Beauty and the Beast

1991

Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures! Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.

Gaston: This is the day your dreams come true. Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston? Gaston: Plenty! Here, picture this... a rustic hunting lodge... my latest kill roasting on the fire... and my little wife, massaging my feet... while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs... we'll have six or seven. 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-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!

Beast: I want to do something for her... but what? Cogsworth: Oh, there's the usual things; flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep...

Cogsworth: As you can see, the psuedo-facade was stripped away to reveal a minimalist rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. This is yet another example of the late neoclassic Baroque period. And, as I always say, "if it's not Baroque, don't fix it!"

Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster. Belle: He's no monster, Gaston. You are!

Beast: (to Belle) You'll come out or I'll... I'll... I'll break down the door! Lumiere: Master, I could be wrong, but that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections.

Lumiere: (trying to prepare the Beast for his dinner with Belle) There you are! You look so... o... Beast: (fur done up in curls and bows) Stupid.

Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval. Gaston: Why, thank you, Belle.

Villagers: (singing) We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least...

(first lines) Narrator: 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?

Beast: You- You came back. Belle: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... 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: At least... I got to see you... one last time.

Beast: At least I got to see you one... last time...

(last lines) Chip: Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?

Beast: You will join me for dinner! (screaming) That's not a request!

Featherduster: (to Lumiere) I've been burnt by you before!

(singing) Gaston: Lefou, I'm afraid I've been thinking... Lefou: A dangerous pastime. Gaston: I know.

Gaston: (singing) Here in town there's only she, who is beautiful as me, so I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle.

(Belle is washing the Beast's wounds) Beast: (roaring) Grrrrrrr! That hurts! Belle: If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much! Beast: 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 may sting a little. Belle: (presses cloth to wound) Belle: By the way, thank you for saving my life. Beast: You're welcome.

(singing) Gaston, Lefou: No one plots like Gaston... Lefou: ... takes cheap shots like Gaston... Gaston: ... plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston!

Gaston: It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting *ideas*, and *thinking*...

Cogsworth: Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we? (imitates Lumiere) Cogsworth: "Serve him tea. Sit in the master's chair. Pet the pooch!"

Lefou: (singing) Gaston is the best, and the rest is all drips. (accidentally splashes a cup of water at Gaston standing right behind him)

Belle: (singing) 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.

Cogsworth: Enchanted? He-he ha-ha! Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? Ha-ha-ha... (to Lumiere) Cogsworth: It was you, wasn't it?

Monsieur D'Arque: I don't usually leave the asylum in the middle of the night, but he said you'd make it worth my while. (Gaston presents him with a bag of money) Monsieur D'Arque: Ah, I'm listening. Gaston: It's like this; I've got my heart set on marrying Belle, but she needs a little... persuasion. Lefou: Turned him down flat. (Gaston hits him) 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*. Lefou: (points at Gaston; ducks when Gaston tries to hit him again) Monsieur D'Arque: So you want me to throw her father into the asylum unless she agrees to marry you. Oh, that is despicable. Monsieur D'Arque: (Chuckling) I love it!

Beast: (trying to coerce Belle into having dinner with him) But she is being... so *difficult* Mrs Potts: Gently, gently

Cogsworth: Well I must say everything is going just swimmingly. I knew you had it in you. Beast: I let her go Cogsworth: Yes, Yes, splend- You What? How could you do that? Beast: I had to. Cogsworth: Yes but... but... but why? Beast: Because I love her.

Gaston: (singing) I use antlers in all of my decorating!

Beast: Who are you? What are you doing here? Maurice: I-I-I was lost in the woods, and, and... Beast: You are not welcome here! Maurice: I-I'm sorry. Beast: What are you staring at? Maurice: N-nothing. Beast: So, you've come to stare at the Beast, have you? Maurice: Please, I meant no harm. I just needed a place to stay. Beast: I'll give you a place to stay.

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.

Cogsworth: (Maurice has opened his door to peek inside) Sir, close that at once! Do you mind?

Lumiere: Ma chère mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents... your dinner.

Beast: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm... Well, look at me!

(Beast is attempting to ask Belle to dinner "nicely") Beast: Will you come down to dinner? Belle: No! (Beast points furiously at the door. Cogsworth urges him forward) Cogsworth: Suave. Genteel. Beast: (formally) It would give me... great pleasure... if you would join me for dinner. Cogsworth: Ahem-ahem-ahem. And we say please. Beast: (flatly) ... please.

Cogsworth: (shakes Lumiere's hand in truce) Well, Lumiere, old friend. Shall we let bygones be bygones? Lumiere: 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*. Lumiere: No, you didn't. *I* told *you*! Cogsworth: You most certainly did not, you pompous, paraffin-headed peabrain! Lumiere: En garde, you-you overgrown pocket watch!

Villagers: (singing) Here we come, we're fifty strong, and fifty Frenchmen can't be wrong...

Beast: (grumbles) There's a stranger in here.

Gaston: Were you in love with her, Beast? Did you honestly think she'd want you when she had someone like me?

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