BELARUS ECONOMY 1 page

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 twenty-first

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 and we see the title. Fade up on the home of BELLE. She exits the front

door and begins her walk into town.)

BELLE: 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: 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...

BAKER: Good morning, Belle!

(BELLE jumps over to the bakery)

BELLE: Morning 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!

(BELLE jumps on the back of a wagon and rides through town)

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 morning. 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 the sheep and the washing

woman in the background, who leaves)

BELLE: 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!

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

(GEESE flying overhead, one is shot and plummets to the ground. LEFOU runs

over, holds out the bag, and misses catching the prize. He returns to GASTON)

LEFOU: Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston! You're the

greatest hunter in the whole world!

GASTON: 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: 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!

GASTON: Pardon!

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: Ten yards!

MAN 4: One pound

GASTON: 'xcuse me!

MAN 4: I'll get the knife!

GASTON: Please let me through!

WOMAN 4: This bread!

MAN 5: Those fish!

WOMAN 4: It's stale!

MAN 5: They smell!

MAN 6: Madame's mistaken!

BELLE: There must be more than this provincial life!

GASTON: Just watch I'm going to make Belle my wife! (TOWNSFOLK gather

around GASTON, and eventually surround him)

ALL: 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!

GROUP 1: But she really is a funny girl

GROUP 2: A beauty but a funny girl

ALL: She really is a funny girl! That Belle!

GASTON: 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 imaginations.

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, sigh. BELLE has

picked up the book and is cleaning off the mud) 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. Hey, whaddya say you and me take a walk over to

the tavern and have a look at my hunting trophies.

BELLE: Maybe some other time.

BIMBETTE 1: What's wrong with her?

BIMBETTE 2: She's crazy!

BIMBETTE 3: He's gorgeous!

BELLE: Please, Gaston. I can't. I have to get home and help my

father.

LEFOU: Ha ha ha, that crazy old loon, he need all the help he can get!

(GASTON and LEFOU laugh heartily)

BELLE: Don't you talk about my father that way!

GASTON: Yeah, don't talk about her father that way! (He conks LEFOU on

the head.)

BELLE: My father's not crazy! He's a genius! (Explosion in background.

GASTON and LEFOU continue laughing. BELLE rushes home and

descends into the basement.)

BELLE: Papa?

MAURICE: How on earth did that happen? Dog gonnit! (He pulls the barrel

off his waist, along with his pants.)

BELLE: Are you all right, Papa?

MAURICE: I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk! (kicking

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 waiting for. I'll have this thing fixed in no

time. (sliding under machine) Hand me that dog-legged clencher

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? (Appears from under machine with bizarre

goggle contraption on his head distorting his eyes) Where would

you get an idea like that?

BELLE: Oh, I don't know. It's just 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 fellow!

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 going to 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 Phillipe, girl. I'm off to the fair! (Log strikes

him in the head, knocking him out. Fade to later in the day)

BELLE: Good bye, Papa! Good luck!

MAURICE: Good bye, Belle, and take care while I'm gone!

(MAURICE and PHILLIPE continue on their journey until they become lost)

MAURICE: We should be there by now. Maybe we missed a turn. I guess I

should have taken a...wait a minute. (Lifts lantern to

illuminate sign giving directions to Anaheim and Valencia)

Let's go this way!

(PHILLIPE looks right, at a dark, overgrown path, then left towards a more

inviting route, then begins to go left)

MAURICE: Come on, Phillipe! It's a shortcut. We'll be there in no time!

(PHILLIPE and MAURICE continue through the dark.)

MAURICE: This can't be right. Where have you taken us, Phillipe? We'd

better turn around...and...whoa...whoa boy, whoa Phillipe. Oh,

oh! Look out!

(A swarm of bats fly out of a tree. PHILLIPE runs through the forest avoiding

everything until he almost runs over the edge of a cliff)

MAURICE: Back up! Back up! Back up! Good boy, good boy. That's good,

that's--back up! Steady. Steady! Hey now. Steady. (PHILLIPE

finally bucks him off.) Phillipe! (PHILLIPE runs away, leaving

MAURICE on the edge of the cliff.) Phillipe? Oh no! (He 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.)

MAURICE: Help! Is someone there?

(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 LUMIERE and COGSWORTH)

LUMIERE: (Barely whispering) Old 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.

LUMIERE: (looking at COGSWORTH like a child having just found a lost puppy)

Oh Cogsworth, have a heart.

