The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996)
Tony Jay: Frollo
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Frollo : [opens his dictionary] Shall we review your alphabet today?
Quasimodo : Oh, yes, Master. I would like that very much.
Frollo : Very well.
[pours Quasimodo a wine]
Frollo : A?
Quasimodo : Abomination.
Frollo : [pours himself a wine] B?
Quasimodo : Blasphemy.
Frollo : [puts the cork back on the wine bottle] C?
Quasimodo : C-C-Contrition.
Frollo : [raises his cup] D?
Quasimodo : [smiling enthusiastically] Damnation!
Frollo : E?
Quasimodo : [points and winks] *Eternal* damnation!
Frollo : Good. F?
[sips his wine]
Quasimodo : [shrugs his shoulders] Festival.
Frollo : [spits out his wine, coughs, then wipes his lips] Excuse me?
Quasimodo : [realising his mistake] F-F-Forgiveness.
Frollo : You said...
[shuts the dictionary]
Frollo : "Festival."
Quasimodo : *No*!
Frollo : You're thinking about going to the Festival.
Quasimodo : I-It's just that, *you* go every year.
Frollo : *I* am a public official! I *must* go, but I don't enjoy a *moment*!
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Frollo : You, Gypsy girl! Get down at once!
Esmeralda : Yes, Your Honor. Just as soon as I free this poor creature.
Frollo : I for-bid it!
[Esmeralda cuts the ropes tying Quasimodo to the wheel]
Frollo : How dare you defy me?
Esmeralda : You mistreat this poor boy the same way you mistreat my people. You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!
Frollo : Silence!
Esmeralda : Justice!
[the crowd gasps in amazement]
Frollo : Mark my words, Gypsy, you will pay for this insolence.
Esmeralda : Then it appears we've crowned the wrong fool. The only fool I see is you!
[tosses King of Fool's crown at Frollo's feet]
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Frollo : This is an unholy demon. I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs.
The Archdeacon : [singing] See, there, the innocent blood you have spilt on the steps of Notre Dame.
Frollo : I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued.
The Archdeacon : [singing] Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt on the steps of Notre Dame!
Frollo : My conscience is clear.
The Archdeacon : [singing] You can lie to yourself and your minions, you can claim that you haven't a qualm, but you never can run from nor hide what you've done from the eyes!
[pointing to statues of saints]
The Archdeacon : The very eyes of Notre Dame!
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Frollo : [as Quasimodo towers over him after he throws Frollo to the floor and steals his dagger] Now, now...
[holds out his open palm]
Frollo : L-listen to me, Quasimodo.
Quasimodo : [wailing accusingly] No, *you* listen! *All my life*, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place! But now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!
[drops the dagger as Frollo cowers]
Esmeralda : [awakening] Quasimodo?
Quasimodo : [skipping over to her and scooping her up] Esmeralda!
Frollo : She lives.
[draws his sword]
Quasimodo : *No*!
[escapes with Esmeralda in his arms]
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[Frollo climbs atop a gargoyle and raises his sword to Esmeralda and Quasimodo. His eyes burn yellow with pure hate and malice]
Frollo : And he shall smite the wicked and *plunge* them into the firey pit!
[the gargoyle upon which he stands starts to break apart and he stumbles but holds onto it. It comes to life and roars in his face as it breaks off completely and falls to city below, taking a screaming Frollo with it]
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Frollo : [picks up one of Quasimodo's wooden figures] Isn't this one new? It's awfully good. Looks very much like the Gypsy girl. I know... you helped her ES-CAPE!
Quasimodo : But I...
Frollo : And now all Paris is burning because of YOU!
Quasimodo : She was kind to me, Master.
Frollo : [destroying all of Quasi's wooden figures] You idiot! That wasn't kindness, it was cunning! She's a Gypsy!
[pulling Quasi by the collar]
Frollo : Gypsies are not capable of real love!
[shaking Quasi]
Frollo : Think, boy! Think of your MOTHER!
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Quasimodo : Good m-m-morning, Master.
Frollo : Dear boy, whomever are you talking to?
Quasimodo : My... friends.
Frollo : I see.
[taps Victor on the head]
Frollo : And what are your friends made of, Quasimodo?
Quasimodo : Stone.
Frollo : Can stone talk?
Quasimodo : No, it can't.
Frollo : That's right. You're a smart lad. Now...
[sits down with a picnic basket]
Frollo : Lunch!
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Frollo : [singing] Protect me, Maria / Don't let the siren cast her spell / Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone / Destroy Esmeralda / And let her taste the fires of hell / Or else let her be mine and mine alone.
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Frollo : [ordering his soldiers to stop shooting arrows at the river where Phoebus fell] 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!
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Frollo : The Gypsies live outside the normal order. Their heathen ways inflame the people's lowest instincts. And they must be stopped.
Phoebus : I was summoned from the wars to capture fortune-tellers and palm readers?
Frollo : Ah, the real war, Captain, is what you see before you. For twenty years I have been "taking care" of the Gypsies...
[squashes ants on the sill]
Frollo : ...one by one. And yet, for all my success, they have thrived.
