stomping to his chair, where we see the fireplace surrounded by the heads of the animals he has killed. The mystery cut of music is here! Cut to ending of "Gaston Reprise"]

All: My what a guuuuuy! GASTOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNN!!!!!!

[The old cronies have picked up the chair and carry Gaston around in it. LeFou tries to flee, but they toss the chair into its normal place, and LeFou is pinned underneath. Maurice bursts in frantically]

Maurice: Help! Someone help me!

Tavern Man: Maurice?

Maurice: Please! Please, I need your help! He's got her. He's got her locked in the dungeon.

Tom: Who?

Maurice: Belle. We must go. Not... not a minute to lose!

Gaston: Whoa! Slow down, Maurice. Who's got Belle locked in a dungeon?

Maurice: A beast! A horrible, monstrous beast! [Maurice has gone from person to person, pleading his case, until he is thrown at the feet of Gaston. A moment of silence, then the old cronies begin to laugh and mock him]

Dick: Is it a big beast?

Maurice: Huge!

Stanley: With a long, ugly snout?

Maurice: Hideously ugly!

Walter: And sharp, cruel fangs?

Maurice: Yes, yes. Will you help me?

Gaston: All right, old man. We'll help you out.

Maurice: You will? Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!

[The old cronies pick up Maurice and help him out by throwing him through the door]

Tom: Crazy old Maurice.

Dick: He's always good for a laugh!

Gaston: [very pensive] Crazy old Maurice, hmm? Crazy old Maurice. Hmm? [singing] LeFou, I'm afraid I've been thinking.

[LeFou is still under the chair]

LeFou: [singing] A dangerous pastime--

Gaston: [singing] I know, / But that wacky old coot is Belle's father / And his sanity's only so-so...| Now the wheels in my head have been turning / Since I looked at that loony old man / See I promised myself I'd be married to Belle, / And right now I'm evolving a plan! [Gaston picks LeFou out from under the chair and holds his head close, and whispers]

Gaston: If I... [whispers]

LeFou: Yes?

Gaston: Then I... [whispers]

LeFou: No, would she?

Gaston: [whispering] ...GUESS!

LeFou: Now I get it!

Gaston and LeFou: Let's Go! [they begin a waltz around the floor as they sings] Noooooo, oooooone, plots like Gaston, takes cheap shots like Gaston.

LeFou: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston.

Chorus: SO HIS MARRIAGE WE SOON'LL BE Celebra-a-a-ti-i-ing! / My what a guy, GASTOOOOOOOOOON!!!

[Camera zooms out through window to snow covered square, empty except for Maurice]

Maurice: [to no one in particular] Will no one help me? [Random; ? At the bedroom of the castle where Belle is still crying. There is a 'clink clink clink' at the door. She gets up and walks over to open the door. Mrs. Potts enters with Chip and their entourage]

Belle: Who is it?

Mrs. Potts: Mrs. Potts, dear. I thought you might like a spot of tea.

Belle: But you...ah...but...I--

Wardrobe: Oof. Careful!

Belle: This is impossible--

Wardrobe: I know it is, but here we are!

Chip: Told you she was pretty, Mama, didn't I?

Mrs. Potts: All right, now, Chip, that'll do. Slowly now. Don't spill.

Belle: Thank you.

Chip: Want to see me do a trick?

Mrs. Potts: Chip?!

Chip: Oops, sorry.

Mrs. Potts: That was a very brave thing you did, my dear.

Wardrobe: We all think so.

Belle: But I've lost my father, my dreams, everything.

Mrs. Potts: Cheer up, child. It'll turn out all right in the end. You'll see. Oops! Look at me, jabbering on, when there's a supper to get on the table. Chip!

Chip: Bye!

Wardrobe: Well now, what shall we dress you in for dinner? Let's see what I've got in my drawers. Oh-ho! How embarrassing. Here we are. Ah! There you are, you'll look ravishing in this one!

Belle: That's very kind of you, but I'm not going to dinner.

Wardrobe: Oh, but you must!

Cogsworth: Dinner is served.

Beast: What's taking so long? I told her to come down. 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 one 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: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm... well, look at me!

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.

Lumière: Ah yes, when she comes in, give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come. Show me the smile.

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!

Lumière: There she is!

Cogsworth: Uh, good evening.

Beast: Well, where is she?

Cogsworth: 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: WHAT?!?!

Cogsworth: Oh, dear, Your Grace, Your Eminence! Let's not be hasty!

Beast: I thought I told you to come down to dinner!

Belle: I'm not hungry.

Beast: You come out, or I'll...I'll...I'LL BREAK DOWN THE DOOR!!!

Lumière: Master, I could be wrong, but that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections.

Cogsworth: Please, attempt to be a gentleman.

Beast: But she is being so difficult!

Mrs. Potts: Gently, gently.

Beast: Will you come down to dinner?

Belle: No!

Beast: Hmm?!

Cogsworth: Uh-uh-uh! 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: No, thank you!

Beast: [angrily; losing patience] You can't stay in there forever!

Belle: [provoked] Yes, I can!

Beast: [angrily] Fine! Then go ahead and [roars] STAAAAARVE!! If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all.

Mrs. Potts: Oh, dear. 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: You can count on me, mon-Capitan.

Cogsworth: Well, we might as well go downstairs and start cleaning up.

Beast: I ask nicely, but she refuses! What-What does she want me to do?! Beg?! Show me the girl.

Wardrobe: But the master's really 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: I'm just fooling myself. She'll never see me as anything but a monster. It's hopeless.

---

[Fade out/Fade in to exterior of Belle's room. Door creaks open. Belle silently emerges. We see her feet go by as three bright spots shine through a curtain at floor level. Behind it are Lumière and Featherduster.]

Featherduster: Oh, no!

Lumière: Oh, yes!

Featherduster: Oh, no!

Lumière: Oh, yes, yes, yes!

Featherduster: I've been burnt by you before!

[Lumière and Featherduster have emerged and Lumière takes her in his arms. Suddenly he looks up and sees Belle walking down the hall. He drops Featherduster.]

Featherduster: Oof!

Lumière: Zut alors! She has emerged!

[Inside the kitchen, where we find Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, Chip and the stove.]

Mrs. Potts: Come on, Chip. Into the cupboard with your brothers and sisters. [helping him in]

Chip: But I'm not sleepy.

