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Once upon a time in the hidden heart of France, a handsome young prince lived in

a beautiful castle.

Although he had everything his heart desired, the prince was selfish and

Master, it's time.

He taxed the village to fill his castle with the most beautiful objects.

Oui, maître. And his parties with the most beautiful people.

Oh, how divine.

Glamour, music, and magic combine.

See the maiden so anxious to shine.

Look for a sign that enhances chances.

She'll be his special one. What a display.

What a breathtaking, thrilling array.

Every prince, every dog has a day.

Let us sing.

Then one night, an unexpected intruder arrived at the castle, seeking shelter

from the bitter storm.

As a gift, she offered the prince a single rose.

Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the prince turned the woman away.

But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances.

For beauty is found within.

When he dismissed her again, the old woman's outward appearance melted away.

to reveal a beautiful enchantress.

The prince begged for forgiveness, but it was too late.

For she had seen that there was no love in his heart.

As punishment, She transformed him into a

hideous beast and placed a powerful spell on the castle and all

who lived there.

As days bled into years, the prince and his servants were forgotten by the

world. But the enchantress had erased all memory of them from the minds of the

people they loved.

But the rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose.

If he could learn to love another and earn their love in return by the time

last petal fell, 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?

It's a quiet village every day like the one

before

Have you lost something again?

Well, I believe I have.

The problem is, I can't remember what.

Oh, well, I'm sure it'll come to me.

Where are you off to?

To return the book to Pearl Bass.

It's about two lovers in Favarona.

Sounds boring.

Where did you run off to this week?

Two cities in northern Italy.

I didn't want to come back.

Have you got any new places to go?

I'm afraid not.

But you may reread any of the old ones that you'd like. Thank you.

Your library makes our small corner of the world feel big.

Bon voyage.

Bye.

And I know, stuck in a book, what a puzzle to the rest of us is back.

My future wife.

Belle is the most beautiful girl in the village.

That makes her the best.

But she's so well -read.

And you're so athletically inclined.

I know.

Belle can be as argumentative as she is beautiful.

Exactly. Who needs her when you've got us?

Yes.

Ever since the war, I've felt like I've been missing something.

And she's the only girl that gives me that sense of... Je ne sais quoi?

I don't know what that means.

Right from the moment when I met her, saw her, I said she's gorgeous and I

Here in town there's only she who is beautiful as me. So I'm making plans to

and marry Belle.

But, you know, books.

Your dinner table.

Shall I join you this evening?

Sorry, not this evening.

Is he?

No.

So, moving on?

No, LeFou.

It's the ones who play hard to get that are always the sweetest prey.

That's what makes Belle so appealing. She hasn't made a fool of herself just

gain my favor.

What would you call that?

Dignity? It's outrageously attractive, isn't it?

How does a moment last forever?

How can a story never die?

It is love we must hold on to.

Never easy, but we try.

Sometimes our happiness is captured.

Somehow a time and place stand still.

Love lives on inside our hearts and always

will.

Oh. Oh.

Could you hand me a...

Thank you.

And I also need... No, no.

Yes, that's exactly what I need. Thank you.

Papa, do you think I'm odd?

Odd?

My daughter? Odd?

Where did you get an idea like that?

I don't know.

People talk.

This is a small village, you know.

Small -minded.

as well but small also means safe even back in

paris i knew a girl like you who was so ahead of her time different

people mocked her until the day they all found themselves

imitating her

Just tell me one more thing about her.

Your mother was... fearless.

Fearless.

So, what can I bring you from the market?

A rose, like the one in the painting.

You ask for that every year.

And every year you bring it.

Then I shall bring you another.

You have my word.

Goodbye, Papa.

Goodbye, doll.

Come on, Philippe.

You know the way.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Right. Tomorrow, with the rose.

Stay safe.

The laundry.

Come.

Come.

The blue bird that flies over

the dark wood.

That was amazing.

What on earth are you doing?

Teaching another girl to read isn't one enough.

We have to do something.

You are the wildest, most gorgeous thing I've ever seen.

Nobody deserves you.

But at least I know our children will be beautiful.

Am I catching you at a bad time?

What is it, LeFou?

