(classical music) (melancholy string music) ♪♪ (singing) ♪ With these hands swiftly ♪ working ♪ We’ll someday ♪ Please the wants of a handsome ♪ man.

♪ Oh, but that's for tomorrow.

♪ Now we do our father's ♪ bidding.

♪ But sadly, for it's time that ♪ he sail away.

♪ Now this feeling of sorrow.

(song ends) - Well, my beautiful daughters, we have a good wind for sailing.

It is time for my voyage to begin.

- Oh, Father, why must you go away on another dangerous voyage?

- In order to buy you pretty dresses, and trinkets, and cakes, my lovely daughter.

- But we would rather have you with us than dresses.

- Or trinkets.

- Or cakes.

- Must you go?

- Yes, I must go, my lovely girls.

- Here is a present for you, dear father.

A scarf to keep you as warm as the thoughts of your three daughters who embroidered it.

- Thank you, my dearest.

Thank you all.

Now, each of you kiss me and tell me what I can bring you as a present from faraway lands.

- I want only that you return to us, dearest father.

But if you must bring me a gift, fetch me a costly dress from the country of Bright Sun.

- I will bring you a dress so beautiful that it will brighten even a cloudy day.

- Oh, Father, if your voyage is fortunate, bring me a fan from the Land of the Dragons.

- I will find you a fan so delicate that it will dry your tears and bring a smile to your face when you are sad.

And what about you, my youngest child?

What will you have as your gift?

- The only gift I wish is your safe return.

- But I would like to bring you something, child.

- Well, if you must.

I have heard that somewhere there grows a most unusual rose.

That can be your gift to me.

- But how is that rose unusual, my daughter?

- Oh, you shall know it, Father, for it has three blossoms which grow from a single stem, and each of the flowers is a different color.

One yellow.

One red.

One pink.

(strong wind blows) - (gasps) Father!

- It is a bad omen.

- Father, you must not leave.

I feel that something terrible may happen.

- Do not worry.

Nothing will happen.

- No fan would dry our tears if anything happened to you.

- Do not cry, my children.

I promise to be very careful.

And now goodbye.

(thoughtful music) ♪♪ (adventurous music) (singing) ♪ Hoist a mighty sail.

♪ Higher bend your back.

♪ Heave ho with all your might.

♪ Your bones begin to crack.

♪ Oh we are lusty men.

♪ We love to sail the sea.

♪ Where the winds put us ashore ♪ That is where we’ll be.

(music continues) - Sir, our crew is restless.

They have been away from home for so many months.

- Yes, yes, Captain.

I know.

- We have sold our cargo at a handsome profit, and you have found beautiful gifts for your daughters.

Now that we have a good wind, let us raise our sails and return home.

- I do not have a gift for my youngest daughter.

I would give half my profits just to know where I might find her rose.

- So you seek The Three-Roses which grow from a single stem.

- Yes, I do.

Do you know where I might find it?

- You are not alone in your quest.

Many have gone to search for the Three-Rose.

None have returned.

- I am not afraid.

What have I to fear?

- Storms, and the sea, icebergs, and sea monsters, and death.

But beyond, there is a beautiful island.

The Three-Rose blossoms there, and no place else.

- Tell me more.

- More?

What more is there to tell?

Just follow the setting sun.

Even if you get there, you will find the price for the flower too high.

- I will pay any price for it.

Any price!

- Do not promise now.

Do not promise that which you may regret later.

That flower cannot be paid for in gold.

- No matter.

I have given my word to my daughter, and I shall go.

Set sail immediately.

- Go at your own risk.

I have warned you.

I have warned you.

- I did not like the looks of that man.

- I have a bad feeling about this voyage.

I wish we were ashore and safe.

- Wishing is for dreamers, not for sailors.

- Hoist the sails.

- Hoist the sails.

- Weigh anchor.

- Weigh anchor.

(jaunty music) - Any sight of land, Captain?

- No sir, neither your island, nor any other land.

- Well, we must have patience.

- We have been patient for a month, sir.

But the men are afraid.

We grow short of food and water.

- Just a few more days.

Let us go on a few more days.

(strong wind blowing) - The wind seems to be coming up.

There may be a storm.

