"Book in the Mud" take 1

Belle: Gaston, don't hurt my book!

Gaston (squinting as the pages flip): There's no…pictures…

Belle: Gaston, I would like my book back. Please.

Gaston (to himself): "…the Duke walked in to find his daughter…"

Belle (yanks book away): DON'T SPOIL THE ENDING FOR ME!

"Book in the Mud" take 2

Gaston (squinting): There's no…pictures…

Belle: I use my imagination.

Gaston: Well, I use my imagination all the time! Right now, I'm imagining you swooning over my good looks and begging me to propose to you.

Belle: Ugh.

Director: Cut! Cut! You two are going off script!

Gaston: Nobody ad libs like Gaston!

Director: Ugh.

"Maurice in the Castle" take 1

Maurice (picking up Cogs): How is this accomplished?

Cogs: AAAAAHHHHHH! Put me down! Stop that! Do you mind? (clock case slams shut on Maurice's finger)

Maurice: AAAAAHHHHHHHH! (screams, waving around hand trapped inside of clock case) GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF!

Cogs: I CAN'T! IT'S STUCK!

Director: *groan* Cut. Cut! Somebody get me a prybar.

Cogs: NO PRYBAR! NO! NO! MAURICE, DON'T LET HIM NEAR ME!

"Maurice in the Castle" take 2

(door tears open, fire blows out, beast emerges)

Maurice: I just wanted a place to stay!

Beast: I'll give you a place to stay.

Maurice (lifting hands to cover his face): No! (Cogs, still stuck to his hand, accidentally hits him in the head) OW! (falls down cold)

Beast: What the %*(%?

Cogs: Oops.

Director: Get an ambulance and give Maurice the rest of the day off. He won't be doing any more acting for a while.

"Tavern" take 1

LeFou: More beer?

Gaston: Sure! (takes mug from LeFou and starts chugging) Wait, this isn't real beer! This tastes like WATER!

Stagehand: That's because it IS water, duh. We're acting.

Director: And you weren't supposed to drink it. Did you even read your script?

Gaston: Yeah, but I thought that I could do it better. No one improvises like Gaston!

Director: Cut.

"Tavern" take 2

LeFou: More beer?

Gaston: Aargh, nothing helps. (throws "beer" on the fire, fire splutters out)

LeFou: It wasn't supposed to do that.

Stagehand: But water puts out fires. Duh. And the script says that Gaston is supposed to throw his drink into the fireplace.

Director: Holy ****. How are we ever going to make this scene work?

"Tavern" take 3

Stagehand: Are you sure this will work?

Director: Yes. 3, 2, 1, action!

LeFou: More beer?

Gaston: Aargh, nothing helps. (throws "beer" on fire, fire blazes bright yellow and scorches the nearby wood)

Gaston: Why does it smell like gasoline in here?

Director: That's it; we're done. (puts down megaphone and walks out the door without looking back)