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MRS. POTTS: Hello. Everyone.
COGSWORTH: Good day. Mrs. Potts.
BELLE: Sorry the weather hasn't changed.
MRS. POTTS: I'm trying to keep me chin up. But. Is that a rose?
MRS. POTTS: Why. There's another and another. Lumiere. What are you doing with all those flowers?
LUMIERE: W-what do you think I'm doing?
MRS. POTTS: More flowers for the master?
LUMIERE: Why. Uh. Yes.
MRS. POTTS: Oh. I hope that'll make him happy.
COGSWORTH: Yes. And thanks very much for your. Ha ha. Help. Mrs. Potts.
MRS. POTTS: Oh. You're most welcome. I'm glad to be able to do something to help around here. Come along. Chip. Time for your bath.
BELLE: Someone want to explain to me what's going on?
COGSWORTH: He started it.
LUMIERE: He started it.
COGSWORTH: Roses were too obvious a choice.
Roses say. "I love you" in a way lilies can only dream of.
BELLE: Well. Because of your bickering. Mrs. Potts won't have either. Oh. I can only imagine what he's going to think.
COGSWORTH: Because my music is superior. Lumiere's has no sense of time!
LUMIERE: And yours. My friend. Has no emotion.
BELLE: All the more reason you two should work together. You each have something to offer the other.
LUMIERE: Yes. For example. I have talent.
COGSWORTH: Keep it. I wouldn't want to take the little that you have.
BELLE: I have heard enough. This party isn't about either of you. It's about
our dear friend Mrs. Potts and
fighting isn't going to make her feel any better.
COGSWORTH: And here.As the cake enters the parlor it builds majestically.
LUMIERE: Perhaps I could offer a slight suggestion with the melody.
COGSWORTH: Witherspoon! Our weather prediction.
COGSWORTH: No. Wait! No! Not the music! Oh. Ro! My masterpiece! That was deliberate!
LUMIERE: No. I swear! Cross my heart and hope to melt.
COGSWORTH: You'll be sorry for this!
LUMIERE: But it was an accident. Aah!
CHEF BOUCHE: Enough! Now the devil's food.
BELLE: My. You all look so efficient.
CHEF BOUCHE: Chef Bouche has things under control. Soon the batters will be ready to bake. Warm the oven.
BELLE: I'm so glad to see you all working together. Keep it up.
COGSWORTH: Tres. We both wanted this cake to be angel's food. Right?
TRES: Oh. But yes! A heavenly taste for a heavenly creature.
COGSWORTH: Yes. But we compromised for Lumiere and Chaud. Thus. The unfortunate devil's food layer.
But what if the angel's food half were larger than the devil's food?
CHAUD: What? You want to make our side of the cake larger?
LUMIERE: Shh. Yes.
Think how grand it would be especially next to that bland angel food catastrophe Cogsworth and Tres forced upon us.
CHAUD: Tres may be my husband. But he has no taste.
LUMIERE: I couldn't agree more. All I'm saying is. Add a few extra eggs.
COGSWORTH: Some baking soda. Hmm? Little yeast. Perhaps.
TRES: Ahh! It would be huge!
BELLE: Have you seen Mrs. Potts?
WARDROBE: The coast is clear. Dearie.
BELLE: I've got a problem, the flowers. Somehow they ended up with the beast in his room.
WARDROBE: Oh. Dear me! No telling how the master will react... though I'm sure
you've noticed things he doesn't understand have a tendency to enrage him.
BELLE: That's the last thing Mrs. Potts needs right now.
WARDROBE: Goodness. Child!
You look like you've just seen a ghost.
or a beast. Ha ha.
BELLE: That was foolish. I almost woke him.
WARDROBE: Well. Did you get the flowers?
WARDROBE: Oh! Dear!
BELLE: Well. Maybe we won't have any flowers for the party, but I'm sure Chef Bouche's cake will turn out beautifully.
WARDROBE: Hope springs eternal. Heh heh.
CHEF BOUCHE: Help. Someore! The cake, she has gore terribly wrong!
TRES: Oh. No! I think I overdid it!
CHAUD: I think I overdid it. Too!
TRES: You mean...
The left hand has no idea what the right hand is doing.
Help! Someone. Help!
CHAUD: Cogsworth. Lumiere. Hurry! Hurry!
TRES: It won't budge.
CHAUD: Pull harder!
TRES: Look out!
MRS. POTTS: What on earth happened?
CHEF BOUCHE: Chef Bouche's cake was destroyed by saboteurs!
BELLE: Why am I not surprised?
LUMIERE: It's all his fault! He and Tres ruined my exquisite cake with the blasphemous angel's food.
COGSWORTH: After you and Chaud destroyed my masterpiece by insisting on that infernal devil's food.
CHEF BOUCHE: That is it! There shall be no cake!
CHIP: What? No cake for mama's party?
MRS. POTTS: What?
BELLE: We wanted to cheer you up. But...
MRS. POTTS: I'm afraid this doesn't cheer me up one bit. If anything. I feel worse.
BELLE: Here. Let's get you by a fire.
CHIP: But, but what about the party?
BELLE: I'm afraid there won't be one. Chip.
CHIP: I don't understand. Why no party?
BELLE: I'm the one responsible. I'm so. So sorry.
MRS. POTTS: Don't fret. Dear. Your intentions were good.
It just pains me to see such fighting among those so dear to me.
BELLE: I know. Please try not to think about it now. Try to relax.
MRS. POTTS: I hope you're not too disappointed. Chip, but a party should be a happy occasion not one that turns friends against each other.
CHIP: I understand.
LUMIERE: Once again. We've made fools of ourselves.
COGSWORTH: And disappointed a good friend.
TRES: We must show Belle we can do it.
CHAUD: We must show her that we can throw a party without arguing.
EGG BEATER: Or blowing anything up. Ha ha ha.
COGSWORTH: Perhaps. If we give our most sincere apologies to Chef Bouche,
he might bake us another cake.
TRES: It's worth a try.
CHAUD: Even he can't stay mad forever.
LUMIERE: Then it is settled. The party must go on!
MRS. POTTS: What in heaven's name?
MRS. POTTS: Oh. My!
LUMIERE: Mesdames et messieurs, it is a pleasure for me to stand before you
with my good friend and colleague in honor of this great lady.
COGSWORTH: Mrs. Potts has given us the most important gift anyone can offer: true friendship.
BELLE: We want you to know how much we all love you. Mrs. Potts.
MRS. POTTS: I'm speechless!
LUMIERE: Your good cheer is priceless.
COGSWORTH: Timeless. Too. Heh. We're lost without you.
MRS. POTTS: Thank you. Thank you all. And this is so wonderful. All the more so
because you did it together.
COGSWORTH: Look how beautiful.
MRS. POTTS: The sun.
BELLE: That should cheer you up.
MRS. POTTS: Oh. But you already have. Each and every one of you.
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