Just as soon as I free this poor creature. Oafish Guard: You think he's ugly now? Watch this! Now, that's ugly!įrollo: You! Gypsy girl! Get down at once! Esmeralda: Yes, your honor. Phoebus: What are we going to do about it, sir?. I believe they have a safe haven, within the walls of this very city. And yet, for all of my success, they have thrived. Phoebus: I was summoned from the wars to capture fortune-tellers and palm-readers? Frollo: Oh, the real war, Captain, is what you see before you. Their heathen ways inflame the people's lowest instincts, and they must be stopped. Phoebus: Misled, Sir? Frollo: Look, Captain. It will take a firm hand to save the weak-minded from being so easily misled. Phoebus: Yes, sir!įrollo: You've come to Paris in her darkest hour, Captain. Frollo: Look at that disgusting display. Frollo: Oh, my dear, Quasimodo, you don't know what it's like out there. And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son? Quasimodo: I'm sorry, sir.
Frollo: Quasimodo, can't you understand? When your heartless mother abandoned you as a child, anyone else would drowned you. Quasimodo: I didn't mean to upset you, master. Thieves and hustlers and the dregs of humankind, all mixed together in a shallow, drunken stupor. Frollo: I am a public official I must go. Quasimodo: It's just that.you go every year. Quasimodo: No! Frollo: You are thinking about going to the festival. Frollo: Excuse me?! Quasimodo: F-f-forgiveness! Frollo: You said."festival". Frollo: D? Quasimodo: Damnation? Frollo: E? Quasimodo: Eternal damnation. Frollo: B? Quasimodo: Blasphemy? Frollo: C? Quasimodo: C-C-Contrition. Shall we review your alphabet today? Quasimodo: Oh, yes, Master. Frollo: Can stone talk? Quasimodo: No, it can't. And what are your friends made of, Quasimodo? Quasimodo: Stone. Frollo: Dear boy, whomever were you talking to? Quasimodo: My.friends. Hugo: Boy, nothin' like balcony seats for watching the ol' F.O.F. Victor: It is a treat to watch the colorful pageantry of the simple peasant folk. Hugo: All right, all right! Pour the wine and cut the cheese. Hugo: You mean the Feast of Fools? Quasimodo: Uh-huh. Hugo: Hey, Quasi, what's going on out there? A fight? A flogging? Victor: A festival. Dialogue Clopin: Who is this creature? Puppet: Who? Clopin: What is he? Puppet: What? Clopin: How did he come to be there? Puppet: How? Clopin: Hush! Puppet: Ow. There was no way she could've escaped.unless. I will never disobey you again.Ĭlaude Frollo I had the entire cathedral surrounded guards at every door.
SANCTUARY!!! SANCTUARY!!! SANCTUARY!!!.
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