A certain damsel is in distress?

It's hero time.

I'm not done with you yet.

Me neither.

Belle, I heard you had trouble with the headmaster.

He never liked me either.

Can I give you a little advice about the villagers, though?

They're never going to trust the kind of change you're trying to bring.

All I wanted was to teach a child to read.

The only children you should concern yourself with are your own.

Not ready to have children.

Maybe you haven't met the right man.

It's a small village, Gaston.

I've met them all.

Well, maybe you should take another look.

Some of us have changed.

Gaston, we could never make each other happy.

No one can change that much.

Oh, Belle.

Do you know what happens to spinsters in this village after their fathers die?

They beg for scraps like poor Adler.

This is our world, Belle.

For simple folk like us, it doesn't get any better.

I might be a farm girl, but I'm not simple, and I'm

never going to marry you, Gaston. I'm sorry.

Can you imagine?

Me, the wife of that boorish, brainless... Madame Gaston,

can't you just see it?

Madame Gaston, his little wife...

One path closes, another one opens.

All right, boys, just a bit of snow in June.

Mind your step.

It's slippery.

They'll have to get their dinner somewhere else, won't they?

Look,

there's hay and water.

You're all set, my old friend.

I'll go pay my respects to our unwitting host, whoever that may

be.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry to intrude. I'm just a traveller seeking shelter from the storm.

Sorry to disturb you.

Anyone home?

Anyone awake?

He must have lost his way in the woods.

Excuse me.

Beautiful.

Extraordinary.

A man of taste. He was talking about me.

Wherever you

are, I'm just going to warm myself by the fire.

That's better.

Oh, much better.

Oh, thank you.

Mum said I wasn't supposed to move because it might be scary.

Sorry.

It's all right.

I, uh... I cannot thank you enough for your hospitality.

I'll, uh... bid you, uh...

Adieu, Annie.

Good night.

Come on.

Go. Go.

No, wait, wait, wait.

Roses. I nearly forgot.

Yeah.

Probably a spell of rose.

A beautiful girl.

Yes, I can see it's a girl.

I lost my hands, or my eyes. But what if she is the one? The one who'll break

the spell?

Who said that?

Who's there?

Uh -oh.

Uh

-oh.

Papa?

Papa, is that you?

Well, how did you find me?

Your hands are ice.

We need to get you home.

Now go before she finds you. Who?

Who's there?

Who are you?

Who are you?

I've come for my father.

Your father is a thief.

Liar. He stole the rose.

I asked for the rose.

Not him.

No, he means forever.

Apparently that's what happens around here when you pick a flower.

A life sentence for a rose.

I received eternal damnation for one. I'm merely locking him away.

Now, do you still wish to take your father's place?

Come into the light.

I won't let you do this.

I lost your mother. I won't lose you, too.

Now go.

Go!

All right, Papa, I'll leave.

I need a minute alone with him.

He's so cold -hearted, you won't allow a daughter to kiss her father goodbye.

Forever can spare a minute.

When this door closes, it will not open again.

I should have been with you.

Now listen to me.

It's all right.

Now go.

Live your life.

And forget me.

Forget you?

Everything I am is because of you.

I love you, Belle.

Don't be afraid.

I'm not afraid.

I will escape, I promise.

What?

You took his place.

He's my father.

He's a fool.

And so are you.

Belle.

True, mademoiselle. But I have come to escort you to your room.

My room?

But I thought... Oh, what? That... Once this door closes, it will not open

again.

I know. He gets so dramatic.

Hello.

Oh, you are very strong. This is a great

quality.

Of course he can talk.

It's all he ever does.

Now, Lumiere, as head of the household, I demand that you put her back in her

cell at once.

What do you want to be for the rest of your life, Gokul? A man or a mental

clock?

Ready, miss?

Trust me.

You must forgive first impressions.

I hope you are not too startled. Why would I be startled?

I'm talking to a candle. Candle of love, please.

Enormous difference. But consider me at your service. The castle is your own

now, so feel free to go anywhere you like.

Except the west wing.

Which we do not have.

Why?

What's in the west wing? Oh, nothing.

Nothing. Storage space. Storage space. That's it. That's it? Yes, that's it.

