Rayman Legends Adventures in The Hunchback of Notre Dame/Script

The Notre Dame cathedral; a historic sight in Paris, France; a church where God was worshiped; a towering building where the bells from its tower gave the people below chills.  This had been one of the main landmarks of Paris.  It was the place where God was worshiped and the bell tower unleashed loud booms with its bells.  But this cathedral was also the setting of one of Paris' most dramatic and dangerous events.
Voice: Morning in Paris, the city awakens
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the baker man 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!
On the outskirts of the city, Clopin, a gypsy puppeteer, stood in his little puppet theater and spoke to the gathering children.  "Look, they're beautiful, right?  So many colors of sounds, so many changing moods, because you know, they don't sound alone."
"They don't," asked Clopin's puppet.
"No, you idiot," said Clopin before turning to the tall cathedral, "up there, high, high in the dark bell tower lives the mysterious bell ringer.  Who is this creature?"
"Who?"
"What is this?"
"What?"
"How did he get here?"
"How?"
"Hush," said Clopin as he slapped his puppet, making the children below giggle, "Clopin will warn you.  This is a tale....a tale of a man.....and a monster."
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Clopin: Dark was the night, if our tale has begun
Near the docks of Notre Dame
A group of gypsies rode in their little boat as it silently sneaked underneath a bridge. These gypsies were trying to sneak through Paris, but among them was a baby, who was crying tearfully.  "Shut up, will you," said one of the gypsies.
"We'll be spotted," said another.
"Hush now," said the baby's mother.
Clopin: Four frightened gypsies slid silently
Under the docks near Notre Dame
"Four guilders for a safe passage to Paris," said the boatman as the gypsies stood on one of the docks, only to get ambushed by a group of soldiers.
Clopin: But a trap had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
And a figure whose clutches were iron as much as the bells
The soldiers surrounded the gypsies while a dark figure approached them.  One gypsy recognized this man.  "Judge Claude Frollo."
Clopin: The bells of Notre Dame!
Judge Claude Frollo, the judge of Paris and minister of justice stood over the terrified gypsies on his horse as they started getting chained, one by one.
Clopin: Judge Claude Frollo longed to purge the world
Of vice and sin
And he saw corruption everywhere
Except within
"Bring these gypsy vermin to the courthouse," Frollo ordered his men.
"You over there," said one of the soldiers who noticed the gypsy mother holding something, "what are you hiding from?"
"Stolen goods, no doubt," said Frollo, "take them."
She ran.  The gypsy mother fled for her life, but with Frollo in hot pursuit with his horse.  This chase went across the snow-covered city.  Frollo's horse, Snowball, was fast enough to keep pace with the gypsy, but Frollo was unable to reach the gypsy, due to getting hit by the passing signs.  The gypsy jumped over a fence and managed to lose Frollo, but she knew that she was in serious danger.  Ahead of her was the Notre Dame cathedral.  She reached the entrance and banged on the door frantically.  "SANCTUARY!!  PLEASE GIVE US A SANCTUARY," she cried.
There was no response, and Frollo was closing in on her.  Thinking fast, the gypsy tried fleeing again, but this time, it proved futile.  Frollo caught hold of her bag, and kicked the gypsy, sending her down the steps of Notre Dame and murdering her.  With the gypsy taken down, Frollo turned to the bag, but to his shock, what he saw was not stolen goods as he thought.  "A baby," he asked, as he looked at the mourning baby, "a monster!"
Frollo swiftly hid the baby's face and searched around in confusion to get rid of it.  This baby was deformed and Frollo couldn't believe what he had in his hands.  He noticed a well nearby and slowly rode towards it.  Frollo lifted the baby high into the air, ready to drop it into the well, he growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across Notre Dame.  "He's a godless demon," replied Frollo, "I'm sending it back to Hell, where it belongs."
Archdeacon: See there the innocent blood you have spilled
On the steps of Notre Dame
"I'm not guilty," said Frollo, not feeling any regret, "she continued, I continued."
Archdeacon: Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
"My conscience is clear."
Archdeacon: You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't had a qualm
But you never can run from or hide what you've done from the eyes
The Archdeacon pointed towards the church and Frollo saw the several statues.  They all looked like they were looking down upon Frollo with menacing eyes.
Archdeacon: The very eyes of Notre Dame!
Frollo's pride turned into fear.
Clopin: And for one time in his life
A power and control
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul
Frollo, sensing that God was frustrated with him for murdering the gypsy, had to think of a road to prevent his soul from going to Hell.  "What have I done," he asked.
"Take care of the child," replied the Archdeacon as he carried his mother's dead body, "and raise it like yours."
"What?  I must be dealing with this unfortunate…" Frollo complained before coming up with a possible idea, "...very well.  Let him with you in the church."
"Live here?  Where," asked the Archdeacon.
"Anywhere," replied Frollo.
Frollo: Just then he's kept locked off where no one else can see
"The bell tower, maybe," Frollo continued, "and who knows; our lord is working in a mysterious fashion."
Frollo: Even this foul creature may yet prove one day to be…
Of use…to me
"And Frollo gave the child a cruel name," Clopin continued, "a name that means "half-formed"......Quasimodo."
Clopin: 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!!
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
It had been twenty years since the murder on the steps of the Notre Dame cathedral.  By now, the baby who was named Quasimodo by Frollo, who had now grown into a young, strong, but deformed man.  For years, Frollo had raised him, but Frollo had always warned Quasimodo that he was a monster who could never be accepted into the outside world.  He wouldn't let Quasimodo go outside the church and ordered him to remain in the church.  Despite this harsh treatment, Quasimodo yet maintained a loyalty to Frollo, unaware that Frollo murdered his mother if he was a baby.  But today was going to make a turn of events in Quasimodo's life, for something special was about to go down near Notre Dame.
After ringing the loud bells, Quasimodo walked onto the balcony of the church, hearing the frustrated judge shout his name.  Quasimodo looked in a nest settled in a gargoyle's mouth and saw a little chick starting to awaken.  "Hello," Quasimodo said.
The chick awakened and chirped at Quasimodo.  "Will today be the day," asked Quasimodo, "are you ready to fly?"
The chick wasn't sure.  It chirped hesitantly as Quasimodo said, "are you sure?  Good day for trying."
Quasimodo gently put the chick in his palm and said, "if I ever chose one day to fly, oh, this would be it.  April Fool's Day."
Quasimodo showed the little bird a festival getting set up below the cathedral.  The chick gulped in fear.  It looked at Quasimodo, who then said, "it'll be fun.  The jugglers, and…and the music, and the dancing..."
As Quasimodo said this, the bird flapped its wings while keeping its eyes shut.  The bird didn't fall to the ground like it feared it would.  Instead, it was staying airborne.  Quasimodo chuckled and the bird saw for itself.  It chirped at Quasimodo with a grin, happy to know it could fly.  A flock of birds flew behind the two.  The chick chirped at them as Quasimodo said, "go ahead.  No one wants to be locked up here forever."
The chick agreed and started flying off to meet up with the flock.  Quasimodo grinned as the little bird flew off with its own kind, but his grin started fading away.  While the little bird had a chance to be free, Quasimodo knew he wouldn't have that chance.  As he thought to himself, the gargoyle with the nest in his mouth suddenly came to life.  This gargoyle, Hugo, was obese and was not pleased to have a nest in his mouth.  "Oh, man, I thought they'd never leave," he said as he spat it out, "I'll spit feathers for a week."
Another gargoyle nearby, Victor, a tall, slender, but handsome-looking gargoyle, also came to life.  "Well, that's how you get for sleeping with your mouth open," he said.
"Ehehe, go frighten a nun," Hugo commented before turning to Quasimodo, "hey, Quasi, what's going on out there?  A robbery?  A flogging?"
"A festival," said Victor.
"You mean the Feast of Fools," asked Hugo, who got emotional.
"Uh-huh," said Quasimodo.
"OK, that's it," said Hugo happily, "pour the wine and cut the cheese."
"That is a treat to watch the incredible pageantry of the simple peasant folk," said Victor.
"Boy, nothing like balcony seats to watch the old F.O.F.," said Hugo.
"Yes…I'm watching," said Quasi silently before walking off.
"Oh, look…a mime," said Hugo, who was more focused on the festival than Quasi's despair.
Hugo hocked up a phlegm in his throat and was about to spit it out, but was suddenly stopped by Victor.  After swallowing his prize, the two gargoyles turned to Quasi.  "Hey, hey, hey, hey," said Hugo to Quasi, "what's up?"
"Aren't you going to watch the festival with us," asked Victor.
But Quasimodo didn't respond.  He headed inside the church, leaving the two gargoyles confused and worried.  "I don't understand," said Hugo.
"Maybe he's sick," said Victor.
"Impossible," said an elderly, female voice.
The two gargoyles turned and saw their other gargoyle companion, Laverne, an old-looking gargoyle, jumping towards them.  She was being followed by a flock of pigeons.  "If twenty years of listening to you hasn't made him sick, nothing will," she said.
"But watching the Festival of Fools has always been the highlight for the year of Quasimodo," said Victor.
"What's the use of watching a feast if you never manage to go hear this," replied Laverne, who suddenly shook herself around, getting the pigeons off her, "get away from there, c'mon, you bunch of buzzards.  He's not made of stone like us."
The three gargoyles headed inside to catch up with Quasi.  Quasi climbed up some wooden stairs and sat at a table.  This table had a diorama of the city with little, miniature, wooden figures that presented the Paris citizens.  There was even a figure of Quasimodo himself.  As Quasimodo sat at his table, the gargoyles appeared and noticed Quasi all mournful.  They felt bad for him as Laverne approached the damaged hunchback.  "Quasi, what's wrong," asked Laverne, "you want to warn old Laverne about this?"
"I…I just don't want to watch the festival, that's all," replied Quasimodo.
"Well, have you ever thought about going instead," asked Laverne.
"Sure, but I'd never fit in there," said Quasi, "I'm not…normal."
"Oh, Quasi, Quasi, Quasi," comforted Laverne, who suddenly got irritated by a pigeon landing on her nose, "do you mind?  I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE A MOMENT WITH THE BOY IF YOU DON'T PLEASE!!"
The pigeons scattered and flew off from the irritated Laverne while Hugo and Victor approached their two compadres.  "Hey, stop circling around the stables," Hugo said to Quasi, "what are we going to do?  Paint you a mural?"
"As your friends and guardians, we exist that you attend the festival," said Victor.
"Me," asked Quasi, who was surprised.
"No, the Pope," said Hugo sarcastically as he held a figure of said person, "of course not."
"It would be a real medley of educational experience," said Victor.
"Wine, women and song," added Hugo.
"You can learn to identify various regional cheeses," continued Victor.
"Bobbing for the snails," added Hugo.
"Study native folk music," said Victor.
"Playing hunk the munk," added Hugo as he put a water bucket on Victor's head.
"Quasi, take it from an old spectator," said Laverne, "life's not a spectacular sport.  If watching is all you're going to do, then you're going to watch your life go behind without you."
"Yes, you're human, with the hair and the meat and the navel lint," said Hugo, "we're just part of the architecture.  Right, Victor?"
"Yet if you chip us, won't we chip?  If you wet us, we don't get wet," replied Victor as he put his bucket over Hugo.
"Quasi, just take a cool tunic and a pair of clean guts and…"
"Thank you for the encouragement, but you're all forgetting one fact," said Quasi, who wasn't persuaded to go.
"WHAT," the gargoyles asked.
Quasi reached for another figure and showed it to his friends.  "My master; Frollo."
"Oh…yes," the gargoyles said, having forgotten about Frollo.
"Well…if he says you're forbidden to ever leave the stables, does he mean...never, ever?"
"Never, ever," replied Quasi, "and he hates the Feast of Fools.  He'd be furious if I asked to go."
Although there was a risk to letting Quasi go to the festival, Hugo came up with a plan.  "Who said you have to ask," Hugo asked mischievously.
"Oh, dear," said Quasi, who knew that Hugo was thinking and became concerned.
"You sneak up," said Hugo.
"It's just an afternoon," added Laverne, who had no objection to this idea.
"I…I couldn't..."
"And you sneak in again," said Hugo.
"He'll never know where you're gone," added Laverne.
"I mean, if I get caught...."
"Better to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission," said Victor.
"He could see me," replied Quasi.
"You could wear a disguise, just this once," said Hugo as he put on a black cape, "what Frollo doesn't know can't hurt you."
"Ignorance is bliss," said Victor.
"Look who's speaking," said Hugo.
"No one wants to stay locked up here forever," said Laverne, repeating what Quasimodo said to the little bird earlier in the morning.
Quasi thought for a moment before grinning.  He remembered letting the little bird chick fly off far from Notre Dame, and he realized he was acting like him if he was reluctant to fly.  Seeing that he could go places as well, Quasi got up and said, "you're right.  I'll go!"
The gargoyles cheered for Quasi as he started going down the hallway.  "I'm going to clean myself up."
The gargoyles applauded again as they joined Quasi heading towards the downstairs entrance.  "I'm going to go down these stairs."
Another jubilation came from the gargoyles.  "I'D WALK THROUGH THE DOORS AND......"
But before Quasi could go downstairs, he suddenly came face-to-face with his master, the man who was warned to raise him; Judge Claude Frollo.  "Hello, Quasimodo," Frollo said.
Quasi's determination and happiness swiftly turned into concern and doubt again.  With Frollo's presence, the gargoyles froze and became statues again.  Quasi slowly backed off as he said, "hello…master."
"Dear boy, who are you speaking to as well," asked Frollo.
