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| Year: | 1996 |
| Rating: | 6.5(19425) |
| Listed in: | Animation, Drama, Family, Musical, Romance |
| Directed by: | Gary Trousdale Kirk Wise |
| Actors: | Jason Alexander Corey Burton Jim Cummings Bill Fagerbakke Tom Hulce Mary Kay Bergman |
Cast
| Directed by | |
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| Gary Trousdale | |
| Kirk Wise | |
| Actors | |
| Jason Alexander | as Hugo |
| Corey Burton | as Brutish Guard/Additional Voice |
| Jim Cummings | as Guards/Gypsies |
| Bill Fagerbakke | as Oafish Guard |
| Tom Hulce | as Quasimodo |
| Tony Jay | as Frollo |
| Paul Kandel | as Clopin |
| Charles Kimbrough | as Victor |
| Kevin Kline | as Phoebus |
| Patrick Pinney | as Guards/Gypsies/Additional Voice |
| Gary Trousdale | as The Old Heretic |
| David Ogden Stiers | as Archdeacon |
| Frank Welker | as Baby Bird |
| Jack Angel | as Additional Voice |
| Scott Barnes | as Additional Voice |
| Bob Bergen | as Additional Voice |
| Rodger Bumpass | as Additional Voice |
| Philip L. Clarke | as Additional Voice |
| Jonathan Dokuchitz | as Additional Voice |
| Bill Farmer | as Additional Voice |
| Laurie Faso | as Additional Voice |
| Merwin Foard | as Additional Voices |
| Eddie Korbich | as Additional Voice |
| Michael Lindsay | as Additional Voice |
| Howard McGillin | as Additional Voice |
| Bruce Moore | as Additional Voice |
| Phil Proctor | as Additional Voice |
| Jan Rabson | as Additional Voice |
| Peter Samuel | as Additional Voice |
| Gordon Stanley | as Additional Voice |
| Marcelo Tubert | as Additional Voice |
| Actresses | |
| Mary Kay Bergman | as Quasimodo's Mother/Additional Voice |
| Heidi Mollenhauer | as Esmeralda |
| Demi Moore | as Esmeralda |
| Mary Wickes | as Laverne |
| Jane Withers | as Additional Laverne Dialogue |
| Joan Barber | as Additional Voice |
| Susan Blu | as Additional Voice |
| Maureen Brennan | as Additional Voice |
| Victoria Clark | as Additional Voice |
| Jennifer Darling | as Additional Voice |
| Debi Derryberry | as Additional Voice |
| Dana Hill | as Additional Voice |
| Judy Kaye | as Additional Voice |
| Alix Korey | as Additional Voice |
| Sherry Lynn | as Additional Voice |
| Mona Marshall | as Additional Voice |
| Mickie McGowan | as Additional Voice |
| Anna McNeely | as Additional Voice |
| Denise Pickering | as Additional Voice |
| Kath Soucie | as Additional Voice |
| Mary Stout | as Additional Voice |
Movie info
| Languages: | English |
| Budget: | USD 70,000,000 |
| Gross: |
USA - 99,843,665 USD (29 December 1996) UK - 9,805,545 GBP (15 September 1996) Worldwide - 85,800,000 USD (except USA) Italy - 878,556,000 ITL (1 December 1996) |
| Plot: | In 15th century Paris, Clopin the puppeteer tells the story of Quasimodo, the misshapen gentle-souled bell ringer of Notre Dame, who was nearly killed as a baby by Claude Frollo, the Minister of Justice. But Frollo was forced by the Archdeacon of Notre Dame to raise Quasimodo as his own. Now a young man, Quasimodo is hidden from the world by Frollo in the belltower of the cathedral. But during the Festival of Fools, Quasimodo, cheered on by his gargoyle friends Victor, Hugo, and Laverne, decides to take part in the festivities, where he meets the lively gypsy girl Esmeralda and the handsome soldier Phoebus. The three of them find themselves ranged against Frollo's cruelty and his attempts to destroy the home of the gypsies, the Court of Miracles. And Quasimodo must desperately defend both Esmeralda and the very cathedral of Notre Dame. |
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Original Soundtracks
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"The Bells of Notre Dame" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Paul Kandel, David Ogden Stiers "Out There" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Tony Jay , Tom Hulce "Topsy Turvy" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Paul Kandel "Humiliation" Written by Alan Menken "God Help the Outcasts" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Heidi Mollenhauer "The Bell Tower" Written by Alan Menken "Heaven's Light/Hellfire" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Tom Hulce, Tony Jay "A Guy Like You" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Jason Alexander , Charles Kimbrough, Mary Wickes, Mary Stout "Paris Burning" Written by Alan Menken "The Court of Miracles" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Paul Kandel "Sanctuary" Written by Alan Menken "And He Shall Smite the Wicked" Written by Alan Menken "Into the Sunlight" Written by Alan Menken "The Bells of Notre Dame (Reprise)" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Paul Kandel "Someday" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Eternal "God Help the Outcasts" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Bette Midler "Someday" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by All-4-One "Heaven's Light (Reprise)" Written by Alan Menken & Stephen Schwartz Performed by Tom Hulce "Cyclone" Written by Herbert Stothart, George Bassman and George Stoll |
Goofs