This way, please, to the east wing.

Or as I like to call it, the only wing.

Watch your step. See the play.

Welcome to your new home.

It's modest, but comfortable.

It's beautiful.

But of course, master, I wanted you to have the finest room in the castle.

Oh, dear. We were not expecting guests.

Enchantée, mademoiselle.

Don't worry.

I'll have this place spotless in no time.

This plan of yours is dangerous.

I would risk anything to kiss you again, Plumette. No, my love.

I've been burned by you before.

We must be strong. How can I be strong when you make me so weak?

Is everything here alive?

Hello, what's your name?

That is a hairbrush.

Do not be alarmed, this is just your wardrobe.

Meet Madame de Garderobe, a great singer. I bet she can stay awake.

God's word!

A diva needs a beauty.

Oh,

stay with us, madame.

We have someone for you to dress.

Oh, finally.

A woman.

Pretty eyes, proud face, perfect canvas. Yes, I will find you something

worthy of a princess.

Oh, I'm not a princess.

Nonsense. Now, let's see what I've got in my drawers.

Oh, how embarrassing.

Come help, Mama.

Picture it, LeFou.

Rustic cabin.

My latest killer roasting on the fire.

Adorable children running around. My love rubs my tired feet.

But what does Belle say?

I will never marry you, Gaston. You know, there are other girls.

The great hunter doesn't waste his time on rabbits.

Gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Gaston.

Looking so down in the dumps.

Every guy here'd love to be you, Gaston. 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.

Lick as Gaston, no one's sick as Gaston. No one's next as incredibly sick as

Gaston. But 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 whose team they

prefer to be on.

Thank you, LeFou. Well, there's no one as easy to bolster as you.

Too much?

Yep.

Carefully aim for the liver.

That I shot from behind.

That's fair. I don't care.

me get lost.

in a dungeon. Who's got her? A beast.

A huge, horrid, monstrous beast.

My daughter's life is in danger. Why do you laugh?

It's not a joke.

His castle is hidden in the woods.

It's already winter there.

Winter in June?

Crazy old Maurice.

Listen to me!

Do you understand?

Will no one help me?

I'll help, Maurice.

You will?

Everybody, stop making fun of this man at once.

Captain, thank you.

Don't thank me, Maurice.

Lead us to the beast.

Mama, there's a girl in the castle. Yes, we know. What kind of things does she

like? Herbal, oolong, chamomile.

I'm too excited. Slow down before you break your handle.

Good job, Mrs. Potts.

Let me do the talking.

You're making her dinner. We thought you might appreciate the company.

Master, I just want to assure you that I had no part in this hopeless plan.

Preparing a dinner, designing a gown for her, giving her a suite in the East

Wing. You gave her a bedroom.

No, no, no. He gave her a bedroom.

This is true. But if this girl is the one who can break the spell, then maybe

you could stop by using dinner to charm her. Good thinking, Coxwell.

What? That's the most ridiculous idea I've ever heard.

Charmed a prisoner.

But you must try, Master.

With every passing day, we become less human.

She's the daughter of a common thief.

What kind of person do you think that makes her?

Oh, you can't judge people by who their father is, now can you?

You'll join me for dinner.

That's not a request.

Gently, Master. The girl lost her...

Father and her freedom in one day. Yes, the poor thing is probably in there

scared to death. Exactly.

Just a minute. You see, there she is. Now, remember, be gentle.

Kind. Charming. Sweet.

And when she opens the door, give her a dashing debonair smile.

Come, come, show me the smile.

Oh, no.

Will you join me for dinner?

You've taken me as your prisoner and now you want to have dinner with me?

Are you insane?

Uh -oh.

You're losing it. Oh, dear.

I told you to join me for dinner!

And I told you no!

Martha, what time is it?

What's happening?

I'd starve before I ever ate with you.

Well, be my guest!

Go ahead and starve!

If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all!

Idiot!

You can't talk to us like that, I forbid it!

Oh, am I too late?

Shame, I was really going to tell him off this time.

Oh, Master, you've returned!

Very funny. I got you there

Show

me

the girl

Another petal fell.

Lumiere, I grew three more feathers, and I just plucked yesterday.

