Script Der Göckner von Notre Dame - English

This is the complete script for the German musical in English. Enjoy


ACT ONE
CHORUS:OLIM OLIM DEUS ACCELERE
HOC SAECULUM SPLENDIDUM
ACCELERE FIAT VENIRE OLIM

(Light comes up on CLOPIN, a nineteenth-century magician and conjurer. With the sweep of his hand he produces a miniature version of the city of Paris.)

CLOPIN:MORNING IN PARIS, THE CITY AWAKES
TO THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME
THE FISHERMAN FISHES, THE BAKERMAN 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...

(The bells of Notre Dame sound in the tiny model.)

CLOPIN:Listen, they are beautiful, aren't they? 
The bells. So many colors of sound, so many changing moods.
But, they do not ring all by themselves. No, there is a bellringer.

(A purple scarf magically falls from above into his hands.)

Now, you think this is just an ordinary scarf, don't you?
No, this scarf belonged to a magical woman who - along with the famous bellringer - 
once brought Paris to its knees.
You see, this is not only the tale of a beautiful woman - it is also the tale of a man and a monster.

(The set transforms to the docks near Notre Dame.)

CLOPIN (Cont.)
DARK WAS THE NIGHT WHEN OUR TALE WAS BEGUN
ON THE DOCKS NEAR NOTRE DAME...

(Four GYPSIES appear.)

GYPSY MOTHER:Hush little one...

CLOPIN:FOUR FRIGHTENED GYPSIES SLID SILENTLY
UNDER THE DOCKS NEAR NOTRE DAME...

GYPSY MOTHER:Please, please be quiet.

CLOPIN:BUT A TRAP HAD BEEN LAID FOR THE GYPSIES...

(A few SOLDIERS stand far in the distance.
They look to CLAUDE FROLLO, the Minister of Justice, for orders.
He signals them to move towards the GYPSIES; FROLLO follows slowly behind.)

CLOPIN:AND THEY GAZED UP IN FEAR AND ALARM
AT A FIGURE WHOSE CLUTCHES
WERE IRON AS MUCH AS THE BELLS
THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME

CLOPIN:One of the most powerful officials in Paris was the Minister of Justice.

JUSTICE FROLLO WAS A MAN
WITH MORALS SO PRISTINE...
THAT HE SWORE HE WOULD MAKE ALL OF PARIS JUST AS CLEAN

FROLLO:You there! (to his SOLDIER) What is she hiding?

GYPSY MOTHER:Please sir, I only came into the city seeking help for my baby.

FROLLO:Baby? A likely story. What have you stolen? (to SOLDIER) See what that gypsy has in her hands.

(As the SOLDIER reaches for the infant, she begins to run.)

CLOPIN:And the poor woman ran for her life.

(She ascends the steps of the church and pounds on the doors.)

GYPSY MOTHER: Sanctuary! Please give us sanctuary!

(FROLLO approaches the woman and grabs the bundle.
She tries to hold on to her baby. In the tug-of-war,
she loses her balance, falls - striking her head on the stone stairs.
FROLLO looks to the bundle - which begins to cry. He examines it.)

FROLLO:This is a child of Satan! I shall send it back where it belongs.

(He moves to a nearby well and raises the baby over it.)
(The ARCHDEACON enters.)

CLOPIN: Stop! Cried the Archdeacon.

ARCHDEACON(Seeing the fallen woman): What have you done? What have you in your hands?

FROLLO:An unholy demon that this woman has borne.

(The ARCHDEACON goes to the ground and cradles the dead GYPSY MOTHER in his arms.)

ARCHDEACON:Lord help us! She's dead!

FROLLO:Dead?

ARCHDEACON:SEE HERE THE INNOCENT BLOOD YOU HAVE SPILT
ON THE STEPS OF NOTRE DAME...

FROLLO:I was merely enforcing the law. I never meant to hurt her.

ARCHDEACON:NOW YOU WOULD ADD THIS CHILD'S BLOOD TO YOUR GUILT
ON THE STEPS OF NOTRE DAME...

FROLLO:This misshapen monster can have no life here!

ARCHDEACON: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
THE VERY EYES OF NOTRE DAME!

(The ARCHDEACON points up to the rows of the statuary.)

CLOPIN:AND THE SAINTS LOOKED DOWN ON FROLLO
FROM THEIR STONE FACADE
AND HE KNEW HE MUST DO PENANCE
IN THE EYES OF GOD...

FROLLO:You're right, father. God has sent me this challenge.
I will take this... thing and look after it. But I ask a favour of you in return.

ARCHDEACON:What is it?

FROLLO:I have no home to speak of. Let him live here, in the church.

ARCHDEACON:Live here? Where?

FROLLO:Anywhere. The bell tower, perhaps.
And let us agree never to speak of what has happened here today.
In return, I will raise the child as my own.

ARCHDEACON:Very well.

FROLLO:SEE THIS LOATHSOME CRETURE
FROM WHOM LESSER MEN WOULD FLEE...
I will ennoble him...
I WILL KEEP AND CARE FOR HIM
AND TEACH HIM AT MY KNEE
TO THINK LIKE ME...

