The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame is a 1996 animated film about the adventures of Quasimodo following his first escape from the cathedral bell tower to the city below.

Directed by Gary Trousdale and Kirk Wise. Written by Tab Murphy and David Stainton.

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[edit] Quasimodo

  • Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?
  • I am a monster, you know.
  • [singing] Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives, heedless of the gift it is to be them.
  • [singing] My cold dark tower seems so bright, I swear it must be Heaven's Light!
  • Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever!
  • Sanctuary! Sanctuary! Sanctuary!
  • What? What am I supposed to do? Go out there and rescue the girl from the - from the jaws of death and 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! Frollo was right. Frollo was right about everything. I'm tired of trying to be something I'm not.
  • I must be out of my mind...
  • No! You listen! All my life, you've 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! (to Frollo, after Quasi discovers the true nature of his now ex-master)

[edit] Esmeralda

  • Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky? (To Phoebus, after he cuts her off when she attempted to curse at him.)
  • Hmm, 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?
  • Gypsies don't do well inside stone walls. (to Quasi, telling him that though she has sanctuary in Notre Dame, she doesn't have freedom, which is what she desires.)
  • [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.
  • 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. (To Frollo, pointing out his abuse of power.)
  • Justice! (when Frollo said to her "Silence!")
  • [furiously, to Frollo] I know what you were imagining!
  • [to Quasimodo, unaware it's his actual face] By the way, GREAT mask!
  • Wow, you're quite an acrobat!

[edit] Frollo

  • [singing] Even this foul creature may yet one day prove to be...of use to me.
  • A baby? A monster!
  • I am a public official; I must go. But I don't enjoy a moment! Thieves and cutpurses, the dregs of humankind, all mixed together in a shallow, drunken stupor.
  • Ease up. Wait between lashes. Otherwise the old sting will dull him to the new.
  • [singing] The world is cruel, the world is wicked. It's I alone whom you can trust in this whole city. I am your only friend...
  • [singing] It's not my fault if in God's plan. He made the devil so much stronger than a man!
  • [singing] But she will be mine, or, she...will...BURN!...
  • Their heathen ways inflame the people's lowest instincts, and they must...be...stopped!
  • Such a clever witch. So typical of your kind to twist the truth to cloud the mind with unholy thoughts!
  • 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!
  • The sentence for insubordination is death. Such a pity. You threw away a promising career.
  • 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!
  • And he shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit! (his last words, before falling off the Cathedal to his death)
  • Never mind. Get out, you idiot!
  • This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to HELL where it belongs.

[edit] Clopin

  • This is the tale, the tale of a man, and a monster...
  • [singing] Now here is a riddle to guess if you can, sing the bells of Notre Dame/What makes a monster and what makes a man?
  • [singing] Justice is swift in the court of miracles/I am the lawyer and judge, all in one!/We like to get the trail over with quickly because it's the sentence that's really the fun!
  • Well well well. What have we here?
  • [referring to Notre Dame's bells] Listen. They're beautiful, no? So many colorful sounds, so many changing moods. Because you know, they do not ring all by themselves.
  • [singing] It's the day we do the things that we deplore/On the other three-hundred and sixty-four!
  • [pointing dramatically at Quasimodo and Phoebus] Don't interrupt me!
  • And Frollo gave the child a cruel name. A name that means half-formed. Quasimodo.
  • Ladies and Gentlemen, don't panic! We asked for the ugliest face in Paris, and here it is! Quasimodo, the hunchback of Notre Dame!

[edit] Archdeacon

  • [singing] See there the innocent blood you have spilt on the steps of near Notre Dame.
  • Frollo learned years ago to respect the sanctity of the Church.
  • [singing] You can lie to yourself and your minions, you can claim you haven't a qualm, but you can never run from nor hide what you've done from the eyes, the very eyes of Notre Dame.