I know, darling.

Oh, I'm getting more metallic every day.

Oh, no. Oh, it's happening again.

Pardon me. Oh, everyone, calm yourselves. We still have time.

Mama, am I ever going to be a boy again?

Oh, yes, Chip. You'll have your days in the sun again. You just leave it to me.

I told you to go away.

Don't worry, dear.

It's only Mrs Potts.

Oh, aren't you a vision?

How lovely to make your acquaintance.

Oh, it's a very long journey. Let me fix you up before you go.

I have found that most troubles seem less troubling after a bracing cup of

Slowly now, Chip.

Pleased to meet you.

Want to see me do a trick?

Chip, that was a very brave thing you did for your father, dearie.

Yes, we all think so.

I'm worried about him.

He's never been on his own.

Cheer up, my poppet.

Things will turn out in the end. You'll feel a lot better after dinner.

But he said if she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all.

Oh, people say a lot of things in anger. It is our choice whether or not to

listen. You coming, poppet? Go.

They're coming!

Final checks, everyone.

Two tweets. No, you don't. If the master finds out you violated his orders on

Feta, he will blame me.

Yes, I will make sure of it. But did you see her stand up to him? I am telling

you, this girl is the one. They must fall in love if we are to be human

And how can they fall in love if she stays in our room?

Hey, Chapeau, you missed a spot.

Oh, you know she'll never love him. A broken clock is right two times a day,

ami, but this is not one of those times. Stand up straight.

It's time to sparkle!

I have no taste buds, but I can tell it is exquisite.

Off! Off you are! Get cracking! Stop! Get your legs! So loud!

Keep it down!

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

Music!

Maestro Cadenza, are you ready?

No. It has been so long since I have performed, I can barely even remember

Maestro, your wife is upstairs, finding it harder and harder to stay awake.

She's counting on you to help us break this curse.

Then I shall play through the dental pain.

Maestro, play quietly, please.

Oh, quietly.

Sotto voce. Of course.

Are there any other tasteless demands you wish to make upon my artistry? No,

that's it.

There you are, dear.

Ma chère mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that

welcome you tonight.

Here. And now, we invite you to relax.

Let us pull up a chair as the dining room proudly

presents...

Yon.

Dinner.

Be our guest.

Be our guest. Put ourselves to the test.

Tie your napkin round your neck, Sherry, and we'll provide the rest.

Soup du jour. Hot hors d 'oeuvres. Why, we only live to serve.

Try the graister. It's delicious.

Don't believe me? Ask the dishes.

This is France.

Come on and lift your glass.

You've won your own free pass to be our guest.

If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest.

Be our guest.

serving. He's not home without a soul to wait upon.

Ah, those good old days when we were useful.

Hey, Cogswell.

Straight to bed.

What are you doing here?

What did you do to it? Do you realize what you could have done? You could have

done this all. Get out of here.

Go!

Checkmate. Again.

Wait, sir. You cheated again.

Mademoiselle, what are you doing?

Getting out of here.

No, go through, please.

Yes, go through. Stop her.

Don't let her leave.

Stop her.

No, no. No, no.

Stop her.

Stop now, silly boy.

Bad dog.

Bad dog.

No, no, no.

Please don't go.

It's dangerous.

I'm sure this is the way. Do you hear those walls?

That means we're getting very close to the castle.

Look, enough is enough.

We have to turn back.

Stop! That's it.

There it is.

That's the tree.

I'm sure of it.

It was downed by lightning at the time, but now it's resumed an

upright position through some sort of magic or other.

You really want to marry into this family?

So that means that the castle is that... No.

That... No, it's... That way.

Definitely that way. I am done playing this game of yours.

Where is Belle?

The beast took her, and she... There are no such things as beasts, or talking

teacups, or magic.

But there are wolves, frostbite, and starvation.

Deep breaths, Gaston.

Deep breaths.

So why don't we just turn around, go back to Villeneuve?

I'm sure Belle is at home cooking up a lovely dinner. If you think I've made

this up, then why did you offer to help?

Because I want to marry your daughter!

Now, let's go home.

Belle is not at home.

She is with the... You say least.