All hands on deck.

All hands on deck.

Rough seas ahead.

(thunder) Secure the hatches.

- We will be sunk.

We must turn back.

- No.

Sail on.

We cannot go back.

(icebergs thudding and scraping) - Sir, this is impossible.

We will be— - Sail on, I said.

- Pull the sails!

Our mast will break!

(strong wind blowing) (melancholy music) The Three-Rose!

(loud music and heavy wind) - Who are you?

Why have you come here?

Why have you come?

- I. I am a merchant.

I was washed overboard.

- What have you done?

Why did you pick my most precious flower?

For whom?

Why?

- For my daughter, sir.

She grows flowers herself.

She wanted to have The Three-Rose.

She did not ask for expensive presents from my voyage, as did her older sisters.

Only a flower.

The Three-Rose.

Forgive her, sir, and let me take it to her.

- I have no power to grant The Three-Rose.

When you took the flower, you broke a magic spell.

Now you must pay the penalty.

- Oh, sir.

Take pity on me.

- The one for whom you picked the flower must leave your world and come here to live with me.

If she does not, you will die.

- My daughter?

You would take my most beloved daughter from me?

- The choice is yours.

For your daughter to come here, she has only to waive The Three-Rose thrice.

Or do you wish to die now?

- No.

Give me time.

Let me think about it.

- I am allowed to wait one month.

- But how shall I return home?

My ship.

- Your ship is safe in the harbor, waiting for you.

Remember, you must send your daughter, or return within one month.

(pleasant music) (girls singing) ♪ In the distance, a ship ♪ ♪ returning with someone who ♪ ♪ is very dear to our hearts.

♪ Oh, the joy now it brings us.

♪ - Sisters.

Sisters!

Our father’s ship has entered the harbor.

- Oh!

I wonder if he remembered our gifts!

- Oh, look.

He is coming.

- Father!

Father!

- Welcome home, dearest father.

- Oh, Father.

Did you remember my gift?

My dress from the country of Bright Sun?

- Yes, my child.

Here is your gift.

- And my fan, father.

- Yes, your fan too, my love.

- You were the only real gift I wanted, Father, and I have that with your safe return.

- Thank you, my dear child.

- But why are you so sad?

You should be happy to be home with us again.

- I am sad because I don't know who will take care of all of you.

I must leave you again today.

- But you've just returned.

- Has anything happened to you during your voyage?

- I knew it.

I knew it.

- I found The Three-Rose on an island, but I broke a magic spell.

And now I have a choice.

I must return there to die.

- No, you must not die.

You said there was a choice.

- There is a beast who lives on this island.

The only way I can be saved is for one of you to waive the flower three times and go there to live forever.

- I could never live with a beast.

- It would be horrible.

- Father, it is my fault.

Because of my foolish request, your life is in danger.

I will go.

- No, my daughter.

I cannot allow you to do that.

- Yes.

You must live for my sisters.

Goodbye, dearest father.

- No!

- Goodbye, dearest sisters.

- Don’t!

- Goodbye.

Oh.

(strong wind blows) (melancholy music) - I bid you welcome, beautiful girl.

- Who is there?

- Your servant, my beauty.

- Where are you?

Come out and show yourself.

- No, no.

I am afraid.

- Of me?

You are afraid of me?

- I am afraid of -- of what you will think of me.

- But why?

- Because I am-- I am ugly.

I look like -- like an animal.

- Are you an animal?

- That I don't know myself.

- And what about me?

How long must I stay here (gasps) with you?

- Forever.

But if-- if you would become my wife.

- What?

Am I supposed to be your wife?

Am I supposed to love an animal?

- I have not always been a beast.

- Oh, no.

Don't come near me.

Kill me if you must.

But I can never marry you.

I'd rather die than be your wife.

- I will be doomed to have this shape and face forever.

(melancholy music) - Sir.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I didn't want to hurt you yesterday.

Forgive me my words.

- Have you decided to stay?

- I... will not leave you.

I can't, for my father's sake.

And perhaps for your sake, too.

We will stay together.

- This is your decision?

- This is my decision.

- I am glad.

I was afraid.

The evil that rules this island would have killed you had you tried to leave.

I could not stop you.