CLOPIN:And he gave the child a thoughtless name... a name that means "half-formed" - Quasimodo.

(Transition in which QUASIMODO magically grows from infant to adult as he
ascends the facade of Notre Dame from its doors to its bell tower, into the world of colour.)

CLOPIN (Cont.):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?
(QUASIMODO ring the bells.)
CHORUS:SING THE BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS
BELLS, BELLS, BELL, BELLS
CLOPIN:OF NOTRE DAME!

(QUASIMODO, now twenty years old, swings down the bells' ropes with the strength, grace and agility of an acrobat. He speaks to the bells, whom he has given names. He notices a smudge on one and immediately begins to wipe it off with his shirtsleeve. He then admires his handy work and gives the bell a little pat.)
QUASIMODO:Marie, you're in very good voice... (He then makes his way to the parapet - where we see three stone GARGOYLES [CHARLES, ANTOINE and LONI] perched on the edge. He begins polishing them up when he hears some commotion. He looks down.) Oh what a lovely day it's going to be. (looking down over the edge) Festival...? (He looks over to one of the GARGOYLES.) Festival of Fools? I didn't realise it was today. It hardly seems like it's been a year.

CHARLES:It's such a treat to watch the pageantry of the simple peasant folk from up here.

QUASIMODO:From up here...

ANTOINE:It's more fun down there than up here.

QUASIMODO:It's more fun down there than up here.

CHARLES:What are you saying? He doesn't belong there!

QUASIMODO:I don't belong there.

ANTOINE (stepping out of the GARGOYLE statue, and following QUASIMODO):You know you want to go.

QUASIMODO:I want to go.

CHARLES(stepping out):You know you shouldn't go.

QUASIMODO:But I shouldn't go.

LONI:Oh, you two are impossible. (She steps out.) Leave him alone. You do what you want, Quasimodo.

QUASIMODO:...Want to go.

ANTOINE:YES!

CHARLES(overlapping ANTOINE):NO! Your master would never allow you to leave here.

QUASIMODO:Master would never allow...

LONI:How do you know? The boy's never even asked him!

CHARLES:Your master has made his feelings on the subject painfully clear, I would say.

LONI:Oh, you "would say" whatever Frollo says.

ANTOINE:You shouldn't have to ask for permission to go outside. Just put one foot in front of the other and sneak out --

QUASIMODO:And what if my master sees me there?

ANTOINE:Who says he has to see you? It's a festival -- you'll wear a disguise!

QUASIMODO(resisting):Oh no. How would you disguise me?

(The GARGOYLES slyly encourage him)

LONI (looking him over; beat):A very big hat.

ANTOINE:Hats are in vogue down there this year.

LONI:Yes, you'll blend right in.

QUASIMODO:Me? Blend?

LONI:Absolutely.

(They surround Quasimodo and make their pitch.)

ANTOINE:Fun - it's not a sin.

(Suddenly, FROLLO enters. He carries a bag full of strawberries.)

FROLLO:Good morning, Quasimodo.

ANTOINE:Unless you're him...

(The GARGOYLES retreat to their forms.)

QUASIMODO:Morning, master.

FROLLO:Dear boy, whomever are you talking to?

QUASIMODO:My... friends.

FROLLO:I see. And what are your friends made of, Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:Stone.

FROLLO:Can stone talk?

QUASIMODO:No, can't.

FROLLO:That's right. You're a smart lad. (then) I've brought us some strawberries.

LONI:Take one now before he eats them all.

QUASIMODO:Thank you, master.

(QUASIMODO goes to take a strawberry, but FROLLO'S hand beats him to the sack. He continues to eat them through the course of the scene.)
FROLLO:Your bible?(as QUASIMODO goes to get his bible)The bells sounded particularly beautiful today, Quasimodo. And prompt as usual. I could tell, everyone enjoyed them.

QUASIMODO:Thank you, master.

FROLLO:Now where were we last, Quasimodo?

CHARLES:Psalms.

QUASIMODO:Psalms.

FROLLO:Yes. Yes. Very good. Perhaps we should begin with our Latin alphabet today?

QUASIMODO:Yes, master. Like that.

FROLLO:Very well... "A..."?

QUASIMODO:Admonitio.

FROLLO:"B..."?

QUASIMODO:Baptismus.

FROLLO:"C..."?

QUASIMODO:Claustrum.

FROLLO:"D..."?

QUASIMODO:Divinare.

FROLLO:"E..."?

(QUASIMODO pauses.)

CHARLES:Elevare.

QUASIMODO:Elevare.

FROLLO:Good. "F..."?

ANTOINE:Festivalis.

QUASIMODO:Festivalis.

FROLLO:Excuse me?

QUASIMODO:Fortunatis!

FROLLO:You said "festivalis."

QUASIMODO:No!

LONI:Look what you've done now, Antoine!

FROLLO:What is it, Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:Go to festival.

FROLLO:You'd like to go to the festival?

QUASIMODO:You go.

