B: 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
BAKER: Good Morning, Belle!
B: Good morning, Monsieur
BAKER: And where are you off to?
B: The bookshop. I just finished the most wonderful story About a beanstalk and an ogre
BAKER: That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!
FOLK: 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 six eggs! That's too expensive!
B: There must be more than this provincial life!
BOOKSELLER: Ah, Belle
B: Good morning. I've come to return the book I borrowed
BOOKSELLER: Finished already?
B: Oh, I couldn't put it down. Have you got anything new?
BOOKSELLER: Not since yesterday
B: That's all right. I'll borrow this one!
BOOKSELLER: That one? But you've read it twice!
B: Well, it's my favorite! Far off places, daring Swordfights, magic spells, a prince in disguise
BOOKSELLER: If you like it all that much, it's yours!
B: But sir!
BOOKSELLER: I insist
B: Well, thank you. Thank you very much!
FOLK: 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
B: 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!
FOLK: Now it's no wonder that her name means \"Beauty\" Her looks have got no parallel
SHOPKEEPER: But behind that fair facade I'm afraid she's rather odd Very diff'rent from the rest of us
FOLK: She's nothing like the rest of us Yes, diff'rent from the rest of us is Belle!
LEFOU (L): Wow! You didn't miss a shot, Gaston! You're the greatest hunter in the whole world!
GASTON (G): I know
L: No beast alive stands a chance against you And no girl, for that matter
G: It's true, LeFou. And I've got My sight set on that one.
L: The inventor's daughter?
G: She's the one - the lucky girl I'm going to marry
L: But she
G: The most beautiful girl in town
L: I know but
G: That makes her the best. And don't I deserve the best?
L: But of course! I mean, you do! But I
G: 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
BIMBETTES: 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! Bonjour!
G: Pardon
B: Good day
FOLK: Mais oui! You call this bacon? What lovely grapes! Some cheese Ten yards! One pound
G: 'Scuse me! Please let me through!
FOLK: I'll get the knife This bread Those fish It's stale! They smell! Madame's mistaken Well, maybe so Good morning! Oh, good morning!