Belle Quotes in Wild Wild West (1999)

[Belle and James are making out in a water tank while some men pile crates onto it, making it move and about to tip over]

Belle: [as the water rushes against them] Oo Jim!

Capt. James West: Uh, as much as I'd like to take credit for that, darling, you might wanna hand me my gun.

Belle: We've gotta play to your strengths. And thinkin ain't one of them.

Vanessa: Gimmie the cash! No more games!

Washburn: Girl first!

Belle: [to Vanessa] No, girl first!

Vanessa: No! We'll switch at the same time!

Washburn: On three. One...

Belle: [to Vanessa] One...

Washburn: Two...

Belle: [to Vanessa] Two...

Belle: THREE!

[Washburn pulls Lt. Robbins in the cab]

Washburn: Brake!

[Belle hits the brakes]

Washburn: [pulls out his badge] See this? This is a badge! It means your not allowed to *scream* at me!

Belle: [takes the badge] Ah Ah Ah.

Washburn: [tries to get badge back] Come on now. Give it back.

[goes to grab badge and ends up flipping over, then stands up with a gun pulled out]

Washburn: Hand it over cabbie!

Belle: Whoa, man! Be cool!

Washburn: Be cool? I had to flip and pull this out of my ankle holster! Now gimme that and shush!

[goes to grab badge, he doesn't get it and Belle gets the gun too]

Washburn: Ah!

Belle: Ha. Yeah! How do you like me to point it at you!

Washburn: [after stopping in the alley during first car chase] Hey! Why'd you stop for?

Belle: [referring to the gun] Hey man watch that thing! It's a dead end, they ain't going nowhere.

Washburn: [loads his gun] Okay! Time to get my burn on!

Belle: You talking to me or your gun? You better not be talking to me. I *know* you ain't talking to me.

Belle: What are you trying to do?... A 78-point turn?

Lt. Marta Robbins: You're fired. You're not on suspension. You're not on temporary leave. You're fired! Ms. Williams, I'm giving your license back with a warning. If I catch you driving that thing in this city again, it is mine. Andy, as a friend, I'm sorry.

Washburn: But, Lieutenant...

Lt. Marta Robbins: Andy, please! You left me no choice. Now give me your badge.

[Washburn hands over his badge scorched by Belle's boyfriend, Jesse]

Lt. Marta Robbins: What?

[exhales, then walks away]

Belle: Hey... wanna share a cab?

Washburn: [sadly] Yeah.

Belle: Buckle up for safety, motherfucka!

Belle: Ace Dumbtura.

Julian Rogers: I'm going back west.

Belle: What could be there for you?

Julian Rogers: San Francisco.

[Slade slugs the tied up Harlow with his rifle butt]

Belle: Bastard!

John Slade: Could be. I don't know if my ma and pa were married. I killed my pa before I could ask.

River Townsman: Ma'am, you people are crazy!

Belle: Crazy? What do you mean, crazy? Because we risked out lives crossing a river instead of staying on the other side? Because we have faith in ourselves? Because we believe in a wagonmaster who gave us the courage and the confidence to do things we never thought we could have done?

River Townsman: No, because most people use the bridge.

Beast: [struggling] You you came back.

Belle: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them. Oh, this is all my fault!

[Belle cradles the Beast's head]

Belle: If only I had gotten here sooner.

Beast: Maybe maybe it's better it's better this way.

Belle: [Belle tries to silence him] Don't talk like that! You'll be alright. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine, you'll see.

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

[Beast dies from his injuries and blood loss]

Belle: No, No! Please. Please. Please don't leave me.

[Belle begins to sob]

Belle: I love you!

[the last rose petal falls]

Gaston: [rudely flipping through Belle's book] 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'm-I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say.

Gaston: Say you'll marry me!

Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston but but I just don't deserve you!

[Belle is washing the Beast's wounds]

Beast: [roars] 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!

[Belle folds her arms in anger]

Beast: [pause] Well you shouldn't have been in the West Wing!

Belle: Well, you should learn to control your temper!

[pause]

Belle: [the Beast's servants glare at him in agreement] Now, hold still. This might sting a little.

