Forgive my intrusion, mademoiselle. But I have come to escort you to your room. My room?...

Lumière: [to Belle, releasing her from her cell] Forgive my intrusion, mademoiselle. But I have come to escort you to your room. Belle: [picks up a stool to use as a weapon, suspiciously] My room? But I thought... Lumière: Oh, what? [imitates the Beast] Lumière: 'That once this door closes, it will not open again!' [groans] Lumière: I know! He gets so dramatic. [Belle finally exits her cell and sees Lumiere for the first time] Lumière: Hello! [a frightened Belle gasps and Lumiere falls. Belle hits him with her stool and shrieks] Lumière: [recovers and relights his flames] Oh, you are very strong! This is a great quality! Belle: [still frightened] What are you? Lumière: I am Lumiere! Belle: [confused] And... you can talk? Cogsworth: [appears] Well, of course he can *talk*! It's all he ever does! [huffs] Cogsworth: Now Lumiere, as head of the household, I demand that you put her back in her cell at once! Lumière: [whispers] What do you want to be for the rest of your life, Cogsworth? A man or a mantle clock? Lumière: [to Belle] Ready, miss? Lumière: [to Cogsworth] Trust me.

Oh! Good morning Look there she goes A girl who's strange but special A most peculiar mademoiselle It's a pity and a sin She doesn't quite fit in But she really is a funny girl A beauty but a funny girl She really is a funny girl That Belle Good morning, Belle! Wonderful book you have there. Have you read it? Well, not that one. But, you know, books... For your dinner table. Shall I join you this evening? Sorry, not this evening. Busy? No... So, moving on? No, LeFou. It's the ones who play hard to get that are always the sweetest prey. That's what makes Belle so appealing. She hasn't made a fool of herself just to gain my favor. What would you call that? Dignity? It's outrageously attractive, isn't it? Gaston! Mmm. Mmm.