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Continuity: The gargoyles used for drainage are supposed to be hollow, but when Frollo breaks them they are solid. Continuity: The grapes on Quasimodo's plate change from scene to scene. Continuity: The lead that Quasimodo pours soon disappears. Continuity: Quasimodo swings down from the top of the bell tower to the ground on a rope that was previously only about 15 feet long. Continuity: When Esmeralda sings "God Help the Outcasts" while passing people in Notre Dame, the gold coins from her sash are missing. Continuity: When Phoebus is shot the arrow strikes him in the back. Later the wound is seen to be in the front, with no wound visible in the back. Continuity: The bugs crawling on the block that Frollo holds while talking to Phoebus about the Court of Miracles. Fact errors: The Festival of Fools takes place at Twelfth Night, on January 6 - the song "Topsy Turvy" mentions "the sixth of 'Januervy'". But in a later scene, Frollo brings Quasimodo fresh grapes. Grapes are not ripe in January in France. Continuity: During the "Out There" number, when Quasimodo sings "If I was in their skin", he is standing over a wall completely in shadow. When he slides down the flying buttress in the very next shot, the wall is brightly lit. Continuity: Before Quasimodo turns to talk to the baby pigeon, the nest is empty. In the very next shot, the pigeon is clearly visible in the nest, even before it wakes up. Continuity: When Esmeralda and Quasimodo are about to jump off the top of Notre Dame, Esmeralda ties a kerchief around Djali's eyes and it wraps around the top of his head. In the next shot, however, the kerchief is wrapped vertically, from top to bottom, and it looks much larger. Continuity: When Frollo gets angry with Quasimodo for helping Esmeralda escape Notre Dame he slams the sculpture of her down on the table close to and on the left side of a candle. In the next shot the sculpture is on the right side and is farther away from the candle. Continuity: When Quasimodo is desperate to hide Phoebus beneath his table he knocks over the small sculpture of Frollo. In the next shot it is Esmeralda's sculpture that has been knocked over. DATE: When Quasimodo is seen singing "Out There" on the cathedral's roof we can see a set of copper green statues - the 12 apostles - around the central needle. These statues were not added until the XIX century during a general restoration directed by Viollet-le-Duc, a French architect who had read Victor Hugo's novel and was concerned about the possibility of Notre Dame being demolished, as some authorities of the time had considered. Consequently, it would have been impossible to see those statues at the time the movie is set. DATE: In the movie, Notre Dame is seen with a wide square in front of it. However, during the time the movie is set (XV-XVI century) this square did not exist. It was occupied by the Hotel Dieu, a medieval hospital which was not demolished until the XIX century. Miscellaneous: At the time of the movie, the use of digital technology to create large crowds of people was fairly new. Thus in many places if you watch the crowds instead of the main characters, you can clearly see how the crowd members all have simple, almost undefined faces and move in very computerized ways. This is especially easy to see at the end of the movie when the little girl pulls Quasimodo into the crowd - watch the crowd that parts for them. Other good examples are just after that when the crowd carries Quasimodo across the square (watch individual crowd members), at the Festival of Fools, and in the shot during the final battle where the gypsies and villagers, moving en mass towards the cathedral, are seen from above. Continuity: When Frollo picks up a piece of the rail, to make his point about the gypsies, the curved edges of the rail are facing towards him, but in the next shot, when he slams it down, the rail fragment is facing the other way. Continuity: During the song "Bells of Notre Dame," the Archdeacon's eyebrows change from gray to black. Continuity: While Frollo is singing "Hellfire", he pulls out Esmeralda's sash. At various points throughout the song, the sash disappears and reappears in his hands. Continuity: In the scene where Phoebus is arriving in Paris and looking for the Palace of Justice, Achilles sits on one of the soldiers and Phoebus cuts off half of his mustache with his sword. However, in the scene where Quasimodo is being tormented at the festival, the focus goes back to the same soldier. In some scenes he has his entire mustache, in other scenes only half. DATE: All the exterior sculptures on the Cathedral are shown as plain, natural-colored stone. At the time the story is set, they were polychromatic - painted in colors. Continuity: Frollo does not age at all over the course of the film, even though twenty years have passed from his opening scene. SYNC: Just as Frollo starts scolding Quasimodo for helping Esmeralda escape Notre Dame, he knocks Quasi to the floor. In the next shot, Quasi is seen mouthing something like, "But I...", but no sound is heard. Continuity: During "Heaven's Light", Victor's drawing changes from the goat-like claw with a semi-circular line to his final stick figure drawing of Esmeralda. Continuity: In all the scenes with Quasimodo's model village of Paris, we see additional carvings on the model of Notre Dame, especially on the towers. In some scenes, the additional carvings are visible, and in some, they're not. Continuity: After Esmeralda and Phoebus meet, Djali the goat smacks him in the stomach. Esmeralda explains that he doesn't like strangers. However, throughout the rest of the movie, as well as the sequel, it seems like Djali is female, once Hugo starts taking a shine to Djali. |
