Beauty and the Beast (I) (2017)
Ewan McGregor: Lumière
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Quotes
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Cogsworth : When the Master finds out you have disobeyed his orders, he will blame *me*!
Lumière : Yes, I will make sure of it, But don't you see, this is the girl we have been waiting for! This is the one who will break the spell!
Cogsworth : You know she will never love him.
Lumière : A broken clock is right two times a day, mon ami. But this is not one of those times.
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Lumière : [to Belle, releasing her from her cell] Forgive my intrusion, mademoiselle. But I have come to escort you to your room.
Belle : [picks up a stool to use as a weapon, suspiciously] My room? But I thought...
Lumière : Oh, what?
[imitates the Beast]
Lumière : 'That once this door closes, it will not open again!'
[groans]
Lumière : I know! He gets so dramatic.
[Belle finally exits her cell and sees Lumiere for the first time]
Lumière : Hello!
[a frightened Belle gasps and Lumiere falls. Belle hits him with her stool and shrieks]
Lumière : [recovers and relights his flames] Oh, you are very strong! This is a great quality!
Belle : [still frightened] What are you?
Lumière : I am Lumiere!
Belle : [confused] And... you can talk?
Cogsworth : [appears] Well, of course he can *talk*! It's all he ever does!
[huffs]
Cogsworth : Now Lumiere, as head of the household, I demand that you put her back in her cell at once!
Lumière : [whispers] What do you want to be for the rest of your life, Cogsworth? A man or a mantle clock?
Lumière : [to Belle] Ready, miss?
Lumière : [to Cogsworth] Trust me.
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Lumière : Sacre bleu! Invaders!
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Belle : [to Lumiere] What happens when the last petal falls?
Lumière : The master remains a beast forever and we become...
Mrs. Potts : [sadly] Antiques!
Lumière : Knick-knacks.
Plumette : Lightly-used housewares.
Cogsworth : Rubbish. We become rubbish.
Belle : I want to help you. There must be some way to break the curse.
Cogsworth : Well, there is one.
[Lumiere hits him]
Mrs. Potts : It's not for you to worry about, lamb. We've made our bed, and we must lie in it.
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Beast : [to Belle, gruffly] You'll join me for dinner. That's not a request.
Mrs. Potts : Gently, Master. The girl lost her father *and* her freedom in one day.
Lumière : Yes, the poor thing is probably in there scared to death.
Belle : [Unbeknownst to them, Belle has turned her pink gown into a rope so she can escape. The Beast knocks on her bedroom door again, softly this time; nervously] Just a minute.
Lumière : You see? There she is. Now remember: Be gentle.
Mrs. Potts : Kind.
Plumette : Mmm, charming.
Cogsworth : Sweet!
Lumière : And when she opens the door, give her a dashing, debonaire smile! Come, come, show me the smile!
Cogsworth : [the Beast gives a wide smile, showing his monstrous teeth. The servants react in fright] Oh, dear!
Plumette : Oh, no!
Beast : [his smile vanishes; he gathers himself and pretends to be gracious] Will you join me for dinner?
[He turns away and shakes his head at the servants as if to say, "This'll never work"]
Belle : You've taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?
Plumette : [the Beast becomes visibly enraged; the servants back away in fear] Uh-oh! He's losing it!
Cogsworth : Oh, dear!
Beast : [pounds on Belle's door, yelling] I told you to join me for dinner!
Belle : And I told you no!
Madame Garderobe : [awakens startled] Oh, what time is it? What's happening?
Belle : I'd *starve* before I ever ate with you!
Beast : [roaring] Well, be my guest! Go ahead and starve!
[to Lumiere]
Beast : If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat *at all*!
[storms off]
Beast : Idiots!
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[the castle staff turn into regular objects]
Lumière : [holds her in his arms] Plumette? Plumette! Oh, my darling, Plumette. Oh, no.
Madame Garderobe : Maestro, you were so brave. Goodbye, mi amor.
Maestro Cadenza : Amore. No! Don't leave me.
[Froufrou falls down]
Mrs. Potts : Chip! Chip! Have you seen Chip? He ran off. Where is my little boy?
Cogsworth : Lumiere, I... I can't... speak...!
Lumière : [sadly] It's alright, Cogsworth.
Cogsworth : I can't... Lumiere... my friend... it was an honor to serve... with you.
Lumière : The honor... was mine.
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Lumière : [tries food] I have no taste buds, but I can tell this is exquisite!
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Plumette : Enchantée, mademoiselle.
[She begins to dust the East Wing room]
Plumette : Don't worry. I'll have this place spotless in no time.
[She flies over to Lumiere]
Plumette : [to Lumiere] This plan of yours is dangerous.
Lumière : I would risk anything to kiss you again, Plumette.
Plumette : No, my love. I've been burned by you before. We must be strong.
Lumière : How can I be strong when you make me so weak?
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Lumiere : Maestro, your wife is upstairs, finding it harder and harder to stay awake! She's counting on you to help us break this curse!
Maestro Cadenza : Then I shall play through the dental pain!
Cogsworth : Maestro, play quietly, please.
Maestro Cadenza : Oh, quiet, sotta voce.
[laughs]
Maestro Cadenza : Of course. Are there any other tasteless demands you would like to make on my artistry?
Cogsworth : No, that's it.
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[the Beast enters the dining room and sees a dinner plate on his side. He sits down and sees another plate set up across from him. He pushes away the plate in a fit of rage]
Beast : [roars] *Lumiere*!
[Lumière and Cogsworth get startled]
Lumière : [turns to Cogsworth] Be calm. Let me do the talking.
[the Beast bursts through the door]
Beast : You're making her dinner?
Lumière : We thought you might appreciate the company.
Cogsworth : Master, I just want to assure you that I had no part of this hopeless plan. Preparing her dinner, designing a gown for her, giving her a suite in the East Wing...
Beast : You gave her a bedroom?
Cogsworth : No, no, no! *He* gave her the bedroom.
Lumière : Well, this is true. But, if this girl is the one who can break the spell, then maybe you can start by using dinner to charm her.
[turns to Cogsworth, bonks]
Lumière : Good thinking, Cogsworth.
Cogsworth : What?
Beast : That's the most ridiculous idea I've ever heard. Charm the prisoner.
Lumière : But you must try, master. With every passing day, we become less human.
Beast : She's the *daughter* of a common thief. What kind of person do you think that makes her?
Mrs. Potts : Now you can't judge people by who their father is, now can you?
[the Beast sighs]
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Cogsworth : 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 : [shocked] You what?
Lumière : Master, how could you do that?
Beast : I had to.
Cogsworth : But why?
Mrs. Potts : Because he loves her.
Lumière : Then why are we not human?
Cogsworth : Because she doesn't love him. And now, it's too late.
Plumette : [hopefully] But she might 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.