COGSWORTH: Shush shush shhhhh! (COGSWORTH puts hand over LUMIERE'S mouth,

who promptly proceeds to touch his lit candle hand to COGSWORTH's

hand.)

Ow ow Ow OW OW OUCH!!!!!

LUMIERE: 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)

LUMIERE: (Tapping him on the shoulder) Over here!

MAURICE: (Spins around, pulling LUMIERE to the other side) Where?

LUMIERE: (Taps MAURICE on the side of the head. MAURICE looks at LUMIERE.)

Allo!

MAURICE: Oh!!!! (Startled, he drops LUMIERE onto the floor.) Incredible!

COGSWORTH: (hopping over) Well, now you've done it, Lumiere. 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.) 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.)

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

the fire.

MAURICE: Thank you.

(LUMIERE 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.) 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.) Oh

no, not the master's chair! (FOOTSTOOL rushes past COGSWORTH,

barking up a storm.) 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, and

(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. (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 moustache tickles, momma!

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 LUMIERE'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: (Growling his words) There's a stranger here.

LUMIERE: (who has relit his flames) Master, allow me to explain. The

gentleman was lost in the woods and he was cold and wet...

(LUMIERE's last sentence is drowned out by the very loud growl

of BEAST, which puts out his flames once again. LUMIERE 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. I tried to

stop them, but would they listen to me? No, no, no! (Again,

BEAST's growl drowns out COGSWORTH.)

(MAURICE looks to one side of the chair, then to the other and sees BEAST.)

BEAST: Who are you! What are you doing here?

MAURICE: (Very scared and backing away from the advancing BEAST) I was lost

in the woods and...(stares at BEAST)

BEAST: (Advancing on him) You are not welcome here!

MAURICE: I'm sorry

BEAST: What are you staring at?

MAURICE: (Cowering under BEAST) Noth-noth-nothing! (Turns to leave)

BEAST: (Racing around and blocking the entrance with surprising speed)

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! (BEAST picks up MAURICE, carries

him out of the room and slams the door, plunging the den, along

with COGSWORTH, LUMIERE,MRS. POTTS, and CHIP into darkness.

Fade out.)

(Fade in to BELLE's cottage, seen from POV of GASTON and LEFOU.)

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

better go in there and... propose to the girl! (MINISTER, BAKER,

and OTHERS laugh heartily. Camera pans quickly to show BIMBETTES

crying their eyes out. To LEFOU) Now, you Lefou. When Belle and

I come out that door--

LEFOU: Oh I know, I know! (He turns and begins directing the band in

"Here Comes the Bride." GASTON slams a baritone over his head.)

GASTON: Not yet!

LEFOU: (From inside the instrument, with his lips sticking out the

mouthpiece) Sorry!

(Cut to interior of cottage. BELLE is sitting in a chair reading her new book.

There is a knock at the door. She puts the book down and walks to the door.

She reaches up and pulls down a viewing device. She peeks through and sees an

anachronistically accurate fish-eye view of GASTON. She moans, and pushes the

door open.)

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. (GASTON plops down in the chair and

props his mud-covered feet up on BELLE's book. He begins to kick

off his boots and wiggle his toes through his hole-y socks.) 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. (BELLE looks positively disgusted. GASTON gets up

next to her face.) We'll have six or seven.

BELLE: Dogs?

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

BELLE: Imagine that. (She picks up her book, places a mark in it, and

puts it on the shelf.)

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

BELLE: Let me think.

GASTON: (Corners BELLE ) You, Belle!

BELLE: (Ducking under GASTON'S arms) Gaston, I'm speechless. I really

don't know what to say.

GASTON: (Pushing chairs and things out of the way until he reaches BELLE

and traps her against the door) Say you'll marry me.

BELLE: (Reaching for the doorknob) I'm very sorry, Gaston, but I just

don't deserve you. (She twists the knob and the door opens (this

time outward). BELLE ducks under GASTON as he tumbles out the

door and into the mud.)

(The wedding band begins to play "Here Comes the Bride." GASTON's boots are

thrown out of the door (now opened inward) and the door is slammed shut. LEFOU,

who is directing the band, looks down and sees GASTON's legs sticking out of the

mud, and a PIERRE's head sticking up. LEFOU cuts off the band, and GASTON's

head pops up, with the pig on top of him. He tilts his head, and the pig slides

down his back.)

LEFOU: So, how'd it go?

GASTON: (Picks up LEFOU by the neck) I'll have Belle for my wife, make no

mistake about that! (GASTON drops LEFOU into the mud.)

LEFOU: (To PIERRE) Touchy!

