And while all this was happening with Gaston and LeFou, here is what was happening with Belle and Maurice when they were locked inside the asylum carriage...
"What is Gaston planning to do with the Beast?" Belle asked herself, wondering why Gaston went for a tranquilizer dart gun and not his normal gun.
"What? How did you get away from him?"
"He let me go, Papa. He sent me back to you."
She took out a beak-shaped mask she and the Beast had found in her old home and showed it to him.
"I don't understand. Where did you..." stammered Maurice.
"He took me there. I know what happened to Maman."
"Then you know why I had to leave her there. I had to protect you. I've always tried to protect my little girl. Probably too much."
"I understand," she said before planting a kiss on his forehead. "Will you help me now?"
"It's dangerous."
"Yes. Yes, it is."
"I could try to pick the lock. After all... it's only gears and springs. But I would need... something long and sharp."
Belle pulled out her hairpin.
"Like that. Perfect."
...
Gaston injected the Beast with the revival drug. The Beast remained unconscious.
"He'll wake up in a few minutes," Gaston told LeFou.
"That looks uncomfortable sleeping on the floor like that. Maybe we should carry him to bed before we go," suggested LeFou.
Gaston and LeFou tried to lift the Beast, but he was too heavy.
Gaston didn't know what to do. He didn't want to kill the Beast in front of LeFou. He had been planning to kill the Beast and keep it a secret from LeFou. But LeFou was sticking to him like glue.
Suddenly, he got an idea.
"LeFou, why don't you go tell everyone how this was all a misunderstanding and the Beast wasn't so dangerous after all?"
LeFou nodded and proceeded to go back down the stairs to tell everyone the news.
Soon enough, the Beast opened his eyes.
"See ya, Beast," said Gaston before stabbing the Beast with a sword. The Beast let out a roar of agony.
They exited the castle. Everyone else had already left and it was now raining heavily.
"This is some storm," said LeFou. "At least we're not locked inside an asylum carriage!"
For every deed that was done, guilt was eating away at LeFou. He was loyal to Gaston, and above all, in love with him, but he had been doing very cruel things lately.
"It's not too late. We can still turn back and..." said LeFou.
Gaston turned around and gave him a look that made him shut up.
"It's just that every time I close my eyes, I see Maurice and Belle, stranded, afraid, and when I open them, they're..."
Just then, Belle arrived on Philippe.
"Belle!" said LeFou now smiling while Gaston felt frustrated.
Gaston couldn't believe it. It wasn't that Gaston believed Belle to be stupid— he was simply too brainless himself to comprehend how she escaped.
"Where is he? What have you done with him?"
"Come and see. That Beast's head will hang on our wall."
LeFou and Belle were both shocked by this.
Belle got off of Philippe and ran inside. She ran up to the room where the Beast was dying.
"You came back," said the Beast.
"Of course I came back. I'll never leave you again."
"I'm afraid it's my turn to leave."
"We're together now. It's going to be fine."
"At least I got to see you one last time."
As the last petal fell, the Beast died.
"No! Please, no!" said the Belle between sobs. "Come back!"
She could not believe this has happened.
"Please don't leave me. I love you."
She gave him a kiss.
The enchantress— it had been Agathe all along— been watching from the shadows and upon hearing this, made the petals go back on the rose and the Beast was lifted into the air.
He came down, now human. He regained consciousness, slowly got up, looked at his hands, then turned around and smiled at her.
Gaston, who had been watching from the shadows, cried out in anger and ran towards the Prince with his sword, ready to give him an agonizing death.
The Prince cowered in terror, but right before he could, he let out a shriek. Frou Frou, the castle dog, had jumped up and bit him between his legs!
Gaston had never felt so humiliated. To be defeated by a tiny dog.
"Gaston is now banished!" declared the Prince.
Gaston ran away with no hesitation. He was too ashamed to show his face anyway after what had happened.
Meanwhile, all the objects, who had died when the last petal fell, were turning human.
The Prince held a royal ball and invited everyone except Gaston, who he had banished of course.
Madame de Garderobe sang.
Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong
Mrs. Potts sang the next verse.
Winter turns to spring
Famine turns to feast
Nature points the way
Nothing left to say
Beauty and the Beast
And then everyone sang.
Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the Beast
THE END