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: [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
] Will you come down to dinner? Belle
: No! Beast
: [points at door
] Hmm? Cogsworth
: Ah-ah-ah, suave, genteel. Beast
] It would give me great pleasure...
[tries to hold in his anger
: if you would join me for dinner. Cogsworth
: [clears throat and mutters
] We say please. Beast
: Please? Belle
: No, thank you! Beast
] You can't stay in there forever! Belle
: Yes, I can! Beast
] Fine! Then go ahead and *starve!* 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?
: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm... Well, look at me! Mrs. Potts
: Oh, must help her to see past all that. Beast
: I don't know how. Mrs. Potts
: Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up. Try to act like a gentleman.
[Beast stands up straighter
: Ah, yes. When she comes in give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come, show me the smile.
[Beast gives a big, forced smile
] Mrs. Potts
: But don't frighten the poor girl!
: Pardon me, Master... Beast
: Leave me in peace. Mrs. Potts
: But sir, the castle is under attack! Villagers
: [singing outside and trying to knock the door down
] Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast! Lumiere
: [All the objects are trying to hold the door closed
] This isn't working. Featherduster
: Oh Lumiere. We must do *something*. Lumiere
: Wait, I know! Villagers
: [Still singing outside
] Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast! Mrs. Potts
: What should we do, Master? Beast
: It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
[giving Beast advice on how to impress Belle
: Impress her with your rapier wit. Mrs. Potts
: But be gentle. Lumiere
: Shower her with compliments. Mrs. Potts
: But be sincere. Lumiere
: And above all... Mrs. Potts
: You must control your temper!
] Well, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before. Chip
: What? Mrs. Potts
] There may be something there that wasn't there before. Chip
: *What's* there, Mama? Mrs. Potts
: Shh. I'll tell you when you're older.
: Mama, there's a *girl* in the castle! Mrs. Potts
: Now Chip, I'll not have you making up such wild stories. Chip
: Really, mama, I *saw* her! Mrs. Potts
: Not another word, into the tub. Chip
: [Mrs. Potts lifts Chip into the tub
] But... What? Featherduster
: A girl! I saw a girl in the castle! Featherduster
: [Chip emerges from the water in the tub
: See? I told ya.
: Be... our... guest, be our guest, put our service to the test / Tie your napkin round your waist, cheri, and let us provide the rest / Soup du jour? Hors d'oeuvres? Why, we only live to serve / Try the gray stuff, it's delicious! Don't believe me? Ask the dishes! / They can sing, they can dance, after all, Miss, this is France / And a dinner here is never second best / Come on, unfold our menu, / Take a glance and then you / will be our guest / Oui, our guest, Be our guest! Lumiere
: [Chorus joins in
] Beef ragoune, cheese soufflé, pie and pudding en flambé / We'll prepare and serve with flair, a culinary cabaret / You're alone and you're scared, but the banquet's all prepared / No one's gloomy or complaining, while the flatware's entertaining / We tell jokes, I do tricks, with my fellow candlesticks / And it's all in perfect taste, that you can bet! / Come on and fill your glass / You've won your own free pass / To be our guest / If you're stressed, it's fine dining we suggest! Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest! Lumiere
: Life is so unnerving, for a servant who's not serving / He's not whole, without a soul, to wait upon! Ah, those good old days when we were useful... suddenly those good old days are gone / Ten years we've been rusting, needing so much more than dusting / Needing exercise, a chance to use our skill! / Most days, we just lay around the castle / Flabby fat and lazy, then you walked in and oops-a-daisy! Mrs. Potts
: It's a guest! It's a guest! Sakes alive and I'll be blessed! / Wine's been poured, and thank the Lord I've had the napkins freshly pressed / With dessert, she'll want tea, and my dear, that's fine with me / While the cups do their soft-shoeing I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing / I'll get warm, piping hot... Heaven's sakes, is that a spot? / Clean it up! We want the company impressed! / We've got a lot to do! / Is it one lump or two? / For our guest! She's our guest! Chorus
: Be our guest! Be our guest! Our command is your request! / It's been ten years since we had anybody here, and we're obsessed! / With your meal, with your ease, yes indeed, we aim to please / While the candlelight's still glowing, let us help you, we'll keep going... Lumiere
, Mrs. Potts
: Course by course! One by one! / Till you shout "Enough! I'm done!" / And we send you off to sleep as you digest! / Tonight, you'll prop your feet up / But for now let's eat up / Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest! Please be our guest!
: Listen Belle... Belle
: Yes? Sora
: [Beast is trying to find the right words
] Say it! Lumiere
: Go on! Donald
: C'mon! Mrs. Potts
: You can do it! Cogsworth
: We have confidence Goofy
: Don't be bashful now Beast
: [he turns back to Belle again
] Belle, I'd like you to stay... With me... Please? Belle
: [she smiles at him
] I will
: Are you sure you want to go through with this, sir? You do have a very full wardrobe as it is. Mr. Burns
: Yes, but not completely full, for you see... /
] Mr. Burns
: Some men hunt for sport, others hunt for food. The only thing I'm hunting for, is an outfit that looks good... / See... my... Vest. See my vest. / Made from real gorilla chest. / See this sweater, there's no better, than authentic Irish Setter. / See this hat? 'Twas my cat, / My evening wear vampire bat. / These white slippers are albino African endangered rhino. / Grizzly bear underwear, / Turtle's necks I've got my share. / Beret of Poodle on my noodle I shall rest. / Try my red robin suit, it comes one breast or two. / See my vest. See my vest. See my vest. / Like my loafers? Former gophers, / It was that or skin my chauffeurs / but a greyhound fur tuxedo would be best. / So let's prepare these dogs... Mrs. Potts
: Kill two for matching clogs. Mr. Burns
: See my vest, see my vest, oh please won't you see... my... Vest! I really like the vest. Smithers
: I gathered, yeah... Lisa
: He's gonna make a tuxedo out of our puppies! Bart
: [still humming the tune
] Na na na na na na naa naaaa... Lisa
: Bart! Bart
: Sorry... You gotta admit it's catchy.