[presses cloth to wound; the beast growls in pain]

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

Beast: [stops growling] You're welcome.

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.

Belle: [singing] Oh, 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.

Prince Adam: Belle it's me!

[Belle stares into his eyes for a minute]

Belle: [smiles after realizing that Beast is still alive] It is you!

Beast: [pounds on Belle's door yelling] I thought I told you to come down to dinner!

Belle: I'm not hungry!

Beast: [yelling 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 might not be the best way to win the girl's affections.

Cogsworth: Please. Attempt to be a gentlemen.

Beast: But, she's being so difficult!

Mrs. Potts: Gently. Gently.

Beast: [calmly] Will you come down to dinner?

Belle: No!

Beast: [points at door] Hmm?

Cogsworth: Ah-ah-ah, suave, genteel.

Beast: [suavely] It would give me great pleasure

[tries to hold in his anger]

Beast: if you would join me for dinner.

Cogsworth: [clears throat and mutters] We say please.

Beast: Please?

Belle: No thank you!

Beast: [yells] You can't stay in there forever!

Belle: Yes, I can!

Beast: [yells] Fine! Then go ahead and *starve!* If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all!

[storms down through the hallway and slams the door behind him]

Mrs. Potts: Oh dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?

Gaston: [to Belle about the Beast] If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster.

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

[crowd gasps and Gaston frowns in disgust]

Beast: [upon catching Belle in the forbidden west wing] Why did you come here?

Belle: I'm-I'm sorry.

Beast: I warned you never to come here.

Belle: I didn't mean any harm.

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

[throws a table]

Belle: [cowering] Please stop.

Beast: Get out!

Belle: [dashes out of the room] No!

Beast: Get out!

Belle: [in the darkness] 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: [Yelling] 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: [to herself] Oh, there must be some way I can.

[to the Beast]

Belle: Wait! Take me instead.

Beast: You?

[pause]

Beast: You would take his place?

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

Belle: [to the Beast] If I did, would you let him go?

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

Belle: [pause] Come into the light.

[the Beast steps in the castle light to reveal himself; Belle gasps and turns away]

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

[Belle looks at him, then rises]

Belle: You have my word.

Beast: Done!

[Belle kneels to the floor, sobbing]

Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval!

Gaston: Why, thank you, Belle! What would you say if you and I took a walk over to the tavern and took a look at my trophies?

Belle: [smiles] Maybe some other time.

Beast: I'll show you to your room.

Belle: My room? But I thought.

Beast: [impatiently] Do you wanna stay in the tower?

Belle: No.

Beast: Then follow me.

Belle: [from deleted scene]

[Belle is reading Romeo and Juliet to the Beast]

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

Beast: [smiling] Hmm. Could you read it again?

Belle: Why here?

[Belle hands him the storybook]

Belle: Why don't you read it to me?

Beast: Uhh.

[he takes the book]

Beast: Alright.

[he flips through the pages and tries to read but stutters]

Beast: [sighs] I can't.

Belle: [softly] You mean, you never learned?

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

Belle: Well, here, I'll help you.

[Belle takes back the book and sets it on the table; she flips through the pages]

Belle: Let's start here.

Beast: Okay.

[he reads]

Beast: "Twooo"?

Belle: "Two".

Beast: "Two". I knew that.

[the Beast keeps reading]

Beast: "Two households"

Maurice: [about his machine] I'm I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk.

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 frowns]

Belle: And become a world famous inventor.

Maurice: You really believe that?

Belle: I always have.

Maurice: Well, what are we waiting for? I'll have this thing fixed in no time!

Beast: [to Belle] This 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!

Belle: My father's not crazy and I can prove it!

[to the magic mirror]

Belle: Show me the Beast!

[Beast roars and appears in the mirror]

Female Townsperson: Is it dangerous?

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

Bookseller: Ah, Belle.

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

[hands book to bookseller]

Bookseller: Finished already?

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

Bookseller: Ha ha. Not since yesterday

[puts book away]

Belle: That's alright. I'll borrow

[grabs book]

Belle: this one.

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

Belle: Well, it's my favorite. Far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise.

