Beauty and the Beast1991

[Belle nurses the Beast's wounds in the den after the fight with the wolves; she dips a rag into a small dish of hot water poured by Mrs. Potts]

Belle:
Here now. [the Beast is licking his wounds] Don't do that. [trying to clean his wounds with the rag] Just hold still.

[she applies the rag to the wound, but the Beast jumps back and roars in pain; the objects, who are close by, hide in fear]

Beast:
AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!! THAT HURTS!!!

Belle:
If you'd hold still, it wouldn't hurt as much!

Beast:
Well If you hadn't run away, this wouldn't have happened.

Belle:
If you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away!

Beast:
[pauses; has an idea] Well, YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN IN THE WEST WING!

Belle:
Well, you should learn to control your TEMPER. [The Beast tries to counterpoint, but can't think of anything good; so he bows his head annoyed; the objects re-emerge] Now, hold still. This might sting a little. [applies the rag to the wound; though the Beast winces, he doesn't pull back this time] By the way, thank you for saving my life.

Beast:
[looks at Belle, with a surprised, yet gentle look] You're welcome.