Beginning Village Flashcards
BAKER:
Good morning Belle!
Morning Monsieur.
BAKER:
Where you off to?
The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story about a beanstalk and an ogre and a—
BOOKSELLER:
Ah, Belle!
Good morning. I’ve come to return the book I borrowed.
BOOKSELLER:
Finished already?
Oh, I couldn’t put it down. Have you got anything new?
BOOKSELLER:
Not since yesterday.
That’s all right.
I’ll borrow this one!
BOOKSELLER:
That one? But you’ve read it twice!
Well, it’s my favorite. Far-off places, daring sword fights, magic spells, a prince in disguise…
BOOKSELLER:
If you like it all that much… it’s yours.
But!
BOOKSELLER:
I insist.
Well, thank you. Thank you very much!
GASTON:
Hello… Belle.
Bonjour, Gaston.
Excuse me.
Gaston. may I have my book, please?
GASTON:
How can you read this? There’s no pictures.
Well some people use their imagination!
GASTON:
Belle, it’s about time you got your head out of these books and paid attention to more important things.
LEFOU:
Hint… hint.
Like you? Gaston, please! I have to get inside to help my father.
LEFOU:
That crazy old fool. He needs all the help he can get!
Don’t talk about my father that way!
GASTON:
Yeah! Don’t talk about her father that way!
My father’s not crazy! He’s a genius!
Papa! Papa, are you alright?
MAURICE:
Oh, I’ll never get this bone-headed contraption to work!
Yes, you will! And you’ll win first prize at the fair tomorrow.
MAURICE:
Well… we’d better get cracking then! Now let me see, where did I put that dog-legged clencher?
Papa…
MAURICE:
Oh… thank you, dear!
So… did you have a good time in town today?
I got a new book.
MAURICE:
You do love those books.
Papa… do you think I’m… Odd?
MAURICE:
My daughter! Odd?
Now where would you get an idea like that?
I don’t know. It’s just… I’m not sure I fit in here. There’s no one I can really talk to.
MAURICE:
What about Gaston? He’s a handsome fellow.
He’s handsome alright…. And rude and conceited and— oh Papa, he’s not for me!
MAURICE:
Well, don’t you worry, ‘cause this invention’s going to be the start of a new life for us.
It works!
MAURICE:
It does? It does!
Papa, you did it! You really did it!
Here, I made you a scarf for good luck at the fair.
MAURICE:
Now I know I’ll win. And then, we’ll get out of this town and travel to all those places you’ve read about in your books!
Goodbye, Papa.
MAURICE:
Bye bye, Belle!
Be careful!
GASTON:
Good. Well… If we’re going to have a wedding, I guess I’d better propose to the bride!
SILLY GIRLS:
Waaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!
Gaston? What a… pleasant surprise.
GASTON:
Isn’t it though? I’m just full of surprises.
For you… Mademoiselle.
Oh, Gaston…
… you shouldn’t have.
GASTON:
Don’t mention it. Belle, this is the day your dreams come true!
What could you possibly know about my dreams, Gaston?
GASTON:
Plenty! Picture this. A rustic hunting lodge. My little wife massaging my feet while the strapping boys play in the floor with the dogs. We’ll have six or seven.
Dogs?
GASTON:
No, boys!
Imagine that!
GASTON:
So Belle, what’ll it be?
I just don’t deserve you.
GASTON:
Who does?
But thanks for asking!
LEFOU:
Hey, Belle! Have you seen Gaston?
You just missed him. Wait a minute, where did you get that scarf?
LEFOU:
This? At the crossroads in the woods. Pretty nice, huh?
It belongs to my father. Something must have happened to him!
LEFOU:
Yeah, well, finders-keepers
Oh, Papa!