Mrs. Potts: Yes you are.

Chip: No, I'm not. [He falls asleep and Mrs. Potts shuts the cupboard door.]

[A banging of pots and pans comes from the stove.]

Stove: I work and I slave all day long, and for what? A culinary masterpiece gone to waste.

Mrs. Potts: Oh, stop your grousing. It's been a long night for all of us.

Cogsworth: Well, if you ask me, she was just being stubborn. After all, the master did say please.

Mrs. Potts: But if the master doesn't learn to control that temper, he'll never break the--

[Belle enters, and Cogsworth cuts off Mrs. Potts before she can say 'spell.']

Cogsworth: [interrupting] Splendid to see you out and about, mademoiselle.

[Lumière comes running in.]

Cogsworth: I am Cogsworth, head of the household.

[He leans over to kiss her hand, but Lumière butts in front of him.]

Cogsworth: This is Lumière.

Lumière: Enchanté, chérie.

Cogsworth: [trying to talk around Lumière who is still kissing Belle's hand] If there's anything...stop that...that we can...please [finally shoving him out of the way]...to make your stay more comfortable. [Lumière burns the hand of Cogsworth] Ow!!!!

Belle: I am a little hungry.

Mrs. Potts: [excited, to the other tea pots] You are? Hear that? She's hungry. Stoke the fire, break out the silver, wake the China.

[The fire on the stove roars to life, and drawers open to reveal silverware standing at attention.]

Cogsworth: [secretively] Remember what the master said.

Mrs. Potts: Oh, pish tosh. I'm not going to let the poor child go hungry.

Cogsworth: [thinking he is giving in to the ultimate demand] Oh, all right, fine. Glass of water, crust of bread, and then--

Lumière: Cogsworth, I am surprised at you. She's not our prisoner. She's our guest. We must make her feel welcome here. [to Belle] Right this way, mademoiselle.

Cogsworth: Well keep it down. If the master finds out about this, it will be our necks!

Lumière: Of course, of course. But what is dinner without a little music?

[Lumière has started out the swinging door. He lets it close, and the door hits Cogsworth and sends him across the room to land in a panfilled with (what looks like) pancake batter. He screams his line as he is in flight.]

Cogsworth: MUSIC?!

[Cut to dining room, where Belle is seated at the end of a long table. Lumière is on the table and a spotlight shines on him.]

Lumière: Ma chère, mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride pleasure and greatest pride that I welcome you tonight. And now, we invite you to relax. Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly presents...your dinner. [singing] Be our guest, be our guest / Put our service to the test, tie your napkin 'round your neck, chérie and we provide the rest! [The chair has wrapped a napkin around the neck of Belle, who takes it off and places it on her lap. The chair's arms put it's hands on it's 'waist' as if it were mad.] Soup du jour, hot hors d'oeuvres / Why we only live to serve / Try the grey stuff, it's delicious / Don't believe me? Ask the dishes! [Lumière offers Belle a plate of hors d'oeuvres. She dips her finger in one, and tastes it.] They can sing, they can dance / After all, miss, this is France! / And a dinner here is never second best! / Go on unfold your menu, take a glance and then you'll / Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest! [A cabinet at the end of the table opens to reveal a large China collection, which rolls out and begins to perform. Lumière hands Belle a menu, which she begins to read.] Beef ragout, cheese soufflé, Pie and pudding en flambé! / We'll prepare and serve with flair / A culinary cabaret! [plates of food go dancing by, with Cogsworth in the pudding. Lumière sets his torch to it, and it explodes, turning Cogsworth's face black with soot.] You're alone and you're scared, But the banquet's all prepared! / No one's gloomy or complaining, / While the flatware's entertaining! [The flatware enters a 'Busby Berkley-esque' swimming scene.] We tell jokes, I do tricks / With my fellow candlesticks [Lumière, standing on a plate, is elevated and begins to juggle his candles. Mugs enter the shot.]

Mugs: And it's all in perfect taste / That you can bet!!! [The Mugs begin a gymnastics routine, hopping over one another and passing a beverage from one to the next]

All: Come on and lift your glass, You've won your own free pass / To be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!

Lumière: If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest!

All: Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest!

[All leave except Cogsworth, who looks scared, then begins to inch away. Lumière enters and holds him there.]

Lumière: Life is so unnerving, For a servant who's not serving! / He's not whole without a soul to wait upon

Cogsworth: Get off!

Lumière: Ah, those good old days when we were useful

Cogsworth: Huh? Oh!

Lumière: Suddenly, those good old days are gone.

[Lumière sings as if he were reminiscing. Snow begins to fall. Cogsworth looks up and sees the salt and pepper shakers doing their thing.]

Cogsworth: Ohh.

Lumière: 10 years we've been rustin' / Needin' so much more than dustin' / Needin' exercise, a chance to use our skills!

Cogsworth: Yaaaaaooo…

[Lumière dusts the salt of the head of Cogsworth, who tries to escape. He tripsand falls into the gelatin mold.]

Lumière: Most days just lay around the castle.

Cogsworth: Ngngngngh!

Lumière: Flabby fat and lazy / You walked in, and oops-a-daisie!

Cogsworth: Whoa!

[Lumière jumps on a spoon in the gelatin, which catapults Cogsworth out of the mold. Cut to kitchen, where Mrs. Potts is surrounded by soap bubbles.]

Mrs. Potts: It's a guest, it's a guest! Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed! Wine's been poured and thank the Lord I've had the napkins freshly pressed! [Mrs. Potts continues to dance around the kitchen] With dessert, she'll want tea, And my dear, that's fine with me! While the cups do their soft shoein', I'll be bubblin', I'll be brewin'! I'll get warm, pipin' hot Heaven's sake, is that a spot? Clean it up, we want the company impressed! We've got a lot to do-- Is it one lump or two? For you our guest! [Mrs. Potts is cleaned off by a napkin. She hops onto the tea cart and rolls into the dining room, where she offers tea to Belle.]

All: She's our guest!

Mrs. Potts: She's our guest!

All: She's our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request!

Cogsworth: Let's go, people. Fun's over. Over here. Line up. Aaaaaaah!

All: It's ten years since we had anybody here and we're obsessed! With your meal, with your ease, / Yes indeed, we aim to please / While the candlelight's still glowin' / Let us help you, we'll keep going!