"My…friends…sir," responded Quasi hesitantly.
"I understand.  And what are your friends made of, Quasimodo," asked Frollo.
"Stone."
"Can the stone…speak," asked Frollo.
"No, it can't."
"That's right.  You're a smart boy," said Frollo as he sat at a table with his basket, "now…lunch."
Quasi swiftly retrieved silver calices and plates for Frollo and sat down himself.  "Can we review your alphabet today," asked Frollo as he opened up a book.
"Yes, master," said Quasi, "I would love this very much."
"Alright," said Frollo, "A?"
"Alibi."
"B?"
"Burglar."
"C?"
"C-c-corpse."
"D?"
"Deadbeat."
"E?"
"Evidence."
"Good.  F?"
"Fugitive."
But upon hearing that word, Frollo spat out his drink in shock.  "Excuse me," he asked as he cleaned himself.
"I'm sorry," Quasi said, trying to cover his intentions.
But Frollo was already onto Quasi.  "You said, 'fugitive.'"
"No."
"You're thinking about going to the festival," concluded Frollo with disappointment as he started leaving.
"It's just...you go there every year," said Quasi as he followed Frollo.
"I am a civil servant.  I have to go," replied Frollo, "but I'm not enjoying a moment.  Thieves and con artists, the scum of humanity, all mixed in a shallow drunken stupor."
"I didn't mean to upset your master," said Quasi as they went outside onto a balcony.
"Quasimodo, can't you understand?  If your heartless mother had abandoned you as a child, someone else would have drowned you.  And that's my thanks for welcoming you and raising you as my son," asked Frollo.
"I'm sorry, sir," replied Quasi.
"Oh, my darling Quasimodo," said Frollo as the two looked out into the city, "you don't know what it's over there.  I do…I do."
Frollo: The world is cruel
The world is wicked
It's I alone who you can trust in this entire 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
The two started walking back inside.  "Remember what I taught you, Quasimodo," said Frollo.
Frollo: You are deformed
Quasi: I am deformed
Frollo: And you are ugly
Quasi: And I am ugly
Frollo: And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity
You do not comprehend
Quasi: You are my one defender
Frollo: Out there, they'll revive you as a monster
Quasi: I am a monster
Frollo: Out there, they will hate and scorn and jeer
Quasi: Only a monster
Frollo: Why invite their calumny and consternation
Stay in here
Be faithful to me
Quasi: I'm faithful
Frollo: Be grateful to me
Quasi: I'm grateful
Frollo: Do as I say
Obey…and
Both: Stay…in…here
Frollo put Quasi's wooden figure of himself and put in the bell tower.  Then Frollo started leaving as Quasi said, "you're nice to me, master.  I'm sorry."
"You are forgiven," said Frollo, who turned back to Quasi, "but remember, Quasimodo; this is your century."
Frollo turned and left the area, leaving Quasi to himself.  "My century," he said to himself.
Quasi: 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
Quasi started feeling happy again as he continued his song, all while maneuvering himself around the bell tower and hugging his gargoyle friends.
Quasi: 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!!
Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables, I can see them
Everyday, 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…THEEEEEEERRRE!!!
On the outskirts of the city, a man and his white stallion walked down the street.  The man had blond hair and a beard, and a blue cape circling around most of his body.  This was Phoebus, a soldier who was looking for the Palace of Justice.  After looking at his map and attempting to comprehend where to go, he turned to his horse Achilles and said, "you're leaving town for a couple of decades and they change everything."
Phoebus tossed the map away before noticing two soldiers walking by.  "Excuse me, gentlemen, I'm looking for the Palace of Justice, could you…"
But Phoebus was ignored.  "Huh…I suppose not."
Phoebus and Achilles headed down the street again, trying to find directions to their destination.  One gypsy in particular had raven-colored hair, a white top with a lavender skirt and was barefoot.  This was Esmeralda and she was dancing with her pet goat, Djali.  "Stay away, girl," a passing mother said to her child, "they're gypsies.  They'll rob us blindly."
Phoebus tossed some gold coins into one of the gypsies' hat.  Then he noticed Esmeralda as she danced.  Phoebus immediately became in awe of this dancing woman on the streets.  Esmeralda grinned at the man.  Phoebus noticed her and became interested.  But before she could muster, someone whistled from above.  The dancing and music stopped as the gypsy scattered.  But Esmeralda knew what was going on.  She started fleeing, with Djali right behind her, but the money collected in the hat scattered over the ground.
Esmeralda turned around and saw it herself.  But before she could put it in her hat,  two guards, a tall one and an obese one, appeared above her.  "Very well, gypsy, where'd you get the money from," asked the tall guard as he tried taking the hat away.
"For your information, I earned it," responded Esmeralda, who was not pleased with the tall guard's attitude despair.
"Gypsies don't make money," said the stubborn tall guard.
"You stole it," said the obese guard.
"You'd know a lot about the robbery," said Esmeralda.
"Troublemaker, right," asked the tall guard.
"Perhaps one day in the bags will cool you down," said the obese guard as he and the other guard were ready to arrest the gypsy.
Phoebus, having watched the argument, stood in disapproval at what these guards were doing.  But before anything bad could happen, Djali rammed into one of the guards, while bucking the other guard off his horns.  Esmeralda and Djali swiftly ran out of the area.  But the guards were back on their feet and tried pursuing the pair.  "COME BACK HERE, GYPSY," shouts the tall guard.
But before a chase could erupt, Phoebus swiftly pulled Achilles towards him, blocking the path.  The two guards smashed into the horse.  The tall guard landed in a mud puddle underneath Achilles' bottom.  "Achilles, sit down," ordered Phoebus.
Achilles did so, much to the crowd's amusement.  As the people laughed, Phoebus said, "oh, dear, I'm sorry.  Naughty horse.  Naughty.  He's just impossible, really.  I can't get him anywhere."
Up ahead, Esmeralda and Djali hid behind a building and saw that he was pretending to blame Achilles where that she could get away.  "Take this away from me," complained the tall guard.
"I'll teach you a lesson, PHEASANT," said the frustrated obese guard as he was ready to assault Phoebus.
But Phoebus took out his sword and pointed it towards the guard.  "You were saying....Lieutenant," he asked.
Realizing who this person was, the guard swiftly tossed his dagger away and saluted his boss.  "Oh…c-c-c-c-captain.  At your service, sir."
Phoebus sheathed his sword and turned to the tall guard, yet under Achilles' butt.  "I know you have a lot on your mind right now, but…the Courthouse," requested Phoebus.
A couple moments later, the two guards, having forgotten about Esmeralda, guided Phoebus to the Palace of Justice.  As they urged people to clear a path for Phoebus, Phoebus noticed some coins on the ground.  He picked up the coins and saw a hooded figure sitting near a building.  Phoebus approached the figure and tossed the coins into its nearby hat.  The figure was Esmeralda and Djali both in disguise.  They watched as Phoebus followed the guards, curious as to why he helped them get away.  "C'mon, boy," Phoebus said as he continued his walk, "Achilles, heel."
Back with Phoebus, he eventually spotted the Palace of Justice and went inside.  As he entered a dungeon, he heard a whip cracking sound and Frollo's voice.  "Guard," he said.
"Sir," said the guard.
"Relax.  Wait between tabs, otherwise the older stinger will blunt him with the new one," said Frollo.
"Yes, sir."
Frollo turned and noticed Phoebus standing before him.  "Ah, then this is the gallant Captain Phoebus, home of the wars," he said.
"Reporting for service, as ordered sir," said Phoebus.
"Your service record precedes you, Phoebus," said Frollo, "I expect nothing but the best from a war hero of your calibre."
"And you will, sir," said Phoebus, "I guarantee it."
"Yes," said Frollo, "you know, my last captain of the guard was…a little disappointing to me."
Another whip crack echoed across the dungeon and Phoebus was alarmed by a shriek.  "Well, it doesn't matter.  I'm sure you'll...get my men into shape," said Frollo as he started going outside.
"Uh…thank you…s…uh…tr…tremendous honor, sir," said Phoebus, who was unsure about what was to await him, but followed Frollo outside.
"You've come to Paris in our darkest hour, Captain," said Frollo, "you will take a steady hand to save the weak from being so easily deceived."
"Cheated, sir," asked Phoebus.
"Look, Captain…gypsies," said Frollo as he showed Phoebus some gypsies dancing on the streets, one of which was Esmeralda, "gypsies live out of the ordinary order.  Their pagan fashions in flame the peoples' lowest instincts and should…be…detained."
"I was summoned from the wars to capture fortune tellers and palm readers," asked Phoebus, who was surprised.
"Oh, the real war, Captain, is what you see before you.  For twenty years, I have been caring for gypsies…one…for…all," said Frollo as he squished three ants as he spoke, "and yet, despite all my success....."
Frollo removed a concrete tile and several ants were seen crawling around the area.  "They have prospered," Frollo continued, comparing the ants to the gypsies, "I think they have a safe haven, within the walls of this very city.  A nest, so to speak.  They call it...the Court of Miracles."
"What are we going to do about it, sir," asked Phoebus.
Frollo hit the tile back in its place, crushing the ants underneath.  Although Frollo didn't say a word, Phoebus understood what Frollo's intention was.  "Express your point vividly, sir," said Phoebus.
"You know I like you, Captain.  We should…" Frollo was interrupted as he heard a cheer coming from Notre Dame, signaling that the Festival of Fools was about to go underway, "oh, wake-up calls.  Have you ever attended a nice feast, Captain?"
"Not recently, sir."
"Then this will be an educational experience for you," said Frollo as he started walking off, "come."
Phoebus followed Frollo as they both started heading to the Festival of Fools.
The Festival of Fools was about to get started.  A huge crowd of people gathered below the Notre Dame cathedral, all ready for the event to go underway.  Quasimodo climbed down the exterior of the church and saw the people below.  He had the black cape on his back where that Frollo wouldn't recognize him.  He turned back up where he came and saw his gargoyle friends waving towards him, urging him to go to the festival and have a great time.  With that said, Quasi held onto a rope hanging from the church and a pole.  He swung towards the pole as the crowd started to sing.
Crowd: Come one…come all
Leave your looms and milking stools
Coop the hens and pen the mules
But as Quasi watched, the rope he held onto came loose and he was sent swinging down to the ground.  He landed in front of an approaching group of gypsies as the crowd continued their singing.
Crowd: Come one…come all
Close the churches and the schools
It's the day for breaking rules
Come and join the Feast.....of…
Clopin burst through the gypsy group and began the feast.
Clopin: FoooooOOOOLS!!!! HAHAHA!!
Quasi, unfamiliar with his emotion and hesitant of Clopin and the gypsies, tried fleeing, but he found himself stuck in the crowd.  Clopin danced with him as he began singing.
Clopin: Once a year, we throw a feast right here in town
Once a year, we turn all Paris inside out
Every man's a king and every king's a clown.
Once again, it's Topsy-Turvy day
Quasi kept fleeing from Clopin, but he kept appearing everywhere.  It was like Clopin was one step ahead of him at every turn.
Clopin: Good is bad and best is worst and west is east
On the day, we think the most at these with least
Everything is Topsy-Turvy at the Feast of Fools
All around Quasi, people were acting crazy and dancing wildly.  This was certainly nothing like the bell tower.
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Clopin: Everything is upsy-daisy
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Clopin: Everyone is acting crazy
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
That's the fashion on Topsy-Turvy day
In his attempt to get away, Quasi backed off, but incidentally smashed into a tent.  This was where Esmeralda was getting dressed for the festival.  She became alarmed by Quasi's out-of-nowhere appearance, but swiftly rushed to his aid.  "Hey, are you alright," she asked.
"I didn't mean that," said Quasi as he pulled himself together, "I'm sorry."
"Well, you're not hurt, are you?  Here, here, let's see," said Esmeralda as she approached Quasi.
"No, no, n-no," said Quasi as he tried hiding his face.
But Esmeralda unfolded Quasi's black hood looked at his face, but she wasn't alarmed.  Djali, on the other hand, brayed in shock.  "There.  Look; no harm done," said Esmeralda as she guided Quasi out of the tent, "just try to be a little more careful."
"I will," said Quasi, calming down.
"By the way, big mask," said Esmeralda before going back into the tent.
Quasi grinned, having experienced kindness from this woman.  She was very nice and kind, something that Quasi didn't expect to see outside the cathedral.  But there was no time to think about Esmeralda, for the festival was yet going.
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Clopin: Beat the drums and blow the trumpets
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Clopin: Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
All: STREAMING IN FROM CHATRES TO CALAIS!!
Clopin: Scurvy knaves and extra scurvy
On the sixth of January
All: ALL BECAUSE IT'S TOPSY-TURVY DAY!!
Frollo, Phoebus and the guards appeared on the scene.  Phoebus directed the guards to their stations as Frollo sat in his seat, overlooking the festival.  He did not approve of Clopin's dancing and singing.
Clopin: Come one…come all
Hurry up, hurry up, here's your chance
See the mystery and romance
Come one…come all
See the finest girl in France
Make an entrance to enhance
DANCE LA ESMERALDAAHHHH!!!!
DANCE!!
With a burst of smoke, Clopin disappeared from the stage and Esmeralda appeared in his place.  Quasi recognized this gypsy to be the one he met in the tent.  Frollo was surprised by her sudden appearance.  Esmeralda continued her dance as the people watched.  "Look at this disgusting display," said Frollo, who was disgusted.
"Yes, sir," replied Phoebus as he grinned and continued watching Esmeralda, presented to her.
