GASTON: You've been dreaming just one dream Nearly all your life Hoping, scheming, just one theme: Will you be a wife? Will you be some he-man's property? Good news! That he-man's me! This equation, girl plus man Doesn't just help you On occasion, women can Have their uses too Mainly to extend the fam'ly tree Pumpkin, extend with me! We'll be raising sons galore
BELLE: Inconceivable!
GASTON: Each built six foot four!
BELLE: Unbelievable!
GASTON: Each stuffed with ev'ry Gaston gene!
BELLE: I'm not hearing this!
GASTON: You'll be keeping house with pride!
BELLE: Just incredible!
GASTON: Each day gratified
BELLE: So unweddable!
GASTON: That you are a part of this idyllic scene. Picture this: A rustic hunting lodge, my latest kill roasting over the fire, my little wife massaging my feet, while the little ones play on the floor with the dogs. Oh, we'll have six or seven!
BELLE: Dogs?
GASTON: No, Belle! Strapping boys...like me!
BELLE: Imagine that!
GASTON: I can see that we will share All that love implies We shall be the perfect pair Rather like my thighs You are face to face with destiny! All roads lead to... The best things in life are... All's well that ends with me! Escape me? There's no way Certain as "Do, Re," Belle, when you marry... So Belle, what would it be? Is it "Yes", or is it "Oooh, yes!"?