FROLLO:I am a public official. I must go, even though I don't enjoy it.
The dregs of humanity, drunken silly by the end of the day,
gypsy scum crawling out of the woodwork -- why would you even wish to be part of such a thing?

ANTOINE:Because it's fun.

QUASIMODO:Fun.

FROLLO:"Blessed is the man that endureth temptation;
for when he is tried, he shall receive the crown of life."
You don't understand what's outside thesee walls,
Quasimodo. I do. I have protected you.
THE WORLD IS CRUEL
THE WORLD IS WICKED
IT'S I ALONE WHOM YOU CAN TRUST
IN THIS WHOLE CITY
I AM YOUR ONLY FRIEND
I WHO KEEP YOU, FEED YOU, TEACH 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...?
YOU ARE DEFORMED

QUASIMODO:I AM DEFORMED…

FROLLO:AND YOU ARE UGLY

QUASIMODO:AND I AM UGLY…

FROLLO:AND THESE ARE CRIMES FOR WHICH THE WORLD
SHOWS LITTLE PITY
YOU DO NOT COMPREHEND

QUASIMODO:YOU ARE MY DEFENDER

FROLLO:OUT THERE THEY'LL REVILE YOU
AS A MONSTER

QUASIMODO:I AM MONSTER…

FROLLO:OUT THERE THEY WILL HATE
AND SCORN AND JEER

QUASIMODO:ONLY MONSTER…

FROLLO:WHY INVITE THEIR CURSES
AND THEIR CONSTERNATION?
STAY IN HERE
HERE YOU WILL BE HAPPIER BY FAR
YOU DON'T KNOW HOW FORTUNATE YOU ARE…
ONCE I WAS AS BLESSED AS YOU,
A NOVICE PRIEST IN SERVICE TO
THIS HOLY CHURCH WHICH WAS, I KNEW,
MY SANCTUARY
LATIN, GREEK, THEOLOGY,
THE STUDY AND AUSTERITY
I PRAYED IT WOULD FOREVER BE
MY SANCTUARY
OH, THEN MY DUTY CALLED
PARIS WAS BURNING
SIN, VICE, CORRUPTION EV'RYWHERE
FOR ME TO ROUT
OUT THERE…

QUASIMODO:You are good to me master… I sorry.

FROLLO:I see the great unwashed are beginning to congregate.
I will have to dip my handkerchief in perfume and hold it to my
nose to get me through this day.
(He laughs and QUASIMODO joins in.)Well, I must be off.OUT WHERE IT'S DARK…

GARGOYLES:OUT WHERE IT'S BRIGHT…

FROLLO:OUT WHERE IT'S DIRTY…

GARGOYLES:OUT WHERE IT'S BUSY…

FROLLO:OUT IN THAT MORALLY DEBAUCHED
AND PUTRIFIED WORLD…

GARGOYLES:THERE'S SUCH A WIDE WORLD TO SHARE…

FROLLO:I AM SO THANKFUL FOR OUR SANCTUARY

GARGOYLES:IF YOU GO OUT, IT CAN REMAIN OUR SECRET…

FROLLO:OUR SECRET SANCTUARY…

GARGOYLES:OH, IF THIS ONCE YOU GO…

FROLLO:I'VE KEPT YOU PURE…

GARGOYLES:OUT IN THE AIR…

FROLLO:YEAR AFTER YEAR…

GARGOYLES:IT MAY BE RIGHT, IT MAY BE WRONG
BUT YOU WILL KNOW…

FROLLO:KNOWING THAT YOU'RE…

GARGOYLES:HOW YOU WOULD FARE…

FROLLO:ALWAYS
IN HERE…

GARGOYLES:OUT THERE…

FROLLO(finishing his last strawberry):Weren't the strawberries wonderful?

QUASIMODO:Yes, master.

FROLLO:Good day, dear boy.

(FROLLO exits. QUASIMODO looks down at the crowds gathering. The GARGOYLES emerge.)

QUASIMODO(to himself, looking about):Sactuary…
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…
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
EV'RY DAY
THEY SHOUT AND SCOLD AND GO ABOUT THEIR LIVES
HEEDLESS OF THE GIFT IT IS TO BE THEM
IF I WERE IN THEIR SKIN
I'D TREASURE EV'RY 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 BEN, I WON'T CARE
I'LL HAVE SPENT ONE DAY
OUT THERE

(The action is concurrent between the town square in front of Notre Dame, and the secret gypsy haven: the Court of Miracles. The preparations are underway for the Feast of Fools. Some are setting up a makeshift stage where the main action of the festival will take place. Others are gathering to sell their wares, erecting booths, hanging banners, or simply wearing or carrying their goods on their backs.)

MAN(calling to his helpers):HURRY, HURRY
ROLL IN THE BARRELS OF BEER...

PEDDLER WOMAN(calling to passerby):Ropes of onions, lily-white onions!

ANOTHER PEDDLER
HURRY, HURRY
PEOPLE ARE ALREADY HERE...

WOMAN WITH BASKET ON HEAD:Buy my quartern o' smelts!