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Esmeralda: [singing] I ask for nothing, I can get by / But I know so many less lucky than I / Please help my people, the poor and downtrod / I thought we all were the children of God / God help the outcasts, children of God. Laverne: [to Quasimodo] Quasi, take it from an old spectator. Life's not a spectator sport. If watchin' is all you're gonna do, then you're gonna watch your life go by without ya. Frollo: [as Quasimodo towers over him] Now, now... L-Listen to me, Quasimodo... Quasimodo: [heaving in gasping breaths] No, *you* listen! All my life, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place. But now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you... Frollo: Look at that disgusting display. Phoebus: [raising his visor] Yes, sir! Clopin: [to Quasimodo and Phoebus] You're very clever to have found our hideaway. Unfortunately, you won't live to tell the tale. [describing the bells] Clopin: Listen. They're beautiful, no? So many colors of sound, so many changing moods. Because, you know, they do not ring all by themselves. Puppet: They don't? Clopin: No, you silly boy. Up there, high, high in the dark bell tower, lives the mysterious bell ringer. 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! Clopin: Clopin will tell you. It is a tale, a tale of a man, and a monster. Clopin: [singing] Once a year we throw a party here in town / Once a year we turn all Paris upside-down / Every man's a king and every king's a clown / Once again it's Topsy-turvy Day! Esmeralda: [reading Quasimodo's palm] Hmm. Hmm, mmm, mmm. Well, that's funny. Quasimodo: What? Esmeralda: I don't see any... Quasimodo: Any what? Esmeralda: Monster lines. Not a single one. Esmeralda: [holds out her hand] Now, you look at me. Do you think I'm evil? Quasimodo: No! No-No. Y-You are kind and good and... and... Esmeralda: And a Gypsy. And maybe Frollo's wrong about the both of us. Clopin: [singing] Now here is a riddle / To guess if you can / Sing the bells of Notre Dame / Who is the monster / And who is the man?/ Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells / Bells of Notre Dame Quasimodo: You are good to me master. I'm sorry. Frollo: You're forgiven. But remember Quasimodo, this is your sanctuary. [Frollo leaves] Quasimodo: My sanctuary. Quasimodo: [singing] Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives. Through the roofs and gables I can see them. Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives, heedless of the gift it is to be them. If I was in their skin, I'd treasure every instant out there, strolling by the Seine, taste a morning out there, like ordinary men, who freely walk about there. Just one day, and then I swear I'll be content with my share. Won't resent, won't despair, old and bent, I won't care, I'll have spent one day out there! Brutish Guard: Minister Frollo. The gypsy has escaped. Frollo: What? Brutish Guard: She's nowhere in the cathedral. She's gone. Frollo: But how? I... [pause] Frollo: Never mind. Get out you idiot. I'll find her. I'll find her if I burn down all of Paris! Frollo: [singing] God have mercy on her / God have mercy on me / But she will be mine or she... will... BURN! Hugo: You're human, with the flesh, and the hair, and the navel lint. We're just part of the architecture. Right, Victor? Victor: Yet, if you kick us, do we not flake? If you moisten us, do we not grow moss? Quasimodo: [Introducing the bells to Esmeralda] This is Little Sophia. And Jeanne-Marie, Anne-Marie, and Louise-Marie. Triplets, you know. Esmeralda: And who is this? Quasimodo: Big Marie. Esmeralda: [Inside the bell] Hello! [Bell resonates] Quasimodo: She likes you. Esmeralda: Let's see. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine... So there's ten of you and one of me. What's a poor girl to do? [Pretends to cry into a handkerchief, then blows on it and disappears in a cloud of smoke] Phoebus: [as Quasimodo is cruelly humiliated by the crowd] Sir, request permission to stop this cruelty. Frollo: In a moment, captain. A lesson needs to be learned here. Phoebus: [to Esmeralda] Candlelight, privacy, music. Can't think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat. Phoebus: You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything. Quasimodo: Is this the Court of Miracles? Phoebus: Offhand, I'd say it's the Court of Ankle-deep Sewage. Esmeralda: [singing] I don't know if you can hear me / Or if you're even there / I don't know if you would listen / To a Gypsy's prayer / Yes, I know I'm just an outcast / I shouldn't speak to you / Still, I see your face and wonder / Were you once an outcast, too? Phoebus: You fight almost as well as a man. Esmeralda: Funny, I was going to say the same thing about you. Quasimodo: If I got caught. Victor: Better to beg forgiveness than ask permission. Frollo: You, Gypsy girl. Get down at once! Esmeralda: Yes, Your Honor. Just as soon as I free this poor creature. Frollo: I forbid it! [Esmeralda cuts the ropes tying Quasimodo to the wheel] Frollo: How dare you defy me? Esmeralda: You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people. You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help! Frollo: Silence! Esmeralda: Justice! Frollo: Mark my words, Gypsy, you will pay for this insolence. Esmeralda: Then it appears we've crowned the wrong fool. The only fool I see is you! [tosses King of Fools crown at Frollo's feet] Frollo: [supervising someone being whipped, just as Phoebus arrives] Stop. Torturer: Yes, sir? Frollo: Ease up. Wait between lashes. Otherwise, the old sting will dull him to the new. Torturer: Yes, sir. Frollo: [turns to Phoebus] Ah, so this is the gallant Captain Phoebus, home from the wars. Phoebus: Reporting for duty as ordered, sir. Frollo: Your service record precedes you, Phoebus. I expect nothing but the best from a war hero of your caliber. Phoebus: And you shall have it, sir. I guarantee it. Frollo: You know, my last captain of the guards was, um, a bit of a disappointment to me. [whip crack, followed by screaming] Frollo: Well, no matter, I'm sure you'll... *whip* my men into shape. Phoebus: Well, that's a great... tremendous honor, sir. [Quasimodo stumbles into Esmeralda's tent] Esmeralda: Hey! Are you all right? Quasimodo: [hiding his face with his hood] I-I didn't mean