Esmeralda was dancing with a handkerchief.  She noticed Frollo discontent with the dancing and festival.  She danced over to his spot in the festival, put the handkerchief behind his neck and pulled him closer, as if she was going to kiss him.  But Esmeralda tapped on Frollo's hat and danced back to the stage, leaving a disgusted Frollo with the handkerchief.  Esmeralda's dance continued, and this consisted of her doing a side flip and a split.  She winked at Quasi, who hid his face, unwilling to frighten her.  But Esmeralda wasn't intimidated.  Then Esmeralda took one of the guard's spears and dug it into the stage.  With the spear stable, she held onto it and spun around towards the ground.  The crowd cheered as Esmeralda bowed to the audience.  People started throwing coins to her.  Phoebus was doing the same, for he was amazed by her dance.  Quasi didn't have anything to give her, where he applauded instead.  "AND NOW, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN," Clopin announced, "THE PIECE OF RESISTANCE!!"
Clopin: Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for
Here it is, you know exactly what's in store
Now's the time we laugh until our sides get sore
Now's the time we crown THE KING OF FOOLS!!
You all remember last year's king?
Clopin directed the crowd to last year's king of fools, who was filthy-looking and belched.
Clopin: Then make a face that's horrible and frightening
Make a face that's gruesome as a gargoyle's wing
"Hey," complained Hugo.
Clopin: For the face that's ugliest will be the king of fools
Why?
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Esmeralda helped Quasi up the stage, making him lose his black cape.
Clopin: Ugly folks, forget your shyness
Crowd: TOPSY-TURVY!!
Clopin: Soon you can be called Your Highness
Crowd: Put your foulest features on display
Clopin: Be the king of Topsy-Turvy Day
Clopin and Esmeralda started removing the costumes of participants.  Each participant made an ugly face, but none of them were appealing to the audience.  Djali bucked off one participant after another until eventually, Quasi was the only one left.  Upon reaching Quasi, Esmeralda tried pulling off what she thought was a mask, but to her shock, it wasn't a mask at all.  She gasped, along with the rest of the crowd.  "This is no mask," said one person.
"That's his face," said another person.
"He's cruel."
"It's the bell ringer from Notre Dame."
Frollo gasped upon seeing Quasi on stage.  But Quasi wasn't the only one whom the crowd was locked on.  As for Quasi, he became overcome with guilt and despair.  He hid his face in disgrace, but Clopin stood before the audience, trying to calm him down.  "Ladies and gentlemen, don't panic," he said, "we asked for the ugliest face in Paris AND HERE HE IS!  QUASIMODO, THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME!!"
The crowd cheered and advanced towards Quasi as Clopin gave Quasi the crown.  "EV-ERY-BO-DY," cheered Clopin as he led the crowd towards the King of Fools platform.
Crowd: Once a year, we throw a feast right here in town
Clopin: Hail to the king
Crowd: Once a year, we turn all Paris upside down
Clopin: Oh, what a king
Crowd: Once a year, the ugliest will wear a crown
Clopin: Girls, give a kiss
Crowd: Once a year on Topsy-Turvy day
Clopin: We've never had a king like this
All: And it's today, we do the facts that we deplore
On the other three hundred and sixty-four
Once a year, we love to drop in
Where the cheer is never stopping
For the chance to burst some popinjay
And pick a king, who'll put the top in
TOP…SY…TUR…VY!
TOPSY-TURVY!!
MAD AND CRAZY, UPSY-DAISY!!!
TOPSY-TURVY DAY!!!!
The crowd cheered for Quasi as he stood on the platform, looking down upon the happy crowd.  On the bell tower, the three gargoyles cheered for Quasi as the celebration went on.  "Quasimodo....Quasimodo," the crowd cheered as they threw flowers at Quasi.
But as the cheering went on, the obese guard from before said to his tall guard comrade, "do you think he's ugly now?  See that."
Quasi suddenly got a tomato thrown into his face.  The crowd gasped upon seeing this.  "Now this is ugly," said the obese guard.
Quasi started getting hesitant as another guard threw another piece of fruit at Quasi while mockingly shouting out, "HAIL TO THE KING!!"
"BON APPETIT," shouts another person as more and more stuff is getting thrown at Quasi.
But Quasi wasn't the only one getting humiliated.  "WHERE ARE YOU GOING, HUNCHBACK," asked a man with rope, "THE FUN'S JUST BEGINNING!!"
The man lassoed Quasi and the hunchback was sent falling onto his back, unable to get away.  More and more rope was being thrown towards Quasi and he started getting restrained.  Two ropes pulled by groups of people tied his arms to the edges of the platform.  Quasi managed to get himself up, though it tore his shirt.  He took the rope tied to his left hand and threw it aside.  Quasi tried getting them off, but two people came on the platform and tied him to the platform, this time, no fashion of escape.  The crowd laughed as they spun the platform in circles.  Quasi was getting overwhelmed by junk food and was in need of help.  Esmeralda noticed the cruel act and became shocked herself.  "MASTER," Quasi cried to Frollo.
But Frollo, frustrated at Quasi for leaving the bell tower, didn't respond.  He frowned at Quasi as the humiliation continued.  "MASTER, PLEASE HELP ME," cried Quasi again.
But all Frollo did was turn his head and ignore the damaged hunchback.  Phoebus, not liking this either, and having seen enough, turned to Frollo and said, "sir, ask permission to stop this cruelty."
"In an instant, captain," said Frollo, "a lesson must be learned here."
But the loud crowd suddenly fell silent as Esmeralda came onto the platform and approached the terrified Quasimodo.  She was there to comfort.  "Don't be afraid," she said to Quasi calmly, "I'm sorry.  This shouldn't happen."
But before she could free the hunchback, Frollo stood and said, "you!  Gypsy girl!  Come down right away!"
"Yes, your honor," said Esmeralda, "just as I soon as I free this poor creature."
"I forbid that," said Frollo, getting furious.
Whipping out a knife, Esmeralda cut the ropes surrounding Quasi.  "How dare you defy me," said Frollo.
"You're abusing this poor boy in the same fashion that you're abusing my people," said Esmeralda, "you're speaking about justice, yet you are cruel to these who need your help the most."
"POSITION," shouts Frollo.
"JUSTICE," snapped Esmeralda.
The crowd gasped upon hearing the gypsy stand up to Frollo.  Esmeralda helped Quasi get to his feet, but Frollo was not pleased.  "Mark my words, gypsy," he said, "you will pay for this rudeness."
"Then it looks like we've crowned the wrong fool, the only fool I see IS YOU," said Esmeralda as she tossed the crown to Frollo and while Djali gave Frollo a raspberry.
The crowd burst into laughter at Esmeralda throwing the crown to Frollo, but this infuriated Frollo for the last time.  "Captain Phoebus, arrest her," ordered Frollo.
Phoebus motioned for the guards to get Esmeralda.  As the guards circled around the platform, Esmeralda looked around, seeing what she was up against.  "Now, let's see.  One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten of you and one of me," said Esmeralda, before getting distressed, "what should a poor girl do?"
But before Esmeralda could weep even one more tear, she suddenly vanished into thin air.  This shocked everyone, including Frollo.  "Witchcraft," he muttered.
"Oh, boys," Esmeralda's voice came from nearby, "over here."
Phoebus turned and saw Esmeralda and Djali, who stood up to Frollo on another platform.  "There she is," said a guard as he and another guard came onto the platform.
"GET HER," said the other guard.
The crowd below them cheered as they carried the fugitives away from the guards.  The guards jumped after them, but this proved futile.  The crowd came out of their road and let them fall onto the solid ground.  Esmeralda was eventually put on her feet, but she spotted another group of guards closing in on her.  Upon seeing a third group of guards, Esmeralda caught hold of a cage holding an old prisoner and hit them off.  The cage came loose and Esmeralda rode it like a barrel.  One gypsy, who didn't have legs, swiftly rolled himself away from the cage as Esmeralda and Djali came on it.  The cage continued rolling towards them as the guards kept chasing after her.  But the guards were stopped by a gypsy on stilts.  The gypsy lifted its right leg and kicked the guards really hard in between their legs.  Esmeralda launched herself off a catapult upon seeing another group of guards in front of her.  She landed a short distance away as the cage smashed into the guards like a bowling ball.  The cage opened up and the prisoner reacted with glee.  "I'm free, I'm free," he said before tripping and landing in a stockade, "dang it."
As for Esmeralda, more guards were chasing her.  One guard, on horseback, chased Esmeralda.  As for Esmeralda, she ran underneath the gypsy on stilts and pulled down the prop pants.  This caused the horseback guard to get caught in the prop and get sent flying off.  The guard's helmet landed on Esmeralda's head as the crowd cheered.  Using her frisbee, Esmeralda threw it into all three of the guard's heads.  The helmet almost hit Phoebus, but it instead hit the flag behind him.  Phoebus was impressed by Esmeralda's actions.  "What a woman," he commented.
But she yet wasn't out of danger yet.  Two more guards appeared on horseback and they chased after the gypsy.  Esmeralda ran underneath a trapeze prop and a gypsy gave the two guards a pole.  The fugitives ran towards Frollo and at the right moment, swiftly turned away.  The two guards, unable to stop themselves in time, smashed into Frollo's refreshment stand.  Frollo came out from underneath the broken stand and frowned furiously at Esmeralda and Djali as they were being hoisted onto a concession stand.  The crowd cheered for them as Esmeralda bowed and took a large cape and spun it around herself and Djali.  The cape came down and Esmeralda was gone, but so was Djali.  Frollo pulled himself together and turned towards Quasi, very frustrated about what just happened.  Quasi realized that Frollo was mad with him and became hesitant.  Frollo came on his horse and gave orders to Phoebus.  "Find her, Captain," he said, "I want her alive."
"Yes, sir," replied Phoebus, who then turned to his fellow soldiers, "seal away the area, men.  Find the gypsy girl and do not harm her."
The soldiers began their search, while Frollo rode to Quasi and frowned at him.  Quasi looked up and saw Frollo's frustrated face towering over him.  "I'm sorry, master," said Quasi somberly, "I will never obey you again."
Frollo didn't respond.  He watched as Quasi jump off the platform and proceeded into the bell tower as rain started coming down.  The people around him were intimidated by his disappearance.  Disgraceful at what just happened and how the people were reacting to his appearance, Quasi hid his face as he moved more swiftly to the tower.  From above, the three gargoyles watched in despair as their friend fled back into Notre Dame.  What was thought to be a great, fun day outside the church had turned into a disaster, with humiliation from the crowd, a discovery from a frustrated Frollo and disapproval from the crowd combined.  Quasi came into the church and closed the doors, leaving him in darkness and despair.  What was going to happen to him next?
Back near the cathedral, guards were continuing their search for the gypsy girl.  A cloaked figure was among the festival tents and it slowly moved its road around the area.  It moved underneath Achilles and Phoebus noticed it.  Although he didn't see the figure's face, he recognized this person and thought to himself.  He watched the figure enter the cathedral.  Inside the church, the figure unfolded its hood and it revealed itself as Esmeralda, hiding with Djali from the guards.  But as she walked toward the rainstorm, someone slowly and silently followed her.  It was Phoebus and he was about to say something, but suddenly, Esmeralda caught Phoebus' cape with one hand and his sword with the other.  She flung Phoebus to the floor and pointed the sword at him.  "You," she said.
"Easy now, easy, I…I just shaved this morning," said Phoebus, unwilling to pick a fight.
"Oh, really?  You missed a point," said Esmeralda as she backed Phoebus towards a pole.
"OK, that's it, just…just calm down, just give me a chance to apologize," said Phoebus.
"For what?"
Phoebus swiftly tripped Esmeralda and took his sword back.  "You wasp for example."
"You sneaky, son of a..."
"Nuh, uh, uh," said Phoebus, "watch it.  You're in a church."
"Are you always so charming or am I just lucky," asked Esmeralda, who swiftly took a candle staff and engaged in a sword fight against Phoebus.
"Hahaha, candlelight, privacy, music," said Phoebus, who was enjoying the brawl, "can't think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.  You fight almost as well as a man."
"Funny," replied Esmeralda, "I was going to say the same fact about you."
"That's kind of hitting under the belt, don't you think," asked Phoebus.
"No, that is."
Esmeralda thrust the staff towards Phoebus' legs, but this was intercepted by Phoebus' sword.  With the sword occupied, Esmeralda maneuvered the other end of the staff and it hit Phoebus' face.  After shaking it off, Phoebus said with surprise, "touchy."
Djali rammed Phoebus in the belly.  "I didn't know you had a child," he said.
"He doesn't like soldiers," said Esmeralda.
"I noticed," said Phoebus, "uh…forgive me...I'm Phoebus.  This means…heaven of sun."
Esmeralda looked at Phoebus in confusion.  "Is this an interrogation," asked Esmeralda.
"It's called an introduction," replied Phoebus as he put his sword away.
"You're not arresting me," asked Esmeralda.
"Not while you're here, I can't," said Phoebus.
"You're nothing like the other soldiers," said Esmeralda as she put the candle staff down.
"Thank you all."
"Well…if you're not going to arrest me, what have you done," asked Esmeralda as she slowly approached Phoebus.
"I'd be content with your name," said Phoebus.
Esmeralda thought for a moment, until grinning and saying, "Esmeralda."
Djali didn't like Phoebus socializing with Esmeralda, but stayed out of the road.  "Much better than Phoebus anyhow," said Phoebus.
Suddenly, the church doors opened and Frollo entered, along with a few guards.  "Good job, Captain," he said, "now arrest her."