Bookseller: [chuckles] If you like it all that much, it's yours.

[hands book to Belle]

Belle: But sir...

Bookseller: I insist.

Belle: Well, thank you. Thank you very much.

Belle: Papa, do you think I'm odd?

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

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

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

Belle: He's handsome alright, and rude, and conceited and... papa, he's not for me.

Belle: Is anyone here?

Maurice: Belle?

Belle: Papa.

[Grabs torch and kneels down to Maurice]

Maurice: H-how did you find me?

Belle: Oh, your hands are ice. We need to get you out of here.

Maurice: Belle, I want you to leave this place.

Belle: Who's done this to you?

Maurice: No time to explain. You must go, now.

Belle: I won't leave you.

Belle: I warn you, I know karate!

Leon B. Little: [points his shotgun at her] I warn "you", I know Winchester!

Leon B. Little: How can you live in a hell hole like this? If I lived in a place like this I'd kill myself in an hour.

Belle: You've been here 45 minutes.

Belle: Call the police!

Howard: I did!

[Enter Yablonski; Belle karate-chops his arm and grabs his gun]

Belle: Call the police!

Deke Yablonski: [grabbing his gun back] God damn it, lady! I AM the police!

Belle: [as they sit together] Another year before our wedding, Ebenezer.

Young Scrooge: Well, it can't be helped, Belle. How could we marry now? There's not even enough for a decent home. The investments haven't grown as they should.

Belle: So you said last year.

Young Scrooge: Business continues to be poor.

Belle: You're a partner in your own firm now.

Young Scrooge: And barely clearing expenses.

Belle: You said the partnership was the goal.

Young Scrooge: This is for you.

[turns to Belle]

Young Scrooge: I love you, Belle.

Belle: You did once.

Fozziwig: Belle, you know, I love these annual Christmas parties. I love 'em so much, I think we'll do it twice a year!

Young Scrooge: [brushing past Belle and Fozziwig] Excuse me.

[he sees Belle and is instantly attracted]

Young Scrooge: Oh... Excuse me.

Fozziwig: Oh, Master Scrooge! Belle, I'd like you to meet Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge... the finest young financial mind in the city! Ebenezer, this is Belle! A friend of the Fozziwig family.

Belle: I'm pleased to meet you.

[she offers her hand, Scrooge kisses it]

Fozziwig: Well, I'm glad you two finally met.

Swann: You see, people like me wear targets. I'm blamed for a lot of things I had absolutely nothing to do with. On the other hand, because of who I am, I get away with murder in other areas. I suppose it all balances out in the end.

Belle: Does it really, Swannee?

Benjy Stone: Ma, he's an actor, not a river.

Benjy Stone: Bring Alan Swann to Brooklyn?

Belle: Well, why not? What are you ashamed of?

Benjy Stone: Everything!

Belle: I behalf of everyone here, I would like to welcome you to our humble chapeau!

Benjy Stone: Two years at the Sorbonne, she still gets it wrong.

Belle: Something to drink before dinner?

Swann: Some soda water.

Belle: [yelling into the kitchen] Rookie, a glass of seltzer!

Rookie Carroca: [yelling back] Pick it up!

Belle: Before your beloved father passed away - and eventually died, he said to me, "Belle, after I go, get someone to be with. Someone nice. A pal."

Benjy Stone: So you went out and found a Filipino batamweight named Rookie Carroca?

Belle: Al...

Benjy Stone: Ma...

Belle: What?

Benjy Stone: It's not Al. If I bring Capone or Jolson, then it's Al.

Uncle Morty: Jolson's coming?

Belle: Do you hear what you started here?

Belle: Mr. Swann...

Swann: Alan, please. And what may I call you?

Belle: How 'bout, yours?

Belle: Alan, your seltzer. A little liver?

Belle: Shame on you, Swannee.

Swann: Yes, you're right Belle. Shame on me, in deed.

Poker Player: You French?

Belle: [coy] No. I'm not anything.

[winks]

Jabez Stone: [seeing Belle in place of his regular nurse] You're not Dorothy...

Belle: [smiles] No. She's gone.

Jabez Stone: She can't be gone...

