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COGSWORTH: Chandeliera. You look radiant. Together. You and Lumiere
will be the perfect light.
CHANDELERIA: "Height." you say? And what has our height got to do with anything?
COGSWORTH: "Light." Chandeliera. The perfect light.
CHANDELERIA: What? Well. Why didn't you say that in the first place? So it's to be the two of us. Eh? Won't that be marvelous?
LUMIERE: Of course. Madame.
BEAST: And send twenty cords of wood to the castle. Send it now because.
LEPLUME: Because you say so. Yes. That's it! No. No. No. Wait. Wait. Ah. Because you need it.
BEAST: Yes. Because I need it. "Sincerely" and so forth.
CRANE: Witherspoon! You know the way!
Dinner is served, a meal exquisite in every detail
as is our company.
BEAST: She makes me nervous. Lumiere. Why is that?
LUMIERE: She is a woman. Master.
BEAST: Mmm. Tell me how to impress her.
LUMIERE: A kiss of the hand should serve you well. Done properly. It will have a most charming effect.
I've been reading the most wonderful book.
COGSWORTH: Well. Perhaps you can tell us all about it at dinner. Things have been pleasantly tranquil with him of late.
COGSWORTH: Well. I meant only to refer to how well you and his grace have been getting along.
BELLE: Hmm. Yes. We have.
COGSWORTH: Perhaps. Well. "tranquil" that isn't quite the right word.
Calm. Serene. In a word. Harmonious.
BELLE: That is a good word. You're a very smart dictionary.
WEBSTER: Allow me to present myself. Webster. At your service.
BELLE: Nice to meet you. Webster. Won't you join us?
WEBSTER: But of course. For. I am. After all. Indispensable. Irreplaceable. Essentially.
BEAST: Mademoiselle. Your presence here this evening warms my heat... heart. Huh? Mademoiselle.
Your presence here this evening warms my heart.
BELLE: Why. Thank you. I was just telling Cogsworth about the most wonderful book. It's about a girl who lives with her stepmother a wicked woman who makes her stay inside and work day and night. Of course. She becomes terribly lonely.
LUMIERE: Chandeliera. You're bright!
CHANDELERIA: But of course! I'm exceptionally intelligent. Doesn't take a genius to tell you that!
LUMIERE: Your light is too bright! You'll spoil the mood.
CHANDELERIA: "Boil the food"? Oh! Goodness. No. That's the cook's job.
BELLE: But the evil stepmother forbids it rot until her work is finished. Isn't that terrible?
BEAST: Uh! Uh!
BELLE: Is something wrong?
BEAST: Oh. Uh. It's a little warm in here that's all. Please continue.
I can see my own shadow!
CHANDELERIA: Uh! "Wise up"?! Oh. I won't stand for such insults! I deserve respect!
COGSWORTH: Shush. Sh-shh. Both of you. You're creating a spectacle. A Little Thought! Hmm.
BELLE: Telles her fairy godmother her predicament about the ball, how she can't possibly finish her work and how she has nothing to wear and no way to get there.
BEAST: Excuse me. Open the window.
COGSWORTH: But. Your eminence. The air could cause a chill.
BEAST: Very well. Please. Continue.
BELLE: So you won't believe what the fairy godmother does. She casts a spell that solves all the girl's problems. But there's a catch. It only lasts until midnight.
BEAST: Enough! The window, open the window!
COGSWORTH: Opening the window.
BELLE: Are you still warm?
BELLE: Others are getting cold.
BEAST: Well. Perhaps they should leave the room.
BELLE: That's not very congenial.
WEBSTER: Congenial. cordial. Pleasant. Agreeable. And for a definitive definition...
BEAST: I don't have to be con-con. Well.
It's my castle. And I make the rules.
BELLE: Just because it's your castle doesn't mean you should be rude.
WEBSTER: Rude. offensive. Primitive. Abrupt.
BEAST: I know what it means.
BELLE: Webster! Oh. Ro! Oh. You poor thing.
WEBSTER: Uh. Dazed. Disoriented. Uhh.
BELLE: That was an awful thing to do. You're acting rude and foolish.
MRS. POTTS: Belle simply refuses to leave her room.
COGSWORTH: Well. I'll tell you what we must do. We must solicit an apology.
The master's conduct last night was. Well. Less than exemplary.
LUMIERE: He is not the only one. Did you see her last night? The way she hovered?
CHANDELERIA: Lumiere. It was not my intention to outshine you. I simply couldn't hear you. My dear.
LUMIERE: Couldn't hear, ha! She's been using that excuse for years.
Apologize? She should apologize to me!
COGSWORTH: Yes. Master. Of course. Master.
COGSWORTH: Down here.
BELLE: You want me to apologize to him? I suppose I do owe him an apology for calling him rude. I mean.
COGSWORTH: So you'll do it?
BELLE: Yes. Right after he apologizes to me first.
LUMIERE: This must be put delicately. Leave it to me.
COGSWORTH: So. You see. She has agreed to apologize. Yet there's one minor catch. However.
BEAST: I will never apologize!
MRS. POTTS: I'm beginning to wonder if they'll ever speak to each other again.
LUMIERE: If she does not love him before the last petal falls we will all be enchanted forever.
COGSWORTH: I say we give it more time.
LUMIERE: Easy for a clock to say.
MRS. POTTS: There's certainly no point in fretting about it here.
LEPLUME: It is up to us. Mes amis! We must act, act now and act fast! So... any ideas?
CRANE: Well. The boss ought to apologize.
WEBSTER: In a word. Yes. But we can't do it for him.
LEPLUME: Why not?
WEBSTER: With deep regret for my heedless conduct
I therefore offer my apology and beg your forgiveness.
CHANDELERIA: Cogsworth. Have you seen Lumiere?
COGSWORTH: Yes. But I'm sorry to report he's avoiding you. He just can't find it in his heart to forgive. I'm afraid.
CHANDELERIA: And all my own fault.
COGSWORTH: No. No. No. No. Don't punish yourself. He's too proud for his own good.
MRS. POTTS: Heavens!
BELLE: Oh! A letter? Who could it be from?
MRS. POTTS: Hmm. I haven't the foggiest.
COGSWORTH: Witherspoon! It came from within the castle.
LUMIERE: It must be from the master.
BELLE: It is from him. The trouble between us is over.
LEPLUME: Just look. Mes amis. What did I tell you?
WEBSTER: Now they will forgive and forget.
CRANE: Oh. What if they found out it was us?
WEBSTER: Mum's the word.
BELLE: No. Don't say a word.
BELLE: It's my turn to speak. I'm here to apologize.
BEAST: You are?
BELLE: Your graciousness has put me to shame.
BEAST: It has?
BELLE: I'm only sorry that it took me so long. I want you to know that I never meant to call you a fool. I'm the ore who's beer foolish and stubborn and petty
and unwilling to forgive.
BEAST: I'm so happy you came.
BELLE: Then you'll forgive me?
BEAST: Of course.
BELLE: As the carriage rolled forward the girl looked back at the flowering farm then drew herself up courageously for the journey ahead. Do you like it so far?
BEAST: Mm. Yes. Keep reading.
BELLE: Her childhood held such sweet memories. Which she would cherish like precious gems. I'm sorry. It's hard to read while you eat those.
BEAST: But they're my favorite.
BELLE: I can read later. If you like.
BEAST: You're leaving?
BELLE: No. I just can't read while you eat. Of course. You could eat them later.
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