Djali swiftly hid behind Esmeralda.  With Frollo nearby, Phoebus turned to Esmeralda and whispered, "claim sanctuary."
Esmeralda frowned at Phoebus, thinking she was set up.  "Say this," whispered Phoebus.
"You tricked me," muttered Esmeralda.
"I'm waiting, Captain," said Frollo, who was getting impatient.
"I'm sorry, sir.  She claims sanctuary," said Phoebus, "there's nothing I can do."
"Then drag her outside and......"
Suddenly, the Archdeacon appeared and said sternly, "Frollo, you're not going to touch her," before turning to Esmeralda, "don't worry.  Minister Frollo learned years ago to respect the insanity of the church."
Frollo frowned furiously at the Archdeacon.  He gestured for the guards to leave, and they started as well.  But with no one noticing, Frollo swiftly hid himself behind a pillar as the Archdeacon guided Phoebus out of the church.  Djali bucked Phoebus from behind to make him go faster.  "OK, that's it, I'm going," said Phoebus, who was getting annoyed.
But with the Archdeacon and Phoebus out of the road, Frollo sneaked up behind Esmeralda and caught her arm, he growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the church.  "You think you deceived me, but I'm a patient man and gypsies don't get along stone walls," said Frollo.
"What are you doing here," demanded Esmeralda.
"I was imagining a rope…around this beautiful neck," said Frollo as he caressed Esmeralda's neck.
As Frollo was speaking, he let go of Esmeralda.  "I know what you were imagining," said Esmeralda.
"Such an intelligent witch.  So typical of your kind to distort the truth," said Frollo as he approached Esmeralda menacingly, "to cloud the mind with profane thoughts."
"You almost got us murdered at the square," said Esmeralda, "thanks a lot."
But Frollo was not intimidated.  "Well…it doesn't matter," said Frollo, who then started to leave, "you chose a magnificent prison…but this is a prison nonetheless. Put one foot outside.....and you'll be mine."
Frollo closed the doors, leaving the gypsy to herself.  Esmeralda swiftly went to one door, but the moment she opened it, she saw a guard giving orders to the others.  "Frollo's orders; search a guard at each door."
Esmeralda swiftly closed the door and moaned.  "One fact, Djali," said Esmeralda as she stroked Djali's fur, "if Frollo thinks he can keep us here, he's wrong."
"Don't act rashly, girl," said the Archdeacon as he lit some candles, "you caused quite a stir at the festival.  It wouldn't be wise to arouse Frollo's frustration any further."
"You saw what he did there; letting the crowd torture this poor boy," said Esmeralda.
"You almost got her murdered at the cathedral," said the Archdeacon, "thanks a lot."
"I thought if only one person could face you, then…" Esmeralda said before sighing, "what have you done against people who are different any matter?"
"You can't write all the mistakes in this world alone," said the Archdeacon as they headed down a hallway.
"No one out there is going to help," said Esmeralda, "that's right."
"Well, maybe there's someone here who can," replied the calm Archdeacon.
As the Archdeacon walked off, Esmeralda walked around the cathedral.  She had an understanding of who the Archdeacon was speaking about as he said there was someone who could help.  She looked at other people around the church, who were praying for God.  Esmeralda looked at a statue and started doing the same fact, but in a different fashion.
Esmeralda: 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
Yet I see your face and wonder
Were you once an outcast as well?
In the bell tower, Quasimodo, having calmed down from what just happened at the festival, heard Esmeralda's voice and became curious.
Esmeralda: Heaven help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on Earth
Heaven help my people
We look to you silent
Heaven help the outcasts
Or nobody will
From a higher level of the church, Quasi spotted Esmeralda slowly walking down the hallway.  Another line of people was praying while walking the separate direction.
Parishioners: I ask for wealth
I ask for fame
I ask for glory
To shine my name
Uberta: I ask for love
Parishioners: I can possess
I ask for heaven and his angels
To bless…me
Esmeralda: 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 were all children
Children of Heaven
By now, Quasi was on the same level as Esmeralda.  He hid behind a pillar and listened to Esmeralda continue her prayer.
Esmeralda: Heaven help the outcasts
Children…of…GoooooOOOOD!!!!
Esmeralda stood in the light of a giant, stained-glass window and hoped her prayer would be fufilled.  Djali came to her side, and Esmeralda hugged him while Quasi grinned at the gypsy.  "You, the bell ringer," someone said suddenly, interrupting the silence, "what are you doing down here?"
Quasi realized that he was noticed and backed off, incidentally bumping into a candle staff.  Esmeralda noticed Quasi fleeing back into the bell tower.  "Haven't you caused enough damage yet," asked the same person.
"Please wait," called Esmeralda as she ran after Quasi, "I-I want to speak to you."
Not far away, the three gargoyles noticed Quasi running towards their direction.  They noticed Esmeralda pursuing him.  "Look," said Laverne, "he has a friend with him."
"Yes," added Hugo, "perhaps today wasn't a total loss, after all."
"A vision of beauty," added Victor.
"The one in the dress isn't bad either," commented Hugo.
The three gargoyles met up with Quasi and congratulated him.  "Very well, Quasi," said Hugo.
"Congratulations," said Victor.
"We knew you had this in you," said Laverne.
"Yes, the girl's already chasing you," said Hugo.
"Actually, I…" said Quasi, who was unsure.
"You mustn't run too fast, or she'll run off," said Victor as he urged Quasi to speak with his pursuer.
"Yes, I-I know, that's what…"
"Give her some slack, then roll her up, then give her some slack, then roll her up," said Hugo, not making many sense, "then give her some slack....."
"Stop it, Hugo," said Laverne, annoyed, "she's a girl, not a horse."
Quasi moved swiftly again, but Esmeralda found him before he could get away again.  "There you are," shivered Esmeralda, "I was afraid I lost you."
Esmeralda's presence caused the three gargoyles to be statues again.  "Yes…I, uh…I have…chores to do.  That was...that was good...to see you...again…" said Quasi as he started running again in disgrace.
"No, wait," said Esmeralda as she ran after Quasi again.
As he ran, Hugo swiftly came to life and flirted with Djali before turning stone again.  This confused Djali.  "I'm really sorry for this afternoon," said Esmeralda as she continued following Quasi up the stairs, "I had no idea who you were.  I never in my life would have pulled you…"
Esmeralda reached Quasi's room and stopped mid-sentence.  "Up there…on…the…stage," she said, "what is this place?"
"This is…where I live," said Quasi.
"Did you do all this yourself," asked Esmeralda as she examined all the toys and the dangling glass above.
"Most of them," said Quasi.
"This is beautiful," said Esmeralda, "if I could do this, you wouldn't find me on the street dancing for coins."
"But you're a wonderful dancer," said Quasi as he hid behind a wooden pole.
"Well, he keeps the bread on the table any matter," said Esmeralda, before noticing some of Quasi's action figures, "what's this?"
"Oh, dear, oh, dear, I'm not finished," said Quasi as he approached Esmeralda, "I yet have to paint them."
"It's the blacksmith....and the baker," Esmeralda said, impressed.
Djali chewed on one of the sheep figures.  "You're an amazing person, Quasimodo," said Esmeralda, "not to mention luck; this entire room just for you."
"Well, it's not just me," said Quasi, "there's the gargoyles and......of course, the bells.  Would you like to see them?"
"Sure," said Esmeralda, "don't you, Djali?"
Djali, who munched on one of the action figures, followed Esmeralda up a ladder as Quasi introduced her to the big bells.  "Follow me, I'll introduce you," said Quasi.
"I never knew there were so many," said Esmeralda.
"That's Little Sofia," said Quasi as he showed the bells to his new friend, "and Jean-Marie, Anne-Marie and Louise-Marie.  Triplets, you know."
"And who is this," asked Esmeralda as she came across a big bell.
"Big Marie."
"Hullo-o-o-o," Esmeralda said into the bell.
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the cathedral.  "She likes you," said Quasi, "would you like to see more?"
"How about that, Djali," Esmeralda said to Djali.
Djali belched underneath Big Marie.  This belch was so loud that it echoed across the bell tower.  "We'd love it as well," said Esmeralda.
"Great," said Quasi, "I saved the best for last."
Quasi guided Esmeralda outside and Esmeralda got a huge view of the city from the balcony.  The two watched the sunset.  "I bet the king himself doesn't have a view like this," said Esmeralda, "I can stay here forever."
"You could, you know," said Quasi.
"No, I couldn't," said Esmeralda.
"Oh, yes, you have a sanctuary," said Quasi.
"But not freedom," said Esmeralda, "gypsies don't get along within stone walls."
"But, you…you're not like other gypsies," said Quasi, "they're…bad."
"Who warned you that," asked Esmeralda.
"My master, Frollo," said Quasi, "he raised me."
"How can such a cruel man create someone as surprising and brilliant as you," asked Esmeralda.
"Cruel?  Oh, dear," said Quasi, "he saved my life.  He took me in if no one else wanted to.  I'm a monster, you know."
"He really did warn you," asked Esmeralda.
"He did," said Quasi, "look at me."
Esmeralda thought for a second before saying to Quasi, "give me your hand."
"What?"
"Just let me see."
Quasi extended his hand for Esmeralda and she examined the palm closely.  "Huh…a long life line....oh, and this one that you're shy," said Esmeralda, "huh…mm-hmm-mmm.  That's good, that's funny."
"What," asked Quasi.
"I don't see any."
"Any what?"
"Monster lines.  None…now you look at me," said Esmeralda to Quasi, "do you think I'm bad?"
"No…no…no…you're, you're kind and good....and…"
"And a gypsy," said Esmeralda, "and perhaps Frollo's wrong about both of us."
Down below the pair, the gargoyles listened to the conversation.  "Is that what she said," asked Hugo.
"Frollo's nose is long and he uses a lattice," said Laverne.
"HA!!  I warned you.  Pay up," Hugo said to Victor, who gave the obese gargoyle a gold coin.
Back on the balcony, Quasi, feeling grateful that Esmeralda stood up for him, came up with a plan.  "You helped me," he said, "now I will help you."
"But there's no road out," said Esmeralda, "there are soldiers at every door."
"We're not going to use a door," said Quasi.
"You mean to go down," asked Esmeralda.
"Sure," said Quasi, "you carry her, and I'll carry you."
"Alright," said Esmeralda, "c'mon, Djali."
Djali jumped into Esmeralda's arms and Esmeralda put her bandana over Djali's eyes.  "There," asked Quasi.
"Yes," replied Esmeralda.
"Don't be afraid," said Quasi as he picked up Esmeralda.
"I'm not afraid."
Quasi suddenly jumped off the balcony and held onto a gargoyle head.  "Now I'm scared," said Esmeralda.
"The trick is not to look down," said Quasi.
The bandana slipped off Djali's head and he brayed in fear.  "Have you done this before," asked Esmeralda.
"No," said Quasi.
Quasi jumped from gargoyle head to gargoyle head before making a jump.  Esmeralda and Djali were in fright of this experience.  Quasi caught hold of another gargoyle head and climbed down the building before getting on a roof.  "Wow, you're quite an acrobat," said Esmeralda, who was impressed.
"Thank you all..."
Suddenly, the tile that Quasi was standing on came loose and they began sliding down the roof.  This took them by surprise and they rode down the roof like they were on a bobsled ride.  The three saw up ahead that they were getting close to the edge.  They jumped off while the tile flew off the roof and landed a few blocks away from the cathedral.  The guards heard the smash and went to investigate.  With the guards out of the path, Quasi swiftly climbed down the wall.  One guard came by, patroling the church, but failed to notice the three.  With the guards out of the road, Quasi whispered to Esmeralda, "I hope I didn't frighten you."
"Not for an instant," said Esmeralda.
Djali brayed dizzily.  "I'll never forget you, Esmeralda," said Quasi, who felt he wouldn't see Esmeralda again.
But Esmeralda comforted Quasi and said, "come with me."
"What?"
"To the Court of Miracles," said Esmeralda, "get out of this place."
"Oh, dear, I'll never go back there again," said Quasi, "you saw what just happened here.  No…this is where I belong."
"Alright, then I will see you," said Esmeralda.
"What?  Here?  But the soldiers and Frollo…"
"I'll go after sunset," said Esmeralda.
"But at sunset, I celebrate the evening mass, and after this, I clean the kooisters and then I play the eve and…"
Esmeralda grinned at Quasi and kissed him on the cheek, stopping him mid-sentence.  "Whatever's good for you," said Quasi, obliged.
"If you need a sanctuary," said Esmeralda as she gave Quasi a talisman, "this will show you the road."
"How?"
"Just remember; if you wear this woven band, you'll have the city in your hands," said Esmeralda.
Quasi put the talisman around his neck as Djali brayed upon seeing some guards coming.  Quasi realized that Esmeralda had to leave at once.  "Hurry up," said Quasi, "you must go."
Esmeralda climbed down the remaining road down the building and ran off.  Quasi grinned, having had a great time speaking with Esmeralda.  He turned around and started climbing up the tower.  But as he reached the top, a hand took his arm and pulled him up.  "Hello.  I'm looking for the gypsy girl.  You saw her?"
Recognizing Phoebus as one of the soldiers, Quasi got furious and swung his arm out of Phoebus' grip before advancing towards him with fury.  "Hey, hey, hey, easy now," said Phoebus, not letting a fight.
"NO SOLDIERS," shouts Quasi as he takes a torch and forces him down the stairs, "SANCTUARY!  GET OUT!!"
"PLEASE WAIT, EVERYTHING I WANT....."
"GO!!"
