Gaston:
I am done playing this game of yours. Where is Belle?
Maurice:
The Beast took her and she...
Gaston:
There are no such things as beasts, or talking teacups, or magic! But there are *wolves*, frostbite, and starvation!
LeFou:
[stands up]
Deep breaths, Gaston. Deep breaths.
[Gaston breathes deeply, then turns to Maurice]
Gaston:
So, why don't we just turn around, go back to Villeneuve? I'm sure Belle is at home, cooking up a lovely dinner.
Maurice:
If you think I've made all this up, then why did you offer to help?
Gaston:
BECAUSE I WANT TO MARRY YOUR DAUGHTER! Now, let's go home.
Maurice:
Belle is not at home! She is with the...
Gaston:
[grabs Maurice]
You say "beast" one more time, I WILL FEED YOU TO THE WOLVES!
LeFou:
[pulling him away from Maurice]
Gaston! Stop it! Breathe, think happy thoughts, go back to the war, bloods, explosions, countless widows.
Gaston:
Widows...
LeFou:
Yes, yes. That's it...
[Gaston calms down. LeFou taps his nose]
LeFou:
That's it.
[Gaston turns to Maurice, smiling. Maurice recoils]
Gaston:
Maurice! Please forgive me, old bean. That's no way to talk to my future father-in-law, now is it?
Maurice:
Future father-in-law?
Gaston:
Yeah.
Maurice:
*You* will *never* marry my *daughter*.
LeFou:
[Beat. Then Gaston furiously punches Maurice in the face, knocking him out]
I saw that coming.
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