to, I, I'm sorry. Esmeralda: Oh you're not hurt, are you? Here, here, let's see. [she lifts Quasimodo's hood from over his face] Quasimodo: No, no! - N-no! Esmeralda: There. See? No harm done. Just try to be a little more careful. Quasimodo: I, I... I-I will. Esmeralda: By the way... great mask. Hugo: Hey isn't that, uh, Feeble? Laverne: Doofus. Quasimodo: Phoebus! [after the night with the visions] Phoebus: Good morning, sir. Are you feeling all right? Frollo: I had a little trouble with the fireplace. Clopin: [singing] Now that we've seen all the evidence... Puppet: Wait! I object! Clopin: Overruled! Puppet: I object! Clopin: QUIET! Puppet: Dang. Clopin: [singing] We find you totally innocent... which is the worst crime of all... Gypsies: SO YOU'RE GOING TO HANG! Phoebus: Esmeralda? Esmeralda: Shh. Shh. Shh. You'll hide here until you're strong enough to move. [Esmeralda pulls out a flask] Phoebus: Great. I could use a drink. [Esmeralda pours it on his wound, and Phoebus cries out in pain] Phoebus: Yes! Hmmm. Feels like a fourteen seventy Burgundy. Not a good year. Esmeralda: Maybe Frollo's wrong about the both of us. [the gargoyles are eavesdropping] Hugo: What did she say? Laverne: Frollo's nose is long, and he wears a truss. Hugo: Ha! Told ya. Pay up. Victor: Oh, dear... [hands him a coin] Hugo: [takes the coin] Chump! Laverne: [to the pigeons] Don't you ever migrate? The Old Heretic: I'm free! I'm free! The Old Heretic: [trips and falls into a pillory] Dang it! Hugo: What're you guys talkin' about? If I knew Esmeralda, she's three steps ahead of Frollo and well outta harm's way. Quasimodo: [doubtfully] Do you really think so? Hugo: Hey, when things cool off, she'll be back. You'll see. Quasimodo: [puzzledly] What makes you so sure? Laverne: Because she likes ya. [ruffling Quasi's hair] We always said you were the cute one. Hugo: [eating crackers and cheese] I thought *I* was the cute one! Laverne: No, you're the fat, stupid one with the big mouth! Hugo: Whatcha sayin', exactly? Frollo: Shall we review your alphabet today? Quasimodo: Oh, yes, Master. I would like that very much. Frollo: Very well. A? Quasimodo: Abomination. Frollo: B? Quasimodo: Blasphemy? Frollo: C? Quasimodo: C-C-Contrition. Frollo: D? Quasimodo: Damnation? Frollo: E? Quasimodo: Eternal damnation. Frollo: Good. F? Quasimodo: Festival. Frollo: [nearly chokes] Excuse me? Quasimodo: F-F-Forgiveness. Frollo: And look what else I've caught in my net. Captain Phoebus, back from the dead. Another "miracle", no doubt. I shall remedy that. Phoebus: Speaking of trouble, we should have run into some by now. Quasimodo: What do you mean? Phoebus: You know, a guard, a booby trap... [his torchlight promptly goes out, leaving them in darkness] Phoebus: ...or an ambush. Phoebus: [to the Parisians] Citizens of Paris! Frollo has persecuted our people, ransacked our city. And now he has declared war on Notre Dame herself! Will we allow it? Frollo: [singing] Protect me, Maria / Don't let the siren cast her spell / Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone / Destroy Esmeralda / And let her taste the fires of hell / Or else let her be mine and mine alone. Hugo: Give her some slack, then reel her in. Then give her some slack... Laverne: Knock it off, Hugo. She's a girl, not a mackerel. Frollo: The sentence for insubordination is death. Such a pity. You threw away a promising career. Phoebus: Consider it my highest honor, sir. Phoebus: Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding? Esmeralda: You're lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart. Phoebus: [holding her hand to his heart] I'm not so sure it didn't. Frollo: [to Quasimodo] Quasimodo, can't you understand? When your heartless mother abandoned you as a child, anyone else would have drowned you. And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son? Frollo: [picks up one of Quasimodo's wooden figures] Isn't this one new? It's awfully good. Looks very much like the Gypsy girl. I know... you helped her ESCAPE! Quasimodo: But I... Frollo: And now all Paris is burning because of YOU! Quasimodo: She was kind to me, Master. Frollo: You idiot! That wasn't kindness! It was cunning! She's a Gypsy! Gypsies are not capable of real love! Think, boy! Think of your MOTHER! Hugo: Hey, Quasi, what's goin' on out there? A fight? A flogging? Victor: A festival. Hugo: You mean the Feast of Fools? All right, all right! Pour the wine and cut the cheese. Victor: It is a treat to watch the colorful pageantry of the simple peasant folk. Hugo: Boy, nothin' like balcony seats for watching the ol' F.O.F. Quasimodo: Yeah, watching. [Quasimodo leaves, downcast] Hugo: Oh, look. A mime. [Hugo prepares to spit on the mime, Victor stops him] Frollo: The Gypsies live outside the normal order. Their heathen ways inflame the people's lowest instincts. And they must be stopped. Phoebus: I was summoned from the wars to capture fortune-tellers and palm readers? Frollo: Ah, the real war, Captain, is what you see before you. For twenty years I have been "taking care" of the Gypsies... [squashes ants on the sill] Frollo: ...one by one. And yet, for all my success, they have thrived. [lifts block to expose a swarm of bugs] Frollo: I believe they have a safe haven within the walls of this very city. A nest, if you will. They call it the Court of Miracles. Phoebus: What are we going to do about it, sir? [Frollo smashes the block over the bugs] Phoebus: You make your point quite vividly, sir. Clopin: And Frollo gave the child a cruel name, a name that means "half-formed". Quasimodo. [after the pigeon fledgling leaves the nest, Hugo comes alive and spits out the nest in his mouth] Hugo: Man! I thought he'd never leave. I'll be spitting feathers for a