CHORUS:HURRY, HURRY 
LOAD UP THE WAGONS
AND FILL UP THE FLAGONS
AND SET UP THE BOOTHS
HURRY, HURRY
IT'S GOT TO LAST US ALL YEAR...

ALL:COME ONE, COME ALL
FILL YOUR GUTS
AND FEAST YOUR EYES
ROASTED NUTS AND PUDDING PIES
COME ONE, COME ALL

BAKERWOMAN:BUY MY CODLINGS, PIPING HOT
NEWLY TAKEN FROM THE POT

ALL:LOOK AT WHAT YOUR CENTIME BUYS...

(Into this melee strolls PHOEBUS DE MARTIN, young, handsome,
a Captain in the army. He drinks from a wine skin and is slightly inebriated. He approaches a man selling baked goods.)

PHOEBUS:I'll take this ficelle please.

(During the following, PHOEBUS pays the MAN and bites into the bread lustily.)

BAKERMAN:Looks like you haven't had a taste of good bread in months.

PHOEBUS:Years, actually. I've been fighting in the Eastern Campaign.

BAKERMAN:Well, you picked a fine day to return to Paris.

PHOEBUS:Actually, I don't know Paris -- I'm from Marseille.

BAKERMAN:(wrinkles his nose) Oh, I'm sorry.

(The BAKERMAN walks away. PHOEBUS approaches two young women, COLETTE and MONIQUE.)

PHOEBUS:Excuse me ladies, I'm new to Paris and would certainly
appreciate sharing the sights with someone as lovely as the two of you.

(The girls giggle.)

COLETTE:We're not those kind of girls.

MONIQUE:You must be new to Paris. (holding up her hand) Can't you see I'm married?

PHOEBUS:(taking the other woman's hand) But there's no ring on her finger.

(Colette giggles. She pulls her hand back and they begin to move on; PHOEBUS follows them.)

PHOEBUS:Join me! I've just three days to see this city before I report for duty.
FOUR YEARS AT THE FRONT
GIVES A MAN A ZEST
FOR A LITTLE REST
AND RECREATION
FOR THE CHANCE TO HUNT
FOR THE SPICIEST
IN THE WAY OF REST
AND RECREATION
GIVE ME YOUR GIRLS OF PLEASURE
YOUR GRAPES OF MERLOT
SHOW ME YOUR WARES AND MEASURE
ONE LARGE SAMPLE
SAMPLE 'EM AT MY LEISURE
THIS THREE DAY FURLOUGH
SHOULD BE AMPLE...

MONIQUE:Come on, Colette.

COLETTE:Wait! (pointing to his epaulet) What do these stripes mean?

PHOEBUS:Captain.

MONIQUE:(suddenly interested) Captain?

PHOEBUS:DARLING, TO BE BLUNT
YOU ARE WITH THE BEST
THAT'S WHY I'VE BEEN BLESSED
WITH THIS PROMOTION
I'VE BEEN WORKING HARD
NOW I'M GONNA BE
CAPTAIN OF THE GUARD
AIN'T THAT A NOTION?
LIKE OTHER TRUE KNIGHTS
I'VE GOT AMBITION
BUT FOR A FEW NIGHTS
FUN IS MY MISSION
SO WHAT DO YOU SAY?
YOU CARE TO SPEND A DAY
OF REST AND RECREA-
TION! 

(She takes his arm and they go off.)

CHORUS:HURRY, HURRY
STOP ALL YOUR BLATHERING
HURRY, HURRY
PEOPLE ARE GATHERING
HURRY, HURRY
TIME FOR THE FESTIVAL
HERE ON THE BEST OF ALL DAYS...

(CLOPIN emerges from the crowd. As he speaks, he transforms himself into he KING OF THE GYPSIES.)

CLOPIN:As the citizens of Paris prepared the streets for the Feast of Fools,
another group gathered in the caves and catacombs below. Here in their safe haven known as the Court of Miracles,
the gypsies were led by their King - an imposing and handsome fellow who personified strength and leadership, 
not to mention enormous charm and appeal.

(The Court of Miracles magically appears from below. There is much commotion;
some of the gypsies play music and dance; some practice magic tricks, juggle and tumble;
others stand at the periphery, watching with pleasure, while others appear bewildered and lost -
among them, ESMERALDA, a beautiful young woman in her 20s.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES (CLOPIN)(screaming):Quiet! Quiet!(Silence falls.)
Well now, that's better. Gather round - all newcomers over here in front - NOW!

(They gather.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:All right, listen up. You've picked a lucky day to sneak your way into Paris.
There'll be no excuse for not earning your keep on Fools Day. Don't look so frightened! 
This is a better lot than you're used to. And you'll be fine here if you learn the rules.
WELCOME TO PARIS,
PARASITES AND RUBBLE
THOUGH THERE'S STILL OUR SHARE OF TROUBLE WE ATTRACT
WHEREAS OUR WRETCHED RACE IS
BANNED OR KILLED IN OTHER PLACES
HERE WE HAVE A SORT OF SILENT PACT
AND LIFE IS LIKE A BALANCING ACT!