[The China and candlesticks perform an elaborately choreographed dance sequence, ending in a closeup of Lumière.]

Lumière and All: Course, by course / One by one / Til you shout "Enough, I'm done!" / Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest. Tonight you'll prop your feet up, But for let's eat up, Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Please, BE... OUR... GUUUUUUUEEEEEEST!!!!!!

[A fantastic ending comes of the song, with silverware flying through the air, plates and Featherdusters dancing, and Cogsworth the focus of attention, until Lumière comes sliding in and sends him flying out of camera range.]

Belle: Bravo! That was wonderful!

Cogsworth: Thank you, thank you, mademoiselle. Yes, good show, wasn't it everyone. [Looking at his own face] Oh, my goodness, will you look at the time. Now, it's off to bed, off to bed!

[Lumière comes up next to Cogsworth.]

Belle: Oh, I couldn't possibly go to bed now. It's my first time in an enchanted castle.

Cogsworth: Enchanted? Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? [He tries to cover it up, just as a fork runs past. To Lumière]

Cogsworth: It was you, wasn't it!

Belle: I, um, figured it out for myself.

[Cogsworth and Lumière have been fighting. They both look at her, then stop. Cogsworth dusts himself off, and Lumière fixes his wax nose.]

Belle: I'd like to look around, if that's all right.

Lumière: [excited] Oh! Would you like a tour?

Cogsworth: Wait a second, wait a second. I'm not sure that's such a good idea. [Confidentially, to Lumière] We can't let her go poking around in certain places, if you know what I mean.

Belle: [Poking Cogsworth in the belly (like the Pillsbury doughboy)] Perhaps you could take me. I'm sure you know everything there is to know about the castle.

Cogsworth: [flattered] Well, actually, ah yes, I do!

[Fade to Cogsworth, Lumière, and Belle walking down a hall with Sultan. Cogsworth is lecturing.]

Cogsworth: As you can see, the pseudo façade was stripped away to reveal a minimalist rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. This is yet another example of the neo-classic baroque period, and as I always say, if it's not baroque, don't fix it! Ha ha ha. Now then, where was I? [He turns to find the heads of the suits of armor have turned to follow Belle.]

Cogsworth: As you were! [They all snap back to face forward.] Now, if I may draw your attention to the flying buttresses above the--mademoiselle?

[Cogsworth turns back to the group and is one girl short. He sees her beginning to climb the grand staircase. He and Lumière run up to her and jump in front of her, blocking her progress upstairs.]

Belle: What's up there?

Cogsworth: Where? Up there? Nothing. Absolutely nothing of interest at all in the West Wing. Dusty, dull, very boring. [Lumière has been shaking his head, but Cogsworth nudges him and he nods in agreement.]

Belle: Oh, so that's the West Wing.

Lumière: [To Cogsworth] Nice going!

Belle: I wonder what he's hiding up there.

Lumière: Hiding? The master is hiding nothing!

Belle: Then it wouldn't be forbidden.

[She steps over them, but they dash up and block her again.]

Cogsworth: Perhaps mademoiselle would like to see something else. We have exquisite tapestries dating all the way back to...

Belle: [again stepping over them] Maybe later.

Lumière: [with Cogsworth, again dashing and blocking] The gardens, or the library perhaps?

Belle: [Now, with incredible interest] You have a library?

Cogsworth: [Thrilled that he has found something to interest her] Oh. yes! Indeed!

Lumière: With books!

Cogsworth: Gads of books!

Lumière: Mountains of books!

Cogsworth: Forests of books!

Lumière: Cascades...

Cogsworth: ...of books!

Lumière: Swamps of books!

Cogsworth: More books than you'll ever be able to read in a lifetime! Books on every subject ever studied, by every author who ever set pen to paper...

[Lumière and Cogsworth begin marching off, and Belle begins to follow, but her curiosity overtakes her, and she turns back to the West Wing. Her excitement begins to dwindle, though, when she enters the hallway leading to Beast's lair. As she walks down the hall, she stops to look in a mirror that has been shattered into several pieces, each one reflecting her concerned look. She reaches the end of the hall and finds a closed door with gargoyle handles. She takes a deep breath, then reaches out and opens the door. Inside the lair, where Belle begins to explore. She is truly shocked by everything she sees. She wanders around, looking, and knocks over a table, but she catches it before it crashes to the floor. She then turns her head and sees a shredded picture on the wall. We can only see part of a portrait. It is the same portrait that was shredded in the opening. Belle reaches out and lifts the shreds of the picture to reveal the prince. We never see this, however, for then she turns her head and sees the rose under the bell jar. She walks over to it, her eyes transfixes. She reaches out, then lifts off the jar, leaves the rose unprotected. She reaches up, brushes back the strand of hair that has been repeatedly falling on her forehead, then reaches out to touch the rose. As she nears it, a shadow falls over her and Belle gasps in shocked. Beast has been on the balcony, and sees her. He jumps back into the room, then slams the jar back on the rose. He then turns his attention to Belle]

Beast: [growing angrily-ish] Why did you come here?

Belle: [backs away, scared] I'm-I'm sorry.

Beast: I warned you never to come here!

Belle: I didn't mean any harm.

Beast: [angrier] Do you realize what you could have done?!

[Beast begins to thrash at the furniture]

Belle: [pleaders, but still scared] Please, stop!

Beast: [screaming] GET OUT!!!!

Belle: No!

Beast: [screaming] GEEET, OOOOOOUUUTT!!!!

[Belle turns and flees the room. Beast calms down, then falls into despair, finally realizes that he may have destroyed his chances with Belle. She reaches the stairway and grabs her cloak. She rushes down the stairs, wrapping the cloak around her and bursting past a confused Lumière and Cogsworth]

Lumière: Where are you going?

Belle: Promise or no promise, I can't stay here another minute!

Cogsworth: Oh, no, wait, please! Please wait!