week. Victor: Well, that's what you get for sleeping with your mouth open. Hugo: Ha-ha-ha. Go scare a nun. Frollo: Dear boy, whomever are you talking to? Quasimodo: My... friends. Frollo: I see. Frollo: [taps the head of one of the gargoyles] And what are your friends made of, Quasimodo? Quasimodo: Stone. Frollo: Can stone talk? Quasimodo: No, it can't. Frollo: That's right. You're a smart lad. Frollo: This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs. The Archdeacon: [singing] See, there, the innocent blood you have spilt on the steps of Notre Dame. Frollo: I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued. The Archdeacon: [singing] Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt on the steps of Notre Dame! Frollo: My conscience is clear. The Archdeacon: [singing] You can lie to yourself and your minions, you can claim that you haven't a qualm, but you never can run from nor hide what you've done from the eyes! [pointing to statues of saints] The very eyes of Notre Dame! Quasimodo: Pheobus! [Pheobus yelps in fright, but Quasi silences him] I'm coming with you. Phoebus: Glad you changed your mind. Quasimodo: But I'm not doing it for you, I'm doing it for her. Phoebus: You know where she is? Quasimodo: [presenting Esmeralda's map to Pheobus] No, but she said that this will help us find her. Phoebus: [holding up Esmerelda's map] Good, good, good. Ahhhh, great... what is it? Quasimodo: I'm not sure. Phoebus: [examining the map] Hmm, must be some sort of code. Maybe it's Arabic. No, no, it's not Arabic, maybe it's ancient Greek. Quasimodo: [remembering Esmeralda's quote] "When you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand." Phoebus: What? Quasimodo: It's the city! Phoebus: What're you talking about? Quasimodo: [pointing out the symbols on the map] It's a map, see? Here's the cathedral, and the river, and this little stone must be... Phoebus: I've never seen a map that looks like... Quasimodo: [arguing while Pheobus babbles] Look, *I've* lived up in the bell tower for 20 years, and I think I know what the city looks like from above, and this is it! Phoebus: [with Quasi] This is not it. [they both take deep breathes] Phoebus: All right. Okay. If you say it's a map, fine. It's a map. But if we're going to find Esmeralda, we'll have to work together. Truce? Quasimodo: Well... okay. [slaps Pheobus's back; he yelps in pain] Sorry. Phoebus: [as he and Quasi walk away to the Court of Miracles] No, you're not. Quasimodo: [singing] So many times out there / I've watched a happy pair / Of lovers walking in the night / They had a kind of glow around them / It almost looks like Heaven's light / I knew I'd never know / That warm and loving glow / Though I might wish with all my might / No face as hideous as my face / Was ever meant for Heaven's light / But suddenly an angel has smiled at me / And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright / I dare to dream that she / Might even care for me / And as I ring these bells tonight / My cold, dark tower seems so bright / I swear it must be Heaven's light. Victor: Oh, but that poor Gypsy girl. I'm beginning to fear the worst. Laverne: I know, but now don't you say anything to upset Quasimodo. He's worried enough already. Hugo: Yeah, you're right. We'd better lighten up. Victor: [as Quasi climbs down after ringing the bells] Shh-shh-shh! Here he comes. Laverne: Now just stay calm. Victor: Not a word. Hugo: Easy does it. Victor: Look stone faced. Quasimodo: [approaching the window] Any sign of her? Victor: [Breaks down and weeps] Doh, it's a lost cause! She could be anywhere: in the stocks, in the dungeon, or on the rack! Oh God... Laverne: Nice work, Victor. [Quasimodo is chained down, the gargoyles are trying to free him] Hugo: Come on, Quasi, snap out of it! Victor: Your friends are down there! Quasimodo: [despondently] It's all my fault. Laverne: [as she, Hugo, and Victor try tugging the chains] You gotta break these chains! Quasimodo: [sulkingly] I can't. I tried. What difference would it make? Victor: But you can't let Frollo *win*! Quasimodo: [despondently again] He already has. Hugo: [dropping the chains] Say, you're giving up? That's it? Laverne: These chains aren't what's holding you back, Quasimodo. Quasimodo: [snapping] Leave me alone. Hugo: [meekly] Okay. Okay, Quasi. We'll leave you alone. Victor: After all, we're only made out of stone. [he and Hugo turn to stone] Laverne: We just thought maybe you were made of somethin' stronger. [turns to stone] [pause; Frollo's voice drifts up from below] Frollo: For justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation, it is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon... back where she belongs! [he fires the kindling while the crowd indistinctly shouts in protest] Quasimodo: *Nooooooooooooooo!* [the chains snap taut, the bells resonate as the pillars Quasimodo is chained to break and fall] Laverne: Look, he's got a friend with him! Hugo: Yeah, maybe today wasn't a total loss, after all. Victor: A vision of loveliness. Hugo: The one in the dress ain't bad, either. Frollo: [singing] It's not my fault... Chorus: Mea culpa [My fault] Frollo: I'm not to blame... Chorus: Mea culpa [My fault] Frollo: It is the Gypsy girl / The witch who sent this flame. Chorus: Mea maxima culpa [My most grievous fault] Frollo: It's not my fault... Chorus: Mea culpa [My fault] Frollo: If in God's plan... Chorus: Mea culpa [My fault] Frollo: He made the Devil so much stronger than a man. Chorus: Mea maxima culpa [My most grievous fault] Frollo: I should have known you would risk your life to save that Gypsy witch, just as your own mother died trying to save you. Quasimodo: What? Frollo: Now I'm going to do what I should have done... twenty years ago! [the gargoyles have made a catapult] Victor: Ready, aim, fire! [they throw the whole catapult at the guards; it misses them, falling face down] Victor: Are you *sure* that's how it works? [the catapult deploys, flipping over and hitting the guards] Hugo: Works for me! Victor: Perhaps he's sick. Laverne: Impossible. If twenty years of listening to you two hasn't made him sick by now, nothing will. Clopin: [to the Gypsies] Gather around, everyone. There's "good noose" tonight! It's a double-header. A couple of Frollo's spies. [Gypsies boo] Clopin: And not just any spies. His captain of the guards, and his loyal, bell-ringing henchman. Frollo: And he shall smite the wicked and *plunge* them into the fiery *pit!