PIERRE: Grunt Grunt.

(GASTON walks off, dejected, and the focus returns to the cottage. BELLE pokes

her head out the door.)

BELLE: (To the chickens) Is he gone? Can you imagine, he asked me to

marry him. Me, the wife of that

boorish, brainless...

Madame Gaston, can't you just see it

Madame Gaston, his little wife

Not me, no sir, I guarantee it

I want much more than this provincial life...

(BELLE walks into the pen and feeds the animals, then runs off singing into an

open field overlooking a beautiful valley)

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,

Phillipe? What happened? Oh, we have to find him, you have to

take me to him!

(BELLE unhitches the wagon from PHILLIPE. Cut to exterior of 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?

(PHILLIPE snorts, then begins to buck as if something is scaring him. BELLE

dismounts and comforts him.)

BELLE: Phillipe, please, steady. (She enters the gate and sees MAURICE's

hat on the ground.) Papa.

(Cut to interior of castle with COGSWORTH and LUMIERE discussing events.)

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.

LUMIERE: I was trying to be hospitable.

(Cut back to door opening and BELLE entering castle.)

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

(We follow as BELLE ascends the grand staircase and searches for her father. Cut

to kitchen where MRS. POTTS is standing next to a tub of hot water. CHIP hops

in.)

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: (Disgusted) Not another word. Into the tub. (She lifts CHIP

into the tub. FEATHERDUSTER enters)

FEATHERDUSTER:

A girl! I saw a girl in the castle!

CHIP: (poking his head out from the water) See, I told ya!

(Cut back to LUMIERE and COGSWORTH bickering)

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

BELLE: Papa?

(COGSWORTH and LUMIERE turn to look at the new arrival)

LUMIERE: Did you see that? (Running to the door and poking his head around

the corner with COGSWORTH) 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! (He chases after her.)

COGSWORTH: Wait a minute, wait a minute!

(BELLE advances down a narrow hallway. COGSWORTH and LUMIERE sneak up behind

her and open the door that leads to the tower where MAURICE is being kept. The

door creaks open and BELLE hears the sound)

BELLE: Papa? Papa? (COGSWORTH hides behind the door and LUMIERE rushes

off.) Hello? Is someone here? Wait! I'm looking for my father!

(She begins up the stairs, but doesn't realize that LUMIERE is

watching her.) That's funny, I'm sure there was someone...

I-I-Is there anyone here?

(MAURICE's voice echoes from his cell)

MAURICE: Belle?

BELLE: (Rushes up to the cell to find him) Oh, Papa!

MAURICE: How did you find me?

BELLE: Oh, your hands are like ice. We have 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!

(Suddenly, BEAST grabs BELLE's shoulder and whips her around. She drops the

torch she was carrying into a puddle and the room is dark except for one beam of

light from a skylight.)

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: 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 ponders the situation and realizes she can't see the captor)

BELLE: Come into the light.

(BEAST drags his legs, then his whole body into the beam of light. BELLE looks,

her eyes growing wider until she can stand no more and falls back to MAURICE.)

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

(BELLE regains her composure, then steps into the beam of light, giving her a

very virgin-ish look)

BELLE: You have my word.

BEAST: (quickly) Done!

(BEAST moves over to unlock the cell, and BELLE collapses to the floor with her

head in her hands. We hear the door being unlocked, then MAURICE rushing over

to BELLE.)

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

(BEAST grabs him and drags him downstairs)

BELLE: Wait!

MAURICE: Belle!

BELLE: Wait!

(Cut to ext. of castle. BEAST drags MAURICE towards PALLENQUIN)

MAURICE: No, please spare my daughter!

BEAST: She's no longer your concern. (BEAST throws MAURICE into the

PALLENQUIN.) Take him to the village.

(The PALLENQUIN breaks the ivy holding it to the ground, then slinks off like a

spider with MAURICE inside)

MAURICE: Please, let me out, please!

(Cut to BELLE looking out cell window at the PALLENQUIN crossing the bridge over

the moat. She begins to cry. Cut to BEAST walking up the stairs. LUMIERE is

still at his post.)

LUMIERE: Master?

BEAST: (angrily) What!

LUMIERE: 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. (BEAST growls angrily at him.) Then again, maybe not.

(BEAST enters the cell where BELLE is still crying.)

BELLE: You didn't even let me say good bye. I'll never see him again. I

didn't get to say good-bye.

BEAST: (feeling bad) I'll show you to your room.

BELLE: (surprised) My room? (Indicating the cell) But I thought--

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