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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.

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