"I don't want to hurt her," said Phoebus.
"GO," yelled Quasi upset as he swung his torch around.
But the torch was swiftly intercepted by Phoebus' sword.  Quasi caught Phoebus' cape by the collar and lifted him into the air.  "Could you warn her for me, I didn't mean to arrest you here," said Phoebus, referring to Esmeralda, "it was the only fashion to save your life."
Quasi's fury started fading away upon hearing this guy.  "Can you warn her of this," asked Phoebus.
Quasi thought about how to respond.  "Are you going," asked Phoebus again.
"If you go," said Quasi.
"I will," said Phoebus, "now…can you…put me down, please?"
Quasi did so, now unsure if acting hostile towards Phoebus was a good idea.  With himself free, Phoebus started leaving, but he turned to Quasi one last time and said, "oh, and one more fact....let Esmeralda know.....she's very lucky."
"Why," asked Quasi.
"Having a friend like you," said Phoebus.
Phoebus turned and left the tower.  Quasi stood in shock over what Phoebus said.  Perhaps this guy wasn't as bad as the other soldiers under Frollo's command.
Back at the cathedral, Quasimodo slowly walked across the balcony.  Quasi felt bad for acting gruff towards Phoebus after hearing him say he was trying to protect her.  "Hey, hey, there he is," said Hugo emotionally.
The gargoyles appeared and cheered for their friend.  "You threw out this tinned baboon with great vigor," said Victor as he and the others followed Quasi into his room.
"The nerve of him; sniffing around here and trying to steal your girl," said Hugo.
"My girl," asked Quasi.
"Esmeralda," said Laverne, "dark hair, works with a goat.  Do you remember?"
"Boy, I do," said Hugo, "far away, beloved boy!"
"Lover boy," asked Quasi, who blushed, "oh, dear, oh, dear."
"Oh, don't be so humble," said Laverne to Quasi.
"Look, I appreciate what you're all trying to do, but let's not fool us.  Ugliest face in all of Paris, remember?  I don't think I'm your type," said Quasi as he looked out at the town.
Quasi: 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 is hideous as my face
Was ever meant for heaven's light
Laverne gave Quasi a small piece of wood and a knife.  As Quasi continued singing, he carved a new figure resembling Esmeralda and painted it.  As for the gargoyles, they drew little pictures on pieces of paper.  Victor and Laverne drew Esmeralda on the papers, but for some reason, Hugo drew Djali.
Quasi: But suddenly, an angel
Has grinned 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 liiiiight!
Quasi rang the evening bells, happy to have known Esmeralda for her time at the cathedral.  As the bells rang, the Archdeacon and a church chorus sang a somber melody to Heaven.
Church Chorus: Confiteor Deo
Omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae
Semper Virgini
Beato Michealangelo
Sanctis apostolis
Omnibus Sanctis
At the Palace of Justice, Frollo stood on a balcony and looked at Notre Dame.  He thought about the time he witnessed Esmeralda dance at the festival and how she claimed sanctuary at the church.  Despite his dislike of gypsies, he started having disturbances about Esmeralda.  Was he to dispose of her like he did to other gypsies, or was he do to something more, something more...romantic?
Frollo: Beata Maria
You know, I am a righteous man
Of my virtue, I am justly proud
Chorus: Et tibit Pater
Frollo walked toward his fireplace.
Frollo: Beata Maria
You know I'm so many purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd
Chorus: Quia peccavi nimis
Frollo: Then warn me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smoldering eyes yet scorch my soul
Chorus: Cogitatione
Frollo: I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
Chorus: VERBO ET OPERE!!
Frollo started seeing illusions of a fire sprite resembling Esmeralda dancing in the fire.  Frollo's emotions started getting more intense as his feelings for Esmeralda turned into lust.
Frollo: Like fire...hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning...desire
Is turning me....to…sin
Suddenly, rows of orange, faceless, hooded figures appeared, frightening Frollo out of his wits.
Frollo: It's not my fault
Chorus: Mea Culpa
Frollo: I'm not to blame
Chorus: Mea Culpa
Frollo: It is the gypsy girl
The witch who set this flame
Chorus: Mea maxima culpa
Frollo: It's not my fault
Chorus: Mea culpa
Frollo: If in heaven's plan
Chorus: Mea culpa
Frollo: HE MADE THE DEVIL SO MUCH STRONGER
THAN A MAN!!
The hooded figures disappeared as Frollo started seeing the fire sprite of Esmeralda again in the fire.  Frollo, with Esmeralda's handkerchief in his hands, became more fearful if his lust for Esmeralda was to be permanent, or it could be diminished with Esmeralda getting burned.
Frollo: 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!!
The intense, lustful moment with Frollo suddenly stopped as he heard a knock at the door.  Frollo shivered as he turned.  A silhouette of a guard stood and said, "Minister Frollo.....the gypsy has escaped."
"What?"
"She's nowhere in the cathedral," said the guard, "she's gone."
"But how," asked Frollo before getting stern again, "whatever.  Get out, you idiot.  I'll find her.  I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris."
By himself again, Frollo's fury and lust rose again.
Frollo: Hellfire...dark fire
Now, gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me…or your pyre
BE MINE OR YOU WILL BURN!!
Frollo threw Esmeralda's handkerchief into the flames.
Chorus: Kyrie Eleison
Frollo: Heaven has mercy on her
Chorus: Kylie Eleison
Frollo: Heaven has mercy on me
Chorus: Kyrie Eleison
Frollo: BUT SHE WILL BE MINE, OR
SHE…WILL…BUUUUURN!!
In singing this intense song, and having out of control emotions over seeing apparitions of Heaven, Frollo passed out in exhaustion.
Near the Notre Dame cathedral, Frollo's carriage rode towards Phoebus and some guards.  "Attention," Phoebus called as the guards stood in position.
The carriage opened up and Frollo came out.  "Good morning, sir," said Phoebus.
Frollo was dizzy and discombobulated from last night's intense moment.  "Do you feel alright," asked Phoebus.
"I had a little.....damage with the fireplace," said Frollo as he pulled himself together.
"I understand," said Phoebus, "your orders, sir?"
"Find the gypsy girl."
With Frollo's order, the guards began the manhunt for Esmeralda.  They started on a random citizen home and they ransacked the house of the surprised owner.  The guards removed the furniture and moved some boxes before noticing a secret door underneath a barrel.  The guard opened it up and there were some gypsies hidden underneath it.  The gypsies were swiftly chained up and brought before Frollo.  "Ten coins of silver for the gypsy Esmeralda," said Frollo.
But the gypsies knew nothing and refused to respond.  In his fury, Frollo ordered, "lock them up."
The gypsies were locked in a carriage and the guards rolled it down a hill and into the river.  The gypsies resurfaced, but were brought before Frollo again.  "Twenty coins of silver for the gypsy Esmeralda."
But there was no response.  "Take them away," Frollo ordered Phoebus.
Phoebus frowned at Frollo, but didn't say nothing.  He could not believe Frollo was threatening innocent people.  A few miles from Notre Dame, other Paris citizens noticed Frollo's outrageous behavior and silently expressed it.
"Oh, my heavens.  He'll never hurt anyone."
"Frollo went insane."
Inside the house, Frollo was interrogating a miller and his wife and two children.  Phoebus stood alongside Frollo as Frollo said, "we found this gypsy talisman on your property.  Have you given shelter to the gypsies?"
"Our house is always open to the weary traveler," said the miller, "have mercy, my lord."
"I will put you and your family under house arrest until I get to the bottom of this," said Frollo, "if what you say is true and you're innocent, then you have nothing to fear."
"But we are innocent," said the miller, "I assure you we don't know anything about the gypsies."
Frollo and Phoebus exited the house, leaving the miller with his family.  But before the miller could continue the argument, Frollo closed the house door and locked it with a spear.  With the house locked up, Frollo turned to Phoebus.  "Burn it."
"What," asked Phoebus, who was shocked.
"Until it burns," said Frollo as he jumped on Snowball and gave Phoebus a torch, "these people are traitors whom an example must be given."
"With all due respect, sir, I haven't been trained to kill the innocent," said Phoebus, trying to negotiate with Frollo.
"But you were trained to follow orders," said Frollo, who was getting irritated and impatient.
Phoebus frowned at Frollo with disapproval.  Was he going to burn down the house and murder the people inside?  Phoebus looked at Frollo and the house before silently making a decision.  He stood in silence for a moment before swiftly dousing the torch in a water barrel.  This got Frollo very stern.  "Insolent coward."
A guard gave Frollo another torch and he contacted the flame with the house.  In an instant, the house caught on fire and the flames raged all around the building.  Phoebus gasped as he watched the house fall apart.  He jumped out of the road of the falling windmill, but he heard the cries and pleas for help coming from inside the house.  With no regard to his own safety, Phoebus jumped into the house to rescue his family.  Esmeralda swiftly became concerned, but Phoebus appeared again, kicking down the door with his feet while leading the family out of the burning house.  This was an intense action, but the family wasn't hurt and Phoebus gave the miller and his wife their children.  One guard hit Phoebus with the bottom of his sword, knocking him to the ground and throwing off his helmet.  The guard held Phoebus by the shoulders while another guard pointed his sword towards Phoebus' neck.  "The sentence for insubordination of death," said Frollo, "a real disgrace.  You threw off a promising career."
"Consider it my highest honor, sir," said Phoebus, showing no fear for his sentence.
Esmeralda was warned to stay out of sight while the rest of the gypsies took a stand.  But before the guard could deliver the deathblow to Phoebus, Esmeralda swiftly took a small stone and flung it towards Snowball.  Snowball, alarmed, reared up and threw Frollo off.  With Frollo distracted, Phoebus elbowed the guard holding him and punched the other with his sword.  Phoebus jumped on Snowball and fled.  But the archer guards started firing arrows at Phoebus and Frollo ordered, "TAKE IT, AND DON'T HIT MY HORSE!!"
As for Phoebus, he kept fleeing until getting hit by an arrow.  The arrow hit Phoebus' shoulder and Phoebus fell off Snowball and into the river below.  Esmeralda gasped upon seeing Phoebus fall.  As Phoebus landed in the water, more arrows fired after him.  Esmeralda hid herself from Frollo's view, as Frollo said to the guards, "don't waste your arrows.  Let the traitor rot in his watery grave.  Find the girl.  If you have to burn the city to the ground, so be it."
Esmeralda watched as Frollo and the guards started leaving the scene.  She could see that Frollo really had gone mad.  Esmeralda, more focused on Phoebus, swiftly jumped in the river and dove underwater.  After a few seconds, Esmeralda resurfaced with Phoebus in her arms.  Phoebus no longer had his armor and was easier to hold onto, but he was unconscious.
At sunset, the city lay under extreme pressure, for the vicious manhunt for Esmeralda had taken its toll on several houses and families.  Frollo and the soldiers set several houses on fire and families were being arrested for crimes they didn't commit.  The heavens filled with a hellish red as smoke from the fires filled the air.  "Sir, we've been looking everywhere and yet no sign of the gypsy girl," a guard reported to Frollo.
"I had surrounded the whole cathedral; guards at every door.  There was no fashion she could escape," Frollo said to himself, before having a realization and looking up at the bell tower, "unless."
Notre Dame remained intact while the rest of Paris burned with the flames set by Frollo's ruthless manhunt for Esmeralda.  At the top of the bell tower, the gargoyles watched as the town suffered from Frollo's impact.  "Oh, that doesn't look good," said Laverne.
"It's hopeless," said Victor, "completely hopeless."
"You warn me," said Hugo, who was doing a card game, "I'm losing to a bird."
"Oh, that poor gypsy girl," said Victor, "I'm starting to feel the worst."
"I know," said Laverne, "but you don't say anything to upset Quasimodo.  He's already concerned."
"Yes, you're right," said Hugo, "we should better straighten up."
"Csendes," said Victor as he noticed Quasi approaching the balcony, "here he comes."
"Just stay calm," said Laverne.
"Not a word," muttered Victor.
"Easy does it," added Hugo.
"Stoned face," said Victor.
"Any sign of her," asked Quasi.
Victor, suddenly filled with concern and anxiety, tried keeping it in, but couldn't stop himself from breaking down in tears.  "OH, IT'S A LOST FACT!  SHE COULD BE ANYWHERE; IN THE STOCKS, IN THE DUNGEON, ON THE STANDS!!  OH, DEAR," cried Victor as he wept in Quasi's arms.
"Nice work, Victor," said Laverne sarcastically.
"No, he's right," said Quasi, "what have we done?"
"What are you speaking about," asked Hugo as he played with his cards, "if I know Esmeralda, she's three steps ahead of Frollo and not so many."
"You really think so," asked Quasi.
"Heh, if facts cool down, they'll come back," said Hugo, "you'll see."
"What makes you so safe," asked Quasi.
"Because she likes you," said Laverne, "we always said you were the sweet one."
"I thought I was the sweet one," said Hugo as he munched on some cheese.
"No," complained Laverne, "you're the fat, foolish one with the big mouth."
While chewing a sausage, Hugo asked, "what do you exactly say?"
"Take it from us, Quasi," said Laverne, "you have nothing to concern about."
"Yes, you're irresistible," said Hugo.
"Knights in shining armor are certainly not your type," said Victor.
"And these guys are a dirty dozen," added Hugo, "but you…you're one of a kind.  Look…"
Hugo: Paris
The city of lovers
Is glowing this evening
True
That's because it's on fire
But yet, 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
Quasi, with a heart card in his hands, started having an idea at whom Hugo was speaking about.
