Little town,
It's a quiet village
Ev'ry day
Like the one before
Little town
Full of little people
Waking up to say:
There goes the baker with
his tray, like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Ev'ry morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town
Good Morning, Belle!
Good morning, Monsieur.
And where are you off to, today?
The bookshop.
I just finished the most wonderful story
About a beanstalk and an ogre and a
That's nice. Marie!
The baguettes!
Hurry up!
Look there she goes that
girl is strange, no question
Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?
Never part of any crowd
'Cause her head's up on some cloud
No denying she's a funny girl that Belle
Bonjour!
Good day!
How is your fam'ly?
Bonjour!
Good day!
How is your wife?
I need si eggs!
That's too e pensive!
There must be more than
this provincial life!
Ah, Belle.
Good morning, sir.
I've come to return the book I borrowed.
Finished already?
Oh, I couldn't put it down.
Have you got anything new?
Not since yesterday.
That's all right.
I'll borrow . . . . . this one!
That one?
But you've read it twice!
Well, it's my favorite!
Far off places, daring swordfights,
magic spells, a prince in disguise
If you like it all
that much, it's yours!
But sir!
I insist.
Why, thank you!
Thank you very much!
Look there she goes that
girl is so peculiar
I wonder if she's feeling well
With a dreamy, far off look
And her nose stuck in a book
What a puzzle to the rest of us is Belle
Oh, isn't this amazing?
It's my fav'rite part
because you'll see
Here's where she meets Prince Charming
But she won't discover that it's him
'Til chapter three!
Now it's no wonder that
her name means "Beauty"
Her looks have got no parallel
But behind that fair facade
I'm afraid she's rather odd
Very diff'rent from the rest of us
She's nothing like the rest of us
Yes, diff'rent from the
rest of us is Belle!
I got it Gaston!
Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston!
You're the greatest hunter
in the whole world!
I know.
No beast alive stands a
chance against you.
And no girl, for that matter.
It's true, Lefou.
And I've got my sights set on that one.
The inventor's daughter?
She's the one the lucky
girl I'm going to marry.
But she's
The most beautiful girl in town.
I know, but
That makes her the best.
And don't I deserve the best?
Of course you do!
Right from the moment
when I met her, saw her
I said she's gorgeous and I fell
Here in town there's only she
Who is beautiful as me
So I'm making plans to
woo and marry Belle
Look there
He goes
Isn't he dreamy?
Monsieur Gaston
Oh he's so cute!
Be still my heart
I'm hardly breathing
He's such a tall, dark,
strong and handsome brute!
There must be more than
this provincial life!
