SCRIPT INTRO

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?

SCRIPT (BELLE)

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

SCRIPT (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

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 expectorating! 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")

ALL: My what a guy! Gaston!!!!!!!

SCRIPT (BEAST)

BELLE: What are they doing to him?

BEAST: He’s in trouble! BEAST: Then you must go to him. BELLE: What did you say? BEAST: You must go
to him. No time to waste. (GAVE BACK THE MIRROR) BEAST : No… you keep it with you. Then you’ll
always have a way to look back on me. BELLE: Thank you. COGSWORTH: Oh… Well, Master, I have had
my doubts, but everything is moving like clockwork. True love really does win the day! BEAST:I let her
go. COGSWORTH: You what? Master, how could you do that? BEAST: I had to. COGSWORTH: But why?
TEACUP: Because he loves her. COGSWORTH: Then why are we not human? LUMIERE: Because she
doesn’t love him. COGSWORTH: And now, it’s too late. TEACUP:But she might still come back. BEAST:
No. I set her free. I’m sorry I couldn’t do the same for all of you. Now, go. Our time is almost past.
LUMIERE: Come, my love. SONG: EVERMORE I was the one who had it all I was the master of my fate I
never needed anybody in my life I learned the truth too late I’ll never shake away the pain I close my
eyes but she’s still there I let her steal into my melancholy heart It’s more than I can bear Now I know
she’ll never leave me Even as she runs away She will still torment me Calm me, hurt me Move me, come
what may Wasting in my lonely tower Waiting by an open door I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in And be
with me for evermore I rage against the trials of love I curse the fading of the light Though she’s already
flown So far beyond my reach She’s never out of sight Now I know she’ll never leave me Even as she
fades from view She will still inspire me Be a part of everything I do Wasting in my lonely tower Waiting
by an open door I’ll fool myself she’ll walk right in And as the long, long nights begin I’ll think of all that
might have been Waiting here for evermore