Belle: But she is. I have taken her place. Don't you remember? You wrote me a letter.

Jabez Stone: [reading it] It looks like my hand.

Belle: I have other recommendations, too, from a very good friend of yours.

Jabez Stone: Never mind. What's your name?

Belle: Belle.

Jabez Stone: Belle.

Belle: Belle Dee.

Jabez Stone: Where are you from?

Belle: From over the mountain.

[in Jabez' empty mansion]

Belle: I see why you're here. You knew no one was coming.

Mary Stone: No, I didn't.

Belle: You're lying.

Mary Stone: Lying, to you? How could I.

Belle: Don't you know that you're in my house?

Mary Stone: I do, and you could show me the door. You would, too, if you weren't still hoping the guests might arrive.

Belle: You think you're so smart, Mrs. Stone. You wanted to be near Jabez. It looked like your big chance tonight, but you're wrong. You can't win him back. Not that way.

Mary Stone: That's MY problem.

Belle: I'm gonna think some swell things about you, Willie Ryan. And I hope you'll think some swell things about me.

Ludovic: Get your hands off her! You want a black eye?

Belle: It's all right, Ludovic. He was asking me to marry him.

Ludovic: What did you say?

Avenant: Your sister doesn't want me!

Ludovic: Bravo, Belle. I'm a scoundrel, and proud of it, but I won't stand to see you marry one.

Ludovic: [to Avenant] Consider yourself warned. Now clear out, you hoodlum!

[Avenant punches Ludovic in the face]

Avenant: Belle, you weren't made to be a servant. Even the floor longs to be your mirror! You mustn't go on slaving day and night for your sisters.

Belle: If our father's ships hadn't been lost in the storm, then perhaps I could enjoy myself like them. But we're ruined, Avenant, and I must work.

Avenant: Why don't your sisters work?

Belle: My sisters are too beautiful. Their hands are too white.

Avenant: Belle, you are the most beautiful of all! Look at your hands.

Belle: Avenant, let go of my hand. Please go. I must finish my work.

Avenant: I love you. Marry me.

Belle: No, Avenant, you mustn't speak of that again. It's no use.

Avenant: You don't like me.

Belle: It's not that, Avenant.

Avenant: Well, then?

Belle: I must remain a maid and stay with father.

Avenant: I'll carry you away from this stupid life!

Belle: Let me go!

Belle: You look like a real hunter.

Beast: Which hunter?

Belle: A monster hunter.

[pause]

Belle: Um, sorry I wasn't thinking.

[Translated From Trailer]

Belle: Who does this castle belong to?

The Beast: Everything here belongs to me.

Belle: You talk like any other man. It's a little disappointing.

Belle: God of the forest. Let me go back to him. It is my only wish. My only desire.

[On Her First Night in La Bête's Castle]

Belle: My name is Belle. I have come to offer my life in exchange for my father's.

The Beast: Do you think, with patience and force of habit, you will end up loving me?

Belle: I love you already.

Prince: [dancing with her] What? What is it?

Belle: [smiles] How would you feel about growing a beard?

[He smirks and growls. They laugh]

[Belle enters the castle]

Lumière: Cogsworth, look! A beautiful girl!

Cogsworth: Yes, I can see it's a girl; I've lost my hands, not my eyes.

Lumière: What if she is *the one*? The one who will break the spell?

Belle: Hello? Who said that?

Belle: [finds the Beast reading in the garden] What are you reading?

Beast: [quickly closes the book] Nothing.

Belle: "Guinevere and Lancelot."

Beast: [correcting her] Well, actually..."King Arthur and the Round Table." Knights, and men, and swords and things...

Belle: Still... It's a romance.

Beast: Alright...

Beast: [to Belle, opening the enchanted book] A little gift from the Enchantress. A book that truly allows you to escape.

[blows the dust off it and places it on the stand]

Belle: [fascinated] How amazing!

Beast: [sadly] It was her cruelest trick of all. It was just another curse. Perhaps our world has no place for a creature like me. But it can for you.

[He offers Belle his hand. Belle takes it and he places her hand on the book]

Beast: Think of the one place that you've always wanted to see. Now find it in your mind's eye and feel it in your heart.