One more time, I will feed you to the wolves. Don't.

Stop it. Breathe.

Take happy thoughts. Go back to the war.

Blood.

Explosions. Helpless widows. Widows. Yes, yes, yes.

That's it.

That's it.

Maurice.

Please forgive me, old bean.

There's no way to talk to my future father -in -law now, is it? Future

-in -law?

You will never marry my daughter.

I saw that coming.

If Maurice won't give me his blessing, then he is in my way.

Once the wolves have finished with him, Belle will have no one to take care of

her but me.

For the sake of exhausting all of our options, do we maybe want to consider a

slightly less gruesome alternative?

Are you coming?

That hurts!

If you held still, it wouldn't hurt as much.

If you hadn't run away, none of this would have happened. Well, if you hadn't

frightened me, I wouldn't have run away.

Well, you shouldn't have been in the West Wing.

Well, you should learn to control your temper.

Try to get some rest.

Thank you, miss.

We are eternally grateful.

Why do you care about him so much? We've looked after him all his life.

He's cursed you somehow.

Why? You did nothing.

You're quite right there, dear.

You see, when the master lost his mother and his cruel father took that sweet

innocent lad and twisted him up to be just like him, we did nothing.

Let him sleep.

Dave.

Will I tremble again to my dear one's gorgeous refrain?

Will you now...

We become antiques.

Knick -knacks. Lightly used houseware.

Rubbish. We become rubbish.

I want to help you.

There must be some way to break the curse.

Well, there is one.

It's not for you to worry about, Lamb. We've made our bed, and we must lie in

it.

Drink. Thank you, Agatha.

Love can transpose to form and dignity.

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.

And therefore... Therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

You know Shakespeare?

An expensive education.

Actually, Romeo and Juliet's my favourite play.

Why is that not a surprise?

I'm sorry?

Well, that heartache and pining and... So many better things to read.

Like what?

Well, there are a couple of things in here you could start with.

Are you alright?

It's wonderful.

Have you really read every one of these books?

Was that a joke?

Are you making jokes now?

The air is blue and keen and cold, and in a frozen sheath enrolled.

Each branch, each twig, each blade of grass seems clad miraculously with

glass.

Is there any more?

But in that solemn silence is heard the whisper

of every sleeping thing.

Look. Look at me.

Come wake me up.

For still here I be.

There's something sweet and almost cunt But he was mean and he was coarse and

unrespite And now he is dear and so unsure I wonder why I

didn't see it there before

She

glanced this way

I thought I saw 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

Thank you.

A few days more, there may be something there that wasn't there before.

And here's a thought.

Perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before.

What, Mama?

There may be something there that wasn't there before.

What is it? What's there?

I'll tell you when you're older.

Okay, I'm older.

What are you reading?

Nothing.

Gwynevere and Lance a lot.

Well, actually, King Arthur and the Round Table.

Knights and men and...

Still, it's a romance.

All right.

I never thanked you for saving my life.

Well, I never thanked you for not leaving you to be eaten by wolves.

You know how to have a good time.

Yes. When I enter the room, laughter dies.

Me too.

The villagers say that I'm a funny girl, but I'm not sure they mean it as a

compliment. I'm sorry.

Your village sounds terrible.

Almost as lonely as your castle.

What do you say we run away?

It truly allows you to escape.

Amazing.

You're so cruel as prick of all.

It's just another curse.

The outside world has no place for a creature like me.

But it can for you.

Where did you take us?

Paris.

Oh, I love Paris.

What would you like to see first?

Notre Dame?

The Champs Elysees?

No, too touristy.

It's so much smaller than I imagined.

This is the Paris of my childhood These were the borders of

my life In this crumbling, dusty attic

Where an artist loved his wife

It's the one story that Hawke could never bring himself to tell any better

to ask.

Doctor's mask.

Blake.

We must leave.

Now.

before it takes her too.

It's just,

every time I close my eyes, I picture Maurice stranded alone. Then when I open

them, he's... Maurice!

Gaston.

Did you try to kill Maurice?

Maurice?

Thank heavens!

I've spent the last five days trying to find you. You tried to kill me. You left

me to the wolves.

The wolves?

