Hi! Nice to see you again! Hahaha. Um… There are some new characters in the story now. CrouchingCrookshanks and Johnny F. has graciously offered to give me a character to use for my story. And so did my step sister. Ahem. But these characters are NOT mine and all goes to CrouchingCrookshanks and Johnny F., and yes, you, sister Minnie.
Disclaimer:
Catastrophe: So, uh, can I own Draco?
J.K Rowling: Um… NO.
Catastrophe: I can't own my brother?!?
Dustin: Cat, um no.
Catastrophe: *glaring* I hate you both.
No, I don't own the original characters! But you do know who owns the other people! *Wiggles eyebrows*
So, um… Here is the new characters:
Landon Summers: Gryffindor, one of the main characters.
Johnny F.: Royal Slytherin, one of the main characters. (PS. Johnny is a girl, and she never tells us her last name. All she refers to it is F.)
Dark Acanthus: Royal Slytherin, pureblood, came from Britain.
And last but not least- Arachne Athene- Superstitious and a jinx. When she gasps, disasters arrive. She is in Gryffindor.
Chapter Fourteen: Truth and Dare and a Play
"I can't believe that you guys are staying over!" Catastrophe squealed, and hugged Hermione. Hermione giggled and instantly started planning.
"Ok. At ten, we'll talk about girl secret stuff. At eleven-"
"Hermione, Hermione…" Catastrophe giggled, then said, "No need to plan. We'll talk about secret stuff later. No need to worry."
"Right, right." Hermione agreed and turned to Dustin and Draco.
"So, um, Dustin, you staying over too?" She asked Dustin, hoping that he would.
"Well, if I do, then I'm going to be stuck with this guy over there…" He pointed to Draco.
"Ahem, go ahead, I love it when people start talking about me like I'm not here. Really, please, go on!" Draco drawled, getting small giggles from Catastrophe.
"Well, Dustin, we can sleep in one room, you know. You don't need to be with the ferret." Cat stated, hugging her brother afterwards. "No offense, Drake."
"None taken." He murmured and hugged her back.
"OK, then, I'll stay." Dustin thought and reached his decision.
"Great. Another person." Draco complained, but Catastrophe nudged him firmly in the ribs. "OW!"
"Well, come on." Cat said and turned around, using her wand to locate all the blankets and pillows, then she murmured, "Point me."
Her wand magically turned on its own accord and started pointing. Cat's blue eyes trailed the spots the wand made. Then she Accio-ed the things and fluffed her pillows.
Her eyes gleamed. Then she curtseyed like a lady and held out her hand to Draco, who bowed and smiled and held out his arm, like a gentleman would do to a lady. Then she accepted it, her head held high, her eyes laughing. Then she turned gracefully to Dustin and motioned him to do the same thing Draco had done, and he held his hand out to Hermione, who giggled and accepted it as well.
"Master Dustin, your place will be right over there, next to the fireplace." Catastrophe's sweet voice clearly stated, and Dustin made his way to the fireplace bed.
"Mistress Hermione, your place is right next to mine, over there, next to the gold statue." She pointed to the statue which was gleaming, because of the light from the fireplace.
"Master Draco, your place is next to the table over there, next to Mistress Hermione."
"And, finally, I will sleep at the end, on the other side of Master Dustin and Mistress Hermione." Catastrophe stated, and laughed out loud, finding the situation hilarious. Then everyone joined in.
"Ok, so who wants to play Truth or Dare?" she asked, going to her bed and sitting down.
"Me!"
"I guess I'll play too…"
"All right, Cat. Go on."
"All right. Rules. No doing anything too dangerous. Draco, that specially goes to you. No refusing, either."
"Right!" Everyone else chorused and the game began.
"Hermione, Truth or Dare?"
"Truth." Hermione decided to play safe for now, Cat's gleaming eyes were not helping her play the game daringly.
"Do you still like Ron or is it more than that?" Cat asked, laughing.
"Um… Well, still like." Hermione admitted.
"All right, Hermione."
"Draco, Truth or Dare?"
"Dare." Draco was never scared of his sister's dares, because it was never serious.
"Ok, then I dare you to pretend like you're royalty and pretend that Hermione is your lady. And, let's do a play." Cat squealed, knowing that Draco was going to get mad.