[Lumière tries to respond, but Belle slams the door behind her. He and Cogsworth both bow their heads in sadness. When Belle outside in the forest on Philippe. She begins to ride through the forest, but Philippe comes to a stop. She looks up and sees the wolves. She gasps, then pulls the reins and begins to flee. She runs from side to side, making the wolves hit the trees (a la Speederbike chase in Return of the Jedi). Philippe runs out on a frozen pond, but his and Belle's weight collapse the ice. The wolves chase her into the water. Some begin to drown, but Philippe is able to get out of the water before anything serious happens. He runs into a clears, but becomes surrounded by wolves. He bucks, throws Belle off and wrapped the reins around a tree branch. The wolves begin their attack on Philippe, but Belle comes to his rescue and beats them away with a stick. One wolf grabs the stick in its mouth and breaks half of it off, leaves Belle defenseless. Another leaps at her, grabs the corner of her cloak and dragging her to the ground]

Belle: NO!!! [She looks up and sees a wolf about to jump on top of her. It leaps and is caught in mid-air by Beast. He throws the wolf away, then stands behind them and Belle. They lunge at each other. One rips a hole in Beast's shoulder, and the others focus their attack on that spot. Finally, Beast throws a wolf against a tree, knocks it out. The others turn and run in fear. Beast turns back to Belle, looks at her despairingly, then collapses. Belle, grateful to be alive, turns back to Philippe and begins to get on, but her conscience takes over, and she walks over to the fallen Beast. Fade to Belle and Philippe walking back to the castle, with Beast on the horse's back. Fade to inside the den, with Belle pouring hot water out of Mrs. Potts. She soaks a rag in the water, then turns to Beast, who is licking his wounds, dampening rag] Here, now. [sees the Beast licking the wound on his arm] Oh, don't do that. [the Beast backs away with a growl as the servants start to back away in fear] Just hold still. [places the rag on the Beast's wound; the Beast mighty roars in pain and the servants takes cover]

Beast: THAT HURTS!!!

Belle: If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!

Beast: Well, if you hadn't have run away, this wouldn't have happened.

Belle: If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away.

Beast: Well, you shouldn't have been in The West Wing!

Belle: Well, you should learn to control your temper. Now, hold still. This might sting a little.

Beast: Hmm? Mmm!

Belle: By the way, thank you, for saving my life.

Beast: You're welcome.

[The camera zooms out and we see the objects looking on with interest. Fade to Gaston's tavern, which is empty except for Gaston, LeFou and Monsieur D'Arque, who are all sitting at a table]

Monsieur D'Arque: I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but they said you'd make it worth my while. [Gaston pulls out a sack of gold and tosses it in front of him. He takes out a piece, scrapes it on his chin and continues] Aah, I'm listening.

Gaston: It's like this. I've got my heart set on marrying Belle, but she needs a little persuasion.

LeFou: [butting in] Turned him down flat!

[Gaston slams a beer mug on his head]

Gaston: Everyone knows her father's a lunatic. He was in here tonight raving about a beast in a castle...

Monsieur D'Arque: Maurice is harmless.

Gaston: The point is, Belle would do anything to keep him from being locked up.

LeFou: Yeah, even marry him!

[Gaston gives him another threatening look, and he ducks back under the mug]

Monsieur D'Arque: So you want me to throw her father in the asylum unless she agrees to marry you? [They both nod in agreement] Oh, that is despicable. I love it!

[Inside Belle's cottage, Maurice is packing to leave]

Maurice: If no one will help me, then I'll go back alone. I don't care what it takes. I'll find that castle and somehow I'll get her out of there.

[Maurice leaves to go find Belle, Gaston and LeFou enter her house to look for him and Belle.]

Gaston: Belle? Maurice?

LeFou: Oh, well. I guess it's not go to work, after all.

Gaston: [grabs LeFou by his collar and carries him out] They have to come back sometime. And when they do, we'll be ready for them. LeFou, [throws him into the pile of snow nearby] don't move from that spot, until Belle and her father come home. [leaves on a horse wagon]

LeFou: But... But I... [hits a wood] Ah, nuts! [a snow falls on him]

---

[Outside the castle. Belle is playing in the snow with Phillipe and Sultan. Beast, Cogsworth and Lumière watch from the balcony.]

Beast: I've never felt this way about anyone. [Looks excited] I want to do something for her. [Looks discouraged.] But what?

Cogsworth: Well, there's the usual things--flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep...

Lumière: Ahh, no no. It has to be something very special. Something that sparks her inter--wait a minute.

[Cut to interior hallway leading to library. Beast and Belle are alone.]

Beast: Belle, there's something I want to show you. [Begins to open the door, then stops.] But first, you have to close your eyes.

[She looks at him questioningly.]

Beast: It's a surprise.

[Belle closes her eyes, and Beast waves his hand in front of her. Then he opens the door. He leads her in.]

Belle: [Just as she enters the room] Can I open them?

Beast: No, no. Not yet. Wait here.

[Beast walks away to draw back the curtains. He does, and brilliant sunlight spills into the room. Belle flinches reflexively as the light hits her face.]

Belle: Now can I open them?

Beast: All right. Now.

[Belle opens her eyes and the camera pulls back to reveal the gigantic library filled with books.]

Belle: I can't believe it. I've never seen so many books in all my life!

Beast: You--you like it?

Belle: It's wonderful.

Beast: Then it's yours.

Belle: Oh, thank you so much.

[Cut to Belle and Beast in background, with Objects including Chip in foreground watching them.]

Mrs. Potts: Oh, would you look at that?

Lumière: Ha ha! I knew it would work.

Chip: What? What works?

Cogsworth: It's very encouraging.

Featherduster: Isn't this exciting!

Chip: I didn't see anything.

Mrs. Potts: Come along, Chip. There's chores to be done in the kitchen.

Chip: But what are they talking about? What's going on?

[Objects walk away. Fade to breakfast table with Belle at one end and Beast at the other, with Mrs. Potts between them. Belle is served breakfast, and as she begins to eat, she looks at Beast, gobbling up his food with no table manners whatsoever. Chip laughs, but Mrs. Potts shoots him an admonishing look. Belle turns away and tries to ignore it, but Chip comes to the rescue. He nudges the spoon with his nose, and Beast reaches out for it (very 3-D-ishly). Belle looks at him in wonder as he tries to eat with the spoon, but he has little success. Finally, Belle puts down her spoon and lifts her bowl as if in a toast. Beast looks at the compromise and does the same. They both begin to sip their breakfast out of their bowls. Fade to courtyard where Belle and Beast are feeding the birds.]

Belle: There's something sweet / And almost kind / But he was mean / And he was coarse and unrefined. But now he's dear / And so unsure, / I wonder why I didn't see it there before. [Belle is trying to attract some birds to Beast, who shoves a handful of seed at them. Finally, she takes a handful and gently spreads it out, creating a trail. One lands in his hands, and he looks up thrilled.]

