Beauty and the Beast (I) (2017)

Josh Gad: LeFou

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• LeFou : [singing]  And his name's G-A-S-T... I believe there's another T... It just occurred to me that I'm illiterate and I've never actually had to spell it out loud before...

• LeFou : [singing]  No one's slick as Gaston, no one's quick as Gaston / No one's neck is incredibly thick as Gaston / For there's no man in town half as manly / Perfect, a pure paragon / You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley / And they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on! / Who plays darts like Gaston? Who breaks hearts like Gaston? / Who's much more than the sum of his parts like Gaston?

  Gaston : [singing]  As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating!

  LeFou : [singing]  My, what a guy, that Gaston!

• Gaston : [horseback riding with LeFou; uses the telescope to see Belle]  Look at her, LeFou. My future wife. Belle is the most beautiful girl in the village. That makes her the best.

  LeFou : But she's so... well-read! And you're so... athletically inclined.

  Gaston : I know. Belle can be as argumentative as she is beautiful.

  LeFou : Exactly! Who needs her when you've got us?

  Gaston : Yes. But ever since the war I've felt like I've been missing something. And she's the only girl that gives me that sense of...

  LeFou : Hmm... je ne sais quoi?

  Gaston : I don't know what that means.

• Mrs. Potts : [hanging from a chandelier]  How do you like your tea? Hot enough or *boiling*?

  [sees her husband] 

  Mrs. Potts : [shocked]  Mr. Potts!

  [loses her grip, and falls, screaming] 

  Chip : Mama!

  [LeFou catches her] 

  Mrs. Potts : Thank you!

  [LeFou nods "You're welcome". He spots the villagers about to attack them and dodges them. Mrs. Potts boils one villager up with tea] 

  LeFou : Take that!

  [LeFou punches the other villager and turns to Mrs. Potts] 

  Mrs. Potts : Nicely handled!

  LeFou : Well, I used to be on Gaston's side. but we are so in a bad place right now...

  Mrs. Potts : You're too good for him anyway.

  LeFou : Yeah.

  Mrs. Potts : Should we get back to it, then?

  [LeFou nods enthusiastically and runs off with her to join the servants in driving off the villagers] 

• [Gaston, LeFou and the mob are in the castle. LeFou notices Mrs. Potts and Chip sleeping] 

  LeFou : [to Chip]  Well, hello there... You must be the talking teacup.

  [to Mrs. Potts] 

  LeFou : And you must be his grandmother.

  Mrs. Potts : [awakes, gasps]  Grandmother?

  [to the servants] 

  Mrs. Potts : Attack!

  [They attack the mob at the castle] 

• Gaston : 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?

  LeFou : Dignity?

  Gaston : It's outrageously attractive, isn't it?

• Gaston : I am done playing this game of yours. Where is Belle?

  Maurice : The Beast took her and she...

  Gaston : There are no such things as beasts, or talking teacups, or magic! But there are *wolves*, frostbite, and starvation!

  LeFou : [stands up]  Deep breaths, Gaston. Deep breaths.

  [Gaston breathes deeply, then turns to Maurice] 

  Gaston : So, why don't we just turn around, go back to Villeneuve? I'm sure Belle is at home, cooking up a lovely dinner.

  Maurice : If you think I've made all this up, then why did you offer to help?

  Gaston : BECAUSE I WANT TO MARRY YOUR DAUGHTER! Now, let's go home.

  Maurice : Belle is not at home! She is with the...

  Gaston : [grabs Maurice]  You say "beast" one more time, I WILL FEED YOU TO THE WOLVES!

  LeFou : [pulling him away from Maurice]  Gaston! Stop it! Breathe, think happy thoughts, go back to the war, bloods, explosions, countless widows.

  Gaston : Widows...

  LeFou : Yes, yes. That's it...

  [Gaston calms down. LeFou taps his nose] 

  LeFou : That's it.

  [Gaston turns to Maurice, smiling. Maurice recoils] 

  Gaston : Maurice! Please forgive me, old bean. That's no way to talk to my future father-in-law, now is it?

  Maurice : Future father-in-law?

  Gaston : Yeah.

  Maurice : *You* will *never* marry my *daughter*.

  LeFou : [Beat. Then Gaston furiously punches Maurice in the face, knocking him out]  I saw that coming.

• Gaston : Picture it, LeFou. Rustic cabin, my latest kill roasting on the fire. Adorable children running around just as my love rubs my tired feet. And what does Belle say? 'I will never marry you, Gaston.'

  LeFou : [gesturing to the Bimbettes]  You know, there are other girls.

  [the Bimbettes sighs] 

  Gaston : A great hunter doesn't waste his time with rabbits.

• LeFou : So, you were...

  Monsieur Toilette : [restored to human]  Yeah.

  LeFou : What will you do now?

  Monsieur Toilette : Brush my teeth!

  [goes off] 

• [LeFou encounters a living toilet] 

  LeFou : Oh, shi...

• LeFou : Gaston, with all due respect...

  Gaston : Do you want to be next?

  [LeFou doesn't answer] 

  Gaston : Fetch my horse.

• Maurice : No. I'm sure this is the way. Do you hear those wolves? That means we're getting very close to the castle.

  Gaston : Look, enough is enough. We have to turn back.

  Maurice : Stop.

  [Gaston stops the cart] 

  Maurice : That's it. There it is.

  [he snaps his finger] 

  Maurice : That's the tree. I'm sure of it.

  [he gets off the cart] 

  Maurice : It-it was downed by lightning at the time. But now it's... resumed an upright position through some sort of... magic or other.

  LeFou : [to Gaston]  You really want to marry into this family?

  Maurice : So that means that the... the castle is that - No. No, it's -

  [motions falling tree with his arm] 

  Maurice : That way. Definitely that way.

• LeFou : [trying to guilt trip Gaston]  Some storm we're having. At least we're not tied to a tree in the middle of nowhere... surrounded by bloodthirsty wolves.

• Mob : [singing]  Light your torch, mount your horse...

  Gaston : [singing]  Screw your courage to the sticking place...

  Mob : [singing]  We're counting on Gaston to lead the way!

  Gaston : [singing]  Call it war, call it threat, you can bet they all will follow, for in times like this, they'll do just as I say!

  LeFou : [singing]  There's a *beast* running wild, there's no question, but I fear the wrong monster's released.

  Mob : [singing]  Sally forth, tally-ho, grab your sword, grab your bow, praise the Lord and here we go!