The Making of Disney's 'The Hunchback of Notre Dame' Page #4

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What are you doing down here?

Oh!

- Haven't you caused

enough trouble already?

- Wait.

L-I want

to talk to you.

Look, he's got

a friend with him.

Yeah. Maybe today wasn't

a total loss after all.

- A vision of loveliness.

- The one in the dress ain't bad either.

- Way to go, Quasi!

- Congratulations.

- We knew you had it in ya.

- Got the girls chasin' ya already.

- Actually, l...

- You mustn't run too fast,

or she'll get away.

Yes, l-I know.

That's what l...

Give her some slack,

then reel her in.

Then give her some slack,

then reel her in.

- Then give her some slack...

- Knock it off, Hugo.

She's a girl, not a mackerel.

Here you are.

I was afraid I'd lost you.

Yes. Well, I, uh...

I have chores to do. L-It was nice...

seeing... you... again.

- Oh!

- No, wait!

I'm really sorry about this afternoon.

I had no idea who you were.

I would never in my life

have pulled you...

up... on... the...

stage.

- What is this place?

- This is where I live.

Did you make

all these things yourself?

- Most of them.

- This is beautiful.

If I could do this, you wouldn't find me

dancing in the streets for coins.

- But you're a wonderful dancer.

- It keeps bread on the table,

anyway. What's this?

Oh! No, please!

L-l-I'm not finished.

- I still have to paint them.

- It's

the blacksmith and the baker!

You're a surprising person,

Quasimodo.

Not to mention lucky.

All this room to yourself.

Well, it's not just me.

There's the gargoyles

and, of course, the bells.

- Would you like to see them?

- Yes, of course. Wouldn't we, Djali?

Follow me.

I'll introduce you.

- I never knew there were so many.

- That's Little Sophia.

And Jeane-Marie,

Anne-Marie, Louise-Marie.

Triplets, you know.

- And who's this?

- Big Marie.

Hello!

She likes you.

Would you like to see more?

How about it, Djali?

- We'd love to.

- Good.

I've saved

the best for last.

Oh!

I bet the king himself

doesn't have a view like this.

- I could stay up here forever.

- Y-You could, you know.

No, I couldn't.

- Oh, yes, you have sanctuary.

- But not freedom.

"Gypsies don't do well

inside stone walls."

But y-y-you're not like other

Gypsies. They are... evil.

- Who told you that?

- My master, Frollo.

- He raised me.

- How can such a cruel man

have raised someone like you?

Cruel? Oh, no.

He saved my life. He took me in

when no one else would.

- I am a monster, you know.

- He told you that?

Look at me.

- Give me your hand. Just let me see it.

- What?

Hmm. A long lifeline.

Oh, and this one

means you're shy.

Hmm. Hmm, mmm, mmm.

- Well, that's funny.

- What?

- I don't see any...

- Any what?

Monster Lines.

Not a single one.

Now you look at me.

Do you think I'm evil?

No! No, no. You are

kind and good and-and...

And a Gypsy. And maybe Frollo's wrong

about the both of us.

- What did she say?

- Frollo's nose is long,

and he wears a truss.

Ha! Told ya!

Pay up.

- Oh, dear.

- Chump.

You helped me.

Now I will help you.

But there's no way out.

There're soldiers at every door.

We won't use a door.

- You mean, climb down?

- Sure.

- You carry him. I carry you.

- Okay.

Come on, Djali.

- Ready?

- Yes.

- Don't be afraid.

- I'm not afraid.

- Now I'm afraid.

- The trick is not to look down.

You've done this before?

No.

Ooh!

Wow, you're

quite an acrobat.

Thank you. Whoa!

Whoa!

- Check the alley!

- This way!

- I hope I didn't scare you.

- Not for an instant.

I'll never forget you, Esmeralda.

- Come with me.

- What?

- To the Court of Miracles.

Leave this place.

- Oh, no.

I'm never going back out there again.

You saw what happened today.

No. This is

where I belong.

All right,

then I'll come to see you.

- Here? But the soldiers and Frollo!

- I'll come after sunset.

But at sunset, I ring the evening mass,

and after that I clean the cloisters.

And then I ring the vespers,

and... Whatever's good for you.

If you ever need sanctuary,

this will show you the way.

- But how?

- Just remember:

When you wear this woven band,

you hold the city in your hand.

- Hurry. You must go.

- Check the alley.

Yes, sir. No one here, sir.

No one here, sir.

Check the street.

Hi, there.

- I'm looking for the Gypsy

girl. Have you seen her?

- Whoa, whoa! Easy!

- No soldiers! Sanctuary! Get out!

- Wait! All I want is to...

- Go!

- I mean her no harm.

- Go!

You tell her for me,

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?

If you go. Now.

I'll go.

Now, will you...

put me down, please?

Oh, and one more thing.

- Tell Esmeralda... she's very lucky.

- Why?

To have a friend like you.

Hey, hey!

There he is!

You ejected that tin-plated

buffoon with great panache.

The nerve of him, snoopin' around here,

tryin' to steal your girl.

- My girl?

- Esmeralda. Dark hair,

works with a goat, remember?

Boy, I do.

Way to go, lover boy.

"Lover boy"?

Oh, no, no, no, no.

- Oh, don't be so modest.

- Look, I appreciate

what you're all trying to do.

But let's not fool ourselves.

"Ugliest face in all Paris," remember?

I don't think

I'm her type.

# 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 looked

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 #

- Eh?

# My cold, dark tower

seems so bright #

- # I swear

it must be heaven's light #

- ##

# Confiteor Deo #

# Omnipotenti #

# Beatae Mariae #

# Semper virgini #

# Beato

Michaeli Archangelo #

# Sanctis apostolis #

# Omnibus #

# Sanctis #

# Beata Maria #

# You know I am

a righteous man #

- # Of my virtue

I am justly proud #

- # Et tibi patri #

# Beata Maria #

# You know

I'm so much purer than #

- # The common, vulgar

weak, licentious crowd #

- # Quia peccavi nimis #

# Then tell me

Maria #

# Why I see her

dancing there #

# Why her smouldering eyes

still scorch my soul #

# Cogitatione #

# I feel her

I see her #

# The sun caught

in her raven hair#

# Is blazing in me

out of all control #

# Verbo et opera #

# Like fire #

# Hellfire #

# This fire in my skin #

# This burning desire #

# Is turning me

to sin #

- # It's not my fault #

- # Mea culpa #

- # I'm not to blame #

- # Mea culpa #

# It is the Gypsy girl

The witch who set this flame #

# Mea maxima culpa #

- # It's not my fault

If in God's plan #

- # Mea culpa #

- # Mea culpa #

- # He made the devil

so much stronger than a man #

# Protect me, Maria #

# Don't let this siren

cast her spell #

# Don't let her fire

sear my flesh and bone #

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