Beauty and the Beast (1991)
Paige O'Hara: Belle
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Quotes
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Beast : [struggling] You came back.
Belle : Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... oh, this is all my fault!
[Belle cradles the Beast's head]
Belle : If only I had gotten here sooner.
Beast : Maybe... it's better... it's better this way.
Belle : [Belle tries to silence him] Don't talk like that! You'll be alright. We're together now; everything's going to be fine, you'll see.
Beast : At least... at least I got to see you... one last time.
[Beast dies from his injuries and blood loss]
Belle : No, No! Please--please--please don't leave me.
[Belle begins to sob]
Belle : I love you!
[the last rose petal falls]
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[Belle is washing the Beast's wounds]
Beast : [roars] That hurts!
Belle : If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!
Beast : Well, if you hadn't have run away, this wouldn't have happened.
Belle : If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away.
[Belle folds her arms in anger]
Beast : [pause] Well, you shouldn't have been in the west wing!
Belle : Well, you should learn to control your temper!
[pause]
Belle : [the Beast's servants glare at him in agreement] Now, hold still. This might sting a little.
[presses cloth to wound; the beast growls in pain]
Belle : By the way, thank you for saving my life.
Beast : [stops growling] You're welcome.
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Belle : [singing] 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.
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Gaston : This is the day your dreams come true.
Belle : What do you know about my dreams, Gaston?
Gaston : Plenty! Here. Picture this. A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have six or seven.
Belle : Dogs?
Gaston : No, Belle. Strapping boys like me.
Belle : Imagine that.
Gaston : Do you know who that little wife will be?
Belle : Let me think.
Gaston : You, Belle.
Belle : Gaston, I'm-I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say.
Gaston : Say you'll marry me.
Belle : I'm very sorry, Gaston but-- but I just don't deserve you!
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Belle : [singing] 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.
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Prince Adam : Belle, it's me!
[Belle stares into his eyes for a minute]
Belle : [smiles after realizing that Beast is still alive] It is you!
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Beast : [pounds on Belle's door yelling] I thought I told you to come down to dinner!
Belle : I'm not hungry.
Beast : [yelling to Belle] You'll come out or I'll-I'll-I'll break down the door!
Lumiere : Master, I could be wrong, but that might not be the best way to win the girl's affections.
Cogsworth : Please, attempt to be a gentlemen.
Beast : But she's being so difficult.
Mrs. Potts : Gently, gently.
Beast : [calmly, dejected] Will you come down to dinner?
Belle : No!
Beast : [points at door] Hmm?
Cogsworth : Suave, genteel.
Beast : [suavely] It would give me great pleasure...
[tries to hold in his anger]
Beast : ...if you would join me for dinner.
Cogsworth : [clears throat and mutters] And we say please.
Beast : [dejected] Please.
Belle : No, thank you.
Beast : [yells] You can't stay in there forever!
Belle : Yes, I can.
Beast : [yells] Fine! Then go ahead and starve!
[he turns to the objects]
Beast : If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all!
[storms down through the hallway and slams the door behind him]
Mrs. Potts : Oh, dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?
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Gaston : [Gaston jumps in front of Belle] Hello, Belle.
Belle : Bonjour, Gaston.
[Gaston takes her book and rudely reads through it]
Belle : Gaston, may I have my book, please?
Gaston : How can you read this? There's no pictures!
Belle : Well, some people use their imagination.
Gaston : [Tosses the book in the puddle and Belle picks it back up] Belle, it's about time you got your head out of those books and paid attention to more important things. Like me.
[Gaston smiles at Belle and the Bimbettes sigh at Gaston]
Gaston : The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking.
Belle : Gaston, you are positively primeval.
Gaston : Why, thank you, Belle. What do you say you and me take a walk over to the tavern and take a look at my trophies?
Belle : Maybe some other time.
Bimbette : What's wrong with her? She's crazy! He's gorgeous!
Belle : Please, Gaston, I can't. I have to get home to help my father. Goodbye.
Lefou : That crazy old loon! He needs all the help he can get.
[Gaston and Lefou both laugh at Belle]
Belle : Don't talk about my father that way!
Gaston : Yeah, don't talk about her father that way!
[Pounds Lefou's head]
Belle : My father's not crazy. He's a genius!
[Belle's house blows and she runs home while Gaston and Lefou continue to laugh and he accidently slaps Lefou]
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Beast : [upon catching Belle in the forbidden west wing] Why did you come here?
Belle : I'm-I'm sorry.
Beast : I warned you never to come here!
Belle : I didn't mean any harm.
Beast : [yells] Do you realize what you could've done?
[throws a table]
Belle : [cowering] Please! Stop!
Beast : Get out!
Belle : [dashes out of the room] No!
Beast : [yelling, while throwing and smashing more furniture] Get out!
