Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the Beast is mine!
出自電影《美女與野獸》 的經典對白。
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Lumière: You don't have time to be timid. You must be bold and daring.
Lumière: 人生沒有時間膽怯，你必須勇敢起來。
Chip: Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?
Gaston: I use antlers in all of my decorating!
Villagers: We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least.
Featherduster: I've been burnt by you before!
Gaston: Here in town there's only she, who is beautiful as me! So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle!
Cogsworth: Sir, close that at once! Do you mind?
Gaston: I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. But first I'd better go in there and uh, propose to the girl!
Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the Beast is mine!
So, how did it go? Gaston: I'll have Belle for my wife! Make no mistake about that! Touchy!
Lefou: Gaston is the best, and the rest is all drips!
Mrs. Potts: Barely even friends, then somebody bends, unexpectedly.
Chip: You guys have gotta try this thing!
Gaston: She's as crazy as the old man! I say we kill the beast!
Chip: Do I still have to sleep in the cupboard?
Gaston: I use antlers in all of my decorating!
Villagers: We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least.
Gaston: Here in town there's only she/who is beautiful as me/So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle
Featherduster: I've been burnt by you before.
Cogsworth: Sir, close that at once! Do you mind?
Gaston: Take whatever booty you can find, but remember, the Beast is mine!
Gaston: I use antlers in all of my decorating!
Villagers: We don't like what we don't understand, in fact it scares us, and this monster is mysterious at least.
Gaston: Here in town there's only she/who is beautiful as me/So I'm making plans to woo and marry Belle
Featherduster: I've been burnt by you before.
Cogsworth: Sir, close that at once! Do you mind?
Gaston: I'd like to thank you all for coming to my wedding. First I'd better go in there and propose to the girl.
Beast: I want to do something for her, but what? Cogsworth: Well, there's the usual things. Flowers, chocolates, promises you don't intend to keep. Lumiere: Ah, no, no, it has to be something very special. Something that sparks her interest. Wait a minute!
Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures! Belle: Well, some people use their imagination.
Gaston: This is the day your dreams come true. Belle: What do you know about my dreams, Gaston? Gaston: Plenty! Here. Picture this. A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting on the fire, and my little wife massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs. We'll have six or seven. Belle: Dogs? Gaston: No, Belle. Strapping boys like me. Belle: Imagine that. Gaston: Do you know who that little wife will be? Belle: Let me think. Gaston: You, Belle. Belle: Gaston, I'm-I'm speechless. I really don't know what to say. Gaston: Say you'll marry me. Belle: I'm very sorry, Gaston but-- but I just don't deserve you!
Cogsworth: As you can see, the pseudo-façade was stripped away to reveal the minimalist rococo design. Note the unusual inverted vaulted ceilings. Cogsworth: This is yet another example of the late neoclassic Baroque period. And, as I always say, "If it's not Baroque, don't fix it." Cogsworth: Where was I? Cogsworth: As you were! Cogsworth: Now, then, if I may draw your attention to the flying buttresses-- Uh, madmoiselle?
Beast: Oh, it's no use. She's so beautiful, and I'm-- Well, look at me! Mrs. Potts: Oh, must help her to see past all that. Beast: I don't know how. Mrs. Potts: Well, you can start by making yourself more presentable. Straighten up. Try to act like a gentleman. Lumiere: Ah, yes. When she comes in, give her a dashing, debonair smile. Come, come. Show me the smile. Mrs. Potts: But don't frighten the poor girl.
Beast: I thought I told you to come down to dinner! Belle: I'm not hungry. Beast: You'll come out or I'll-I'll-I'll break down the door! Lumiere: Master, I could be wrong, but that might not be the best way to win the girl's affections. Cogsworth: Please, attempt to be a gentlemen. Beast: But she's being so difficult. Mrs. Potts: Gently, gently. Beast: Will you come down to dinner? Belle: No! Beast: Hmm? Cogsworth: Suave, genteel. Beast: It would give me great pleasure... Beast: ...if you would join me for dinner. Cogsworth: And we say please. Beast: Please. Belle: No, thank you. Beast: You can't stay in there forever! Belle: Yes, I can. Beast: Fine! Then go ahead and starve! Beast: If she doesn't eat with me, then she doesn't eat at all! Mrs. Potts: Oh, dear. That didn't go very well at all, did it?
