(BEAST leads BELLE to her room. As they proceed, BELLE begins to lag behind.
She looks at the hideous sculptures on the walls and the light casting shadows
on them. Frightened, she gasps and runs to catch up with BEAST, who is carrying
LUMIERE as a light source. BEAST looks back at BELLE, and sees a tear form at
the corner of her eye.)

LUMIERE: Say something to her.
BEAST: Hmm? Oh. (To BELLE) I...um...hope you like it here. (He looks
at LUMIERE for approval. He motions BEAST to continue.) The
castle is your home now, so you can go anywhere you wish, except
the West Wing.
BELLE: (looking intrigued) What's in the West Wing?
BEAST: (stopping angrily) It's forbidden!

(BEAST continues, and BELLE reluctantly follows. Cut to int. of BELLE's room,
dark. The door opens and light spills in.)

BEAST: (Tenderly) Now, if there's anything you need, my servants will
attend you.
LUMIERE: (whispering in his ear) Dinner--invite her to dinner.
BEAST: (Growing angry) You...will join me for dinner. That's not a
request!
(BEAST leaves, slamming the door behind him. BELLE, terrified, runs over to the
bed and flings herself onto it, finally breaking down and crying. Fade to
tavern in the town.)

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 I
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!!!!!!!
(The OLD CRONIES have picked up the chair and carry GASTON around in it. LEFOU
tries to flee, but they toss the chair into its normal place, and LEFOU is
pinned underneath. MAURICE bursts in frantically)

MAURICE: Help! Someone help me!
OLD MAN: Maurice?
MAURICE: Please! Please, I need your help! He's got her. He's got her
locked in the dungeon.
LEFOU: Who?
MAURICE: Belle. We must go. Not a minute to lose!
GASTON: Whoa! Slow down, Maurice. Who's got Belle locked in a dungeon?
MAURICE: A beast! A horrible, monstrous beast!
(MAURICE has gone from person to person, pleading his case, until he is thrown
at the feet of GASTON. A moment of silence, then the OLD CRONIES begin to laugh
and mock him.)
CRONY 1: Is it a big beast?
MAURICE: Huge!
CRONY 2: With a long, ugly snout?
MAURICE: Hideously ugly!
CRONY 3: And sharp, cruel fangs?
MAURICE: Yes, yes. Will you help me?
GASTON: All right, old man. We'll help you out.
MAURICE: You will? Oh thank you, thank you!

(The OLD CRONIES pick up MAURICE and help him out by throwing him through the
door.)

CRONY 1: Crazy old Maurice. He's always good for a laugh!
GASTON: (Very pensive) Crazy old Maurice, hmm? Crazy old Maurice. Hmmm?
Lefou, I'm afraid I've been thinking.
(LEFOU is still under the chair.)
LEFOU: A dangerous pastime--
GASTON: (finishing line) I know,
But that wacky old coot is Belle's father
And his sanity's only so-so

Now the wheels in my head have been turning
Since I looked at that loony old man
See I promised myself I'd be married to Belle,
And right now I'm evolving a plan!
(GASTON picks LEFOU out from under the chair and holds his head close, and
whispers)
GASTON: If I...(whisper)
LEFOU: Yes?
GASTON: Then I...(whisper)
LEFOU: No, would she?
GASTON: (whispering)...GUESS!
LEFOU: Now I get it!
BOTH: Let's go!
(They begin a waltz around the floor as they sing)
BOTH: No one plots like Gaston, takes cheap shots like Gaston
LEFOU: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston
ALL: So his marriage we soon'll be celebrating!
My what a guy, Gaston!!!
(Camera zooms out through window to snow covered square, empty except for
MAURICE)
MAURICE: (to no one in particular) Will no one help me?

(Fade back to the bedroom of the castle where BELLE is still crying. There is a
'clink clink clink' at the door. She gets up and walks over to open the door.
MRS. POTTS enters with CHIP and their entourage.)

BELLE: Who is it?
MRS. POTTS: (from outside the door) Mrs. Potts, dear. (Door opens.) I
thought you might like a spot of tea.
BELLE: (amazed at the fact that she is listening to a walking tea set)
But you...ah...but...I--
(BELLE bumps into the WARDROBE)
WARDROBE: Oof. Careful!
BELLE: (sits on bed) This is impossible--
WARDROBE: (leans 'shoulder' on bed, popping other end and BELLE into the
air) I know it is, but here we are!
CHIP: (as sugar and cream are being poured into him) Told ya she was
pretty, mama, didn't I?
MRS. POTTS: All right, now, Chip. That'll do. (CHIP hops over to
BELLE, who is sitting on the floor) Slowly, now. Don't spill!
BELLE: Thank you. (She picks up CHIP, and is about to take a sip of
tea.)
CHIP: (To BELLE) Wanna see me do a trick? (CHIP takes a big breath,
then puffs out his cheeks and blows bubbles out the top of the
cup.)
MRS. POTTS: (admonishingly) Chip!
CHIP: (looking guilty) Oops. Sorry.
MRS. POTTS: (To BELLE) That was a very brave thing you did, my dear.
WARDROBE: We all think so.

And the Beast is here to reherse too!

and once again, so is belle! phew, being at two rehersals at once is exhausting! lol.

Naomi x

Sorry guys but we really got to crankit up if we want to get this done!

GG

Maurice/Silly Girl (wow! and in the same scene too! boy, am I talented! ) has arrived.

~Arwen~

One of the Bimbettes is here! Fun! *rehearses*

-Lissie