Beauty and the Beast (1987–1990): Season 2, Episode 13 - Arabesque - full transcript

This is where the wealthy
and the powerful rule.

It is her world,

a world apart from mine.

Her name... is Catherine.

From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart

with her beauty,

her warmth and her courage.

I knew then, as I know now,

she would change my life...

forever.

He comes from a secret place,
far below the city streets,



hiding his face from strangers,

safe from hate and harm.

He brought me there
to save my life.

And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit.

For we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.

And although
we cannot be together,

we will never, ever be apart.

You darkness,
that I come from,

I love you more
than all the fires

that fence in the world,

for the fire makes
a circle of light for everyone.

and then no one outside
learns of you.

But the darkness
pulls in everything--

shapes and fires,



animals and myself.

How easily it gathers them,

powers and people.

Collin.

It's a magical
night, isn't it?

Maybe it's just... cold.

You should...

button up.

Good night.

And it is possible

a great energy
is moving near me.

I have faith in lights.

Vincent?

Ah, there you are.

What is it, Father?

A message arrived for
you tonight from above.

Come and see me at midnight.

Our special place.

Lisa.

I must see her, Father.

She's gone, Vincent.

She can't be.

She went above.

Above?

It's best... for her.

I promise.

No.

Vincent...

It's because of me,
I know it.

You've done nothing
wrong, Vincent.

Nothing.

A message in the night.

It said so little,

but I could feel the urgency,
her need.

But she didn't come.

No.

It's almost as if
I imagined it.

There is a touring
company in town.

Maybe she's with them.

Your memories must be strong.

She left the tunnel
so many years ago.

We've heard of her successes.

Helpers would bring us news.

I saw her dance once.

It was truly inspired.

Yes.

What is it, Vincent?

Please tell her...

that she has a place.

And that I'm here.

I will.

Did she leave the tunnels
in order to dance?

That is not why she left,

although it might have been
a reason in time.

Why did she leave?

Because I loved her.

Bring it down.

Bring it down slow.

Grab the other side
of the bar.

Come on, girls,

come on,
I need those costumes.

Oh, I screwed up
my back again.

Do you think you could take this
in on the side?

What, so you could
split the seam

the next time
you eat lunch?

Look, I'm going to be here
till 3:00 in the morning

repairing the damage
you've done tonight.

No, no, you two
just go right on,

and I want those costumes
in wardrobe.

Okay, okay.
Excuse me.

What?
Could you tell me

where Lisa Campbell's
dressing room is, please?

Oh, sure, honey.

She's holding court
right over there

at the foot
of the stairs.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

And which was
your favorite?

Oh, there's no question,
Giselle.

December 23, 1978.

Why, I scarcely knew
how to walk back then.

May I say, you're even more
beautiful now,

Miss Campbell.

Lisa, please.

Lisa.

And thank you again

for the beautiful
flowers.

Oh, thank you,

Miss Campbell.

May I come in?

Please.

You danced wonderfully
tonight.

Thank you.

Do you come
to the ballet often?

As often as I can.

Actually, I'm here
for a friend...

a friend of
both of ours.

Oh?

Vincent.

You left a message.

He waited for you.

He was concerned.

Who are you?

I'm Catherine Chandler.

I told Vincent
that I would try to find you

and just make sure
that everything is all right.

Well...

everything's fine.

Vincent... cares about you
very much.

I suppose, he wanted
me to remind you,

in case you'd
forgotten.

Will you see him?

Yes.

Well, Catherine,

I can't thank you enough
for coming backstage.

Please come in, Collin.

Mr. Taggert's expecting
your call.

Oh, please tell Alain

that I'm visiting
with a very old friend.

We went to school
together.

Collin, I'd like to
introduce you to

Catherine Chandler,

Catherine, this is
Collin Hemmings,

my ever-faithful
and fearless watchdog.

How do you do?

You know, Collin,
you mustn't have

such a stern look
on your face.

It doesn't become you.

So you went to school together.

Here in New York?

Yes.

Which one was that?

Brookhill.

Good ol' Brookhill,
of course.

School of the Arts.

Well, you must have plans,

and I don't want
to keep you.

I should go.

Call me.

We can have lunch.

Great.

It'll be nice to catch up.

Nice to meet you,
Mr. Hemmings.

Almost done now.

Two more.

Yes?

What is it, Collin?

There's been a change of plans.

We're leaving
for London tonight.

Don't be silly.

I have three more
performances yet.

They've been canceled.

What are you talking about?

I haven't canceled anything.

I suggest you take it up
with Mr. Taggert

when we get back to London.

What exactly did you say to him?

You overestimate me.

Do I?

Look, I just do what I'm told.

I suggest you do the same.

Well...

Well, then...

if I'm not going to dance,
I might as well get back.

It will be good
to get home again.

I'm glad you feel like that.

You will give me time
to change and pack?

Of course.

I'll be right
outside the door.

Five minutes, Lisa.

