Maurice: Help, someone help me! Please! Lefou: Maurice? Maurice: Please, please, I need your help He's got her, he's got her locked in the dungeon Lefou: Who? Maurice: Belle! We must go, not a minute to lose Gaston: Whoah, slow down Maurice. Who's got Belle locked in a dungeon? Maurice: A beast! A horrible monstrous beast! *laughter* Man1: Is it a big beast, you? Man2: With a long ugly snout? Maurice: Hideously ugly Man3: And sharp cruel fangs? Maurice: Yes, yes! Will you help me? Gaston: Alright old man. We'll help you out Maurice: You will? Oh thankyou, thankyou, thankyou! Man1: Crazy old Maurice...he's always good for a laugh Gaston: Crazy old Maurice, hmmm? Crazy old Maurice... *singing* LeFou, I'm afraid I've been thinking Lefou: A dangerous pastime Gaston: I know But that whacky old coot is Belle's father And his sanity's only "so-so" Now the wheels in my head have been turning Since I looked at that loony, old man See, I've promised myself I'd be married to Belle And right now I'm evolving a plan Gaston: If I . . . (whisper) LeFou: Yes? Gaston: Then we . . . (whisper) LeFou: No! Would she . . Gaston: (whisper) Guess! LeFou: Now I get it! Both: Let's go! No one plots like Gaston Gaston: Takes cheap shots like Gaston LeFou: Plans to persecute harmless crackpots like Gaston Chorus: So his marriage we soon'll be celebrating My, what a guy Gaston!