(As the KING does a tightrope act above, his LIEUTENANTS below echo his words to the NEW ARRIVALS...)

LIEUTENANTS:WELCOME TO PARIS
PARASITES AND RUBBLE
WE HAVE RULES HERE
LEARN THEM ON THE DOUBLE...

KING OF THE GYPSIES: WE GYPSIES HERE IN PARIS
HAVE OUR SPECIFIED ROLES TO PLAY...

LIEUTENANTS:WE GYPSIES HERE IN PARIS
HAVE OUR SPECIFIED ROLES TO PLAY...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:AND IF WE PLAY THEM NICE ENOUGH
THEN MAYBE THEY'LL LET US STAY...

LIEUTENANTS:AND IF WE PLAY THEM NICE ENOUGH
THEN MAYBE THEY'LL LET US STAY...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:FIRST THERE IS THE BEGGAR, SO FORLORN AND FORSAKEN
NEXT THE STREET PERFORMER THEY ACCLAIM...

LIEUTENANTS:MAKE ONE OF THOSE YOUR AIM...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:LAST BUT NEVER LEAST
THERE IS THE SCAPEGOAT WHO THEY CAN BLAME
FOR ALL THEIR TROUBLES
AND WE TRY TO KEEP THE TIMES WE'RE PITIED OR PETTED
GREATER THAN THE TIMES WE ARE ATTACKED...

LIEUTENANTS:SOMETIMES WE'RE SPARED,
SOMETIMES WE'RE SMACKED...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:IT'S A BALANCING ACT!
All right, let's get organised. Beggars first!

(As the KING continues, his LIEUTENANTS help prepare the NEW ARRIVALS for their roles as beggars.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:COME GRAB YOURSELF A CRUTCH OR TWO
OR JUST PICK UP THAT BLIND MAN'S CANE...

LIEUTENANTS:COME GRAB YOURSELF A CRUTCH OR TWO
OR JUST PICK UP THAT BLIND MAN'S CANE...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:THERE'S NOTHING THAT MAKES THEM FEEL SO WELL
AS SOMEBODY ELSE'S PAIN...

LIEUTENANTS:THERE'S NOTHING THAT MAKES THEM FEEL SO WELL
AS SOMEBODY ELSE'S PAIN...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:SOMETIMES WE DISGUST THEM, BUT IT'S HARD TO CONTROL THAT
STILL THEY LOVE TO SEE US AS THE DREGS...

LIEUTENANTS:WE ARE THE DOGS AND DREGS...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:NOTHING MAKES A POOR MAN
FEEL AS RICH AS A SOUL THAT BEGS
HIM FOR A HANDOUT
BEST OF ALL IS IF YOU CAN LOOK SICKLY AND DYING
BUT NOT OF SOME DISEASE THEY COULD CONTRACT...

LIEUTENANTS:HOW SICK YOU LOOK MUST BE EXACT...

KING & LIEUTENANTS:IT'S A BALANCING ACT!

(The KING surveys the group of BEGGARS)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Good, good. Even more pathetic than usual.
Now, we need musicians, we need fortune tellers, we need... ahh, what have we here?

(He jumps down off the wire to approach ESMERALDA)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:And what is this beauty's name?

ESMERALDA:Esmeralda.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:And how are you to earn your keep, Esmeralda?

ESMERALDA:I dance.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Dance... good. 
WELCOME TO PARIS, ESMERALDA
THE WAY YOU MOVE
IS MADE TO MAKE MEN FALL

LIEUTENANTS:ESMERALDA...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:A GIRL WHO LOOKS LIKE ESMERALDA
IS SURE TO PROVE
AN ASSET TO US ALL!

NEWCOMER GYPSY WOMAN:Asset, hah! She's the reason we got kicked out of Frankfurt.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Oh really? Caught stealing were you?

GYPSY WOMAN:She hit a soldier.

(The crowd reacts.) 

ESMERALDA:He was arresting a friend -

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Yes, yes, none of us love a soldier. But Esmeralda, you just worry about yourself here.
Otherwise you'll soon be on your way to the next town. Understood?

ESMERALDA:Yes.

(He moves to another group.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:All right, all right, where are the jugglers?

ESMERALDA:IN MY LIFE, I'VE SEEN SOME THINGS,
CRUELTY AND HEARTLESSNESS
AND THE DANGER FIGHTING THEM BRINGS
NOW I SWEAR I'VE LEARNED MY LESSON
NOW I SWEAR...

GYPSIES:WELCOME TO PARIS, WRETCHED REFUSE

ESMERALDA:CAN IT BE AT LAST I'LL FIND A HOME?

GYPSIES:THIS IS OUR HOME NOW...

ESMERALDA:AN END TO ALL MY YEARS OF ROAMING
I'LL HOLD MY TONGUE,
CONTROL MY TEMPER

(The KING begins handing out amulet necklaces to the newcomers.)