Yes, I know,
Collin!

Lisa? Lisa?

Damn it!

Oh, Vincent.

Please be here.

Vincent!

Oh, Vincent!

Let me look at you.

You've changed.

Oh, Vincent.

You are my most special memory
in all the world.

I'd forgotten
how quiet you are.

You're angry.

You're angry I didn't come
the other night.

Well, I-I would have come
if I could have.

I tried to,

but you see, Mr. Palmieri,

Mr. Palmieri's a patron
of the ballet,

and, well, he had invited me
to dinner and...

he first saw me dance
when I was 22.

And, well, he's,
he's underwritten

the entire touring company
for the season, and, well...

Why are you here?

Vincent, please
don't worry.

I'm in New York,

and I so wanted
to see you again...

and Father
and everyone.

You never came before.

You know...

you must think of me
as a profligate sister,

long lost, abandoned,

who's finally found her
way home again for a visit.

To me, you're more
than a sister.

And I danced in Russia once.

Russia?

With the Kirov Ballet.

Oh, the theater
was a vision.

Just to set foot
on that stage.

I'd never seen anything
so beautiful in all my life.

It was like dancing
in a cathedral.

Did you really grow up
in tunnels?

I did.

Oh, you just can't
possibly imagine

all the people
who asked me

where I was born

or where I learned
to dance.

That's something
you should always
remember, Samantha.

You see,

80% of a woman's charm is

in her mystery.

I'll remember.

In fact...

if it hadn't been
for this place,

I might have never
learned to dance at all.

It was Father who found me
my very first teacher.

And Vincent,

why, it was Vincent

who took me to see
my very first ballet.

I love surprises.

Is my dress all right?

How do I look?
Lovely.

Vincent, listen.

You found a way,
didn't you?

Yes.

We must hurry.

Here, take my hand.

You go first,
and I'll follow.

One day I'm going to be
out there, too, Vincent.

I will dance for all the world.

I will dance for kings,

but I will be dancing
only for you.

And that's when
I knew.

You see,

dreams begin

right where you are.

Right here...

right now.

Will you teach me how
to dance sometime?

Of course, I
will, Samantha.

Assuming that Father

will allow me
to stay for a while.

You're welcome to.

As long as you wish.

But what about
your performances?

Well, the show's closed.

I was told yesterday evening

at dinner.

I see.

Well, in that case, please...

stay.

That's what I like to see,

taxpayers' money
hard at work.

I never thought of that.

Huh, I pay my own salary.

Don't get any ideas.

Good night, Joe.
Good night.

Hey, were you the one
that asked me

about that Englishman,
Alain Taggert?

Yeah.
I knew the name
sounded familiar.

A buddy of mine over at the U.S.
Attorney's office mentioned him.

Yeah?
Well, he's some kind

of international
arms broker.

You know, the kind of guy
that likes to play golf

with Ollie North on weekends?

He's been dealing weapons
to terrorist countries.

From what I hear, he's
about to be indicted.

Why'd you want to know?

Oh, just... I heard his name.

I was curious.

Okay. See you in the morning.

Bye.

You know that Father hates me.

Father doesn't hate you.

He hates me,

or why would he insult
me with his politeness?

He blames me.

Perhaps a part of him does.

Well, let's not
talk about it.

Lisa, there are things
you don't know of.

Oh, please, Vincent.

A time in my life
after you left.

I only want to remember
the pleasant moments.

Lisa...

I remember...

I remember running
through the tunnels,

through the dark,
so very fast.

And I always ran
towards the light,

that blinding light.

Do the children
still swim naked

in the pools
beneath the falls?

I think they do.

And the cliffs...

oh, do you
remember the cliffs?

I remember.

Diving down so very
deep into the water,

holding our breath for as
long as we possibly could.

You were happy here.

I was happy, wasn't I?

I think you were.

I'm suddenly tired.

Come.

The guest chamber is near.

I can find my way.

You needn't walk
me any further.

Lisa, I...

Please, Vincent.

I remember.

Sleep well.

She's involved with a man

who's about to be indicted
for arms smuggling.

There's a good chance she'll be
called to testify against him.

For Lisa to come back to us,
I knew there were other reasons.

I'm sorry.

Her performances were canceled.

She's probably gotten herself
out of the country by now.

Catherine, she's with us.

She is?

Well...

at least we know where she is.

Yes.

What does this woman
mean to you, Vincent?

Can you tell me?

There are moments,

images I remember so clearly,

burning so deeply.

Tell me about those moments.

It was a time...

when I first felt
the tremendous joy

that dreams could bring,

intoxication of
sending your heart soaring

into the realm
of hope.

It was at that same time
that I...

learned that, for me,
dreams could bring more pain

than I could ever bear,
enough pain to destroy me...

...even those around me.

How?

What happened?

You can tell me.

You can tell me anything.

I once thought that.

But there are things...

things I had dreamt away.

We've never withheld the truth
from each other.