I could not tell you.

I would have died as well.

But now there's hope.

- Hope?

Hope for what?

- Once I was human.

But the evil gained strength.

It slowly began to -- to creep into everything.

It was stronger than I.

The flowers I saved, but not myself.

- You said there was a hope.

Could we break the spell?

- My heart is still human.

But I have the face of an animal.

If only-- if only I could find a girl who would marry me.

Oh this empty, lifeless island.

- No, please don't go.

Your face may not be human, but your voice is warm.

It is the voice of a man.

I want to free you from the evil spell.

I will stay.

Now, show me your face.

- Don't ask that.

- If I am to be your bride, I must know you.

I must see your face.

- Please.

No one can stand to look at my face.

- I’ll be brave.

I promise.

- Then look at me.

- Oh!

(thoughtful music) - You know, you are a beauty.

- It's not your fault that you are an-- - Animal.

Ugly beast.

- No.

You are not... so... ugly.

It was only a feeling I had for a moment, because I was afraid.

- Aren't you afraid now?

- Now?

When I know you?

Why should I be?

- May I, may I touch your hair?

- If I am your wife, will you become a man again?

- No.

There's more.

I dare not tell you.

It is enough that you are here.

Even that is more than I ever hoped.

If you want, I'll show you my island.

- Yes, please.

(gently laughing together) - Here.

Here is the place I used to play when I was a small boy.

That seems so long ago.

- Your castle and the gardens are beautiful.

Did you make all those gardens?

- Yes, I did.

- You are very skillful.

And it is very pleasant to talk with you.

If I close my eyes, I can feel as though I'm talking to my father, or to an old friend.

You are not a beast anymore.

- Now that you’ve opened them, there I am.

- I was scared to death when I first came here.

- My heart was beating faster.

I heard beautiful music.

- I heard the music when I put back the flower.

What more can I do to help you?

- You would, you would have to love me.

- I will have to... love you.

You are nice.

Almost like a, a man.

It's just that sometimes I'm scared.

You look-- Oh, I'm sorry.

Please don't leave.

I'm sad when I have to be alone.

I'm so afraid, mostly at night.

- Do not worry.

I am close.

In the room next to yours.

But there, I must always be alone.

- Alone?

Why?

- Don't ask.

I cannot tell you.

And don't dare to step in, no matter what you hear.

No matter what you hear, please promise you won't go in.

- I promise.

- Thank you.

Good night.

- Good night.

(strange buzz) (another strange buzz) (strange buzz) - Away!

Go away, phantoms and wraiths!

Let me be human for a while!

She sacrifices herself, and I am thankful for that.

Only through her love for me may I become human again.

- My dearest heart!

- Why didn't you listen to me?

You were never to enter this room.

Now I will never be a man again.

You will not see me again.

The evil will rule the island.

And you must leave.

- Why do I have to leave?

You need my help!

- Leave!

Take a light and go.

- No, I will stay.

I have to free you.

I like you.

- Listen, then, for now we have begun.

And there is no end until I am human once more.

Or dead.

I believe you, and I trust you.

Show your feeling.

You must prove it, you must!

- How?

- You must spend the night in this room alone.

There will be only you and the evil.

I cannot help you.

- What, what happens in here?

- I am not sure myself.

But if you are willing to spend the night here, there is still hope for both of us.

- I will try.

- You must not be afraid.

You must not say a word, not even a scream.

- I promise to be brave.

- Now I must leave you.

If you are unable to bear it, I will die.

(sniffing/scratching) (sniffing/scratching) (strong wind blows) (howling) (wings flapping) (more howling) - I cannot stand it!

Let me out!

(crying) My dear!

Where are you?

What has happened to you?

Why don't you answer me?

Answer me!

Where are?

What?

What is the matter?

What has happened to you?

Are you hurt, dear Beast?

Why don't you answer me?

- I, I am dying.

- Oh, no.

You cannot die.

Please!

- I love you, my Beauty.

- Oh, my dearest.

I love you, too.

- I am free!

I am free!

Your kiss of love has lifted the evil spell!

- What?

I loved you as the Beast, and I love you as a man!

- The Three Rose is yours.

And as long as love exists, it will blossom.

(string music)