It's one thing to rave about your delusions. It's another to accuse me of

attempted murder.

Maurice, do you have any proof of what you're saying?

Agatha, she rescued me.

Agatha, you'd hang your accusations on the testimony of a filthy hag.

No offense, Agatha.

Monsieur LeFou, he was there.

He saw it all.

Me? You're right.

Don't take my word for it.

LeFou, my dearest companion, did I...

Your oldest friend and most loyal compatriot tried to kill the father of

only woman I've ever loved.

Well, it's a complicated question on a number of accounts.

But no.

No, he did not.

You.

Bruce.

It pains me to say this, but you've become a danger to yourself and others.

No wonder Belle ran away.

You need help, sir.

A place to heal your troubled mind.

Everything's going to be fine.

Just fine.

Well, I saw her in the ballroom and said, while making everything look so

beautiful, we should have a dance tonight. I never imagined she'd actually

yes. What was I thinking?

No, master.

It's perfect.

The rose has only four petals left, which means tonight you can tell her how

feel. I feel like a fool.

She will never love me. Do not be discouraged.

She is the one. Stop saying that.

There is no one. You care for her, don't you?

Well then, woo -ha, with beautiful music and romantic candlelight. Yes, and when

the moment's just right.

Well, how will I know?

You will feel slightly nauseous.

Don't worry, Master. You'll do fine.

Just stop being so nervous and tell Belle how you feel.

Because if you don't, I promise you'll be drinking cold tea for the rest of

days. In the dark. Covered in dust.

Dark and very, very dusty.

Start with the hair. Women love nice hair.

I'll tie the fingers and toes. Couple, brush those teeth. They need it.

Dip, dip.

Snip, snip.

Polish the nails.

Shine the horns.

Eyes closed.

And to top it all off.

Voila.

Okay. I can fix this.

Beautiful. But something is missing.

Oh, yes.

The f...

Tale as old as time True as it can

be Barely even friends

When somebody bends Unexpectedly

Just a little change

It's foolish, I suppose, for a creature like me to hope that

one day he might earn your affection.

I don't know.

Can anybody be happy if they aren't free?

My father taught me to dance.

I used to step on his toes a lot.

We need to see him.

I'd like to see my father.

Papa.

What are they doing to him? He's in trouble.

Maybe we should go to him.

No time to waste.

No, I'll keep it with you.

And you'll always have a way to look back on me.

Thank you.

Well,

Master, I have had my doubts, but everything is moving like clockwork.

really does win the day.

I'll let her go.

You? What?

Master, how could you do that?

I had to.

But why?

Because he loves her.

Then why are we not human?

Because she doesn't love him. And now it's too late. But she might still come

back. No.

I set her free.

I'm sorry I couldn't do the same for all of you.

I was the one who had it all.

I was the master of my fate.

I never needed anybody in my life.

I learned the truth today.

I'll never shake away the pain.

I close my eyes but she's still there.

I let her steal into my melancholy heart.

It's more than I can bear.

Now I know she'll never leave me, even as

she runs away.

She will still torment me, calm me, hurt me, move me,

come what may.

Wasting in my lonely tower.

Waiting by an open door.

I'll fool myself, she'll walk right in.

And be with me forevermore.

I rage against the trials of love.

I curse the fading of the light.

Though she's already flown so far beyond my reach, she's never out of

sight.

right in and as the long long nights begin

I'll think of all that might have been waiting

here

house, Maurice.

You wouldn't last a week. Just give me your daughter's hand and I'll set you

free. Never.

Let him out.

He's hurt. You can't do that, miss, but we'll take very good care of him. My

father's not crazy.

Just don't tell him.

You know how loyal I am to your family, but your father's been making some

unbelievable claims.

It's true, Belle.

He's been raving about a beast in a castle.

I've just come from the castle, and there is a beast.

You'd say anything to set him free. Your word is hardly proof.

You want proof?

Look at this beast.

Look at his fangs!

His claws!

Don't be afraid.

He's gentle and kind.

The monster has her under his spell.

If I didn't know better, I'd say she even cared for him.

He's not a monster, Gaston.

I've heard of the effects of dark magic, but I've never before seen it with my

own eyes.

