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ASL Interpreted Beauty and the Beast at Hollywood Studios


[bell tolls] [ ♪ Prologue ♪ ] 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. 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. 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. If he could learn to love another, and earn their love in return, 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? [ ♪ Belle (Little Town) ♪ ] Belle: Little town… it’s a quiet village. Every day like the one before… Little town, full of little people… Waking up to say… Villager: Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! Belle: There goes the baker with his tray, like always; The same old bread and rolls to sell. Every morning just the same, since the morning that we came to this poor provincial town-
Baker: Good morning, Belle! Belle: Good morning, monsieur! Baker: Where are you off to?
Belle: The bookshop. I just finished reading the most wonderful story! It’s about a beanstalk, and an ogre, and an-
Baker: (interrupting) That’s nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up! Women: Look, there she goes, that girl is so peculiar; I wonder if she’s feeling well? Men: With a dreamy, far-off look; And her nose stuck in a book; Villagers: What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle. Belle: 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… Villagers: Look, there she goes, the girl who’s strange but special; A most peculiar mademoiselle. Women: It’s a pity and a sin; Men: She doesn’t quite fit in. Villagers: Very different from the rest of us– She’s nothing like the rest of us– Yes, different from the rest of us is Belle! Gaston: D’oh… Step aside! Make way! Bonjour, Belle.
Belle: Bonjour, Gaston. Gaston: Who does she think she is?! Right from the moment when I met her, saw her… I said, “She’s gorgeous!” and I fell… Here in town there’s only she, who is beautiful as ME, So I’m making plans to woo and marry Belle. Perfection! (looking into mirror) Bonjour, mademoiselles. *laughing* [ ♪ Gaston ♪ ]
Men: No… one’s… slick as Gaston, no one’s quick as Gaston; Gaston: No one’s neck’s as incredibly thick as Gaston’s! Bimbettes: For there’s no one as burly or brawny! Gaston: As you see, I’ve got biceps to spare. Bimbettes: *sigh* Men: No one hits like Gaston, matches wits like Gaston; Gaston: In a spitting match, nobody spits like Gaston! I’m especially good at expectorating! Ptooey!
Men: Ten points for Gaston! 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! Hungh! (flexing) …Oops. *laughing* Bimbettes: Look there he goes, Gaston: (overlapping) Oh, I’m very strong.
Bimbettes: Isn’t he dreamy? Gaston: Physically, mentally…
Bimbettes: Monsieur Gaston; oh, he’s so cute! Gaston: No, you’re so cute! Bimbettes: Be still my heart, I’m hardly breathing!
Gaston: In, out… Belle: There must be more than this provincial life… Gaston: Just watch, I’m going to make Belle my wife! [ ♪ Belle ♪ ] Villagers: Look there she goes, this girl who’s strange but special;
Gaston: Where are you going? Villagers: A most peculiar mademoiselle. Villagers: It’s a pity and a sin; She doesn’t quite fit in. She really is a funny girl; A beauty but a funny girl; She really is a funny girl… that Belle!
(overlapping) Bonjour! Bonjour! Bonjour! [song ends] [cheers and applause] Gaston: *sing-song* Oh, Belle… Gaston: *laughing* So sorry ladies, not now; I have a wedding to plan. Meet me in the tavern, boys. It’s her big day, big day, big day, come on! Good. How ’bout it, Belle? Marry me.
Belle: Gaston! *giggle* *annoyed* May I have my book back, please? Gaston: It’s not right for a woman to read, Belle. Belle: You are positively primeval. Excuse me. Gaston: You WILL marry me, Belle! Today is the day all your dreams come true…! *maniacal laughter* Belle: *scoff* What could you possibly know about my dreams, Gaston?! [ ♪ Belle (Reprise) ♪ ] 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… [song ends] Narrator: Belle got more adventure than even she, in her wildest imagination, could have dreamt. For through a series of strange circumstances, she found herself held captive inside a dark and foreboding castle… inhabited by a very odd collection of characters. *distant growling* Cogsworth: Master will be furious if he finds out what we’re up to! Mrs. Potts: Well we don’t have to tell him, do we? Lumiere: There is nothing to worry about! Cogsworth: (sarcastically) Nooo, nothing. Just our entire future! Mrs. Potts: Oh, pish-posh! Mrs. Potts: Be our guest for dinner! Lumiere: We’ll keep it simple. Chip: What are you talking about? What’s going on? Come on, Mom…
Mrs. Potts: Come along, Chip, dear. Cogsworth: Ohhh dear. Lumiere: No need to worry!