[lifts block to expose a swarm of bugs]
Frollo : I believe they have a safe haven within the walls of this very city. A nest, if you will. They call it the Court of Miracles.
Phoebus : What are we going to do about it, sir?
[Frollo smashes the block over the bugs]
Phoebus : You make your point quite vividly, sir.
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[Quasimodo is chained down, the gargoyles are encouraging him to free himself]
Hugo : Come on, Quasi, snap out of it!
Victor : Your friends are down there!
Quasimodo : [despondently and weakly] It's all my fault.
Laverne : [as she, Hugo, and Victor try tugging the chains] You gotta break these chains!
Quasimodo : [slightly indignantly] I can't. I tried. What difference would it make?
Victor : But you can't let Frollo *win*!
Quasimodo : [despondently again] He already has.
Hugo : [dropping the chains] Say, you're giving up? That's it?
Laverne : These chains aren't what's holding you back, Quasimodo.
Quasimodo : [snapping firmly] Leave me alone!
Hugo : [meekly] Okay. Okay, Quasi. We'll leave you alone.
Victor : After all, we're only made out of stone.
[he and Hugo turn to stone]
Laverne : We just thought maybe you were made of somethin' stronger.
[turns to stone]
Laverne : [pause; Frollo's voice drifts up from below]
Frollo : For justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation, it is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon... back where she belongs!
[he fires the kindling while the crowd indistinctly shouts in protest]
Quasimodo : *Nooooooooooooooo!*
[the chains snap taut, the bells resonate as the pillars Quasimodo is chained to break and fall]
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Frollo : I should have known you would risk your life to save that Gypsy witch, just as your own mother died trying to save you.
Quasimodo : What?
Frollo : Now, I'm going to do what I should have done... TWENTY YEARS AGO!
[he throws one end of his cloak over Quasi, and he falls off, but manages to grab the rail and pull Frollo down with the other end of his cloak]
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Frollo : [after locking the miller and his family in their windmill home] Burn it.
Phoebus : *What*?
Frollo : Until it smoulders, these people are traitors, and must be made examples of.
[hands Phoebus a burning torch]
Phoebus : [takes the torch] With all due respect, sir, I was not trained to murder the innocent.
Frollo : But you *were* trained to follow *orders*!
[Phoebus backs towards the house as if to set it ablaze, but douses it in a barrel of water]
Frollo : Insolent coward.
[takes a second torch and burns a windmill blade, setting the whole house on fire]
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Frollo : [to Esmeralda] You've chosen a magnificent prison, but it is a prison nonetheless. Set one foot outside, and you're mine.
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The Archdeacon : [coming downstairs] Frollo, have you gone mad? I will not tolerate this assault on the house of God!
Frollo : [flinging the Archdeacon down the stairwell] Silence, you old fool! The hunchback and I have unfinished business to attend to. And this time, you will not interfere.
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Frollo : [singing] It's not my fault...
Chorus : Mea culpa
[My fault]
Frollo : I'm not to blame...
Chorus : Mea culpa
[My fault]
Frollo : It is the Gypsy girl / The witch who sent this flame.
Chorus : Mea maxima culpa
[My most grievous fault]
Frollo : It's not my fault...
Chorus : Mea culpa
[My fault]
Frollo : If in God's plan...
Chorus : Mea culpa
[My fault]
Frollo : He made the Devil so much stronger than a man.
Chorus : Mea maxima culpa
[My most grievous fault]
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Brutish Guard : Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped.
Frollo : What?
Brutish Guard : She's nowhere in the cathedral. She's gone.
Frollo : But how? I...
[pause]
Frollo : Never mind. Get out, you idiot. I'll find her. I'll find her if I burn down all of Paris!
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Frollo : [to Quasimodo] Oh, my dear Quasimodo. You don't know what it's like out there. I do. I do.
[sings]
Frollo : The world is cruel, the world is wicked / It's I alone that you can trust in this whole city. / I am your only friend. / I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you / I who look upon you without fear. / How can I protect you boy, unless you always stay in here, / Away in here?
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Laverne : Nobody wants to stay cooped up here forever.
Quasimodo : [gets up excitedly] You're right! I'll go!
[the gargoyles cheer as Quasimodo tells them what he'll do in preparation]
Quasimodo : I'll get cleaned up.
Hugo : Yes, sir!
Quasimodo : I'll stroll down those stairs.
Hugo : There you go!
Quasimodo : I'll march *through* the doors, and--
[walks straight into Frollo]
Frollo : Good *morning*, Quasimodo.
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Phoebus : I'm sorry sir, she claimed sanctuary. There's nothing I can do.
Frollo : Then drag her outside and...
The Archdeacon : Frollo! You will not touch her!
[addressing Esmeralda]
The Archdeacon : Don't worry. Minister Frollo learned years ago to respect the sanctity of the church.
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Frollo : [as Quasi hesitantly reaches down to pick up a loose grape so as not to wake the unconscious Phoebus, who is hidden under the table] I think... you're hiding something.
Quasimodo : [sitting back up] Oh no, Master, I... There's no...
