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. COATRACK 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 relit 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 POV 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.）
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
（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.）