Belle: [to the Beast, about the library] Have you really read every one of these books?

Beast: [scoffs] No, not all of them. Some of them are in Greek.

Belle: [laughs] Was that a joke? Are you making jokes now?

Beast: [smirks] Maybe.

[He leaves, shaking his head and smiling. Belle giggles]

Lumière: [to Belle, releasing her from her cell] Forgive my intrusion, mademoiselle. But I have come to escort you to your room.

Belle: [picks up a stool to use as a weapon, suspiciously] My room? But I thought...

Lumière: Oh, what?

[imitates the Beast]

Lumière: 'That once this door closes, it will never open again!'

[groans]

Lumière: I know! He gets so dramatic.

[Belle finally exits her cell and sees Lumiere for the first time]

Lumière: Hello!

[a frightened Belle gasps and Lumiere falls. Belle hits him with her stool and shrieks]

Lumière: [recovers and relights his flames] Oh, you are very strong! This is a great quality!

Belle: [still frightened] What are you?

Lumière: I am Lumiere!

Belle: [confused] And... you can talk?

Cogsworth: [appears] Well, of course he can *talk*! It's all he ever does!

[huffs]

Cogsworth: Now Lumiere, as head of the household, I demand that you put her back in her cell at once!

Lumière: [whispers] What do you want to be for the rest of your life, Cogsworth? A man or a mantel clock?

Lumière: [to Belle] Ready, miss?

Lumière: [to Cogsworth] Trust me.

Belle: [to a hairbrush] What's your name?

Cogsworth: That is a hairbrush.

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!

Belle: [to the Beast] I never thanked you for saving my life.

Beast: Well, I never thanked *you* for not leaving me to be eaten by wolves.

[Belle laughs]

Belle: [to the Beast, after he's wounded during the wolf fight] You have to help me. You have to stand.

Belle: [to Lumiere] What happens when the last petal falls?

Lumière: The master remains a beast forever and we become...

Mrs. Potts: [sadly] Antiques!

Lumière: Knick-knacks.

Plumette: Lightly-used housewares.

Cogsworth: Rubbish. We become rubbish.

Belle: I want to help you. There must be some way to break the curse.

Cogsworth: Well, there is one.

[Lumiere hits him]

Mrs. Potts: It's not for you to worry about, lamb. We've made our bed, and we must lie in it.

Belle: [sees the Beast's silhouette in an upper part of the tower] Who's there? Who are you?

Beast: [angrily] Who are *you*?

Belle: I've come for my father!

Beast: Your father... is a thief!

Belle: Liar!

Beast: He stole a rose.

Belle: I asked for the rose. Punish ME, not him.

Maurice: No, he means forever. Apparently, that's what happens around here when you pick a flower!

Belle: [to the Beast] A life sentence for a rose?

Beast: [leaps down to her section of the tower, but remains hidden in the shadows] I received eternal damnation for one. I'm merely locking him away. Now, do you still wish to take your father's place?

Belle: Come into the light.

[the Beast doesn't move. Belle grabs Lumiere and holds him up to his face. Seeing the Beast's intimidating appearance, she gasps in fear]

Beast: [irked] Choose.

Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd say she even cares for him!

Belle: He's not a monster, Gaston! You are!

Maurice: I love you, Belle. Don't be afraid.

Belle: I love you, too, Papa. I'm not afraid.

[hugs Maurice]

Belle: And I will escape. I promise.

Gaston: [notices her] Belle?

Belle: [breaks his arrows] Where is he?

Gaston: [drops his bow and reaches for his gun] When we return to the village, you will marry me. And the Beast's head will hang on our wall!

Belle: *Never*!

[She tries to grab his gun, struggling]

Belle: Papa, is that you?

Maurice: Belle. How did you find me?

Belle: You're hands are ice. We need to get you home.

Maurice: Belle. Belle, you must leave here at once. This castle is alive. Now go before he finds you!

Belle: Who?

[They both turn to the same direction where they heard the Beast]

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

Beast: [to Belle, who is in the West Wing admiring the enchanted rose; furiously] What are you doing here? What did you do to it?