Hugo: A guy…like you
She's never known, boy
A guy like you
A girl does not meet everyday
You have a look
That's all your own, boy
Could there be two....
All: LIKE YOU?!
No way
Hugo: These other guys
That she could dangle
All look the same
From every boring point of view
You're a surprise
From every angle
My heavens above
She has to love
A guy like you
Victor: A guy like you
Gets extra credit
Because it's true
You have a certain something more
Hugo: You're aces, boy
Laverne: You see that face
You don't forget it
Victor and Laverne: Want something new
Hugo: That's you
All: For sure
Laverne: We all have gaped
At some Adonis
Victor: But then, we have a meal
More nourishing to chew
Hugo: And since you're shaped
Like a croissant is
Both: No question of
She has to love
A guy like you
Hugo started getting chased by Laverne's pigeons after obtaining a croissant from Victor.  As Victor played a piano, Laverne sang to Quasi.
Laverne: Call me a hopeless romantic
But Quasi, I feel it
Victor: She wants you so
Any moment, she'll walk THROUGH THAT DOOR!!
Hugo burst through the door, dressed as Esmeralda.
All: FOR!!
Hugo: A guy so swell
The song started getting more emotionable as everyone started concluding it.
Laverne: A guy like you
Hugo: With all you bring her
A fool can warn
It's why she fell
FOR YOU KNOW WHO?!
You ring the bell
All: YOU'RE THE BELL RINGER!
If she wants OO-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: You have a lot, the rest have not
WHO WOULDN'T LOVE A GUY LIKE YOU!!
This song made Quasi grin and forget about his concern if Esmeralda wouldn't come back until he heard a familiar voice.  "Quasi?  Quasimodo?"
"Esmeralda," asked Quasi.
He looked and saw Esmeralda standing at the doorway.  "Esmeralda," said Quasi as he rushed to Esmeralda and embraced with her, "you're alright.  I knew you'd come back."
"You've done so many for me already, my friend," said Esmeralda, "but I must ask your help again."
"Yes, anything," said Quasi.
Another gypsy entered the bell tower, holding onto Phoebus.  Quasi recognized this guy as the man he intimidated into leaving the tower.  "This is Phoebus," said Esmeralda, "he's wounded and a fleet like me.  He can't go ahead much farther.  I knew he'd be safe here.  Please, can you hide him?"
"This way," said Quasi as he guided his friend to his bed.
Quasi went up some stairs and Esmeralda lay Phoebus in Quasi's bed.  Phoebus started awakening slowly and he saw the woman he helped keep safe from Frollo's wrath.  "Esmeralda," he muttered.
"Csendes," comforted Esmeralda, "you'll hide here until you're strong enough to try."
Esmeralda took a flask of alcohol as Phoebus said, "well, I could use a drink."
Esmeralda poured the drink on Phoebus' wound.  Phoebus squirmed in pain as he said, "yes…huh…feels like a burgundy from 1470.  Not a good year."
"That family owes you their lives.  You're either the bravest soldier I've ever seen, or the craziest," said Esmeralda.
"Ex-soldier, remember," said Phoebus as Esmeralda stitched Phoebus' wound, "why is this that every time I meet, I end up bleeding?"
"You're lucky that the arrow didn't penetrate your heart," said Esmeralda.
"I'm not so sure it didn't," said Phoebus as the two leaned forward for a kiss.
Nearby, Quasi watched.  Quasi backed off slowly in shock, but this swiftly turned into despair.  Esmeralda, the girl he thought had feelings for him, the girl who cared for him since they met at the festival, was kissing a completely different man.  Another one of Quasi's hopes was dashed and Quasi was upset.  He silently sang his depression as Esmeralda and Phoebus continued their kiss.
Quasi: 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
Quasi even took the card given to him earlier and tore it in half, symbolizing a broken heart.  Suddenly, Djali started braying wildly.  Quasi and Esmeralda looked out from the balcony and saw Frollo approaching.  "Frollo's coming.  You must leave.  Run, follow me," said Quasi as he swiftly guided his visitor to an exit, "go down the steps of the south tower."
"Be careful, my friend," said Esmeralda, "promise me you won't let anything happen to him."
"I promise," added Quasi silently.
"Thank you," said Esmeralda before leaving Quasi.
Esmeralda was gone, but Frollo was yet approaching.  "Run," said Laverne, "we must stiffen it stiff."
As for Quasi, he took Phoebus' unconscious body and dragged it towards the bottom of Quasi's table.  Quasi put the body underneath the table after a brief and hurried fight, Frollo appeared and approached Quasi, who acted casual with his models.  "Oh…" Quasi said upon seeing Frollo enter, "master, I…I-I didn't think you would come."
"I'm never too busy to share a happy meal with you, dear boy," said Frollo as he sat near Quasi, "I took a little McDonald's."
Frollo gave Quasi a basket of grapes.  Quasi sat motionless, concerned if Frollo would find out about his secret.  Frollo cleared his throat and Quasi, knowing what he had to do, got up and set up the table.  But in his concern about hiding Phoebus, he incidentally broke some of the plates and other tableware.  Quasi swiftly set up the table, as Frollo asked while handing Quasi some grapes, "is there something bothering you, Quasimodo?"
"Oh, dear," said Quasi.
"Oh, but there is," said Frollo as he had some grapes, "I know there is."
One of the grapes slid towards the edge of the table.  It fell off and Quasi slowly knelt down to get it.  As he did so, he saw Phoebus' lifeless body.  Quasi's anxiety grew silently as Frollo said, "I think…you're hiding something."
"Oh, dear, master," said Quasi as he got back up onto the table, "there's nothing..."
"You don't eat grapes, boy," said Frollo.
Quasi swiftly started eating some of the grapes.  "It's very good," he mumbled as he chewed, "thank you."
But Frollo remained suspicious.  As Quasi ate, he heard a moaning sound.  Phoebus was starting to awaken.  Thinking fast, Quasi kicked Phoebus in the face, knocking him out again.  Quasi coughed, trying to make it where that the moaning was coming from him.  "Seeds," commented Quasi.
But Frollo knew something was up.  "What's different in here," he asked as he looked around.
"Nothing…sir," said Quasi, yet trying to play it cool.
Frollo noticed the action figure of Esmeralda.  "Isn't this new?  It's very good.  It looks very much like the…gypsy girl," said Frollo as he looked at Quasi with his voice and fury rising, "I know…you helped her ESCAPE!!"
Frollo hit his fist on the table, giving Quasi a fright.  "And now, the entire Paris is on fire because of you," Frollo said to Quasi.
"She was kind to me, master," said Quasi, intimidated.
"YOU IDIOT," yelled Frollo upset as he smashed all of Quasi's fast food toys, "THIS WASN'T KINDNESS, THIS WAS CUNNING!  SHE'S A GYPSY!!  GYPSIES ARE NOT CAPABLE OF TRUE LOVE!!!  Think, boy.  Think of your mother."
Quasi stared at Frollo's frustrated face, as Frollo calmed down and said, "but what chance can a poor, deformed child have against her pagan betrayal?"
Frollo took the action figure and set it on fire with a candle.  "Well…you don't mind, Quasimodo.  Soon she'll be out of our lives.  I will free you from her evil enchantment and she will no longer torment you."
Frollo tossed the burning figure onto the floor near Quasi, but the place didn't catch on fire along with the burning wood.  "What do you mean," asked Quasi.
"I know where her hiding place is," said Frollo as he started leaving, "and tomorrow at dawn......I'm attacking with a thousand men."
Frollo turned and left the room, but as he departed, he secretly smirked at Quasi, who was horrified at what Frollo did and was about to do so.  "We have to find the courthouse before dawn," said Phoebus as he came out from underneath the table, "if Frollo gets there first......are you coming with me?"
Quasi, aware of the danger Esmeralda was in, but in fear at what Frollo would think if he tried leaving the tower again and warning Esmeralda, replied, "I can't."
"I thought you were Esmeralda's friend," said Phoebus.
"Frollo's my lord, I can't obey him again," said Quasi.
"She stood up for you," said an annoyed Phoebus, "you have a funny fashion of showing gratitude."
But Quasi didn't respond.  Phoebus frowned at Quasi with disappointment.  "Well, I'm not going to sit by and watch Frollo massacre innocent people," he said as he started leaving, "you do what you think is right."
Phoebus started leaving.  Quasi was now on his own, distressed over Esmeralda willing Phoebus over him and Frollo getting frustrated with him for letting Esmeralda go.  He turned to his right and saw the three gargoyles staring at him with disapproving looks.  "What," asked Quasi, "what have I done?  Go out there and save the girl from the…from the jaws of death and the entire city will rejoice as if I were a kind of hero?  She already has her knight in brilliant armor and that I'm not me."
Quasi sighed before saying, "Frollo was right.  Frollo was right about everything.  I'm tired of trying to be something I'm not."
Quasi looked at his palm and the talisman that Esmeralda gave him.  His frustration started fading away as he remembered the good times he had with Esmeralda if she was at the bell tower.  She didn't hold any fear of him since first place, and she stood up for him at the festival.  He remembered how Esmeralda assured him that he wasn't a monster, something Frollo never did.  He realized that even though he socialized with Esmeralda and helped her escape against Frollo's wishes, Quasi knew it was a time he felt happiness in his life.  These instances were where he disobeyed Frollo.  He looked at the talisman and thought of what would happen to Esmeralda if she were to get captured by Frollo.  Laverne gave Quasi the black cape he used to live in Notre Dame.  Quasi, now realizing what he must do, but unsure if Frollo would find out, took the cape and started leaving the tower.  "I have to be out of my mind."
On the ground level of the cathedral, Phoebus started making his escape, but suddenly, Quasi appeared above him.  "Boo!"
Phoebus exclaimed in shock over seeing Quasi appear out of nowhere.  "Csendes," said Quasi as he jumped to the ground, "I'm coming with you."
"I'm glad you changed," said Phoebus.
"I'm not doing that for you, I'm doing this to her," said Quasi.
"You know where she is," asked Phoebus.
"No, but she said this will help us find her," said Quasi as he gave Phoebus the talisman.
"Good, good, good," said Phoebus as he looked at the talisman, "ah, great…what is this?"
"I'm not sure," said Quasi.
"Yes, it must be some kind of code," said Phoebus as he looked at the talisman, "perhaps it's Arabic.  No, no, it's Arabic.  Perhaps it's Ancient Greek."
"If you wear this woven ribbon, you'll hold the city in your hands," Quasi said, mimicking Esmeralda's words from earlier.
"What," asked Phoebus.
"It's the city," said Quasi.
"What are you speaking about?"
"It's a map.  Look, here's the cathedral and the river, and the little one...." said Quasi as he pointed towards a dot on the right side of the talisman.
"I've never seen a map that looks like…" complained Phoebus, who then got into a whispering fight with Quasi.
"Look, I've lived in the bell tower for twenty years and I think I know what this fact looks like from above and…"
"…the map would like this, it's not," said Phoebus.
"This is IT," finished Quasi.
Both Phoebus and Quasi breathed in and sighed.  "OK, that's it, if you say it's a map, well, it's a map.  But if we're going to find Esmeralda, we have to work together," said Phoebus, who patted Quasi on the shoulder, "weapon wave?"
"Well…alright," said Quasi, who slashed Phoebus' back, though his slash was on Phoebus' chest and it gave him some big scratches, "I'm sorry."
"No, you're not," said Phoebus as they started heading out.
On the dark streets of Paris, a distance from Notre Dame, Quasimodo and Phoebus headed into a graveyard.  The talisman map, as Quasi said it was, led them to the graveyard.  Quasi carried a torch as Phoebus looked around the graveyard.  "This looks like the symbol on the map," said Phoebus as he examined the map and the symbol on a grave.
"But what does it mean," asked Quasi.
Phoebus took Quasi's torch and took a closer look.  "Huh…I'm not sure," he said, "I can make out an inscription, but it takes a few moments to translate."
Quasi noticed something about the lid on the grave.  He took it and with his strength, moved it aside.  There was a secret passage underneath leading underground.  "Yes, or we can just go down these stairs," said Phoebus.
Everyone slowly proceeded down the stairs leading underground.  After going down the stairs, the pair came across a flooded chamber filled with skeletons.   "Is this the Court of Miracles," asked Quasi.
"By the way, I would say, it's the single-deep sewage court," said Phoebus as they stepped in the filthy water, "must be the old catacombs."
"You almost got us murdered at the festival," said Quasi, "thanks a lot."
"Happy place," said Phoebus as he silently chuckled, "you wish you were gone more often, right, Quasi?"
"Not me," said Quasi, "I just want to warn Esmeralda and get back to the clock tower before I get in more damage."
As the pair walked, three more skeletons moved and watched them walk.  "Speaking of danger, we should've run into something by now," said Phoebus.
"What do you mean," asked Quasi.
"You know," said Phoebus, "a guard…or a booby trap."
The torch suddenly blew out, leaving everyone in darkness.  "Or an ambush," said Phoebus.
Suddenly, the room was lit up by torches.  Several skeletons surrounded the alarmed pair.  But before the pair could try and flee, they were caught by the skeletons and forced on their knees.  With the pair immobilized, someone appeared in front of the pair and stood above them.  It was Clopin, now unmasked and in a different outfit.  "Well, well, well," he said, "what have we got here?"
"OFFENDERS," shouts a skeleton, who reveals himself to be a gypsy in a costume.
"SPIES," shouts another skeleton dressed as a gypsy.
"We're not spies," said Phoebus.
"Can't you just..."