Mrs. Potts: We’ll keep it simple. Chip: Hi! Cogsworth: Stop! Stop it, I say! Do you hear me? All of you! I said QUIET!!! If we’re going to do this… Then let’s do it. Lumiere: But of course! We must make them feel welcome! Esteemed madames and monsieurs, it is with deepest pride and greatest pleasure that we welcome you. And now we invite you to relax, pull up a chair, as the dining room proudly presents… Your dinner. Girls: *squealing* [ ♪ Be Our Guest ♪ ] Servants: Be our guest, be our guest, Put our service to the test! Tie your napkin ’round your neck, cherie, and we provide the rest. Soup du jour, hot hors d’oeuvres, Why, we only live to serve! Try the grey stuff; it’s delicious! Don’t believe me? Ask the dishes! They can sing, they can dance; After all ma’am, this is France! And the dinner here is never second-best. Go on unfold your menu,
Take a glance and then you’ll Be our guest, be our guest, be our guest! Beef ragout, cheese souffle,
Pie and pudding en flambe! 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, we do tricks
With our fellow candlesticks And it’s all in perfect taste,
That you can bet! Come on and lift 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! Female Interpreter: Focus. Nuh-uh. Life is so unnerving For a servant who’s not serving; He’s not whole without a soul to wait upon. All 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 skills! Most days we just lay around the castle… Flabby, fat, and lazy;
You walked in, and oops-a-daisy! It’s… a… guest! It’s a guest! Our command is your request! It’s ten years since we’ve had anybody here,
And we’re obsessed With your meal, with your ease,
Yes indeed, we aim to please. (with Lumiere) While the candlelight’s still glowing
Let us help you, we’ll keep going… Course… by… course,
One by one! ‘Til you shout, “Enough, I’m done!” Then we’ll sing 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! [song ends] [cheers and applause] *distant growling* Beast: Yaarrrhhh I am the master of this castle! *roaring* She’ll never see me as anything but a monster! *growling* *roaring* *roaring* Lumiere: Try to understand, Master. The poor girl has lost her father AND her freedom!– All in one day! Cogsworth: Need I remind you that your 21st birthday will be here soon? Beast: I know that! Lumiere: Perhaps she has come to break the spell! Mrs. Potts: Remember, you must learn to love another and earn their love in return. Beast: I know. Lumiere: And then, we might all be human again! Cogsworth: Yes, yes, human again! Oh, that’s good; oh, that’s very good. Mrs. Potts: How lovely!
Chip: A human again. Wow! Belle: *gasp* Oh…! Lumiere: *gasp*
Chip: Oh no… Belle: Wow…
Beast: I thought I told you never to come here! Belle: I just wanted to find out what was underneath the– Beast: It’s none of your BUSINESS! Belle: Please, stop! Beast: You shouldn’t have come to the west wing! Belle: And you should learn to control your temper! Beast: I’m… I can’t help it.
Belle: How do you know if you don’t even try? Cogsworth: Ehm… Lumiere: Say something nice to her. Mrs. Potts: TRY to act like a gentleman. Beast: I… I apologize. Belle: …Apology accepted. [ ♪ Something There ♪ ] Cogsworth: That’s it. Gently, gently. Beast: I… I’ve never felt this way before… Belle: There’s something sweet, and almost kind… But he was mean, and he was coarse, and unrefined… And now he’s dear, and so unsure; I wonder why I didn’t see it there before. Belle: Huh? Oh! *giggles* Belle: Oh no! Beast: 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… Belle: New… and bit alarming, Who’d have ever thought that this could be? True… that he’s no Prince Charming, But there’s something in him that I simply didn’t see! Lumiere: Well, who’d have thought?
Mrs. Potts: Well, bless my soul! Cogsworth: Well, who’d have known?
Mrs. Potts: Well, who indeed? Lumiere: And who’d have guessed they’d come together on their own? Mrs: Potts: It’s so peculiar! Mrs. Potts, Cogsworth, and Lumiere:
We’ll wait and see
A few days more; There may be something there that wasn’t there before! Cogsworth: You know, 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. [song ends] [cheers and applause] Gaston: Belle has turned me down for the last time. No one says no to Gaston! Rejected… It’s more than I can bear! Publicly humiliated… I am DISGRACED! Man: No! Please… Gaston: But… I have a plan. Someone has to protect our village. Kill the beast or he will kill… your children.
