me.
I would love to talk to you,
but you're hiding all the time.
Stop hiding.
I need to see you.
Show to me what you look like.
No, no, I'm ugly,
and you're beautiful.
I want to see you.
You've got a kind voice.
I scare everyone.
I won't be scared.
Hello!
Hello!
Is that you?
Show me your eyes.
I promise I won't be scared.
Forgive me.
Where are you? Answer me.
Where are you hiding?
Where are you?
I'll find you anyway.
Why are you hiding from me?
I'm not afraid of you. I was only
a little scared the first time.
Believe me, I'm not afraid of you
at all.
Are you hiding again?
I'm not hiding,
I'm looking at you.
I remember a young man
singing a song about love.
He was singing about a happy
butterfly.
The butterfly was so carefree
that it didn't notice how it died.
It died and said,
"I'm leaving grief to the others."
He finished his song,
and everybody laughed.
Why?
In old time, they used to laugh
on any occasion.
Everybody laughed
and ran off in different directions.
Don't you want to run away, too?
Everybody ran away,
some from fear, some from horror.
Who would want to be a friend
of a beast. A beast, a monster.
- But the grandfather stayed.
- He's ready to serve anyone.
And what about you?
Me?
Me!
This is a long story.
Anyway, I like peace and quiet.
I've solved many a mystery
in my solitude.
If you wish, I'll tell you
about it some day...
About how all the happy
stories end.
Where are you?
And I was wondering why this
terrible draught.
You should go to bed, old geezer.
You're troubling yourself all in vain.
One has to pay for evil doing. You
forgot how to do witchcraft anyway.
You grew skinny and vicious, but you
still watch and do your witchery.
- It's you?
- Yes, it's me.
I dozed off, too.
Do you see nice dreams?
I was dreaming of my father.
He misses me.
Your father! I know what you,
young girls, have on your mind.
What you're waiting for, what you
would go to the end of the world for.
- No, you don't know.
- I don't? It's love!
Love!
Take my advice: run from here.
What do you need him for?
He's a beast, a monster!
I can give you a book
with cabalistic signs.
Or I can teach you fortune-telling.
Or I can show you a lucky star
that will always direct you.
But you must run away from here.
Tell me, what do you need him for?
I can't leave,
I feel so sorry for him.
She pities a beast!
A beast!
Love! Love!
Where is it, your love?
There's no love here,
because he has no heart.
Didn't you know it?
It's so dull here, so lonesome.
You know, sometimes
I feel sorry for him, too.
He had no heart before, either.
That's why he's so ugly.
Tell me, will you remember me
sometimes?
Remember you?
I'll die without you!
What? Are you going...
to leave?
You're free to go. You've got
the ring.
I'll just see my father and be back.
- He won't let you go back.
- I won't tell him I'm going.
I'll be back before the day is out.
Tomorrow at midnight.
Tomorrow at midnight.
I'll be back.
As my darling came back
from the field...
He did tether his horse at the door...
He did tether his horse at the door,
And he was all in tears himself...
Are you awake, daughter?
He's missing me over there.
You mean the beast?
Of course, he's kind, he let you go,
we thank him for that.
But he's a beast anyway.
From now on we'll live happily!
You got so beautiful!
There will be no end of suitors,
we'll marry you off.
All right, go to bed.
Go and lie down.
Go to sleep.
Things will look better in the morning.
- What a shame to cheat father!
- She's hiding her ring.
- Something's stirring.
- Where?
I'm scared!
Can it be Alyona's beast?
- There it goes again.
- No, that's the dough rising.
No, it's not.
Devil, he scared me out of my wits!
It's almost midnight,
and we're not sleeping yet.
We must not let Alyona go
to the beast.
Let's stop the clock.
- While they're sleeping?
- Yes. Come on, hurry.
Quiet!
You'll wake them