GYPSIES:WE'LL USE ALL OUR WILES AND WITS AND TALENTS
AS WE TRY TO KEEP ON BALANCING FOREVER...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:AND WHEN THIS DAY IS DONE,
WE SHOULD HAVE PLENTY TO CELEBRATE

ESMERALDA & GYPSIES:AND WHEN THIS DAY IS DONE,
WE SHOULD HAVE PLENTY TO CELEBRATE 

KING OF THE GYPSIES:UNLESS, OF COURSE, IT'S ONE
WHEN THEY DECIDE TO DISPLAY THEIR HATE

ESMERALDA & GYPSIES:DEAR GOD, DON'T MAKE IT ONE
WHEN THEY DECIDE TO DISPLAY THEIR HATE

KING OF THE GYPSIES:WELL, NO POINT IN WORRYING
IT'S TIME TO GET OUT THERE
AND DO OUR LEVEL BEST TO KEEP INTACT...

ESMERALDA & GYPSIES:WE'LL DO OUR BEST TO KEEP INTACT

ALL:OUR BALANCING (ACT...)

ESMERALDA & GYPSIES:WELCOME TO PARIS
ALL THAT WE DESIRE
IS A HOME HERE
DANCING ON A WIRE...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:IT'S A BALANCING ACT...

ESMERALDA & GYPSIES:AND WE'RE READY
TO ACCEPT THE FACT
LIVING HERE IS LIKE
A BALANCING ACT!

(MUSICAL SEGUE as ESMERALDA and the GYPSIES make their way out of the Court of Miracles and on to the street.)

MAN:HURRY, HURRY
SPILL THE FISH ON TO THE DOCK

OTHERS:RAISE THE MAYPOLE
UP AT THE CHAPEL OF BRAQUE
HURRY, HURRY
GATHER THE CHOIRS AND
LIGHT THE BONFIRES AND
SIT ON THE ROOFS

ALL:HURRY, HURRY
IT'S NEARLY TWELVE OF THE CLOCK!

(PHOEBUS is strolling with COLETTE.)

PHOEBUS:So tell me Colette, what is your favourite spot in Paris?
I understand a boat ride in the Bois de Bologne is a very romantic way to pass the day.

COLETTE:(She giggles.)No. I like Le Blantier.

PHOEBUS:Really, what's that?

COLETTE:An ice cream shop.

PHOEBUS:Oh.

COLETTE:My father would never allow me to go to the Bois with a man.

PHOEBUS:Why is that, Colette?

COLETTE:(giggling) I'm only fourteen.

(PHOEBUS immediately pulls his hand from her back.)

PHOEBUS:I guess young ladies grow up a little faster in Paris.

(SECOND YOUNG WOMAN approaches.)

SECOND YOUNG WOMAN:Come along, Colette.

COLETTE:Yes, Auntie.

(As they begin to exit, a GYPSY runs on-stage, rushing past them and
colliding with PHOEBUS. Coins spill from his hand and he falls to the ground to collect them. A PEDDLAR dashes on-stage.)

PEDDLAR:Stop him!

PHOEBUS:Whoa there, what's your rush?

(PHOEBUS reaches out and grabs the GYPSY and holds him.)

PEDDLAR:That's him, that's the man -- he stole a necklace right off my back!

GYPSY:No, no I didn't.

PEDDLAR:Gypsy scum!

(ESMERALDA enters and watches the proceedings.)

GYPSY:I swear, it wasn't me.

PHOEBUS:Stand up. Turn around.

(He looks him over.)

GYPSY:See... I have no necklace.

PEDDLAR:Not now you don't. Probably handed it off to one of his kind. (To PHOEBUS) That's what they do, you know.

(PHOEBUS approaches the GYPSY and grabs the coins.)

PHOEBUS:And where did you get this money?

GYPSY:Hey... that's mine. I earned it.

PEDDLAR:That's a first.

PHOEBUS:Now wait -- let's hear this man out.

(FROLLO has entered behind PHOEBUS with an attending officer. They have observed this exchange.)

FROLLO:What's going on here?

PEDDLAR:This gypsy stole a necklace off my--

GYPSY:No Justice Frollo, I swear I did nothing!

PHOEBUS:(bowing) Justice Frollo? Phoebus de Martin here, sir.

FROLLO:Captain? I wasn't expecting you until Monday.
Well, this is a surprise. And here you've apprehended your first criminal. You waste no time. (to the soldier) Lock him up.

PHOEBUS:Here.

(He hands the money to the PEDDLAR.)

PEDDLAR:Thank you, sir. Thank you. 

(He exits. ESMERALDA shakes her head in disbelief and follows after the GYPSY, who makes a stink as he is dragged off.)

FROLLO:How good of you to report early, Captain.

PHOEBUS:Well, actually I thought I'd come to Paris today -- you know, enjoy the local wines and women while I could.

FROLLO:(A beat) Captain, when you're in uniform I expect you to set an example for the others.

PHOEBUS:Of course. My apologies, sir. (A beat) What a wonderful coincidence,
our meeting this way. I wish to serve you well, sir. This promotion is a great honour.

(PHOEBUS puts his wine skin under his cape.)

FROLLO:You've come highly recommended to me, Captain. I'm lucky to have you with me
in Paris at such a very important time. As you've just witnessed first hand, we've been having a bit of a problem with the gypsies.

