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All right! This has gone far enough! I'm in charge here and ...! |
Coming through! |
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Mrs. Potts pushes the teacart next to Maurice |
How would you like a nice spot of tea, sir? It will warm you up in no time. |
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No! No tea! He'll be here all night...no tea! |
There you are. |
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Who dared to disobey me? |
Oh dear! |
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Mama, you're not gonna believe what I saw...not in a million thousand years. Not in a trillion million thousand years! |
Yes, dear |
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No, really...this is the greatest thing...it's the thing that everybody's been waiting for...since...since...since...I don't know when! |
Alright Chip, what is it? |
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There's a girl in the castle! |
Bless my soul, wouldn't that be lovely? |
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But there is! I saw her! |
Now Chip, I'll not have you making up wild stories. Getting everyone's hopes up for no reason. |
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Who is it? |
It's Mrs. Potts, dear. I thought you might like some tea. |
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Come in. |
Nothing like a nice warm cup of tea to make the world seem a bit brighter. |
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But...you're...you're...! |
Mrs. Potts, dear. Very pleased to make your acquaintance. |
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You see! They've forgotten all about me. One can be and I quote, "The toast of Europe. The brightest star ever to grace the stage," but fall under one little spell-- |
Sssssh! |
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I'm sorry. This is just happening so fast. |
That was a very brave thing you did, my dear. |
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Cheer up, child. I know things may seem bleak right now, but you musn't despair. We're here to see you through. |
I'm going to miss my papa so much! |
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Cogsworth has a winding handle on his back and Mrs. Potts and Lumiere enter hurriedly |
Well, what is it? |
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Is dinner ready, Mrs. Potts? |
Just about. I haven't the foggiest idea what she likes to eat, so I've cooked up everything in the kitchen. |
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You tell him. |
I can't. |
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What do you mean it won't come off? It wasn't there last night when I went to bed. Where did it come from? Why is this happening to me? |
It's the spell, I'm afraid. |
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I know, my friend. But you are not alone. |
We're all in this together. |
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I told her to come down! What's taking so long? |
Try to be patient, sir. The girl has lost her father and her freedom all in one day. |
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Good! So...you fall in love with her, she falls in love with you and poof! The spell is broken! We'll be human again by midnight! |
Lumiere, it's not that easy. These things take time. |
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He has a point. |
Shhh! Master, you must help her to see past all that. |
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I don't know how! |
Well, you could start by trying to make yourself more presentable. Straighten up! Try to act like a gentleman! |
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Impress her with your rapier wit. |
But be gentle. |
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Shower her with compliments. |
But be sincere. |
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But be sincere. |
And above all... |
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What??? |
You must control your temper! |
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So...you admit you're being a bully. |
Deep breaths, Master...deep breaths. |
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So, it appears. |
Well, what would you two have us do? Give up? I can't give up until I hear the sound of my boy's laughter as he runs through these halls again! |
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Oh dear...oh dear... |
I like this girl. I like her spunk. |
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Well, if you ask me, she was just being stubborn. After all, he did say 'please'. |
I think that may be the first time I've ever heard him use that word. |
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I believe you're right. |
You see! She's already starting to have a good influence on him! |
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Belle approaches after good influence on him line |
Oh there you are dearie. Glad to see you out and about. |
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Except that. |
Cogsworth! |
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Well, you heard what the Master said! |
Oh pish tosh! I'm not about to let the poor child go hungry! |