"Ok…" Draco trailed off and turned to Hermione and picked up one of her hands, then kissed it.
"Ooh!" Cat said, "This is getting more fun by the second." She replied.
"Let's do… Beauty and the Beast for our play!" Cat shrieked after thinking. Draco, the Beast, and Hermione, the Beauty. And Dustin, it's kind of awkward, but you're Gaston."
"And you, Cat?"
"I'm the fairy."
Then she clapped her hands and the room grew dark.
PS. The other characters such as the bookseller and Belle's father is acted by elves.
Narrator-(Catastrophe) 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.)
**Start of Song: "Bonjour"**
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
Ev'ry
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: 'scuse 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!
ALL: Well maybe so...
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!
**End of Song**
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. COAT RACK 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 re-lit 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 P.O.V. 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.)
**Start of Song: "Belle Reprise"**
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
**End of Song**
(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 toooooold 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 innocent 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 exterior. 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--
BEAST: You wanna, you wanna stay in the tower?
BELLE: No.
BEAST: Then follow me.
(BEAST leads BELLE to her room. As they proceed, BELLE begins to lag behind. She looks at the hideous sculptures on the walls and the light casting shadows on them. Frightened, she gasps and runs to catch up with BEAST, who is carrying LUMIERE as a light source. BEAST looks back at BELLE, and sees a tear form at the corner of her eye.)
LUMIERE: Say something to her.
BEAST: Hmm? Oh.
(To
BELLE)
I...um...hope you like it here.
(He looks at
LUMIERE for approval. He motions BEAST to continue.)
The
castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you wish, except the
West Wing.
BELLE: (looking intrigued)
What's
in the West Wing?
BEAST: (stopping angrily)
It's
forbidden!
(BEAST continues, and BELLE
reluctantly follows. Cut to interior
of BELLE's room, dark.
The door opens and light spills in.)
BEAST: (Tenderly)
Now, if
there's anything you need, my servants will attend you.
LUMIERE: (whispering in his
ear)
Dinner--invite her to dinner.
BEAST: (Growing angry)
You...will
join me for dinner. That's not a request!
(BEAST leaves, slamming the door behind him. BELLE, terrified, runs over to the bed and flings herself onto it, finally breaking down and crying. Fade to tavern in the town.)
**Start of Song: "Gaston"**
GASTON: Who does she think she is?
That girl has
tangled with the wrong man. No one says 'no'
to Gaston!
LEFOU: Darn right!
GASTON: Dismissed. Rejected.
Publicly humiliated. Why, it's more than I can bear.
(turns
chair away)
LEFOU: (Runs in front of him)
More
beer?
GASTON: (Turns chair away
again)
What for? Nothing helps. I'm disgraced.
LEFOU: Who, you? Never. Gaston,
you've got to pull yourself together.
Gosh it disturbs me to see
you, Gaston
Looking so down in the dumps
Every guy here'd love
to be you, Gaston
(cheering from the gallery)
Even when
taking your lumps
There's no man in town as admired as
you
You're everyone's favorite guy
Everyone's awed and inspired
by you
(LEFOU turns chair back to forward)
And it's not
very hard to see why!
No one's slick as Gaston, no one's
quick as Gaston
No one's next as incredibly thick as Gaston
For
there's no man in town half as manly
Perfect, a pure paragon!
You
can ask any Tom, Dick, or Stanley
And they'll tell you who's team
they'd prefer to be on!
(LEFOU has pulled a man's belt off, whose pants fall to the ground. LEFOU jumps up and wraps the belt around GASTON's neck, who flexes and breaks it off. LEFOU continues to dance around. OLD CRONIES pick him up and swing him around.)
OLD CRONIES: No one's been like Gaston, a king-pin like Gaston
LEFOU: No one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston
GASTON: As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating!
OLD CRONIES: My, what a guy that Gaston!
(OLD CRONIES swing LEFOU back and
forth into the camera.
LEFOU tickles GASTON's chin, who
stands with pride)
OLD CRONIES: Give five hurrahs, give twelve hip-hips
LEFOU: Gaston is the best and the rest is all drips!