Gaston: If I didn't know better, I'd think you had feelings for this monster. Belle: He's no monster, Gaston. You are!
Gaston, Lefou: No one plots like Gaston. Gaston: Takes cheap shots like Gaston. Lefou: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston!
Cogsworth: Couldn't keep quiet, could we? Just had to invite him to stay, didn't we? Cogsworth: Serve him tea, sit in the master's chair. Pet the pooch! Lumiere: I was trying to be hospitable.
Cogsworth: You know, perhaps there's something there that wasn't there before. Chip: What? Mrs. Potts: There may be something there that wasn't there before. Chip: *What's* there, Mama? Mrs. Potts: Shh. I'll tell you when you're older.
Gaston: Hello, Belle. Belle: Bonjour, Gaston. Belle: Gaston, may I have my book, please? Gaston: How can you read this? There's no pictures! Belle: Well, some people use their imagination. Gaston: Belle, it's about time you got your head out of those books and paid attention to more important things. Like me. Gaston: The whole town's talking about it. It's not right for a woman to read. Soon she starts getting ideas and thinking. Belle: Gaston, you are positively primeval. Gaston: Why, thank you, Belle. What do you say you and me take a walk over to the tavern and take a look at my trophies? Belle: Maybe some other time. Bimbette: What's wrong with her? She's crazy! He's gorgeous! Belle: Please, Gaston, I can't. I have to get home to help my father. Goodbye. Lefou: That crazy old loon! He needs all the help he can get. Belle: Don't talk about my father that way! Gaston: Yeah, don't talk about her father that way! Belle: My father's not crazy. He's a genius!
Cogsworth: Well, Lumiere, old friend. Shall we let bygones be bygones? Lumiere: Of course, mon ami. I told you she would break the spell. Cogsworth: I beg your pardon, old friend, uh, but I believe I told you. Lumiere: No, you didn't. I told you! Cogsworth: You most certainly did not, you pompous, paraffin-headed peabrain! Lumiere: En garde, you--you overgrown pocket watch!
Gaston: Come on out and fight! Gaston: Were you in love with her, *Beast*? Did you honestly think she'd want you, when she had someone like *me*?
Belle: Papa? Maurice: How on earth did that stupid, dog--gone it! Belle: Are you alright, Papa? Maurice: I'm, I'm about ready to give up on this hunk of junk. Belle: You always say that! Belle: I mean it this time: I'll never get this boneheaded contraption to work! Maurice: Yes you will, and you'll win first prize at the fair tomorrow. Belle: And become a world famous inventor. Maurice: You really believe that? Belle: I always have. Maurice: Well, what are we waiting for? I'll have this thing fixed in no time! Hand me that dog legged clincher there. Maurice: So, did you have a good time in town today? Belle: I got a new book. Papa, do you think I'm odd? Maurice: My daughter? Odd? Huh! Where would you get an idea like that? Belle: Oh, I don't know. It's just that I'm not sure I'd fit in here. There's no one I can really talk to. Maurice: What about that Gaston? He's a handsome fellow. Belle: He's handsome alright, and rude, and conceited and... Papa, he's not for me. Maurice: Well, don't you worry, 'cause this new invention's gonna be the start of a new life for us. I think that's done it. Now, let's give it a try. Maurice: It works! Belle: It does? Belle: It does! Belle: You did it! You really did it! Maurice: Hitch up Philippe, girl! I'm off to the fair! Belle: Goodbye Papa! Good luck! Maurice: Goodbye Belle! An, and take care while I'm gone!
Mrs. Potts: Pardon me, Master. Beast: Leave me in peace. Mrs. Potts: But sir, the castle is under attack! Villagers: Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast! Lumiere: This isn't working. Featherduster: Oh Lumiere. We must do something. Lumiere: Wait, I know! Villagers: Kill the Beast! Kill the Beast! Mrs. Potts: What should we do, Master? Beast: It doesn't matter now. Just let them come.
Belle: My father's not crazy and I can prove it! Belle: Show me the Beast! Female Townsperson: Is it dangerous? Belle: Oh no, he'd never hurt anyone. Please, I know he looks vicious, but he's really kind and gentle. He's my friend.
Mrs. Potts: Barely even friends, then somebody bends, unexpectedly.