But before they could try to speak their road out of danger, the gypsies gagged them, preventing them from speaking and they were tied up in rope.  "Don't interrupt me," said Clopin, "you're very smart to have found our hideout.  Unfortunately, you won't live to warn the story."
Gypsies: Perhaps you've heard of a horrible place
Where the scoundrels of Paris collect in a lair
Perhaps you've heard of that mythical place called the Court of Miracles
Clopin: Hello, you're there
Group #1: Where the lame can walk
Group #2: And the blind can see
Clopin: But the dead don't speak
Then you won't be around to reveal what you've found
All: We have a method for spies and intruders
Rather like hornets protecting their hive
Clopin: In the Court of Miracles
All: WHERE IT'S A MIRACLE IF YOU GET OUT ALIVE!!
The gypsies took Quasi and Phoebus into their lair.  They were placed on a platform with two ropes hanging from a ceiling.  "Come together, everyone," Clopin announced to the gypsies, "there's good news tonight.  It's a double cup; some of Frollo's spies."
The gypsies booed as Phoebus and Quasi were taken onto the platform and nooses placed underneath their necks.  "And not just any spy," said Clopin, "his captain of the guard and his loyal, bell ringing henchman."
Djali was in this crowd and he swiftly ran off to get Esmeralda upon seeing Quasi and Phoebus.
Clopin: The 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 swiftly
Because it's the sentence that's really the fun
Any last words?
Quasi and Phoebus tried mumbling out words, but they weren't understood and Clopin cracked his fingers. "We all say that."
Clopin: Now that we've seen all the evidence
Clopin's puppet: WAIT, I OBJECT!!
Clopin: OVERRULED!!
Clopin's puppet: I OBJECT!!
Clopin: SILENCE!!!!!
Clopin's puppet: Dang
Clopin turned to Phoebus and Quasi one last time.
Clopin: We find you totally innocent
Which is the worst crime of all
All: THEN YOU'RE GOING TO HANG!!
Clopin swiftly approached the handle and was about to pull it and let the floor underneath Phoebus and Quasi to drop, but suddenly....
"STOP!!"
Esmeralda appeared.  "Esmeralda," Phoebus and Quasi muffled through their gags.
"These men aren't spies," said Esmeralda, "they're our friends."
"Why didn't they say this," asked Clopin.
"We did said this," Phoebus and Quasi both said, annoyed with Clopin.
"This is the soldier who saved the miller's family and Quasimodo helped me escape the cathedral," said Esmeralda as she untied Phoebus and Quasi.
With himself free, Phoebus approached the crowd of gypsies and said, "we've come to warn you; Frollo's coming.  He says he knows where you're hiding and he attacks at dawn with a thousand men."
The gypsies gasped and became concerned.  "Then let's not waste time," said Esmeralda, "we must leave immediately."
The gypsies agreed with Esmeralda and began evacuating the lair.  "You took a horrible risk coming here," said Esmeralda as she embraced with Phoebus, "it may not be exactly visible, but we're grateful to you."
Phoebus looked at Quasi, who started feeling mournful again.  "You don't have to thank me, but thank Quasimodo," said Phoebus as he let Quasi be with Esmeralda, "but without his help, I would never have found my road here."
"NOR I WOULD," a loud voice boomed into the lair.
Everyone looked and to their horror, they saw Frollo standing at the entrance with the thousand of guards he said he'd have for his attack.  A loud ringing noise thundered into the room as the guards charged and surrounded everyone.  The gypsies tried making their escape, but this proved futile.  Guards surrounded everyone at every turn.  Frollo watched as everyone was getting arrested.  While the chaos erupted, the loud ringing noise stopped as Frollo slowly approached the fugitives.  "After twenty years of searching, the Court of Miracles is eventually mine," he said as he turned to Quasi, "dear Quasimodo, I always knew you could ever have something for me."
Quasi gasped.  He realized that he was set up by Frollo.  "No."
"What are you speaking about," asked a frustrated Esmeralda.
"Well, he led me straight to you, my love," said Frollo.
"You are a liar."
"And look what else I caught in my net," said Frollo as he turned to Phoebus, "Captain Phoebus returned from the dead.  Another miracle, no doubt…I'll fix this."
Phoebus furiously frowned at Frollo as Frollo turned to the gypsies and announced, "there'll be a small bonfire in the square tomorrow and you're all invited to attend.  Lock them up."
The guards followed the order and took everyone away.  "No, please, master," begged Quasi.
Frollo turned and frowned down upon Quasi.  This made Quasi realize his inadvertent mistake.  He got down and sighed in despair and depression.  "Take him back to the clock tower," Frollo ordered some of his remaining troops, "and make sure he stays there."
Under the red-orange heavens, a huge gathering of people silhouetted as Esmeralda was tied to a stake on a pyre with firewood.  Phoebus and all the gypsies were under heavy guard by Frollo's soldiers.  On the pyre, Frollo read out loud a script of paper as he was ready to sentence Esmeralda.  "The prisoner Esmeralda was convicted of witchcraft," he announced.
Percussion players played drums as Frollo finished his speech.  "The sentence...DEATH!!"
But the crowd of people gathered was not happy at all.  They objected to Esmeralda's sentence.  As the frustrated mob yelled and tried getting past the guards, a strong, buff man stood alongside Frollo with a torch.  Phoebus attempted to get himself out of his cage.  The Archdeacon came out of the church and did not like where this event was going.  But as he walked out to stop Frollo, two guards blocked his path.  Frollo was given the torch and he slowly approached Esmeralda.  "The time has come, gypsy," he said, "you're standing on the brink of abyss…still 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."
Disgusted by Frollo's lust, Esmeralda spit in his face.  Frollo got stern, but went with Esmeralda's choice.  "The gypsy Esmeralda has refused to withdraw.  This evil witch is endangering the souls of all citizens of Paris in jeopardy…"
At the bell tower, Quasi stood, chained to the pillars and unable to move much.  He was depressed over what just happened in the Court of Miracles and what Frollo had done.  The gargoyles were nearby and they were attempting to break the chains off.  "C'mon, Quasi," said Hugo, "get out of this."
"Your friends are down there," said Victor.
"It's all my fault," said Quasi mournfully.
"You have to break these chains," said Laverne.
"I can't," said Quasi, "I tried that.  What difference would this make?"
"But you can't beat Frollo away," said Victor.
"He already has."
Hugo could not believe what Quasi was saying.  He dropped the chains and approached his damaged friend.  "Then you're giving up," he asked, "that's it?"
"These chains aren't blocking you, Quasimodo," said Laverne, trying to speak some sense into Quasi.
"Leave me alone."
The gargoyles stopped upon hearing Quasi.  Feelings slightly hurt, and seeing Quasi give up hope, they slowly moved away from him.  "OK," said Hugo mournfully as he and the other gargoyles walked off, "that's it, Quasi.  We'll leave you alone."
"In the end, we're just made out of stone," said Victor.
"Perhaps I thought you were made of something stronger," said Laverne as she and the other gargoyles turned stone again.
Quasi was left on his own to wallow in his depression.  He felt no hope left in him.  But he heard Frollo's voice from outside and something rose inside him.  All these years of torment from Frollo were getting to him, but he realized that Frollo was going to murder Esmeralda, the very being who introduced him to an entire life, a life of kindness and assurance that he wasn't what Frollo warned him.  Quasi moved himself forward and saw Frollo about to ignite the stake on fire.  "FOR JUSTICE, FOR PARIS, FOR HER OWN SALVATION, THIS IS MY SACRED DUTY TO SEND THIS SPOOKY DEVIL BACK WHERE SHE BELONGS," Frollo concluded his speech as he set the stake on fire.
The frustrated mob frustratedly protested against this as Esmeralda looked in horror of the flame that was going to burn her to death.  "NoooooOOOO," shouts Quasi.
Quasi pulled on the chains and this started shaking the area around him.  The chains surrounding Quasi were strong, but Quasi was stronger.  As he pulled, the bells started ringing silently.  He twisted and swung himself around, attempting to free himself.  But he had to move fast because Esmeralda was starting to suffocate.  The murderous Frollo watched as Esmeralda started passing out from smoke inhalation.  But Quasi was almost freed.  He gave one mighty tug and he eventually broke the chains off him.  Some of the pillars broke apart as a frustrated Quasi caught a rope and tied it around a gargoyle.  He came to a side of the building and, with his eyes locked on Esmeralda, jumped off the building while holding onto the rope.  He swung down to the pyre and freed Esmeralda from her rope.  Quasi's appearance surprised Frollo and the guards.  Some of the guards came onto the pyre to stop Quasi, but the hunchback caught the stake and swung it towards them.  With Esmeralda in his hands, Quasi caught the rope and swung back to the cathedral.  "QUASIMODO," shouts Frollo.
The crowd watched as Quasi climbed up the cathedral with the unconscious Esmeralda in his arms.  Phoebus grinned upon seeing his friend save the gypsy.  As Quasi comes to his balcony, he raises Esmeralda high and shouts out, "SANCTUARY!  SANCTUARY!!  SANCTUARY!!!"
The crowd cheered as Quasi claimed sanctuary for Esmeralda.  But Frollo was not pleased.  "Captain," he said.
"Sir?"
"Get the cathedral," ordered Frollo.
Quasi placed Esmeralda in a bedroom as the gargoyles, having seen Quasi regain his spirit, watched from outside.  "Don't worry," Quasi said to Esmeralda, "you'll be safe here."
Quasi heard confusion going on outside and he rushed out of the room.  He jumped down to an area with a cauldron of hot molten copper.  He caught a heavy, wooden beam and threw it down to the guards below.  They scurried like ants as the beam landed on Frollo's carriage.  Frollo, frustrated with Quasi for the last time, stormed towards the entrance of the cathedral.  "COME BACK, YOU COWARDS," he shouts to the fleeing troops before turning to his remaining men, "you guys, catch that beam.  Break down the door."
The guards proceeded to follow Frollo's order, but Phoebus stopped the obese guard from doing the same.  "Eventually alone," he commented before knocking out the guard and taking the keys.
As the soldiers battered the door, Phoebus came out of his cage and stood on top of it, above the frustrated mob.  With a spear in his possession, he gave a speech.  "CITIZENS OF PARIS, FROLLO HAS PERSECUTED OUR PEOPLE, STORMED OUR CITY, AND NOW…HE HAS DECLARED WAR ON NOTRE DAME HERSELF!!  DO YOU FORGIVE THAT?!"
The mob yelled frustratedly and eventually smashed its road past the guards.  The large crowd of people charged towards the guards as Quasi and the gargoyles watched from above.  "I think the cavalry's here," said Hugo, who then noticed Phoebus, "hey, isn't this...uh, Feeble?"
"Doofus," commented Laverne.
"Phoebus," shouts Quasi.
Phoebus punched a guard in the face and took his sword.  From the cathedral, Quasi kept dropping beams on the guards, who were climbing up the cathedral to reach Esmeralda.  Victor hesitantly dropped one brick on a guard's head.  "I'm sorry," he said, "I'm sorry."
Hugo chomped on a rock and chewed until it was in pieces.  He flew around like a bomber before rapidly firing out the pieces like a laser gun.  The shots hit the guards and they hit the guards hard.  Back with Frollo, he continued to watch as the guards battered the door to get inside.  "Harder," he ordered.
As for Phoebus, he managed to hold his ground against the guards.  In the bell tower, Hugo and Victor swiftly constructed a catapult as the battle raged on below.  One of the guard's swinging weapons freed the old prisoner from his stockade.  "I'm free, I'm free," he said before falling into a sewer, "damn it."
As the construction on the catapult started getting near completion, a grappling hook reached the balcony, but Quasi caught it and pulled it up, sending the guards hanging into it, smashing into the wall and falling into the river.  The guards who were battering the door continued ramming the door as the gargoyle's catapult was ready to attack.  "Ready, aim…shoot," Victor said as he and Hugo threw the weapon down to the ground.
The guards scurried out of the road as the catapult landed upside down on the ground.  "Are you sure it works that fashion," asked Victor.
Suddenly, the catapult's bottom sprung and squashed the guards like a mousetrap.  "Works for me," said Hugo.
The battle continued to rage down below, with Phoebus yet continuing to hold his ground.  He fought against one guard before swiftly tying his cape around his head.  With the guard blind, Djali rammed the guard in the butt, sending him towards Achilles.  "Achilles, sit down," ordered Phoebus.
The guard pulled his head free, but was too late to react to Achilles sitting on him.
Up at the bell tower, Laverne directed several pigeons to the battlefield.  "Fly, my pretties, fly, fly," she shouts before cackling wildly.
The guards noticed the huge swarms of pigeons flying after them and fled.  Frollo, while seeing how his troops were losing the battle, was not going down easily.  "TURN YOUR BACKS INTO IT," he ordered his group of soldiers as they continued ramming the door.
Up at the bell tower, Victor used Hugo to start a fire underneath the molten copper cauldron.  As the copper got hot enough, Quasi attached a rope to it and pulled with all his might to tip it over.  The gargoyles helped him out.  But the guards eventually managed to bust a hole through the door.  The cauldron eventually tipped over and the molten copper dipped out of the church and fell to the ground like lava bursting from a volcano.  Seeing the copper rain down from the balcony, the guards fled as everyone cleared away from the hot substance.  The intense battle of Notre Dame was more in favor of the heroes, for they had stopped the guards from bursting into the cathedral to get Esmeralda, they growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
These yells were so loud that it echoed across the cathedral.  But one man hid himself behind the waterfall of copper and angrily flung his sword to cut his road through the door.  It was Frollo and he made his road into the cathedral.  "FROLLO, ARE YOU FRUSTRATED?!  I will not tolerate this attack on the House of Yes," said the furious Archdeacon.