Beast: She glanced this way / I thought I saw / And when we touched / She didn't shudder at my paw / No, it can't be / I'll just ignore / But then she's never looked at me that way before. [Belle has ducked around a tree, leaving Beast with the birds. She begins to look doubtful again, but turns her head around the tree and laughs. Beast is covered with birds.]

Belle: New, and a bit alarming / Who'd have ever thought that this could be? / True, that he's no Prince Charming / But there's something in him that I simply didn't see.

[Belle throws a snowball at Beast, who had looked at her proudly after the birds flew away. He begins to gather a large pile of snow. We cut to the Objects, looking out of a window at the two. In the background, Belle throws another snowball at Beast, who drops his huge pile of snow on his head. He chases her around a tree, but she ducks around the other side and sneaks up on him from behind.]

Lumière: Well, who'd have thought?

Mrs. Potts: Well, bless my soul.

Cogsworth: And who'd have known?

Mrs. Potts: Well, who indeed?

Lumière: And who'd have guessed they'd come together on their own?

Mrs. Potts: It's so peculiar.

All: We'll wait and see / A few days more / There may be something there that wasn't there before.

[Fade to den where Belle sits in front of a roaring fire and reads to Beast. Objects including Chip watch from doorway]

Cogsworth: Yes, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before.

Chip: What?

Mrs. Potts: There may be something there that wasn't there before.

Chip: What's there, mama?

Mrs. Potts: I'll tell you when you're older.

---

[Inside the Beast's lair. He is in the tub getting washed up for the big night with Belle. Lumière is there with him.]

Lumière: Tonight is the night!

Beast: [hesitantly] I'm not sure I can do this.

Lumière: You don't have time to be timid. You must be bold, daring.

Beast: Bold. Daring. [Beast has emerged from the tub and shakes himself dry.]

Lumière: There will be music. Romantic candlelight, provided myself, and when the time is right, you confess your love.

Beast: [Inspired] Yes, I -- I con--No, I can't.

Lumière: You care for the girl, don't you?

Beast: More than anything.

Lumière: Well then you must tell her. [Coatrack has been cutting Beast's hair. It finishes and steps back.] Voila. You look so...so... [Cut to shot of Beast in pig-tails and bows.]

Beast: Stupid.

Lumière: Not quite the word I was looking for. Perhaps a little more off the top.

[Coatrack begins to cut and chop again. Cogsworth enters.]

Cogsworth: Ahem ahem ahem. Your lady awaits.

[Cut to grand staircase, where Belle descends from the West Wing side in a glittering gold ball gown. She reaches the landing and looks up at Beast, who is standing at the top of the stairs in his dress clothes. He is nudged on by Lumière from behind the curtain, and he descends and meets Belle at the landing. Arm in arm, they descend the last section of stairs and continue on their way to dinner, stopped momentarily by Sultan. Mrs. Potts sings from her cart with Chip on board.]

Mrs. Potts: Tale as old as time / True as it can be / Barely even friends / Then somebody bends / Unexpectedly / Just a little change / Small to say the least / Both a little scared / Neither one prepared / Beauty and the Beast [Belle and Beast have moved into the ballroom, where they move through a computer perfect dance sequence. Beast occasionally looks over at Lumière and Cogsworth for their approval. Mrs. Potts and Chip are in the ballroom on their cart.] Ever just the same / Ever a surprise / Ever as before, ever just as sure / As the sun will rise / Tale as old as time / Tune as old as song / Bittersweet and strange, / Finding you can change, learning you were wrong / Certain as the sun / Rising in the east / Tale as old as time, / Song as old as rhyme, beauty and the Beast. / Tale as old as time, / Song as old as rhyme, beauty and the Beast. [To Chip] Off to the cupboard with you now, Chip. It's past your bedtime. Good night, love. [Chip slides off the end of the cart, and hops out of the room, but comes back for one last look. Belle and Beast have adjourned to the balcony under a starry night.]

Beast: Belle? Are you happy here with me?

Belle: [Hesitantly] Yes. [She looks off into the distance]

Beast: What is it?

Belle: [Looks at him desperately] If only I could see my father again, just for a moment. I miss him so much.

Beast: [Looks disappointed for a moment, then excited.] There is a way. [The pair adjourn to Beast's lair, where Beast hands Belle the magic mirror.] This mirror will show you anything, anything you wish to see.

Belle: [Hesitantly] I'd like to see my father, please. [The magic mirror shines into life, and Belle turns her head away as it flashes. Then it reveals Maurice fallen in the woods, coughing and lost. Belle is shocked. Beast looks at her with concern.] Papa. Oh, no. He's sick, he may be dying. And he's all alone. [Beast turns, then looks at the rose, deep in thought.]

Beast: Then...then you must go to him.

Belle: What did you say?

Beast: I release you. You're no longer my prisoner.

Belle: You mean...I'm free?

Beast: Yes.

Belle: Oh, thank you. Hold on, Papa. I’m on my way.

Beast: Take it with you so you'll always have a way to look back and remember me.

Belle: Thank you for understanding how much he needs me. [Belle turns to leave and Beast looks down in depression. She touches her hand to his cheek and rushes out. We see Belle's skirt fly past Cogsworth, who has entered the room.]

Cogsworth: Well, your highness I have to say that everything it's going great I knew that she was capable.

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.

[Cut to Cogsworth telling the rest of the Objects about Beast's decision.]

All: [except Cogsworth] He did WHAT?!

Cogsworth: Yes, I'm afraid it's true.

Chip: She's going away?

Lumière: But he was so close.

Mrs. Potts: After all this time, he's finally learned to love.

Lumière: That's it, then. That should break the spell.

Mrs. Potts: But it's not enough. She has to love him in return.

Cogsworth: And now it's too late.

---

[Cut to Beast watching Belle leave from above. He roars in sorrow and anger. His roar turns into the sound of the wind. Belle is out in the snow.]

Belle: Papa? Papa? [gasps]

[Finally, she finds him face down in a snowbank. They return home, where LeFou is still waiting, disguised as a snowman.]

LeFou: Oh, they're back.

[Cut to black. POV of Maurice as his eyes open. He sees Belle.]

Maurice: Belle?

Belle: It's all right, Papa. I'm home.

