Beauty and the Beast by Walt Disney

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 21st 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? 

Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures! 
Belle: Well, some people use their imagination. 


Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster. 
Belle: He's no monster, Gaston, *you* are! 

- In Disney's Beauty and the Beast the huge focus is obviously what is on the inside rather than physical appearance of the characters. In this specific quote, Gaston the stereotypical strong good looking man is the monster and the beast is being defended by his soon to be love, Belle. The main idea of the story is that beauty is only skin deep and the word monster is described not by someone's looks but instead by the way someone acts. 

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] Will you come down to dinner? 
Belle: No! 
Beast: [points at door] Hmm? 
Cogsworth: Ah-ah-ah, 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] We say please. 
Beast: 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!* 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


Belle: 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: 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: 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 reveals 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! 

- The two quotes above show the beginning of the story before the character development of the beast. The quote shows both his anger and inability to interact with others due to his lack of confidence in himself always feeling threatened by others in some way. We eventually learn that throughout the story realizes that Belle will love him not for his appearance but for his gentle and warm loving heart. 

Villagers: [singing] We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least... 

Beast: You - You came back. 
Belle: Of course I came back. I couldn't let them... Oh, this is all my fault. If only I'd gotten here sooner. 
Beast: Maybe... it's better - it's better this way. 
Belle: Don't talk like that. You'll be all right. We're together now. Everything's going to be fine, you'll see. 
Beast: At-at least... I got to see you... one last time. 

[the Beast Dies
Belle: No, No Please, Please, Please don't leave me. 
[Sobbing
Belle: I love you. 
[the Last Rose Petal Falls


[Belle is washing the Beast's wounds
Beast: [roaring] Aaargh! 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! 
Beast: Well *you* shouldn't have been in the west *wing*! 
Belle: Well, you should learn to control your temper. 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. 


Gaston: It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting *ideas*, and *thinking*...

Cogsworth: Well Your Highness, I must say everything is going just swimmingly. I knew you had it in you, ha ha! 
Beast: I let her go. 
Cogsworth: Yes, yes, splen - You... what? How could you do that? 
Beast: I had to. 
Cogsworth: Yes, but, but, but... but... why? 
Beast: Because... I love her. 


Lumiere: Ma chère mademoiselle. It is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight. And now, we invite to relax, let us pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents... your dinner. 

Beast: [singing] She glanced this way, I thought I saw... And when we touched, she didn't shudder at my paw. No, it can't be; I'll just ignore... But then, she's never looked at me that way before...