Belle: [frightened] Nothing!

Beast: Do you realize what you could have done? You could have damned us all! Get out of here! *Go*!

Père Robert: Ahh, if isn't the only bookworm in town! So, where did you run off to this week?

Belle: Two cities in northern Italy. I didn't want to come back. Have you got any other places to go?

Père Robert: I'm afraid not. But you may re-read any of the old ones that you'd like.

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

Père Robert: Bon Voyage.

Beast: [roaring in pain as Belle cleans his wounds] *Ow*! That hurts.

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

Beast: If you hadn't run away, none of this would have happened.

Belle: Well, 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!

[the Beast turns away, too tired to argue. Belle finishes cleaning his wounds; he doesn't protest this time]

Belle: Try to get some rest.

Belle: [singing] There goes the baker with his tray like always, the same old bread and rolls to sell! Every morning just the same, since the morning that we came... to this poor provincial town.

Jean the Potter: Good morning, Belle!

Belle: Morning, Monseiur Jean. Have you lost something again?

Jean the Potter: Well, I believe I have. Problem is, I can't remember what.

[Belle laughs]

Jean the Potter: Oh, well. I'm sure it'll come to me. Where are you off to?

Belle: To return this book to Pere Robert... It's about two lovers in fair Verona.

Jean the Potter: Sounds boring.

Gaston: Good morning, Belle! Well, wonderful book you have there?

Belle: Have you read it?

Gaston: Well, not that one. But, you know books.

[laughs and shows her flowers]

Gaston: For your dinner table. Shall I join you this evening?

Belle: Sorry, not this evening.

Gaston: Busy?

Belle: No.

[Belle walks away for him]

Belle: [hears the servants laughing in the castle] They know how to have a good time.

Beast: [rolls his eyes] Yes, but when I enter the room, the laughter dies.

Belle: Me too.

[the Beast looks at her in surprise]

Belle: The villagers say that I'm a funny girl. But I'm not sure they mean it as a compliment.

Beast: I'm sorry. Your village sounds terrible.

Belle: [sighs] Almost as lonely as your castle.

Beast: [inspired] What do you say we run away?

Belle: [watching Gaston chase the Beast on the castle rooftop] *No*!

Beast: Belle?

[He climbs up the tower and sees her]

Beast: *Belle*! You came back!

Belle: I tried to stop them!

Beast: Stay there! I'm coming!

Belle: [to Maurice] I will escape, I promise!

Belle: How in the midst of all this sorrow can so much hope and love endure? / I was innocent and certain, Now I'm wiser but unsure...

Beast: [to Belle, gruffly] You'll join me for dinner. That's not a request.

Mrs. Potts: Gently, Master. The girl lost her father *and* her freedom in one day.

Lumière: Yes, the poor thing is probably in there scared to death.

Belle: [Unbeknownst to them, Belle has turned her pink gown into a rope so she can escape. The Beast knocks on her bedroom door again, softly this time; nervously] Just a minute.

Lumière: You see? There she is. Now remember: Be gentle.

Mrs. Potts: Kind.

Plumette: Mmm, charming.

Cogsworth: Sweet!

Lumière: And when she opens the door, give her a dashing smile! Come, come, show me the smile!

Cogsworth: [the Beast gives a wide smile, showing his monstrous teeth. The servants react in fright] Oh, dear!

Plumette: Oh, no!

Beast: [his smile vanishes; graciously] Will you join me for dinner?

[He turns away and shakes his head at the servants as if to say, "This'll never work"]

Belle: You've taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?

Plumette: [the Beast becomes visibly enraged; the servants back away in fear] Uh-oh! He's losing it!

Cogsworth: Oh, dear!

Beast: [pounds on Belle's door, yelling] I told you to join me for dinner!

Belle: And I told you! No!

Madame Garderobe: [awakens startled] Oh, what time is it? What's happening?

Belle: I'd *starve* before I ever ate with you!

Beast: [roaring] Well, be my guest! Go ahead and starve!

[to Lumiere]

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

[storms off]

Beast: Idiots!

Belle: Let him out! He's hurt!

Monsieur D'arque: We can't do that, miss. But, we'll take very good care of him.