* Esmeralda: What are you doing? Frollo: [caressing her neck] I was just imagining a rope around that beautiful neck. [she elbows him in the gut so he loses his grip] Esmeralda: [snarls] I know what you were "imagining." Hugo: Hey hey! There he is! Victor: You ejected that tin-plated baboon with great panache! Hugo: The nerve of him! Snooping around here trying to steal your girl. Quasimodo: My girl? Laverne: Esmeralda. Dark hair, works with a goat. Remember? Hugo: Boy, I do! Way to go, lover boy! Quasimodo: "Lover boy"? Oh, no, no, no, no. Laverne: Aw, don't be so modest. Quasimodo: Look, I appreciate what you're all trying to do, but let's not fool ourselves. "Ugliest face in all of Paris", remember? I don't think I'm her type. Hugo: You could wear a disguise, just this once. What Frollo doesn't know can't hurt ya. Victor: Ignorance is bliss. Hugo: [to the side] Look who's talkin'. Phoebus: [pulling Quasi up onto the balcony after he helps Esmeralda escape Notre Dame] Hi there. I'm looking for the gypsy girl. Have you seen her? [Quasi jumps onto the balcony, growling at Pheobus like a wild dog, as Pheobus backs away] Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy! Quasimodo: [grabbing a torch] No soldiers! Sanctuary! Get out! Phoebus: Wait! All I want is to... Quasimodo: Go! Phoebus: I mean her no harm. Quasimodo: [growls, then waves the torch wildly at Pheobus] Rrrrrr... GO! [Pheobus draws his sword, trapping the torch against the wall, as Quasi lifts him up by the collar] Phoebus: You tell her for me, that I didn't mean to trap her here. But it was the only way I could save her life. Will you tell her that? Will you? Quasimodo: If you go. Now. Phoebus: I'll go. Now, will you - put me down, please? Clopin: [singing] Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles / I am the lawyers and judge all in one / We like to get the trial over with quickly / Because it's the sentence that's really the fun! Frollo: [after locking in the miller and his family] Burn it. Phoebus: What? Frollo: Until it smolders, these people are traitors, and must be made examples of. Phoebus: With all due respect, sir, I was not trained to murder the innocent. Frollo: But you were trained to follow orders. [Phoebus douses his torch] Frollo: Insolent coward! Hugo: [singing] Paris, the city of lovers, is glowing this evening / True, that's because it's on fire, but still there's l'amour / Somewhere out there in the night / Her heart is also alight / And I know the guy she just might be burning for. Frollo: The time has come, Gypsy. You stand upon the brink of the abyss. Yet even now it is not too late. I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire. [Esmeralda spits in Frollo's face] Frollo: The Gypsy Esmeralda has refused to recant. This evil witch has put the soul of every person in Paris in awful jeopardy... [Opening lines] Clopin: [singing] Morning in Paris, the city awakes / To the bells of Notre Dame / The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes / To the bells of Notre Dame / To the big bells as loud as the thunder / To the little bells soft as a psalm / And some say the soul of the city's the toll of the bells / The bells of Notre Dame. Quasimodo: [singing] Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone / Gazing at the people down below me / All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone / Hungry for the histories they show me / All my life I memorize their faces / Knowing them as they will never know me / All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day / Not above them / But part of them... Frollo: [to Esmeralda] You've chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless. Set one foot outside, and you're mine. Quasimodo: You killed her. Frollo: It was my duty. Horrible as it was, I hope you can forgive me. [Quasimodo continues to weep bitterly] Frollo: There, there, Quasimodo. I know it hurts. But now the time has come to end your suffering... [raises a dagger above Quasimodo] Frollo: Forever. Oafish Guard: [to Esmeralda] Come back here, gypsy! Quasimodo: [to Esmeralda] Quick! This way! Phoebus: Oh, and one more thing: tell Esmeralda - she's very lucky. Quasimodo: Why? Phoebus: To have a friend like you. [last lines] Hugo: Good night, everybody! Phoebus: Achilles, sit! [horse Achilles sits on the Guard's face] Oafish Guard: Get off me! Laverne: [to the birds] Fly, my pretties! Fly, fly! [cackles] Laverne: [singing] Call me a hopeless romantic but Quasi, I feel it. Victor: [singing] She wants you so / Any moment she'll walk through that door. Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] For... Hugo: [singing] A guy so swell. Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] A guy like you. Hugo: [singing] With all you bring her. Victor, Laverne: [singing] I tell you Quasi. Hugo: [singing] A fool could tell. Victor, Laverne: [singing] There never was. Hugo: [singing] It's why she fell. Victor, Laverne: [singing] Another, was he? Hugo: [singing] For you-know-who. Victor, Laverne: [singing] From king to serf to the bourgeoisie. Hugo: [singing] You ring the bell. Victor, Laverne: [singing] They're all a second-stringer. Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] You're the bell ringer! / When she wants ooh-la-la / And she wants you la-la / She will discover, guy / You're one heck of a guy / Who wouldn't love a guy like you? Hugo: [singing] You got a lot / The rest have not / So she's gotta love a guy like you! Hugo: [singing] A guy like you she's never known, kid / A guy like you a girl does not meet every day / You've got a look that's all your own, kid / Could there be two? Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] Like you? No way! Hugo: [singing] Those other guys that she could dangle all look the same from every boring point of view / You're a surprise from every angle / Mon Dieu above she's gotta love a guy like you. Victor: [singing] A guy like you gets extra credit / Because it's true you've got a certain some thing more. Hugo: [spoken] You're aces, kid Laverne: [singing] You see that face / You don't forget it Victor, Laverne: [singing] Want something new? Hugo: [singing] That's you. Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] For sure! Laverne: [singing] We all have gaped at some Adonis. Victor: [singing] But then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew. Hugo: [singing] And since you're shaped like a croissant is. Hugo, Victor, Laverne: [singing] No question of she's gotta love a guy like you! Esmeralda: What is this place? Quasimodo: This is where I live. Esmeralda: Did you make all these things yourself? Quasimodo: Most of them. Esmeralda: This is beautiful. Oh, if I could do this, you wouldn't find me dancing in the streets for coins. Quasimodo: But you're a wonderful dancer. Esmeralda: Well, it keeps bread on the table, anyway. What's this? Quasimodo: Oh! No, please...! I-I-I'm not finished. I-I-I still have to paint them. Esmeralda: It's the blacksmith. And the baker! You're a surprising person, Quasimodo. Phoebus: [about Esmeralda] What a woman! Frollo: Captain Phoebus, arrest her! Man In Crowd: That's no mask. Woman In Crowd: It's his face! He's hideous! Man In Crowd: It's the bellringer from Notre Dame! [the crowd gasps in fright] Quasimodo: Oh! Oh! Oh! [buries his face in his hands] Clopin: [appearing onstage reassuring the audience, then soon crowning Quasi] Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic. We asked for the ugliest face in Paris, and here he is! Quasimodo, the hunchback of Notre Dame! Crowd: [sings] Come one, come all! / Leave your looms and milking stools / Coop the hens and pen the mules. / Come one, come all! / Close the churches and the schools / It's the day for breaking rules / Come and join the feast of... Clopin: [sings] Fools! Quasimodo: [sings] And out there living in the sun / Give me one day out there / All I ask is one to hold forever / Out there where they all live unaware / What I'd give, what I'd dare, just to live one day out there. Frollo: [to Quasimodo] Oh, my dear Quasimodo. You don't know what it's like out there. I do. I do. [sings] The world is cruel, the world is wicked / It's I alone that you can trust in this whole city. / I am your only friend. / I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you / I who look upon you without fear. / How can I protect you boy, unless you always stay in here. / Away in here. Laverne: Nobody wants to stay cooped up here forever. Quasimodo: [gets up excitedly] You're right! I'll go! [the gargoyles cheer as Quasimodo tells them what he'll do in preparation] I'll get cleaned up, I'll stroll down those stairs, and march through the doors, and... Quasimodo: [to a baby bird] Good morning. [the baby bird chirps in greeting] Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly? [baby bird chirps sadly] You sure? Good day to try. [lifts the bird out of the nest] Why, if-if I picked a day to fly, oh, this would be it. The Festival of Fools. [the baby bird chirps sadly again] It'll be fun, with jugglers, an-and music and dancing! [the baby bird now starts flapping its wings, and flies in place as Quasimodo chuckles, until a flock of birds fly past, then the bird chirps excitedly] Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever. [the bird now flies away to join the flock] Frollo: Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo. [singing] Frollo: You are deformed... Quasimodo: [singing] I am deformed. Frollo: [singing] And you are ugly... Quasimodo: [singing] And I am ugly. Frollo: [singing] And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity / You do not comprehend... Quasimodo: [singing] You are my one defender. Frollo: [singing] Out there they'll revile you as a monster... Quasimodo: [singing] I am a monster. Frollo: [singing] Out there they will hate and scorn and jeer... Quasimodo: [singing] Only a monster. Frollo: [singing] Why invite their calumny and consternation? / Stay in here / Be faithful to me... Quasimodo: [singing] I'm faithful. Frollo: [singing] Be grateful to me... Quasimodo: [singing] I'm grateful. Frollo: [singing] Do as I say, obey, and stay. Frollo, Quasimodo: [singing] In here. Frollo: [to his soldiers after Pheobus escapes on Frollo's steed] Get him! And *don't* hit my horse! Esmeralda: [grabs Phoebus' sword and pushes him to the floor] Oh you! Phoebus: Easy! Easy! I just shaved this morning. Esmeralda: Oh, really? You missed a spot. Phoebus: All right just - calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize. Esmeralda: For what? Phoebus: [kicks Esmeralda, making her stumble] That, for example. Esmeralda: You sneaky son of a-... Phoebus: Ah ah ah! Watch it. You're in a church. Frollo: I'm sorry sir, she claims sanctuary. There's