Beauty and the Beast Page #2

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- Goodbye, Belle.

Come on, Philippe.

You know the way.

I'll see you tomorrow!

Right.

Tomorrow, with the rose.

Stay safe.

What are you doing?

The laundry.

Come! Come!

"The blue bird..."

"That flies...

"over the dark...

"wood."

That was amazing!

What on earth are you doing?

Teaching another girl to read?

Isn't one enough?

We have to do something.

You are the wildest...

most gorgeous thing

I have ever seen.

Nobody deserves you.

But at least I know

our children will be beautiful.

Am I catching you

at a bad time?

- What is it, LeFou?

- A certain damsel is in distress.

Ah. It's hero time.

I'm not done with you yet.

Me, neither.

Belle! I heard you had trouble

with the Headmaster.

He never liked me either.

Can I give you a little advice

about the villagers though?

They're never going to trust

the kind of change you're trying to bring.

All I wanted was to teach

a child to read.

The only children you should

concern yourself with...

are your own.

I'm...

not ready to have children.

Maybe you haven't

met the right man.

It's a small village, Gaston.

I've met them all.

Well, maybe

you should take another look.

Some of us have changed.

Gaston...

we could never

make each other happy.

No one can change that much.

Oh, Belle.

Do you know what happens

to spinsters in this village

after their fathers die?

Coins? Got any spare coins?

They beg for scraps,

like poor Agathe.

This is our world, Belle.

For simple folk like us,

it doesn't get any better.

I might be a farm girl.

But, I'm not simple...

and I'm never going to

marry you, Gaston.

I'm sorry!

Can you imagine?

Me? The wife

of that boorish...

brainless...

Madame Gaston,

can't you just see it

Madame Gaston,

his little wife

Ugh!

No, sir, not me,

I guarantee it

I want much more

than this provincial life

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

The woods are lovely.

I only wish I recognized them.

Do you know where we are,

Philippe? Because I don't.

It's all right.

It's all right, Philippe.

Hmm.

Yes, we can go this way.

Go on. To the right.

That's it. Steady!

Walk on!

One path closes...

another one opens.

It's all right, boy.

It's just a bit of snow.

In June.

Mind your step.

It's slippery.

Go! Go, Philippe!

Come on! Come on!

Whoa.

Come on!

Go! Philippe, go! Go, go!

Whoa!

Philippe!

Good boy.

Go, boy. Go!

Oh, Philippe,

you saved my life.

Well done. Yes.

They'll have to get

their dinner somewhere else,

won't they?

Look!

There's hay.

And water.

You're all set, my old friend.

I'll go pay my respects

to our unwitting host.

Whoever that may be.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Thank...

Hello?

Hello?

Sorry to intrude.

I'm just a traveler...

seeking shelter

from the storm.

Sorry to disturb you.

Anyone home?

Anyone awake?

He must have

lost his way in the woods.

Shut up, you idiot!

Excuse me?

Hmm.

Beautiful.

Extraordinary.

A man of taste.

He was talking about me.

Oops!

Well, wherever you are...

I'm just going to warm myself

by the fire.

That's better.

Oh, much better.

Ooh.

Thank you.

Mum said I wasn't supposed to move

because it might be scary.

Sorry.

It's all right.

I, uh...

I cannot...

thank you enough

for your hospitality.

I'll...

bid you adieu...

and good night.

Come on, Philippe! Go! Go!

No, wait, wait, wait!

Roses. I nearly forgot.

We're safe here.

I promised Belle a rose.

There!

Philippe!

What happened?

Where's Papa?

Take me to him!

Look, Cogsworth.

A beautiful girl!

Yes! I can see it's a girl.

I lost my hands, not my eyes.

But what if she is the one?

The one

who'll break the spell?

Who said that?

Who's there?

Uh-oh.

Papa?

Papa, is that you?

Belle!

How did you find me?

Your hands are ice.

We need to get you home.

Belle, you must leave here

at once!

This castle is alive!

Now go, before he finds you!

Who?

Who's there?

Who are you?

Who are you?

I've come for my father.

Your father is a thief.

Liar!

He stole a rose.

I asked for the rose.

Punish me, not him.

No!

He means forever.

Apparently, that's what

happens around here

when you pick a flower.

A life sentence for a rose?

I received

eternal damnation for one.

I'm merely locking him away.

Now, do you still wish

to take your father's place?

Come into the light.

Choose.

Belle, I won't

let you do this.

I lost your mother.

I won't lose you, too.

Now, go.

Go!

All right, Papa. I'll leave.

I need a minute alone with him.

Are you so cold-hearted...

you won't allow a daughter

to kiss her father goodbye?

Forever can spare a minute.

When this door closes,

it will not open again.

I should have been with you.

Oh, no, no.

Belle, listen to me.

It's all right.

Now go.

Live your life.

And forget me.

Forget you?

Everything I am

is because of you.

I love you, Belle.

Don't be afraid.

I love you too, Papa.

I'm not afraid.

And I will escape. I promise.

What?

You took his place.

He's my father.

He's a fool.

And so are you.

Belle...

Papa!

Don't hurt him!

- Papa!

- No!

I'll come back!

I promise!

Forgive my intrusion,

mademoiselle...

but I have come to escort you

to your room.

My room?

- But I thought...

- Oh, what?

That "Once this door closes

it will not open again"?

I know.

He gets so dramatic.

Hello.

Ooh!

Oh, you are very strong.

This is a great quality.

What are you?

I am Lumire!

And you can talk?

Well, of course he can talk.

It's all he ever does.

Now, Lumire,

as head of the household...

I demand that you put her

back in her cell at once.

What do you want to be

for the rest of your life, Cogsworth?

A man, or a mantle clock?

Ready, miss?

- Trust me.

- Oh...

You must forgive

first impressions.

I hope you are

not too startled.

Why would I be startled?

I'm talking to a candle.

Candelabra, please.

Enormous difference.

But consider me at your service.

The castle is your home now...

so feel free to go

anywhere you like.

Except the west wing.

Which we do not have.

Why? What's in the west wing?

- Oh, nothing.

- Nothing.

- Storage space.

- Storage space.

- That's it.

- That's it.

Yes, that's it.

This way, please.

To the east wing.

Or as I like to call it,

the only wing.

Watch your step,

s'il vous plat!

Welcome to your new home.

It's modest, but comfortable.

It's beautiful.

But of course!

Master wanted you to have

the finest room in the castle.

Oh, dear.

We were not expecting guests.

Enchante, mademoiselle.

Don't worry.

I'll have this place spotless

in no time.

This plan of yours

is dangerous.

I would risk anything

to kiss you again, Plumette.

No, my love. I've been

burned by you before.

We must be strong.

How can I be strong

when you make me so weak?

Is everything here alive?

Hello. What's your name?

That is a hairbrush.

Do not be alarmed.

This is just your wardrobe.

Meet Madame De Garderobe.

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