PHOEBUS:Oh yes, annoying lot, aren't they?

FROLLO:Annoying? Hardly. They've become a plague... like rats...
THEY SCURRY, SCURRY
MORE EV'RY DAY TILL WE CHOKE
BEGGING, STEALING
PREYING ON INNOCENT FOLK
And worse, seducing the weak-minded with their Godlessness. But they're tricky, Captain.
WHEN YOU THINK YOU'VE CAUGHT 'EM
THEY VANISH LIKE SMOKE

PHOEBUS:What can I do to be of help, Sir?

FROLLO:Despite all of our efforts to limit the flow of gypsies into the city,
they continue to sneak in, in ever increasing numbers. They have a safe haven. They call it the "Court of Miracles." We must find it.

PHOEBUS:That shouldn't be so difficult, Sir.

FROLLO:(looking at him appraisingly) Perhaps, with you on our side...
CAPTAIN, YOU AND I
HAVE A TASK WE SHARE
STOPPING THEM AND THEIR
PROLIFERATION
PARIS LOOKS TO US

PHOEBUS:TO US...

FROLLO:TO RID HER STREETS OF CRIME

PHOEBUS:TO RID HER STREETS OF CRIME...

FROLLO:THIS IS WAR, AND THUS

FROLLO & PHOEBUS:THERE IS NO TIME
FOR REST AND RECREATION

(Trumpets herald the start of the Festival entertainment. They retreat to a viewing box where they will observe the festivities.)

GYPSIES:HURRY, HURRY, FINISH THE REST IN A
FLURRY, FLURRY -- CALL IN THE JESTERS AND
HURRY, HURRY, TIME FOR THE FESTIVAL
TIME FOR THE BEST OF ALL DAYS!

ALL:COME ONE, COME ALL
LEAVE YOUR LOOMS AND MILKING STOOLS
COOP THE HENS AND PEN THE MULES
COME ONE, COME ALL
CLOSE THE CHURCHES AND THE SCHOOLS
IT'S THE DAY FOR BREAKING RULES
COME AND JOIN THE FEAST OF...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:(Bursting through the crowd and getting up on the stage) FOOLS!

(A befuddled QUASIMODO enters and scrambles through the crowd,
thumped about by the mass of people. He wears a large hat and cape as way of disguise.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:ONCE A YEAR, WE THROW A PARTY HERE IN TOWN
ONCE A YEAR, WE TURN ALL PARIS UPSIDE-DOWN
EV'RY MAN'S A KING AND EV'RY KING'S A CLOWN
ONCE AGAIN, IT'S TOPSY-TURVY DAY
IT'S THE DAY THE DEVIL IN US GETS RELEASED
IT'S A DAY WE MOCK THE PRIG AND SHOCK THE PRIEST
EV'RYTHING IS TOPSY-TURVY AT THE FEAST OF FOOLS!

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:EV'RYTHING IS UPSY-DAISY!

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:EV'RYONE IS ACTING CRAZY
DROSS IS GOLD AND WEEDS ARE A BOUQUET
THAT'S THE WAY ON TOPSY-TURVY DAY

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:BEAT THE DRUMS AND BLOW THE TRUMPETS!

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:JOIN THE BUMS AND THIEVES AND STRUMPETS
STREAMING IN FROM CHARTRES TO CALLAIS
SCURVY KNAVES ARE EXTRA-SCURVY
ON THE SIXTH OF JANU-URVY

ALL:ALL BECAUSE IT'S TOPSY-TURVY DAY!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:COME ONE, COME ALL
HURRY, HURRY, HERE'S YOUR CHANCE
SEE THE MYSTERY AND ROMANCE
COME ONE, COME ALL
SEE THE FINEST GIRL IN FRANCE
MAKE AND ENTRANCE TO ENTRANCE
DANCE, LA ESMERALDA...
DANCE!

(ESMERALDA appears on the stage and begins a seductive
dance that takes her through the crowd. She pulls the purple scarf from her neck and brandishes it throughout the dance.)

FROLLO:Look at that disgusting display.

PHOEBUS:Yes Sir!

(ESMERALDA accidently bumps into QUASIMODO.)

ESMERALDA:Sorry. (taking him in) Wonderful mask!

(ESMERALDA is quite a wonder -- cheers, cat-calls and clapping accompany her dance.
FROLLO sits up in his seat, his eyes glued to the girl dancing before him. ESMERALDA'S dance finishes in a flourish.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:And now, ladies and gentlemen, the piece de resistance!
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...

(ESMERALDA escorts contestants to the stage. We see a silly looking
DRUNK stick his head through the hole of a drop that depicts a king on a throne. The DRUNK belches.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:SO MAKE A FACE THAT'S HORRIBLE AND FRIGHTENING
MAKE A FACE THAT'S GRUESOME AS A GARGOYLE'S WING
FOR THE FACE THAT'S UGLIEST WILL BE THE KING OF FOOLS!Why?

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY!