Maurice: I thought I'd never see you again.

Belle: I missed you so much.

Maurice: But the Beast. How did you escape?

Belle: I didn't escape, Papa. He let me go.

Maurice: That horrible Beast?

Belle: But he's different, now. He's changed somehow.

[There is a sound coming from Belle's pack. The flap opens and the magic mirror falls out with Chip rolling to a stop on it.]

Chip: Hi!

Belle: Oh, a stowaway.

Maurice: Why, hello there, little fella. Didn't think I'd ever see you again. [Chip turns to Belle with a look of question on his face.]

Chip: Belle, why'd you go away? Don't you like us anymore?

Belle: Oh, Chip. Of course I do. It's just that--

[There is a knocking at the door. Belle opens it and Monsieur D'Arque stands on the porch.]

Belle: May I help you?

Monsieur D'Arque: I've come to collect your father.

Belle: My father?

Monsieur D'Arque: Don't worry, mademoiselle. We'll take good care of him.

Belle: My father's not crazy.

LeFou: He was raving like a lunatic. We all heard him, didn't we!

Bystanders: Yes!

Belle: No, I won't let you.

Maurice: Belle?

LeFou: Maurice. Tell us again, old man, just how big was the Beast?

Maurice: Well, he was... that is... enormous. I'd say at least eight, no more like ten feet.

LeFou: Well, you don't get much crazier than that.

Maurice: It's true, I tell you!

LeFou: Get him out of here!

Maurice: Let go of me!

Belle: No, you can't do this!

Gaston: Poor Belle. It's a shame about your father.

Belle: You know he's not crazy, Gaston.

Gaston: Hmm. I think I might be able to clear up this little misunderstanding, if...

Belle: If what?

Gaston: If you marry me.

Belle: What?

Gaston: One little word, Belle. That's all it takes.

Belle: Never!

Gaston: Have it your way.

Maurice: Belle? Let go of me!

Belle: My father's not crazy and I can prove it! Show me the Beast!

Woman #1: Is it dangerous?

Belle: Oh, no, no. He'd never hurt anyone. Please, I know he looks vicious, but he's really kind and gentle. He's my friend.

Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster.

Belle: He's no monster, Gaston. You are!

Gaston: She's as crazy as the old man! The Beast will make off with your children! He'll come after them in the night!

Belle: No!

Gaston: We're not safe until his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the Beast!

[Mob cheers him and repeats the words 'kill him'.]

Man #1: We're not safe until he's dead.

Man #2: He'll come stalkin' us at night!

Woman #1: Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous appetite!

Man #3: He'll wreak havoc on our village / If we let him wander free.

Gaston: So, it's time, to take some action, boys, it's tiiime, tooo, folloooww, meeeeee!!!!!! [Gaston throws a torch into a haystack, creating an instant bonfire. He begins to prance around it, warning of the dangers of the horrible Beast.] Through the mist, through the woods / Through the darkness and the shadows / It's a nightmare but it's one exciting ride. / Say a prayer, then we're there / At the drawbridge of a castle, And there's something truly terrible inside. [Gaston chases LeFou around, mimicking a monster.] It's a Beast, He's got fangs, razor sharp ones / Massive paws, Killer claws for the feast [Magic mirror shows the face of Beast to LeFou, which Gaston exaggerates about.] Hear him roar, see him foam, But we're not comin' home, Until he's dead / Good and dead, kill the Beast!

Belle: [Interjecting] No, I won't let you do this.

Gaston: If you're not with us, you're against us. Bring the old man. [Gaston is snatched the mirror and clutches the pants]

Maurice: Get your hands off me! [Gaston throws them into the basement and bolts the door.]

Gaston: We can't have them runnin' off to warn the creature!

Belle: LET US OUT!!!

Gaston: [To the crowd] We'll rid the village of this Beast. Who's with me?

[A chorus of "I am"s comes from the crowd]

Mob: Light your torch, mount your horse!

Gaston: Screw your courage to the sticking place

Mob: We're countin' on Gaston to lead the way! Through a mist, to a wood, Where within a haunted castle, Something's lurking that you don't see every day! [Gaston leads the Mob through the town and out into the forest, where they start chopping trees in preparation for their assault on the castle.] It's a Beast, One as tall as a mountain! We won't rest / Until he's good and deceased! Sally forth, tally ho, Grab your sword, grab your bow / Praise the Lord and here we go!

Gaston: WE'LL LAY SIEGE TO HIS CASTLE AND BRING BACK HIS HEAD!!!

[Cut to interior of basement, where Belle is prying at the window with a stick.]

Belle: I have to warn the Beast. This is all my fault. Oh, Papa. What are we going to do?

Maurice: [Comforting her] Now, now. We'll think of something. [We see Chip looking in through the window. He turns around, thinking, and then he sees Maurice's contraption with the axe on the end of it.]

Mob: We don't like, what we don't / Understand, it frankly scares us / And this monster is mysterious at least! Bring your guns, bring your knives, Save your children and your wives, We'll save our village and our lives, We'll kill the Beast!

Cogsworth: I knew it, I knew it was foolish to get our hopes up.

Lumière: Maybe it would have been better if she had never come at all. [Sultan comes in barking. They rush over to the window expecting the return of Belle.] Could it be?

Mrs. Potts: Is it she?

Lumière: [Realizing the Mob is not Belle] Sacre bleu, invaders!

Cogsworth: Encroachers!

Mrs. Potts: [Seeing Gaston] And they have the mirror!

Cogsworth: [Issuing orders] Warn the master. If it's a fight they want, we'll be ready for them. [Turns around from window] Who's with me? Aahh!

[The door is slammed as the rest of the Objects leave Cogsworth behind.]

Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the Beast is mine!

[Cut to stairway, where Objects are marching down to do battle with the Mob.]

Objects: Hearts ablaze, banners high! We go marching into battle, Unafraid, although the danger just increased!

Mob: Raise the flag, sing the song / Here we come, we're fifty strong, and 50 Frenchmen can't be wro-o-o-ong, Let's kill the Beast!

[Cut to interior of Beast's lair, where Mrs. Potts is briefing him.]

Mrs. Potts: Pardon me, master.

Beast: Leave me in peace.

Mrs. Potts: But sir, the castle is under attack!

Mob: Kill the Beast, kill the Beast!