Women: *shouts of dismay* Women: No! Our children! Man: Come on, men! Let’s go get him! Man 2: Let’s kill him! Gaston: The beast will make off with your children. Villagers: *gasp* Gaston: He’ll come after them in the night!
Woman: No! Gaston: No one is safe until his head is mounted on my wall! I say we kill the beast!
Villagers: Kill him! [ ♪ The Mob Song ♪ ]
Gaston: We’re not safe until he’s dead, He’ll come stalking us at night; Set to sacrifice your children to his monstrous appetite. He’ll wreak havoc on our village if we let him wander free. So it’s time to take some action, boys; It’s time to follow me…! Through the mist, through the woods, through the darkness and the shadows; It’s a nightmare! But it’s one exciting ride. Say a prayer, then we’re there, at the drawbridge of a castle, and there’s something truly terrible inside. It’s a BEAST, he’s got fangs; razor sharp ones. Massive paws, killer claws, for the feast. Hear him roar, see him foam,
But we’re not coming home ’til he’s dead, Good and dead! Kill the beast!
Villagers: Kill him! Gaston: If you’re not with us, you’re against us. We will rid the village of this beast! Who’s with me?!
Villagers: I am! I am! I am! All: Light your torch, mount your horse,
Gaston: Screw your courage to the sticking place! Villagers: We’re counting on Gaston to lead the way! Through the mist, to a wood, Where within a haunted castle,
Something’s lurking that you don’t see every day! All: It’s a beast, one as tall as a mountain! Villagers: We won’t rest ’til he’s good and deceased. Sally forth, tally ho! Grab your sword, grab your bow;
Praise the lord and here we go! Gaston: We’ll lay siege to the castle and bring back his head. Take whatever booty you can find, but remember: The beast is MINE! Villagers: Hearts ablaze, banners high! Gaston: *laughing maniacally*
Villagers: We go marching into battle, Unafraid, although the danger just increased! Raise the flag, sing the song; Here we come, we’re fifty strong
And fifty Frenchmen can’t be wrong, Kill the beast! Kill the beast! All: Kill the beast! [song ends]
[thunder] Gaston: All right, men. You four, go that way. You two, come with me. That way. Whoa! Come on out, Beast! I know you’re here. Lumiere: Sacre bleu! Invaders! Cogsworth: Let me at ’em! Haha! Gaston: Don’t be a coward, Beast…! Beast: *roaring*
Gaston: Beast! Gaston: *grunt* Gaston: Face it, Beast- you’re a fool to think Belle could ever love a monster like you. Beast: Get out of here!!! Gaston: No! Gaston: Are you in love with her, Beast? Belle: Beast?
Beast: Belle! Belle: I tried to get here sooner! Gaston: It’s over, Beast!
Belle: No! Gaston: Belle is MINE! Belle: Stop!
Gaston: How could you be in love with a monster?! Belle: Please… Stop!
Gaston: When you could have someone like ME?! Gaston: Stop! He’s mine. Belle: Gaston! Belle: No! Beast: *roaring in pain* Beast: *roaring in pain* Belle: No! [song ends] Belle: *crying* Beast? Belle: *crying*
Beast: Belle… Beast: You came back…
Belle: Of course I came back, I couldn’t let them do this to you! Belle: I tried to warn you. *crying* Belle: This is all my fault. Beast: At least… I get to see you…
Belle: What? Beast: One… last… time. Belle: No! No, we’re together now. I won’t let you die! Beast: It’s… better, this way. Belle: No… *crying* Belle: No! Please! Belle: Please…! Don’t leave me! *sobbing* Belle: …I love you. [music starts] *thunder* *thunder* Prince: Belle! Prince: It’s me! Belle: …It IS you! [ ♪ Tale As Old As Time ♪ ] Mrs. Potts: Tale as old as time… True as it can be. Barely even friends, then somebody bends
Unexpectedly Just a little change,
Small to say the least Both a little scared,
Neither one prepared; Beauty and the Beast Chorus: Ever just the same, Chorus: Ever a surprise; Chorus: Ever as before, ever just as sure
As the sun will rise! Certain as the sun
Rising in the east Tale as old as time,
Song as old as rhyme; Beauty and the Beast ((My camera turned itself off. I’m sorry!)) [song ends]
[crowd cheering] [ ♪ Be Our Guest instrumental ♪ ] [music ends]

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