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Belle : I-Is anyone here?
Maurice : Belle?
Belle : Papa!
[Grabs torch and kneels down to Maurice]
Maurice : H-H-How did you find me?
Belle : Oh, your hands are like ice. We have to get you out of here.
[Maurice coughs]
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.
Beast : [the Beast Enters the room and Belle drops her torch in the puddle] What are you doing here?
Maurice : Run, Belle!
Belle : [in the darkness] 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 : [Yelling] 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 : [to herself] 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 : [to the Beast] If I did, would you let him go?
Beast : Yes, but you must promise to stay here forever.
Belle : Come into the light.
[the Beast steps in the castle light to reveal himself; Belle gasps and turns away]
Maurice : No, Belle! I won't let you do this!
[Belle looks at him, then rises]
Belle : You have my word.
Beast : Done!
[Belle kneels to the floor, sobbing]
Maurice : No Belle, listen to me. I'm old, I've lived my life.
[the Beast grabs Maurice and drags him off]
Belle : Wait!
Maurice : Belle!
Belle : Wait!
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Belle : [from deleted "Human Again" sequence]
[Belle is reading "Romeo and Juliet" to the Beast]
Belle : "There never was a story of more woe, than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
Beast : [smiling] Hmm. Could you read it again?
Belle : Well, here.
[Belle hands him the storybook]
Belle : Why don't you read it to me?
Beast : Uhh.
[he takes the book]
Beast : Alright.
[he flips through the pages and tries to read but quietly stutters]
Beast : [sighs] I can't.
Belle : [softly] You mean you never learned?
Beast : I learned, a little. It's just been *so long*.
Belle : Well here, I'll help you.
[Belle takes back the book and sets it on the table; she flips through the pages]
Belle : Let's start here.
Beast : Okay.
[he reads]
Beast : "Twoe"?
Belle : "Two".
Beast : "Two". I knew that.
[the Beast keeps reading]
Beast : "Two households..."
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Belle : Papa?
[as she enters the cellar door full of smoke and Maurice is stuck in the barrel breaking out]
Maurice : How on earth did that stupid, dog--gone it!
[Pulls out the barrel rim but his underwear shows and quickly pulls his pants back up]
Belle : Are you alright, Papa?
Maurice : I'm, I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk.
[Kicks the machine]
Belle : You always say that!
Belle : I mean it this time: I'll never get this boneheaded contraption to work!
Maurice : Yes you will, and you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow.
[Maurice frowns]
Belle : And become a world famous inventor.
Maurice : [gently] You really believe that?
Belle : I always have.
Maurice : [relents as he returns to his work on the machine] Well, what are we waiting for? I'll have this thing fixed in no time! Hand me that dog legged clincher there.
Maurice : So, did you have a good time in town today?
Belle : I got a new book. Papa, do you think I'm odd?
Maurice : [Maurice comes out from under his machine] My daughter? Odd? Huh! Where would you get an idea like that?
Belle : Oh, I don't know. It's just that I'm not sure I'd 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 alright, and rude, and conceited and... Papa, he's not for me.
Maurice : Well, don't you worry, 'cause this new invention's gonna be the start of a new life for us. I think that's done it. Now, let's give it a try.
[Maurice pulls the machine's lever and the axe automatically chops a log and throws it to the other side of the room]
Maurice : It works!
Belle : It does?
[another log flies to the other side of the room]
Belle : It does!
Belle : You did it! You really did it!
Maurice : Hitch up Philippe, girl! I'm off to the fair!
[Then a log hits Maurice and knocks him dizzy. The next scene shows Belle waving goodbye while Maurice rides his cart with Phillippe]
Belle : Goodbye Papa! Good luck!
Maurice : Goodbye Belle! An, and take care while I'm gone!
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Bookseller : Ah, Belle.
Belle : Good morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed
[hands book to bookseller]
Bookseller : Finished already?
Belle : Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new?
Bookseller : Ha ha. Not since yesterday.
[puts book away]
Belle : That's alright. I'll borrow...
[grabs book]
Belle : This one.
Bookseller : That one? But you've read it twice.
Belle : Well, it's my favorite. Far off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise.
Bookseller : [chuckles] If you like it all that much, it's yours.
[hands book to Belle]
Belle : But sir...
Bookseller : I insist.
Belle : Well, thank you. Thank you very much.
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Belle : Papa, do you think I'm odd?
Maurice : My daughter? Odd? Where would you get an idea like that?
Belle : Oh, I don't know. It's just that I'm not sure I'd 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 alright, and rude, and conceited and... papa, he's not for me.
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Belle : Is anyone here?
Maurice : Belle?
Belle : Papa.
[Grabs torch and kneels down to Maurice]
Maurice : H-how did you find me?
Belle : Oh, your hands are like ice. We need 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.