Never.

I know.

We have a responsibility
to her.

She has no other place.

She has the world, Vincent.

This is her home.

This was her home.

Why do you persist
in punishing Lisa

for what happened?

For what I did?

Don't ever say that, Vincent.

Nothing has changed
since you sent her away.

I didn't send her away.

You did.
No.

How can you deny it?

Oh, for God's sake,

don't you understand?

I was trying
to protect you.

To protect me?

From her.

From disappointment.

I watched you growing
up beside Lisa,

watched you growing closer
to her,

knowing that one day

she would leave the tunnels
and you.

I...

I've tried to be...
fair, Vincent,

in raising all of you.

I made choices

that had
to be made.

Though I don't know anymore

which was right
and which was wrong.

All I do know, Vincent, is
that they were made with love.

And it is with love that I make
the choices I must... now

Hi.

13th and Lex, please.

Lisa.

Let go of me.

Stop.

No!

Lisa.

No, Vincent!

No.

No.

What's the matter?

You have such a strange
expression on your face.

Something's the matter.

I'm just going to pretend

that I don't notice anything
different about you at all.

What on earth
are you thinking of?

What happened
in this hall.

Winterfest.

Candles.

Music.

What happened
between both of us.

For so long, I...

I couldn't forgive myself
for hurting you,

for driving
you away.

I'm going to make
a new life for myself.

Lisa.

You hold too great a reverence
for the past, Vincent.

It was nothing.

Don't you see?

It was child's play.

Is that what
we're playing now?

Now?
Yes.

I know that you're in danger.

I know that you're afraid.

I know that you're hiding.

You surround yourself
with illusions,

but illusions fade.

Lisa...

Lisa, you must trust me.

Please.

As you once did.

Hey, what...?

Let's go for a little
drive, shall we?

Now, tell me.

Where is Lisa?

I don't know.

Wrong answer.

All right, let's try
again, shall we?

You see, it's just that easy
with a human limb.

John's done it 1,000 times--
haven't you, John?

And you wouldn't
be the first woman.

I'm okay. I'm okay.

Oh.

Excuse me, I
didn't mean to...

Lisa.

I was just looking
for Vincent.

Please, come in.

What happened?

Your friend, Collin,

he was determined to find you.

He thought I might know
where you were.

Collin?

I don't believe that...

Quite a few people are wondering
where you are.

Who?

Who's wondering?

U.S. Attorney,

a Federal Grand Jury.

They want to ask you
some questions

about Alain Taggert.

That's quite a statement.

I'm sure Mr. Taggert would like
to get you out of the country

before that happens,

or find some other way

to stop you
from incriminating him.

I promise you...

...I don't know
what you're talking about.

You must have made a mistake.

Now you're lying to me.

Don't tell me I'm lying.

You've lied to Vincent.

No, never.

Never to him.

You have caused him
some deep pain

which I cannot reach.

Well, if that's so,

I'll leave
immediately.

But you have
no place to go.

Nonsense.

I have hundreds of
places I could go.

Buenos Aires.

I have wonderful
friends there.

How long do you intend
to keep hiding?

I intend to survive.

What are you going
to do, Lisa?

What will you do
when it's all over?

When the world
no longer loves you?

Will you just cling
to whoever will have you?

Is that all you're worth?

You don't mean to
be unkind, do you?

No.

Just realistic.

Realistic.

Okay.

It is over.

Played out.

Do you know
what "played out" means to me?

It's when the music stops.

Miss Campbell?
Miss Campbell!

Miss Campbell!

Please
make room.

Please make room!

What's your relationship
with Alain Taggert?

Miss Campbell,
where have you been?

Miss Campbell,
would you like to
make a statement

about the article in
yesterday's paper?

What are you going
to say in there?

Miss Campbell, what's your
relationship with Alain Taggert?

Catherine?

I wonder if I'll ever
not be surprised

to see you there.

We've never withheld the truth
from each other.

No.

Catherine, there are things
I must tell you

about who I am...

and what I am.

Vincent...

...to me,

you're beautiful.

What I have to tell you
is not beautiful.

It's terrifying

and shameful,

but it is the truth.

Then, I want
to hear it.

You asked me
about Lisa,

about what she meant
in my life.

Yes.

I would watch her dance.

She would dance
in the Great Hall

alone,

for herself, for me.

There was nothing in the world
as beautiful as Lisa.

And you desired her.

There is no shame in that.

For me, there is.

Why?

Because I hurt her.

Because, in my desire,

I forgot who I was,
who I am.

As she moved closer,

I wanted to hold her.

She was dancing,
and-and I felt a pull.

It was pulling me to her,
and I reached out for her.

Suddenly,

in her eyes,

I saw her fear of me.

I-I saw myself...

...but I couldn't let go of her.

These hands

wouldn't let go of her.

And I hurt her.

And I knew that

these hands were not meant
to give love.

These hands are beautiful.

These are my hands.