[The Objects have tried to block off the door, but it is being bashed in by the Mob.]

Lumière: This isn't working!

Featherduster: Oh, Lumière! We must do something!

Lumière: Wait! I know!

Mob: Kill the Beast, kill the Beast!

[Cut to Beast's lair]

Mrs. Potts: What shall we do, master?

Beast: [Still very sad] It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.

Mob: Kill the Beast, kill the Beast, kill the Beast!! [The Mob succeeds in breaking in, and finds a grand entrance filled with assorted pieces of furniture, teacups, candlesticks, Featherdusters and clocks. They tiptoe in, and LeFou unknowingly picks up Lumière.]

Lumière: NOW!!! [All the Objects spring into life, attacking their human enemies. Cut back to Belle's home, where Chip has readied the invention with purple smoke.]

Chip: Yes! Here we go!

[Chip has a rise in Maurice's invention with a violin sounds louder. Maurice looks out from the window and sees the advancing axe.]

Maurice: What the devil? Belle, look out!

[The invention crashes into the door, and a red cloud of smoke poofs out of the basement. Belle and Maurice emerge from the wreckage to find Chip swinging on a loose spring.]

Chip: You guys gotta try this thing.

[Cut back to the castle where the attack continues.]

Mrs. Potts: Up here, you scurvy scum! Now! [She and all the cups pour boiling tea on the guy's head.]

[Cut back to the castle where the attack continues. Meanwhile, Gaston has broken off from the Mob, and is searching out Beast. Belle, Maurice, Philippe and Chip are making their way to the castle. Finally, the invaders (a la Invaders storm in Willow).]

Stove: Roaaaar!

Tom, Stanley and LeFou: AAAAAAAAH!!

LeFou: Move, move, move, move!

[They are chased out and the Objects celebrate their victory.]

Cogsworth: And stay out! [Lumière pulls over Cogsworth and kisses him once on each cheek. Cogsworth shakes it off.]

---

[Cut to Gaston, who finds Beast's lair. He raises his crossbow and takes aim. Beast looks up at him, then looks back down in sadness again. Gaston releases the arrow and it strikes Beast in the shoulder. He screams in pain and stands. Gaston rushes him and they fly out the window onto the balcony, where it has begun to rain.]

Gaston: Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! [Gaston corners Beast on the edge of the roof. Beast simply sits there in despair.] Get up! Get up! What's the matter, Beast? Too kind and gentle to fight back?

[Beast looks down ignoring him. Gaston walks into the foreground and breaks off a piece of the roof. He is about to smash it on Beast's head when Belle's voice drifts up. She is on the bridge and is yelling to Gaston, telling him to stop.]

Belle: No!

Beast: Belle.

Belle: No, Gaston, don't! Let's go, Philippe.

Gaston: [to Beast] COME ON, OUT AND FIGHT?! We're you in love with her, Beast? DID YOU HONESTLY THINK SHE'D WANT YOU WHEN SHE HAD SOMEONE LIKE ME?!

[The Beast has been provoked enough. He emerges and they fight again]

Gaston: It's over, Beast! BELLE IS MINE!!

[The Beast and Gaston are fighting on top of the castle; the Beast strikes at him, grabs him and holds him over the edge]

Gaston: [last words] Let me go, let me go! Please... don't hurt me! I'll do anything! ANYTHING!!!!

[The Beast glares with fury, then his anger slowly melts as he realizes that Gaston's what he could've become. He pulls Gaston back in and close to his face]

Beast: [in a calm, but tranquil fury manner] Get out. [shoves Gaston to the ground]

Belle: [comes out on the balcony] Beast!

Beast: Belle. [begins to climb the tower until he reaches the balcony. He hangs over the side] Belle? [they reached their hands as they reunite] You came back.

[The Beast and Belle stare passionately at each other, but the moment is interrupted when Gaston sneaks up and stubs the Beast in the back with a knife. The Beast roars in pain and Gaston pulls the knife out and swings back for another shot. The Beast starts to fall, knocks over Gaston off his balances. Belle reaches forward and pulls the Beast back, while Gaston falls off into the castle moats to his deaths with a scream. Belle helps the injured Beast up onto the balcony, where he lies down on the floor. The servants 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, weakly]

Beast: You... You 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 better...it'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: [last words; reaches up and touches Belle's cheek] At least...I got to see you...1 last time. [his paw falls and his eyes close as he dies]

Belle: [gasps] 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 Adam, whose name was Prince Adam; 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!

[They kiss, a fireworks display explodes around them. The gloom surrounding, the castle disappears, revealing a blue sky]

---

[Last lines; The castle is transformed, with the gargoyles changing into cherubs. Finally, we return to the balcony, where the servants hop out to meet Prince Adam and Belle. One by one, they are transformed back to their original human conditions]

Prince Adam: Lumiere! Cogsworth! Oh, Mrs. Potts! Look at us! [Chip comes riding in on Footstool]

Chip: Mama! Mama! [The pair transforms back into a boy and dog]

Mrs. Potts: [Picking up her boy] Oh, my goodness!

Lumière: It is a miracle!

Belle: How wonderful! [Prince Adam picks up Belle and swings her around. The ruffles of her skirt wipe to the ballroom, where all are gathered to celebrate, Prince Adam and Belle dance around the room as the rest at the characters]

Lumière: Ah, l'amour. [Lumière says this, and a maid, obviously the former Featherduster walks by, brushing him on the chin; chuckles, starts to chase after her, but Cogsworth stops him]

Cogsworth: Well, Lumiere, old friend. Shall we let bygones be bygones?

Lumière: Of course, mon ami. I told you she would break the spell.

Cogsworth: I beg your pardon, old friend, but I believe I told you.

Lumière: No, you didn't. I told you.

Cogsworth: You most certainly did not, you pompous paraffin-headed pea-brain!

Lumière: En garde, you overgrown pocket watch! [Lumière takes off his glove and slaps Cogsworth across the face with it. They begin to fight. Cut to Belle and Prince Adam who continue to dance around the floor. The camera stops on Mrs. Potts, Chip and Maurice, who is beginning to crying]

Chip: Are they going to live happily ever after, Mama?

Mrs. Potts: Of course, my dear. Of course.

