Cogsworth Quotes in Beauty and the Beast (1991)

Beast: I want to do something for her. But what?

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

Lumiere: No, no! It's got to be more something more special than that!

Cogsworth: Well, Your Highness, I must say everything is going just swimmingly. I knew you had it in you, ha ha!

Beast: [sadly] I let her go.

Cogsworth: Huh, huh, huh! Yes, yes, spled...

[stops]

Cogsworth: You what? How could you do that?

Beast: I had to.

Cogsworth: Yes, but, but, but but why?

Beast: Because I love her.

Cogsworth: As you can see, the pseudo-façade was stripped away to reveal the minimalist Rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings.

[as he, Lumiere, and Belle walk past the knights in armor, they turn their heads to follow them]

Cogsworth: 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!".

[laughs at his own joke, notices the knights with their heads turned]

Cogsworth: As you were!

[the knights turn their heads back forward]

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?

Lumiere: [trying to prepare the Beast for his dinner with Belle] Voilà! Oh, you look so, so...

Beast: [fur done up in curls and bows] Stupid.

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

Cogsworth: [clears throat] Your lady awaits.

Cogsworth: Enchanted? Ha-ha ha-ha! Who said anything about the castle being enchanted? Ha-ha-ha.

[to Lumiere]

Cogsworth: It was you, wasn't it?

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!'

Lumiere: I was trying to be hospitable.

Cogsworth: [singing] Well, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before.

Chip: What?

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

Chip: What's there, Mama?

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

[kisses Chip]

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!

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

Lumiere: Did you see that? It's a girl.

Cogsworth: I know it's a girl.

Lumiere: 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.

Cogsworth: [Beast has released Belle, meaning there's no-one to break the spell] Now, it's too late.

Clothilde: Henri? Henri!

Cogsworth: [sees his wife] Oh, dear.

[They hug]

Clothilde: I've been so lonely!

Cogsworth: [to himself] Turn back into a clock... Turn back into a clock.

[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?

Cogsworth: When the Master finds out you have disobeyed his orders, he will blame *me*!

Lumière: Yes, I will make sure of it, But don't you see, this is the girl we have been waiting for! This is the one who will break the spell!

Cogsworth: You know she will never love him.

Lumière: A broken clock is right two times a day, mon ami. But this is not one of those times.

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: [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.

[first lines]

Agathe: 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 unkind.

Cogsworth: Master, it's time.

Agathe: He taxed the village to fill his castle with the most beautiful objects, and his parties with the most beautiful people.

[the castle staff turn into regular objects]

Lumière: [holds her in his arms] Plumette? Plumette! Oh, my darling, Plumette. Oh, no.

Madame Garderobe: Maestro, you were so brave. Goodbye, mi amor.

Maestro Cadenza: Amore. No! Don't leave me.

[Froufrou falls down]

Mrs. Potts: Chip! Chip! Have you seen Chip? He ran off. Where is my little boy?

Cogsworth: Lumiere, I... I can't... speak...!

Lumière: [sadly] It's alright, Cogsworth.

Cogsworth: I can't... Lumiere... my friend... it was an honor to serve... with you.

Lumière: The honor... was mine.

[after he transform a clock back into a human]

Cogsworth: [sees Lumiere transforming back into a human] Lumiere!

Lumière: Cogsworth, We've beat that clock!

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!

[the Beast enters the dining room and sees a dinner plate on his side. He sits down and sees another plate set up across from him. He pushes away the plate in a fit of rage]

Beast: [roars] *Lumiere*!

[Lumière and Cogsworth get startled]

Lumière: [turns to Cogsworth] Be calm. Let me do the talking.

[the Beast bursts through the door]

Beast: You're making her dinner?

Lumière: We thought you might appreciate the company.

Cogsworth: Master, I just want to assure you that I had no part of this hopeless plan. Preparing her dinner, designing a gown for her, giving her a suite in the East Wing...

Beast: You gave her a bedroom?

Cogsworth: No, no, no! He gave her the bedroom.

Lumière: Well, this is true. But, if this girl is the one who can break the spell, then maybe you can start by using dinner to charm her.

[turns to Cogsworth, bonks]

Lumière: Good thinking, Cogsworth.

Cogsworth: What?

Beast: That's the most ridiculous idea, I've ever heard. Charm the prisoner.

Lumière: But you must try, master. With every passing day, we become less human.

Beast: She's the daughter of a common thief. What kind of person do you think that makes her?

Mrs. Potts: Oh, you can't judge people by who their father is, now can you?

[the Beast sighs]

Lumiere: Maestro, your wife is upstairs, finding it harder and harder to stay awake! She's counting on you to help us break this curse!

Maestro Cadenza: Then I shall play through the dental pain!

Cogsworth: Maestro, play quietly, please.

Maestro Cadenza: Oh, quiet, sotta voce.

[laughs]

Maestro Cadenza: Of course. Are there any other tasteless demands you would like to make on my artistry?

Cogsworth: No, that's it.

[Clothilde tries to kill Lumiere, Cogsworth shoots her]

Cogsworth: [sees who it is] Oh, it can't be...

[they fight]

Cogsworth: Well, Master, I have had my doubts, but everything is moving like clockwork. True love really does win the day!

Beast: I let her go.

Cogsworth: [shocked] You what?

Lumière: Master, how could you do that?

Beast: I had to.

Cogsworth: But why?

Mrs. Potts: Because he loves her.

Lumière: Then why are we not human?

Cogsworth: Because she doesn't love her. And now, it's too late.

Plumette: [hopefully] But she might come back.

Beast: No. I set her free. I'm sorry I couldn't do the same for all of you. Now, go. Our time is almost past.