The Hunchback of Notre Dame Page #7

Charge!

People...

They've come to hang you.

But I'll keep them away.

If you don't leave here...

... they can't catch you.

No one can get in here.

I wouldn't let them.

If you are afraid...

...pull the rope.

I can hear the bell.

What's the matter? Are you all cowards?

You can't let those thieving nobles

hang an innocent girl.

She's one of us. Come on, fight.

You're not afraid of a stick of wood,

are you?

Where's your courage, beggars?

Come on, we'll save her! Set her free.

Come on! Fight!

Don't slink away like frightened rats.

What are you afraid of?

There's no demon up there.

That's only Quasimodo, the bellringer.

We should thank him...

...for furnishing us with a battering ram.

Come on, lads, do your work.

Come on, lads!

Forward!

Forward, lads.

Parisians...

Parisians...

... she's free.

We won.

The king has pardoned her.

Disperse and go your ways in peace.

The girl has been pardoned...

...and all her people are free

to live anywhere in France.

We've won.

Why didn't you wait?

I told you I could save her

without using force.

I thought that was just a poet's dream.

Don't thank me. Thank Quasimodo,

who saved you from hanging.

And Gringoire,

whose little printed papers set you free.

Your Grace.

Why was I not made of stone like thee?

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