Belle: My father's not crazy!

Belle: [to the servants, about the Beast] Why do you care about him so much?

Mrs. Potts: We've looked after him all his life.

Belle: But he's cursed you somehow. Why? You did nothing.

Mrs. Potts: [ashamed] 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.

Belle: Papa, do you think I'm odd?

Maurice: Odd? My daughter, odd? Where did you get an idea like that?

Belle: I don't know. People talk.

Maurice: So, what can I bring you from the market?

Belle: A rose; like the one in the painting.

Maurice: You ask for that every year.

Belle: And every year, you bring it.

Maurice: Then I shall bring you another. You have my word.

Belle: Goodbye, Papa.

Maurice: Belle, listen to me. It's alright. Now go. Live your life. And forget me.

Belle: Forget you? Everything I am is because of you.

Beast: I'm sorry I ever called your father a thief.

Belle: Let's go home.

Belle: [reciting lines from "A Midsummer Night's Dream" as the Beast rests] "Love can transpose to form and dignity. Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind..."

Beast: [recites the rest of the line with her] "... and therefore is winged Cupid painted blind."

Belle: [surprised] You know Shakespeare.

Beast: [rolls over] I had an expensive education.

Belle: Actually, Romeo and Juliet's my favorite play.

Beast: [groans exasperatedly] Ugh, why is that not a surprise?

Belle: [taken aback] I'm sorry?

Beast: Well, all that heartache, and pining, and...

[shudders and sticks out his tongue]

Beast: So many better things to read.

Belle: [shocked] Like what?

[Cut to the Beast leading Belle into the castle library]

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

Madame Garderobe: [meeting Belle] Pretty eyes, proud face, perfect canvas! Yes! I will find you something worthy of a princess!

Belle: [awkwardly] Oh, I'm not a princess...

Madame Garderobe: Nonsense! Now let's see what I've got in my drawers!

[She opens one of her drawers and moths fly out]

Madame Garderobe: Oh, how embarrassing!

Belle: [looking for Maurice in the Beast's castle] Papa?

Belle: [sees Gaston fighting the Beast] Gaston! *No*!

Beast: You could stay here. You could be happy.

Belle: Can anyone be happy if they aren't free?

Belle: [singing] "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/Easy to remember/Harder to move on/Knowing the Paris of my childhood/Is gone"

[she sits on the bed as the Beast walks around to the other side of the room]

Beast: What happened to your mother?

Belle: It was the one story Papa could never bring himself to tell me. I knew better than to ask.

Beast: [he looks to the chair and gasps softly] A doctor's mask...

[he pauses]

Beast: Plague.

[flashback to a plague doctor closing his medicine case. Belle's mother lays sick on the bed behind him]

Plague Doctor: We have to leave. Now.

Belle's Mother: [to Young Maurice] Go, before it takes her too.

[he picks up a crying infant Belle as her mother kisses the rose he left behind. Back to present, Belle clutching her crib]

Beast: I'm sorry I ever called your father a thief.

Belle: [whispers] Let's go home.

Maurice: Belle, I won't let you do this. I lost your mother. I won't lose you, too. Now go. Go!

[coughs]

Belle: All right, papa. I'll leave.

Maurice: [Belle hands Rose rattle to Maurice] Where did you...?

Belle: He took me there.

[pause]

Belle: I know what happened to mama.

Maurice: Then you know why I had to leave her there. I had to protect you. I-I've always tried to protect my little girl. Probably too much.

Belle: I understand.

[kisses his hand]

Belle: Will you help me now?

Maurice: It's dangerous.

Belle: Yes. Yes it is.

Belle: [to the magic mirror] Show me the beast.

Beast: [breathing heavily] You came back.

Belle: Of course I came back. I'll never leave you again.

Beast: I believe it's my time to leave.

Belle: We're together now. It's gonna be fine.

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

[the last petal falls; the Beast dies]

Belle: No! Please, no.

[sobbing]

Belle: Come back. Come back. Please, don't leave me. I love you.

Belle: Please, just tell me one more thing about her.

Maurice: Your mother was... fearless.

[pause]

Maurice: Fearless.