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:
Pleeease, at-tempt to be a gentlemen.
Beast:
But, she's being so DIFFICULT!
Mrs. Potts:
Gently, gently.
Beast:
[calmly, dejected]
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:
[dejected]
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 STAAAAAAAAAAAAARVE!
[he turns to the objects]
Beast:
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]
Mrs. Potts:
Oh dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?
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