[center][hr][img]http://data1.whicdn.com/images/79480306/original.gif[/img] [hr] [i]I turned back to the man acting beside me. Watching him begin to walk away, even I believed that the conversation was over. Then he turned back. [b]"Well you should learn to control your temper!"[/b]I snapped back quickly, meeting his eyes for a moment, watching his reaction. After a moment, I began to move the 'rag' towards his arm.[b]"Now, this may sting a little bit"[/b] I lightly touched my fingertips to his forearm, imitating touching the rag to a wound. [b]"By the way, thank you,"[/b] I said quietly, my head tilted down and away from view. [b]"for saying my life."[/b] [/i][hr] [hider=Script] Fade to int of den, with BELLE pouring hot water out of MRS. POTTS. She soaks a rag in the water, then turns to BEAST, who is licking his wounds.) BELLE: Here now. Oh, don't do that. (BEAST growls at her as she tries to clean the wound with her rag.) Just...hold still. (She touches the rag to the wound and BEAST roars in pain. The OBJECTS, who have been watching, jump back into hiding from the outburst.) BEAST: That hurts! BELLE: (In counterpoint) 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: Well if you hadn't frightened me, I wouldn't have run away! BEAST: (Opens his mouth to respond, but has to stop and think of a good line) Well you shouldn't have been in the West Wing! BELLE: Well you should learn to control your temper! (BEAST raises his hand to bring out another point, but finds he has none, so he bows his head down again. The OBJECTS emerge from their hiding as BELLE has conquered the ferocious temper of BEAST. BELLE moves the rag closer to the wound) Now, hold still. This may sting a little. (BEAST gives a surprised grunt, then grits his teeth as the rag is applied. BELLE speaks tenderly.) By the way, thank you, for saving my life. (BEAST opens his eyes, looking surprised.) BEAST: (Also very tenderly) You're welcome.[/hider][/center]