Beauty and the Beast: The Enchanted Christmas (1997 Video)
Robby Benson: Beast
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Quotes
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Lumiere : [Beast glumly walks away as Lumiere sees the present that Belle left for him] Oooooh, it's for you, Master. It's from - a girl.
Beast : [Looking back] Mrs. Potts?
Lumiere : [Irate] No, from Belle!
Beast : Belle?
[Beast prepares to open the present but Lumiere stops him]
Lumiere : Ah-ah-ah, Master, you can't open it!
Beast : Why not? It's for me, isn't it?
Lumiere : Because it's not yet Christmas.
[Beast turns away in a huff]
Lumiere : Master, we all understand how you feel about Christmas. But when a woman gives a man a gift, she's saying, "I care about you."
Beast : But I don't have a gift for her.
Lumiere : It's not too late.
Beast : [huffs again] Well, I guess I'll get her a little something.
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Belle : It's a... a Yule log.
Beast : Huh?
Belle : A Yule log. It's a wonderful tradition. One log is chosen, and everyone in the house touches it and makes a Christmas wish.
Beast : Wishes are stupid. You made a Christmas wish last year.
[bellows]
Beast : IS THIS WHAT YOU WISHED FOR?
[unleashes a flock of bats, which promptly disappears]
Belle : No. But I will keep wishing. And when the log is burnt on Christmas morning...
Beast : There will BE no Christmas.
Belle : But...
Beast : [shouts] NNNNNOOO! *I* am the master here!
Belle : [horrified] How can you be so selfish?
Beast : You cannot possibly understand. You have no idea what it's like to lose *everything*, to be trapped in your own castle, to be a - a - uh...
Belle : Prisoner? The only one holding us prisoner here is you. Well, I'm not giving up!
[Belle leaves the boiler room]
Beast : [solemnly] Prisoner...
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Beast : [bellows] Christmas? She's planning Christmas?
Forte : Yeees. Awful, isn't it?
Beast : [sitting down at his chair in front of the fireplace] Perhaps she doesn't *know* how I feel about Christmas.
Forte : But she *does* know. She just doesn't care, like *I* do. She's actually trying to bring Christmas back to the castle. And you know how much we despise Christmas.
Beast : [sighs] The day my life ended.
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Forte : [after the flashback to the Beast's transformation] But we've come so far since then. We've - risen above the tragedy.
Beast : [growling, he knocks his chair over, wondering where Belle is] Where is sheeee?
Forte : I believe she's gone to the boiler room, or - so a little birdie told me.
Fife : [chuckles nervously] Tweet, tweet, tweet!
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Beast : [as Forte plays while the Beast enters the room, about to ask Forte to compose a song as a present for Belle] Forte, stop the noise!
Forte : Noise? Noise?
[scoffs]
Forte : This is my masterpiece.
Beast : I, I want you to compose a song. It's a present, for Belle.
Forte : What? Belle?
Beast : An - and make it... *happy*!
Forte : Oh, but happiness is so... depressing. What's next?
[starts playing]
Forte : Love songs?
[short pause]
Forte : Wedding marches? It's all that *girl's* fault.
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Beast : Let's give Belle the Christmas she's always wanted!