nothing I can do. The Archdeacon: Then drag her outside and... The Archdeacon: Frollo! You will not touch her! [addressing Esmeralda] Don't worry. Minister Frollo learned years ago to respect the sanctity of the church. Phoebus: [Upon realizing that Frollo knows where Esmeralda is hiding and that he will attack, Quasimodo feels as though he should help. Phoebus groans from under the table from which he was hidden from Frollo. Once Frollo leaves, he gets out] We'll have to find the Court of Miracles before daybreak. If Frollo gets there first... [Starts walking, but Quasimodo does not follow; he just looks at Phoebus with the saddened realization that Esmeralda loves Phoebus, not him. Phoebus turns to him] Phoebus: Are you coming with me? Quasimodo: [Looks down, still saddened] I can't. Phoebus: I thought you were Esmeralda's friend. Quasimodo: Frollo's my master; I can't disobey him again. [He turns away and crosses his arms] Phoebus: She stood up for you. You've got a funny way of showing gratitude. [Quasimodo doesn't respond. Phoebus stares disapprovingly at him] Phoebus: Well, I'm not going to sit by and watch Frollo *massacre* innocent people. [Walks off] Phoebus: You do what you think is right. Quasimodo: [He remains silent and then turns to his side. The gargoyles, Hugo, Victor, and Laverne, look at him with disappointment evident in their faces] What? What am I supposed to do? [Frustrated and sarcastic tone] Quasimodo: Go out there and rescue the girl from the - from the jaws of death and then the *whole town* will cheer, like I'm some kind of a hero? She already has her knight-in-shining-armor, and it's *not* me! [sighs] Quasimodo: Frollo was right. Frollo was right about everything... [Looks down; softly] Quasimodo: and I'm *tired* of trying to be something that I'm not. [Upon looking down, he catches a glimpse of his hand; he recalls what Esmeralda told him of having "no monster lines." He looks onto the floor and sees the scorched wooden sculpture of Esmeralda that he made which was torched by Frollo. Finally, he pulls out the dream-catcher she gave him that could lead him to her. He then looks up and realizes how important she was to him and how he is the only one who may know where she is; he just might be able to warn her of Frollo's attack. Laverne taps his shoulder and offers his hooded navy cloak for going outside. He whispers to himself] Quasimodo: I must be out of my mind. [He hesitantly grabs it and runs off] The Archdeacon: [coming downstairs] Frollo, have you gone mad? I will not tolerate this assault on the house of God! Frollo: [flinging the Archdeacon down the stairwell] Silence, you old fool! The hunchback and I have unfinished business to attend to. And this time, you will not interfere. Phoebus: [as he and Quasi wade through the catacombs at the Court of Miracles] Kinda makes you wish you got out more often, eh, Quasi? Quasimodo: Not me. All I want to do is warn Esmeralda then get back to the belltower before I get in any furthur trouble. Oafish Guard: Sir, we have looked everywhere and there's still no sign of the gypsy girl. Frollo: I had the entire cathedral surrounded. Guards in every door. There was no way she could've escaped. Unless... Laverne: Take it from us, Quasi. You've got nothing to worry about. Hugo: Yeah, you're irresistible! Victor: [chuckles] Knights in shining armor certainly aren't her type. Hugo: And those guys are a dime a dozen, but you - you're one of a kind. Frollo: [as Quasi hesitantly reaches down to pick a loose grape soas not to wake the unconscious Pheobus] I think... you're hiding something. Quasimodo: [sitting back up] Oh no, Master, I... There's no... Frollo: [interrupting] You're not eating, boy. Quasimodo: [gobbling his grapes] 'Tis very good. Thank you. [we hear Pheobus groan] Mmmm. [Pheobus groans again, then Quasi kicks him in the chin to silence him, then coughs loudly to cover up the noise] Seeds. Esmeralda: Come with me! Quasimodo: What? Esmeralda: To the Court of Miracles. Leave this place. Quasimodo: Oh, no. I'm never going back out there again, because of what happened today. No. This is where I belong. Esmeralda: All right, then I'll come to see you. Quasimodo: Here? But what about the soldiers and Frollo? Esmeralda: I'll come after sunset. Quasimodo: But at-at sunset I have to ring the evening Mass, the after that I clean the cloisters, then I ring the Vespers, and - [Esmeralda kisses him] Whatever's good for you. Quasimodo: I'm sorry, Master. I will never disobey you again. Laverne: Quasi, what's wrong? Wanna tell ole Laverne all about it? Quasimodo: I... I just don't feel like watching the festival, that's all. Laverne: Well, did you ever think of going there instead? Quasimodo: Sure, but I'd never fit in out there. I'm not... normal. Laverne: Oh, Quasi, Quasi, Quasi... [to a flock of pigeons, who have landed on her shoulders and her nose] Do ya mind? I would like to have a moment with the boy, if it's all right with you! Clopin: Three cheers for Quasimodo! Frollo: Ah, duty calls. Have you ever attended a peasant festival, captain? Phoebus: Not recently, sir. Frollo: Then this should be quite an education for you. Come along. Quasimodo's Mother: [trying to escape Frollo] Sanctuary! Please give us sanctuary! Quasimodo: [hollering loudly after rescuing Esmeralda from Frollo; the people answer his shouts by cheering] SANCTUARY! SANCTUARY! SANCTUARY! Oafish Guard: All right, gypsy, where'd you get that money? Esmeralda: For your information, I earned it. Oafish Guard: Gypsies don't earn money. Brutish Guard: They steal it. Clopin: [after Esmeralda's dance at the Festival of Fools] And now, ladies and gentlemen, the pi-ece de resistance! |
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