- 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.
- Forte: So, Beast gets girl and it's a happy ending for everyone. Enchantment lifted and Forte fades into the background; no longer important, no longer needed. *I think not!*
- 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...
- 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.
- Angelique: Christmas takes planning and organization. No, no. I won't do it. It won't change anything.
- 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!
- Lumiere: [as he rides on Cogsworth down a hill to catch up with Belle, who is getting a Christmas tree] Ha-ho! Faster, faster! I think we've finally found a use for you: clock boarding; no, snow clocking! Whatever! Ha-ha!
- Chip: Doesn't look so special to me.
- Belle: Oh, Chip, I'm sorry. Nothing's changed.
- Angelique: I told you nothing would change. I told you the master would not allow this. I told you Christmas was a hopeless folly. But, I was wrong.
- [singing]
- Angelique: When I felt lost and lonely, not a dream in my head, your words lifted my spirits high. Remember what you said: As long as there's Christmas, I truly believe...
- Belle, Angelique: [singing together] That hope is the greatest of the gifts we'll receive. As long as our guiding star shines above...
- Angelique: There'll always be Christmas.
- Belle: So there always will be a time when the world is filled with peace and love.
- Fife: Maestro! Stop! Just what do you think you're doing?
- Forte: Don't you see, Fife? They can't fall in love if they're DEAD!
- Fife: [furiously] I'll tell you what I see: a big old windbag!
- [Fife laughs nervously]
- Forte: [plays loud music] You could've joined me, Fife! But I see my triumph is a solo act!
- [Forte laughs evilly as Fife notices a single blank music sheet]
- Fife: My solo - it's blank!
- Forte: So naive. You're second fiddle, Fife, and that's all you'll ever be!
- Forte: [plays loud music again] We can remain as we are, forever and ever!
- 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.
- Enchantress: You have been deceived by your own cold heart - a curse upon your house and all within it.
- [the enchantress puts the spoiled prince and everyone under a spell]
- Enchantress: Until you have found someone to love you as you are, you shall remain forever a beast.
- [echoes]
- Angelique: [as she guards the dining room] No, no, no, no, no, no, no! They cannot mix bells with holly. Although, I have to admit, not bad for amateurs.
- [the Beast approaches the dining room and wrecks everything in anger, and leaves; Angelique comes out of hiding]
- Angelique: [solemnly] I knew this was hopeless.
- Chip: You know what, Belle? I don't need a tree to celebrate Christmas.
- Lumiere: And I can do without mistletoe.
- [kisses Cogsworth]
- Cogsworth: Well, I don't need tinsel.
- Lumiere: Ohh, I don't need holly.
- Cogsworth: And I don't need a wreath.
- Lumiere: I don't need ornaments!
- Cogsworth: And *I* don't need turkey!
- Lumiere: I don't need stuffing!
- Cogsworth: *I* don't need pudding!
- Prince Adam: [knock on the castle doors] Who disturbs my Christmas?
- [He opens the doors to see an Old Woman standing outside in the snow]
- Old Begger Woman: Please takes this rose in exchange for shelter from the bitter cold.
- Prince Adam: [schoffs] I don't need a rose. Go away you wretched old hag!
- [he angrily slams the doors shut in her face]
- Prince Adam: .
- Old Begger Woman: [seeing how selfish he is she transformers herself into the Enchantress] .
- Enchantress: You have been decieved by your own cold heart a curse upon your house and all with in it. Until you have found someone to love you as you are you shall remain forever a beast.
- [Beast bursts into the furnace room and Belle hides the log she found behind her back, and hums innocently]
- Beast: [to Belle sharply] What are you hiding?
- [Belle sheepishly shrugs, and Beast steals the log from her and he looks at it]