"Silence, you old idiot," said the frustrated Frollo, who flung the Archdeacon out of his road, "the humpback whale and I have an unfinished job that needs attention, and this time...you will not interfere."
Frollo locked a door behind him as he proceeded up the tower, hearing the frustrated guards shout his name.
Back with Quasi, he entered Esmeralda's room with happiness.  "We've done this, Esmeralda, we've beaten them up.  Come and see," he said.
But Esmeralda didn't get up.  "Esmeralda, wake up.  You're alright now," said Quasi.
But Esmeralda yet didn't respond.  "Esmeralda?"
Quasi's happiness turned into concern.  Esmeralda wasn't awakening and she wasn't breathing.  "Oh, dear," muttered Quasi.
The gargoyles watched from outside as Quasi took a spoon of water and poured it onto Esmeralda's lips.  But this didn't awaken Esmeralda either.  Realizing that Esmeralda might not have survived the fight, Quasi started breaking down.  "Oh, dear."
The gargoyles felt hopeless and awful for Quasi.  Laverne silently closed the door where that Quasi could be alone with Esmeralda's body.  Quasi started weeping as he hugged Esmeralda's body.  Quasi's closest friend was now gone.  As Quasi sobbed, someone entered the room and silently approached the two.  But it wasn't the gargoyles or Phoebus.  It was Frollo.  Quasi, though looking upon Esmeralda, could sense that Frollo was the one who entered.  He saw his shadow slowly getting closer.  But what Quasi didn't see was a small dagger that Frollo held behind his back.  Frollo gently touched the hump on Quasi's back.  "You murdered her," Quasi muttered.
"That was my duty.  I was so scared......I wish I could forgive you," said Frollo, acting sympathetic, "there, there, Quasimodo.  I know that hurts, but now…the time has come to end your suffering…"
Frollo secretly raised his dagger and was ready to bring it down on Quasi.  Quasi saw the shadow of Frollo with the dagger.  "...forever," Frollo concluded as he was ready to murder.
Quasi swiftly turned around and gasped.  He caught Frollo's hand before the dagger could murder him.  In the fight, Frollo frowned furiously at Quasi.  Quasi looked into Frollo's eyes and could no longer see Frollo as the man who claimed to have saved from infant years.  He shoved Frollo to a wall and had the dagger in his hand.  He shivered as he stood above the now hesitant Frollo.  "Now, now…if you ask me, Quasimodo."
"NO, DO YOU HEAR ME," snapped Quasi, "all my life you warned me is a place where the world is dark and cruel.  But now, it turns out that the only dark and cruel about that is people like you."
Quasi tossed the dagger aside, but before he could try to attack Frollo, he heard Esmeralda's silent voice.  "Quasimodo."
Quasi turned and saw Esmeralda awakening.  "Esmeralda," he said as he picked her up.
"She is alive," snarled Frollo as he pulled out his sword.
"NO," shouts Quasi as he flees the room with Esmeralda.
Quasi ran down the balcony with Frollo in hot pursuit.  As Frollo came to the balcony, Quasi and Esmeralda were gone.  Frollo looked around the area, but he couldn't find his enemies.  He looked down the balcony and he spotted Quasi holding onto a gargoyle with Esmeralda hanging onto him.  They looked in terror as Frollo frowned down upon them.  "Leaving already?"
Frollo swung his sword, but missed the two.  Down below, someone notices the confusion on the cathedral and shouts, "LOOK, OVER THERE!!"
As for Frollo, he was ready to strike again.  "HANG ON," Quasi said to Esmeralda as he swung from gargoyle to gargoyle.
Frollo kept striking with his sword, trying to murder the two friends.  He missed a few times, but his attention suddenly shifted from Quasi.  Frollo turned to Quasi and Esmeralda again.  He charged at them and struck, but Quasi pushed Esmeralda out of the road.  Now having Quasi cornered, Frollo said, "I knew I had risked my life to save this gypsy witch…just as your own mother died trying to save you."
Quasi was shocked at what he heard.  "What," he asked in despair after realizing he was lied as well.
"Now, I'll do what I should do, TWENTY YEARS AGO," Frollo shouts as he throws his cape over Quasi's face.
Frollo knocked the blind Quasi off the balcony, but Quasi caught hold of the wall and pulled Frollo down with him.  But Quasi, even though knowing that Frollo lied to him and attempted to murder him, was not willing to let Frollo fall.  He held onto Frollo's cape as Esmeralda caught hold of Quasi's available hand.  Frollo, at first terrified if he'd fall, noticed a gargoyle nearby.  He swung himself towards the gargoyle and caught hold of it.  Esmeralda attempted to hold onto Quasi's hand.  "Please wait," she muttered, "hold on."
As Esmeralda attempted to pull Quasi back up onto the balcony, Frollo slowly raised himself to his feet, laughing wickedly.  Upon securing himself onto the gargoyle, he stood with his sword raised high into the heavens.  Esmeralda and Quasi watched in fear as Frollo was ready to deliver the fatal blow.  "AND HE WILL SHOOT THE WICKED AND PLUNGE THEM INTO THE FIERY HOLE!!"
But before Frollo could finish them off, the gargoyle he was standing on started cracking.  Frollo lost his balance, but caught hold of the gargoyle, looking it in the face.  Suddenly, the gargoyle came to life and snarled menacingly at Frollo's face.  Frollo shrieked upon seeing the face come to life, seeing that it resembled the devil.  The gargoyle broke off and Frollo was sent falling off the cathedral.  Frollo yelled frighteningly as he plummeted, until landing in the molten copper, ending his tyranny once and for all, and sending him to Hell.
But while Frollo was now gone, there was yet danger on the balcony.  Esmeralda was starting to lose her grip on Quasi's hand.  "Quasimodo....Quasi," she muttered before eventually losing her grip, she growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"
This yell was so loud that it echoed across the balcony.  She watched hopelessly as Quasi started plummeting into the molten copper.  But as it seemed it was game over for him, Phoebus appeared and caught Quasi before he was done for.  Esmeralda grinned upon seeing her two friends alive and rushed downstairs to meet up with Quasi.  Hearing the frustrated gypsy shout his name, Phoebus pulled Quasi to safety in the cathedral.  Upon seeing Phoebus' face, Quasi embraced with him as Esmeralda met up with the two.  Esmeralda grinned and ran to Quasi, giving him a big hug.  Quasi was happy to embrace with Esmeralda, seeing her alive and well. After the hug, Quasi turned to Phoebus and took his hand.  He joined Esmeralda and Phoebus' hands, giving the two his blessing of their relationship.  Phoebus and Esmeralda grinned at each other before kissing.  Quasi watched happily as the two proclaimed their love for each other.  He now felt mournful for seeing Esmeralda love Phoebus instead of him.  Instead, he was happy to see the two be together and to be their friend.  As long as they were happy, he would be happy as well.
Eventually, the three made their road to ground level and came out the door.  The large crowd of people cheered as they exited the cathedral.  As the celebration went on, Esmeralda went into the cathedral and extended her hand for Quasi.  Although Quasi was happy to see Esmeralda and Phoebus together, he was yet unsure about exiting the church.  He slowly exited the cathedral and entered the light.  He looked upon the crowd of people hesitantly.  He remembered these people as the crowd that humiliated him at the festival.  But this time, they didn't laugh, nor did they get frightened at the sight of his appearance.  Instead, they stood in silence.  As the crowd stared at Quasi, a little girl approached the hunchback.  She slowly felt her road around Quasi's face, but she didn't run in fear.  She wasn't afraid of this man.  Instead, she hugged him and guided him to the crowd of people.  Quasi looked at the town citizens, who grinned at the hunchback and congratulated him.  "THREE CHEERFUL CHEERS FOR QUASIMODO," shouts a happy Clopin.
The cheering crowd picked up Quasi and carried him into town.
Clopin: Then here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
What makes a monster and what makes a man
As the crowd carried Quasi into town, Quasi turned back and saw the gargoyles from the balcony, cheered for their friend.  Victor wept happy tears as Hugo and Laverne opened a bottle of champagne in celebration of Quasi's victory.  Esmeralda and Phoebus watched their friend with pride as Djali joined them.
Clopin: However, their pitch
You can hear them bewitch
THE RICH AND THE RITUAL KNELLS!!
OF THE BELLS OF....NO…TRE…DAAAAAAAMEEE!!!
Everyone celebrated as Quasi was carried into the city.  The people accepted him into the public and praised him, not for being ugly, but for being a hero.  Quasi eventually got his wish and was now a part of society.  The Hunchback of Notre Dame who thought he was a monster was now a hero.
Executive ProducersDENNIS DESHAZERSHERYL STAMPS LEACH
Senior ProducerJIM ROWLEY
ProducersJEFF GITTLELINDA HOUSTONMARTHA DATEMA LIPSCOMB
DirectorBRUCE DECK
WriterMARK S. BERNTHAL
Production DesignerJESS NELSON
Musical DirectorBOB SINGLETON
Lyricists/ComposersSTEPHEN BATES BALTESLORY LAZARUS
Performance DirectorPENNY WILSON
Educational SpecialistsMARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D.MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.
Cast:Voice of Barney... BOB WESTBarney's Body Costume... DAVID JOYNERVoice of Baby Bop... JULIE JOHNSONBaby Bop's Body Costume... JEFF AYERSVoice of B.J. ... PATTY WIRTZB.J.'s Body Costume... JEFF BROOKS
Cast:Shawn... JOHN DAVID BENNETT, IITosha... HOPE CERVANTESStella the Storyteller... PHYLLIS CICEROJason... KURT DYKHUIZENKathy... LAUREN KING
Cast:Juan... MICHAEL KROSTCarlos... COREY LOPEZMin... PIA MANALOKenneth... NATHAN REGANJulie... SUSANNAH WETZEL
Cast:Barney's Guests... GLORIA CHENAMSLESLEY CHUNDOWBRITT MILLERABUNDIO ORTIZVINCE ZUBRAS, JR.
Associate DirectorERIC NORBERG
Stage ManagerTERRIE DAVIS MANNING
Lighting DesignBERNER & BRILL LIGHTING DESIGN, INC.
EditorMCKEE SMITH
Audio DirectorDAVID M. BOOTHE
Art DirectorELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN
Wardrobe Supervisor/DesignerLISA O. ALBERTSON
Technical Operations SupervisorRANDY BREEDLOVE
Video EngineerBINK WILLIAMS
Camera OperatorsLARRY ALLEN CLAY ARMSTRONGOZ COLEMAN TOM COX
Production AudioRONALD G. BALENTINE
Boom OperatorsJAMES JOHNSONDAVID M. ROBERTS
Lighting DirectorCASEY COOK
Key GripBUZ CANNON
Lighting Board OperatorTODD DAVIS
Grips/ElectricsJAMES EDWARDSJEFFREY JON
Construction SupervisorCHARLES BAILEY
Craft Shop SupervisorRAY HENRY
Art/Craft CoordinatorAMY ATHERTON
Set DresserAGGIE DAVIS-BROOKS
DraftspersonCHRISTOPHER MCCRAY
Craft/Prop ArtistMARK BROGAN
Props/Special EffectsDAVID COBB
CarpentersTY M. BURNSDANNY SMITH
Scenic PainterE. (BILL) SLETTE
Swing CrewCARMELO GOMEZ
Costume Shop ManagerGEORGIA FORD WAGENHURST
Costume TechnicianD.J. SEGLER
Costume SewingNATALIE SERGI-SAARISUSIE THENNES
Make-Up DesignerJEANIE L. D'IORIO
Hair StylistDEBRA HERTEL HAEFLING
Costume/Wardrobe AssistantsBRIAN BLEVINS SANTIAGO MOLENAJANET BUSH RHONDA RICHARDS
Field ProducerSANDY JANTZEN
Post VideotapeDUDLEY ASAFF
Dialogue EditorDENICE CROWELL
Post Production AudioCRAIG CHASTAIN
Production Office ManagerSUE SHINN
Script SupervisorCATHERINE REYNOLDS
Production CoordinatorsJULIE HUTCHINGSKELLY MAHER
Production AccountantDEBBIE COTTLE
Production SecretaryAUSTIN GRAY
Asst. to Performance DirectorDAVID VOSS
Production AssistantsBRADEN MCDONALDJOEL ZOCH
Barney Music DepartmentJILL HANCECHARLES KING JONATHAN SMITH
For Singleton Productions, Inc.BRADFORD COLEMAN LARRY HARONMIKE PIETZSCH
Educational Research StaffPATSY J. ROBLES GOODWIN, M.Ed.KIMBERLY THORNTON, M.Ed.JOY STARR
Children's TeacherSANDRA GILPIN
Children's SupervisorMARY EVANS
Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends®were originally developed by Sheryl Leach,Kathy Parker and Dennis DeShazer.
Vocal Performances Enhanced with Help fromSingleton Productions, Inc.
"I Love You" • Lyrics by Lee Bernstein (BMI)
Special Thanks to the Music of Scotland, Israel, Africa, China and Mexico
Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J.Costumes byIRENE COREY DESIGNASSOCIATES
Produced byTHE LYONS GROUP ANDCONNECTICUT PUBLIC TELEVISION
For Connecticut Public TelevisionExecutives in ChargeLARRY RIFKINSHARON BLAIR
Executive in ChargeRICHARD C. LEACH
BARNEY & FRIENDS • A World of MusicCopyright 1996 • Lyons Partnership, L.P.