Frollo : [interrupting] You're not eating, boy.
Quasimodo : [gobbling his grapes] 'Tis very good. Thank you.
[we hear Phoebus groan]
Quasimodo : Mmmmmm.
[Phoebus groans again, but Quasi kicks him in the chin to silence him, then coughs loudly to cover up the noise]
Quasimodo : Seeds.
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Frollo : [announcing to the gypsies at the Court of Miracles] There'll be a little bonfire in the square tomorrow, and you're *all* invited to attend.
[to his guards]
Frollo : Lock them up.
Quasimodo : [rushing forward] No! Please, Master!
[kneels and grabs Frollo's cloak; Frollo turns and glares down at him; Quasimodo lets go and grovels sorrowfully]
Quasimodo : No, no...
Frollo : [to his remaining guards] Take him back to the bell tower, and make sure he *stays* there.
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Frollo : [supervising someone being whipped, just as Phoebus arrives] Stop.
Torturer : Sir?
Frollo : Ease up. Wait between lashes. Otherwise, the old sting will dull him to the new.
Torturer : Yes, sir.
Frollo : [turns to Phoebus] Ah, so this is the gallant Captain Phoebus, home from the wars.
Phoebus : Reporting for duty as ordered, sir.
Frollo : Your service record precedes you, Phoebus. I expect nothing but the best from a war hero of your caliber.
Phoebus : And you shall have it, sir. I guarantee it.
Frollo : Yes. You know, my last captain of the guards was, um, a bit of a disappointment to me.
[whip crack, followed by screaming]
Frollo : Well, no matter, I'm sure you'll... *whip* my men into shape.
Phoebus : Well, that's a great... tremendous honor, sir.
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Frollo : After twenty years of searching, the Court of Miracles is mine at last. Dear Quasimodo.
[strokes his hair]
Frollo : I always knew you would someday be of use to me.
Quasimodo : [whispers sadly] No.
Esmeralda : [venomously] What are you talking about?
Frollo : Why, he led me right to you, my dear.
Esmeralda : You're a liar.
Frollo : [noticing Phoebus] And look what *else* I've caught in my net! Captain Phoebus, back from the dead. Another "miracle," no doubt.
[they glare at each other]
Frollo : I shall remedy that.
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Frollo : The time has come, Gypsy. You stand upon the brink of the abyss. Yet even now it is not too late. I can save you from the flames of this world, and the next. Choose me, or the fire.
[Esmeralda spits in Frollo's face]
Frollo : The Gypsy Esmeralda has refused to recant. This evil witch has put the soul of every person in Paris in awful jeopardy...
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Quasimodo : [whispering to Frollo; bitterly but firmly] You killed her.
Frollo : It was my duty. Horrible as it was, I hope you'll forgive me.
[Quasimodo continues to weep bitterly]
Frollo : There, there, Quasimodo. I know it hurts. But now the time has come to end your suffering...
[raises a dagger above Quasimodo]
Frollo : Forever.
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Frollo : Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man / Of my virtue, I am justly proud...
Chorus : Et tibit Pater...
Frollo : Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than / the common vulgar weak licentious crowd...
Chorus : Quia peccavi nimis...
Frollo : Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there, / why her smoldering eyes still 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 opera...
Frollo : Like fire, hellfire, this fire in my skin / This burning desire is turning me to... sin!
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Frollo : [to Quasimodo] Quasimodo, can't you understand? When your heartless mother abandoned you as a child, anyone else would have drowned you. And this my thanks for taking you in and raising you as my son?
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Frollo : Captain Phoebus, arrest her!
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Frollo : Remember what I've taught you, Quasimodo.
[singing]
Frollo : You are deformed...
Quasimodo : [singing] I am deformed.
Frollo : [singing] And you are ugly...
Quasimodo : [singing] And I am ugly.
Frollo : [singing] And these are crimes for which the world shows little pity / You do not comprehend...
Quasimodo : [singing] You are my one defender.
Frollo : [singing] Out there they'll revile you as a monster...
Quasimodo : [singing] I am a monster.
Frollo : [singing] Out there they will hate and scorn and jeer...
Quasimodo : [singing] Only a monster.
Frollo : [singing] Why invite their calumny and consternation? / Stay in here / Be faithful to me...
Quasimodo : [singing] I'm faithful.
Frollo : [singing] Be grateful to me...
Quasimodo : [singing] I'm grateful.
Frollo : [singing] Do as I say, obey...
Frollo , Quasimodo : [singing] And
[I'll]
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Frollo : [to his soldiers after Phoebus escapes on Frollo's steed] Get him! And *don't* hit my horse!
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Brutish Guard : Sir, we have looked everywhere and there's still no sign of the gypsy girl.
Frollo : I had the entire cathedral surrounded. Guards in every door. There was no way she could've escaped. Unless...
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Frollo : Hellfire, dark fire / Now gypsy, it's your turn / Choose me, or your pyre / Be mine, or you will burn!
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[an arrow hits Phoebus in the back and he falls off the bridge and into the river; Frollo's soldiers shoot multiple arrows at him]
Frollo : 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!