[edit] Dialogue

Clopin: Who is this creature?
Puppet: Who?
Clopin: What is he?
Puppet: What?
Clopin: And how did he come to be there?
Puppet: How?
Clopin: [hits the puppet with a stick] Hush!
Puppet: Ooow...
Frollo: Dear boy, whomever were you talking to?
Quasimodo: My...friends.
Frollo: I see. 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: Shall we review your alphabet today?
Quasimodo: Oh. Yes, master, I'd like that very much.
Frollo: Very well. A?
Quasimodo: Abomination.
Frollo: B?
Quasimodo: Blasphemy.
Frollo: C?
Quasimodo: C-Contrition.
Frollo: D?
Quasimodo: Damnation.
Frollo: E?
Quasimodo: Eternal damnation.
Frollo: Good. F? [takes a sip of his drink]
Quasimodo: [distracted] Festival.
Frollo: [spits out his drink] Excuse me?
Quasimodo: Uh, f-forgiveness!
[Referring to Esmeralda, who's dancing at the festival.]
Frollo: Look at that disgusting display.
Phoebus: Yes, sir!
[Esmeralda is holding Phoebus at swordpoint.]
Phoebus: Easy, easy--I just shaved this morning.
Esmeralda: Oh, really? You missed a spot.
Esmeralda: You sneaky son of a...
Phoebus: [interrupting] Ah-ah-ah, watch it. You're in a church.
Phoebus: You fight almost as well as a man!
Esmeralda: Funny. I was going to say the same thing about you.
Archdeacon: [to Esmeralda] You can't solve all of the wrongs of the world by yourself.
Esmeralda: No one out there is going to help me. That's for sure.
Archdeacon: Perhaps there's someone in here who can.
Esmeralda: [to Quasimodo] And maybe Frollo's wrong about the both of us.
[Unbeknowest to them, the gargoyles are easedropping.]
Hugo: What did he say?
Laverne: Frollo's nose is long and wears a truss.
Hugo: Ha! Told you! Pay up!
Victor: Oh, dear. [Gives him a coin]
Hugo: Chump.
Phoebus: Good morning, sir. [notices Frollo looking a little pale] Are you feeling all right?
Frollo: [after seeing visions of Esmeralda in his fire all night] I had a little...trouble with the fireplace.
Laverne: [to Quasimodo] We always said you were the cute one.
Hugo: I thought I was the cute one!
Laverne: No, you're the fat, stupid one with the big mouth!
Hugo: What're you sayin', exactly?
Phoebus: Esmeralda?
Esmeralda: Shh. Shh. Shh. You'll hide here until you're strong enough to move. [takes out a bottle of wine]
Phoebus: Great. I could use a drink. [Esmeralda carefully pours it over his wound] Agh! Yes, hmmm. Feels like a 1470 Burgundy. Not a good year.
Esmeralda: [starts stitching up Phoebus' wound] That family owes you their lives. You've got to be either the single bravest soldier I've ever seen or the craziest.
Phoebus: Ex-soldier, remember? [winces in pain] Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?
Esmeralda: [finishes up] You're lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.
Phoebus: [holds her hand] I'm not so sure it didn't.
Quasimodo: Is this the Court of Miracles?
Phoebus: Offhand, I'd say it's the Court of Ankle-Deep Sewage. Cheerful place.
Esmerelda: [stopping Clopin as he is about to hang Quasimodo and Phoebus, since he thinks they are trespassers] STOP!
Quasimodo and Phoebus: [muffled] Esmerelda!
Esmerelda: [untying Quasimodo and Pheobus] These men aren't spies, they're our friends!
Clopin: [apparently puzzled] Then why didn't they say so?
Quasimodo and Phoebus: We DID say so!
Phoebus: [to Esmeralda] Don't thank me, thank Quasimodo. Without his help, we never could have found our way here.
Frollo: Nor would I.
[Quasi's chained up, and the gargoyles are trying to get him to "wake up"]
Hugo: Come on Quasi, snap out of it.
Victor: Your friends are down there.
Quasi: It's all my fault.
Laverne: Ya gotta break these chains!
Quasi: I can't. I tried, what difference would it make?
Victor: But you can't let Frollo win!
Quasi: He already has.
Hugo: So you're, you're giving up? That's it?
Laverne: These chains aren't what's holding you back, Quasimodo. (This is the first time the gargoyles have ever called him Quasimodo to his face)
Quasi: Leave me alone.
[All the gargoyles are shocked, and they slowly begin to "walk" away]
Hugo: Ok, ok Quasi, we'll leave you alone.
Victor: After all, we're only made out of stone.
Laverne: We just thought maybe you were made of something stronger.
[The gargoyles then turn inanimate, leaving Quasimodo with that, "made of something stronger"]
Frollo: I should have known you'd risk your life to save that gypsy witch - just as your own mother died trying to save you.
Quasimodo: [realizes what Frollo's saying] ...What?!
Frollo: Now I'm going to do what I should have done twenty years ago!!

[edit] Cast

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