(LEFOU swings up his arm in dance
and throws a mug
of beer in GASTON's face, who socks LEFOU
in the face)
ALL: No one fights like Gaston, no one bites like Gaston
WRESTLER: In a wrestling match, nobody bites like Gaston
BIMBETTES: For there's no one as burly and brawny
GASTON: As you see I've got biceps to spare
LEFOU: Not a bit of him scraggly or scrawny
GASTON: That's right! And every last bit of me's covered with hair!
(GASTON fights with the men, then
lifts a bench with the BIMBETTES on it. He
drops the bench
on LEFOU, then turns to the camera and reveals his hairy chest.)
OLD CRONIES: No one hits like Gaston, matches wits like Gaston
LEFOU: In a spitting match, nobody spits like Gaston!
GASTON: I'm especially good at expactorating! Ptooey!
ALL: Ten points for Gaston!
(GASTON plays a chess game with a man, then hits the board, sending it and pieces all over. He takes a bite of leather from the belt once wrapped around his neck, chews it and spits it into a spittoon, which falls and gets stuck on the head of LEFOU.)
GASTON: When I was a lad I ate four
dozen eggs
Every morning to help me get large!
And now that I'm
grown, I eat five dozen eggs
So I'm roughly the size of a barge!
(GASTON juggles a number of eggs,
then swallows them whole.
LEFOU attempts the trick, and is
hit in the face by three eggs.)
ALL: No one shoots like Gaston, makes those beauts like Gaston
LEFOU: Then goes tromping around wearing boots like Gaston
GASTON: I use antlers in all of my decorating!
(GASTON takes three shots at a beer barrel, which begins leaking into the mugs of onlookers. He returns stomping to his chair, where we see the fireplace surrounded by the heads of the animals he has killed. The mystery cut of music is here! Cut to ending of "Gaston Reprise" on the soundtrack.)
ALL: My what a guy! Gaston!!!!!!!
(The OLD CRONIES have picked up the chair and carry GASTON around in it. LEFOU tries to flee, but they toss the chair into its normal place, and LEFOU is pinned underneath. MAURICE bursts in frantically)
**End of Song**
**Start of Song: "Gaston Reprise"**
MAURICE: Help! Someone help me!
OLD MAN: Maurice?
MAURICE: Please! Please, I need your help! He's got her. He's got her locked in the dungeon.
LEFOU: Who?
MAURICE: Belle. We must go. N-not a minute to lose!
GASTON: Whoa! Slow down, Maurice. Who's got Belle locked in a dungeon?
MAURICE: A beast! A horrible, monstrous beast!
(MAURICE has gone from person to person, pleading his case, until he is thrown at the feet of GASTON. A moment of silence, then the OLD CRONIES begin to laugh and mock him.)
CRONY 1: Is it a big beast?
MAURICE: Huge!
CRONY 2: With a long, ugly snout?
MAURICE: Hideously ugly!
CRONY 3: And sharp, cruel fangs?
MAURICE: Yes, yes. Will you help me?
GASTON: All right, old man. We'll help you out.
MAURICE: You will? Oh thank you, thank you!
(The OLD CRONIES pick up MAURICE and help him out by throwing him through the door.)
CRONY 1: Crazy old Maurice. He's always good for a laugh!
GASTON: (Very pensive)
Crazy
old Maurice, hmm?
Crazy old Maurice.
Hmmm?
Lefou, I'm
afraid I've been thinking.
(LEFOU is still under the chair.)
LEFOU: A dangerous pastime--
GASTON: (finishing line)
I
know,
But that wacky old coot is Belle's father
And his
sanity's only so-so
Now the wheels in my head have been
turning
Since I looked at that loony old man
See I promised
myself I'd be married to Belle,
And right now I'm evolving a
plan!
(GASTON picks LEFOU out from under the chair and holds his
head close, and whispers)
GASTON: If I...
(whisper)
LEFOU: Yes?
GASTON: Then I...
(whisper)
LEFOU: No, would she?
GASTON: (whispering)
...GUESS!
LEFOU: Now I get it!
BOTH: Let's go!
(They begin a
waltz around the floor as they sing)
BOTH: No one plots like Gaston, takes cheap shots like Gaston
LEFOU: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston
ALL: So his marriage we soon'll be
celebrating!
My what a guy, Gaston!!!
(Camera zooms out through
window to snow covered square, empty except for MAURICE)
**End of Song**
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