Chip: [tiny pauses] Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard? [Maurice laughs and Mrs. Potts hugs her child and laughs. Cut to a camera looking over the entire ballroom with all in the shot. It slowly zooms out with Belle and Prince Adam dancing around the room, and fades into the final stained glass window, this one with Belle and Prince Adam in the center, surrounded by the rest of the characters]

Chorus: Certain as the sun / Rising in the east / Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme / Beauty and the beast!| Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme / Beauty and the beast!

Special Edition Release

Cogsworth: Right then! You all know why we're here. We have exactly 12 hours, 36 minutes, and 15 seconds to create the most magical, spontaneous, romantic atmosphere known to man or beast. [Chuckles weakly] "Or beast.." Right. Need I remind you that if the last petal falls from this rose, the spell will never be broken! Very well. You all know your assignments. Half of you to the West Wing, half of you to the East Wing, the rest of you, come with me.

Lumière: Hoho, lighten up Cogsworth, and let nature take its course.

Mrs. Potts: It's obvious there's a spark between them.

Cogsworth: Yes yes yes... But there's no harm in fanning the flames. You know, a little. Besides, they must fall in love tonight if we ever expect to be human again.

Lumière: Aaah...human again...

Mrs. Potts: Human again...

Lumière: Yes, think what that means... [singing] I'll be cooking again, be good-looking again, With a mademoiselle on each arm / When I'm human again, only human again / Poised and polish and gleaming with charm / I'll be courting again, chic and sporting again

Mrs. Potts: Which should cause several husbands alarm

Lumière: (Ha, ha!) I'll hop down off this shelf, and tout de suite be myself,

Lumière, Mrs. Potts and Cogsworth: I can't wait to be human again

Essentials: When we're human again, only human again / When we're knickknacks and whatnots no more / When we're human again, good and human again

Wardrobe: O, chérie, won't it all be top drawer? I'll wear lipstick and rouge / And I won't be so huge / Why, I'll easily fit through that door / I'll exude savoir faire / I'll wear gowns, I'll have hair / It's my prayer to be human again

Mrs. Potts and Cogsworth: When we're human again, only human again / When the world once more starts making sense

Cogsworth: I'll unwind, for a change

Lumière: Really? That'd be strange

Cogsworth: Can I help it if I'm t-t-tense? In a shack by the sea, I'll sit back, sipping tea Let my early retirement commence Far from fools made of wax, I'll get down to brass tacks and real-A-A-A-x!

Chorus: When I'm human again! So sweep the dust from the floor / Let's let some light in the room / I can feel, I can tell someone might break the spell any day now / Shine up the brass on the door / Alert the dust pail and broom / If it all goes as planned our time may be at hand any day now

Fifi and the maids: Open the shutters and let in some air

Mrs. Potts: Put these here and put those over there

Chorus: Sweep up the years, the sadness and tears and throw them away / We'll be human again, only human again / When the girl finally sets us all free / Cheeks a-blooming again, we're assuming again / We'll resume our long-lost joie de vivre / We'll be playing again, holidaying again / And we're praying it's ASAP / Little push, little shove / They could both fall in love / And we'll finally be human again...

[Transition to the library]

Belle: "...For there never was a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

Beast: Could you read it again?

Belle: Well, here. Why don't you read it to me?

Beast: Uhhh...Alright. Hmm...I-I can't.

Belle: You mean you never learned?

Beast: I learned, a little. It's just been so long.

Belle: Well here, I'll help you. Let's start...here.

Beast: Here, twoe...?

Belle: Two.

Beast: Two, I knew that. Two households, both alike in dignity...

[sung]

Chorus: We'll be dancing again, we'll be twirling again / We'll whirling around with such ease / When we're human again, only human again / We'll go waltzing those old one-two-threes / We'll be floating again, we'll be gliding again /Stepping, striding, as fine as you please / Like a real human does, I'll be all that I was / On that glorious morn, when we're finally re-born / And we're all of us human again!

CELINE DION & PEABO BRYSON lyrics (Beauty and the Beast)

Celine Dion: Ooh, ooh / Tale as old as time / True as it can be / Barely even friends / Then somebody bends / Unexpectedly

Peabo Bryson: Just a little change / Small, to say the least / Both a little scared / Neither one prepared

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Beauty and the beast / Ever just the same / Ever a surprise / Ever as before / Ever just as sure / As the sun will rise

Peabo Bryson: Whoa, whoa-oh, whoa, oh

Celine Dion: Ohh, whoa, whoa, whoa, oh

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Ever just the same

Peabo Bryson: Yeah / Ever a surprise

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Ever as before

Celine Dion: Ever just as sure

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: As the sun will rise

Peabo Bryson: Oh, oh, oh

Celine Dion: Tale as old as time

Peabo Bryson: Ooh-ooh, ohh-ooh

Celine Dion: Tune as old as song

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Bittersweet and strange / Finding you can change / Learning you were wrong

Peabo Bryson: Certain as the sun

Celine Dion: Certain as the sun

Peabo Bryson: Rising in the east

Celine Dion: Tale as old as time

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Song as old as rhyme / Beauty and the beast

Celine Dion: Tale as old as time

Peabo Bryson: Song as old as rhyme

Celine Dion & Peabo Bryson: Beauty and the beast

Peabo Bryson: Oh Oh, whoa-oh

Celine Dion: Ooh / Beauty and the beast

About Beauty and the Beast (1991 film)

• 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.
  • Kirk Wise [1]

Cast (voices)

• Paige O'Hara – B. la Belle the Beauty
• Rex Everhart – Maurice
• Robby Benson – Master B. le Bête the Beast/Prince Adam
• Richard White – Gaston
• Jerry Orbach – Monsieur Lumière the Candelabra
• David Ogden Stiers – Narrator, Sir Cogsworth the Clock
• Angela Lansbury – Mrs. Potts the Teapot
• Mary Kay Bergman – Claudette Bimbette, Laurette Bimbette
• Kath Soucie – Paulette Bimbette
• Jesse Corti – Monsieur LeFou
• Bradley Pierce – Chip Potts the Teacup
• Kimmy Robertson – Fifi Plumette Featherduster
• Hal Smith – Philippe B. the Horse
• Jack Angel – Tavern Man, Tom
• Phil Proctor – Dick
• Bill Farmer – Stanley
• Patrick Pinney – Walter
• Mickie McGowan – French Peasant Woman
• Carole Jeghers – Woman holding the baby

External links

• Beauty and the Beast quotes at the Internet Movie Database

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