Beauty and the Beast2017

Belle:
[singing] "This is the Paris of my childhood/These were the borders of my life/In this crumbling, dusty attic/Where an artist loved his wife/Easy to remember/Harder to move on/Knowing the Paris of my childhood/Is gone"

[she sits on the bed as the Beast walks around to the other side of the room]

Beast:
What happened to your mother?

Belle:
It was the one story Papa could never bring himself to tell me. I knew better than to ask.

Beast:
[he looks to the chair and gasps softly] A doctor's mask...

[he pauses]

Beast:
Plague.

[flashback to a plague doctor closing his medicine case. Belle's mother lays sick on the bed behind him]

Plague Doctor:
We have to leave. Now.

Belle's Mother:
[to Young Maurice] Go, before it takes her too.

[he picks up a crying infant Belle as her mother kisses the rose he left behind. Back to present, Belle clutching her crib]

Beast:
I'm sorry I ever called your father a thief.

Belle:
[whispers] Let's go home.