Plumette? Plumette! Oh, my darling, Plumette. Oh, no. Maestro, you were so brave. Goodbye,...

[the castle staff turn into regular objects] Lumière: [holds her in his arms] Plumette? Plumette! Oh, my darling, Plumette. Oh, no. Madame Garderobe: Maestro, you were so brave. Goodbye, mi amor. Maestro Cadenza: Amore. No! Don't leave me. [Froufrou falls down] Mrs. Potts: Chip! Chip! Have you seen Chip? He ran off. Where is my little boy? Cogsworth: Lumiere, I... I can't... speak...! Lumière: [sadly] It's alright, Cogsworth. Cogsworth: I can't... Lumiere... my friend... it was an honor to serve... with you. Lumière: The honor... was mine.

The woods are lovely. I only wish I recognized them. Do you know where we are, Philippe? Because I don't. It's all right. It's all right, Philippe. Hmm. Yes, we can go this way. Go on. To the right. That's it. Steady!