This is a threat to our very existence.

We can't have her running off to warn the beast.

Lock her up, too.

No!

We won't get away with this, Gaston.

Gaston, with all due respect, do you want to be next?

The creature will curse us all if we don't stop him.

Well, I say we kill the beast.

We're not safe until he's dead.

He'll come stalking us at night. Set to sacrifice our children to his monstrous

appetite. He'll recover, come on, village, if we let him wander free.

So it's time to take some action, boys.

It's time...

It's one exciting ride.

Stay up late.

Then we're there at the drawbridge of a castle. And there's something truly

terrible inside.

It's a beast. He's got a bang for his head.

Massive paws.

Kill a claw for the beast.

Hear him roar. See him fall.

Meanwhile, there's no question, but I fear the wrong monster's release.

Show

me

the castle.

At least he has finally learned to love.

A lot of good that does us if she doesn't love him in return. No, this is

first time I've... Had any real hope, she would.

Did you hear that, Mama? Is it her?

Is she coming back?

Should it be?

I told you.

Sacre bleu.

Invidious. Ruffian.

Well, there you go.

So much for true love.

Man the barricades.

And hold fast.

Move aside.

At the place that is high. We go marching into battle.

Unafraid. Although the danger's just increased.

We need help.

I have to warn the beast.

Warn him? How did you get away from him?

He let me go, Papa.

He sent me back to you.

I don't understand.

took me there.

I know what happened to Mammal.

Then you know why I had to leave her there.

I had to protect you. I've always tried to protect my little girl.

Probably too much.

I understand.

Will you help me now?

It's dangerous.

Yes.

Yes, it is.

I could try to pick the lock.

After all, it's only ears and... strings.

But I would need something long and sharp.

Oh, excuse me, Master.

I'm so sorry to disturb you. He's not coming back.

No.

They're breaking down the doors.

It doesn't matter now.

Just let them come.

This isn't working!

I know what to do.

I'm not the least bit concerned that this castle might be haunted.

Don't lose your nerve, Lefort.

Where are we?

This place seems familiar, like I've been here before.

Oh, hello there.

You must be the talking teacup.

And you must be his grandmother.

Grandmother?

Oh, uh, I believe this is yours.

She's very headstrong.

Do you have children?

No one to protect you now, huh?

Infantry has arrived.

Now, go and teach them a lesson.

Go!

Yes, those are called book shoes, red musketeers.

Oh, I'm off.

Oh, no.

Just a cough.

Come here, little boy.

I put it on.

Pretty little boy, yeah.

You're so in a bad place right now. You're too good for him anyway.

Are you in love with her?

Did you honestly think she'd want you?

When we return to the village, you will marry me.

And that beast's head will hang on our wall. Never!

you again.

Plumet? Plumet!

Oh, my darling Plumet.

Oh, no.

Maestro, you were so brave.

Goodbye, my love.

Amore. No, don't leave me.

Oh, no.

Lumiere, I... I can't speak.

It's all right, Coxwell. I can't.

Lumiere, my friend.

It was an honor to serve with you.

The honor was mine.

Please don't leave me.

I love you.

No. No.

No. No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Who met you?

Stop being so lonely.

Turn back into a clock.

Turn back into a clock.

Lumiere, look.

Oh, my prince.

Hello, old friend.

Oh, it's so good to see you. You saved our lives, mademoiselle.

you feel about growing a beard?

How can a story never die?

It is love we must hold on to.

Never easy, but we try.

Sometimes our happiness is captured.

Somehow a time and place can stay.

I was the one who had it all.

I was the master of my fate.

I never needed anybody in my life.

I learned the truth too late.

I'll never shake away the pain.

I close my eyes but she's still there.

I let her steal into my melancholy heart.

It's more than I can bear.

Now I know she'll never leave me, even as

she runs away.

She will still torment me, call me, hurt me, move me,

come what may.

Wasting in my lonely tower.

Waiting by an open door.

I'll fool myself, she'll walk right in.

And be with me forevermore.

I rage against the trials of love.

I curse the fading of the light.

Though she's already flown so far beyond my reach, she's never out.

speak him.

I'll think of all that might have been waiting here.