(We see people, some wearing masks, other odd-looking types who will
simply make faces filing up to the stage and lining up behind the drop.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:UGLY FOLKS, FORGET YOUR SHYNESS

CROWD:TOPSY-TURVY

KING OF THE GYPSIES:YOU COULD SOON BE CALLED "YOUR HIGHNESS!"

CROWD:PUT YOUR FOULEST FEATURES ON DISPLAY
BE THE KING OF TOPSY-TURVY DAY

ESMERALDA:Hey, you're going to join the competition, right?(QUASIMODO starts to turn and walk away. She stops him.)
Come on. You didn't go to all the trouble of making that mask for nothing! You get 5 sous if you win!

(She takes him by the arm, and leads him behind the stage. As each contestant comes forward,
ESMERALDA signals the crowd for their response; sometimes removing the mask or helping them
contort their face into a more hideous expression, etc. Finally, QUASIMODO sticks his
head through the hole only to recieve the greatest approval of all.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Ladies and gentlemen, we asked for the ugliest face in Paris, and here he is!

(The CROWD cheers, applause, laughter. CROWD picks up QUASIMODO and begins to parade him about.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:EV'RYBODY!

CROWD:ONCE A YEAR, WE THROW A PARTY HERE IN TOWN

KING OF THE GYPSIES:HAIL TO THE KING!

CROWD:ONCE A YEAR, WE TURN ALL PARIS UPSIDE-DOWN

KING OF THE GYPSIES:OH, WHAT A KING!

CROWD:ONCE A YEAR, THE UGLIEST WILL WEAR THE CROWN

KING OF THE GYPSIES:GIRLS, GIVE A KISS!

CROWD:ONCE A YEAR, ON TOPSY-TURVY DAY...

KING OF THE GYPSIES:OH, WE'VE NEVER HAD A KING LIKE THIS!

KING OF THE GYPSIES & CROWD:AND IT'S THE DAY WE DO THE THINGS THAT WE DEPLORE
ON THE OTHER THREE-HUNDRED-AND-SIXTY-FOUR
ONCE A YEAR, WE LOVE TO DROP IN
WHERE THE BEER IS NEVER STOPPIN'
FOR THE CHANCE TO POP SOME POPINJAY
AND PICK A KING WHO'LL PUT THE "TOP" IN
TOPSY-TURVY DAY!
(TOPSY-TURVY, MAD AND CRAZY, UPSY-DAISY, TOPSY-TURVY DAY!)
HEY! 

(QUASIMODO is returned to the stage. ESMERALDA approaches him to pull off his mask.
She tries, then screams and recoils when she realises her mistake.
QUASIMODO, frightened by her scream, roars loudly, scattering the people around him. The crowd gasps; overlapping.)

MAN #1:That's no mask!

WOMAN #1:It's his face! (crossing herself) The Devil must have sent him.

WOMAN #2:(shielding her child) Don't look into his eyes.

MAN #2:It must be the bell ringer from Notre Dame!

(FROLLO stands. As quickly as it came, QUASIMODO'S world comes crashing down. The SOLDIERS want to have some fun at his expense.)

SOLDIER #2:You think he's ugly now? Watch this!

(He tosses a tomato at QUASIMODO, hitting him in the face. The CROWD laughs.)

SOLDIER #2:Now, that's ugly!

CROWD PERSON #1:That will teach you to wake us at night with your cursed bell-ringing.

(Others begin to toss more fruit at him.)

SOLDIER #1:Hail to the king!

CROWD PERSON #1:Long live the king!

CROWD PERSON #2:Bon appetit!

(They laugh and continue to pelt QUASIMODO, who cowers, stunned.Suddenly a rope lands around his neck, and some in the crowd tie QUASIMODO to the pillory as they taunt him. A drunken RABBLE-ROUSER comes near him and catches his arms and yanks the rope back tight. QUASIMODO struggles as he's being hog-tied - the king held hostage by his drunken subjects. He is able to reach the RABBLE-ROUSER with a free hand, and with a mighty shove and a roar, throws him from the stage. For the first time, we see the brute side of QUASIMODO. He then uses his enormous strength and pulls at his ropes - sending the crowd members at the other ends of the ropes off balance. ESMERALDA looks on with horror. QUASIMODO cannot break free. More fruit is thrown. QUASIMODO lifts his head and looks in FROLLO'S direction.)

QUASIMODO:Master!!

(No response. The pelting continues.)

QUASIMODO:Master! Help!!!

(FROLLO looks on stone-faced, offering no help. PHOEBUS looks on with compassion.)

PHOEBUS:Sir, would you like me to stop this cruelty?

FROLLO:In a moment, Captain. A lesson needs to be learned here.

(QUASIMODO looks around. ESMERALDA makes her way through the CROWD and approaches the steps to the pillory. She is stopped by the KING.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:What do you think you're doing?

ESMERALDA:I'm going to free him.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Don't be a fool. He's in Frollo's charge. Let him handle this.

ESMERALDA:But I brought him on stage.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Leave it be. You'll get us all in trouble.

ESMERALDA:No I won't. This is my fault.

(She begins to walk towards the stage.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Esmeralda...

(She makes her way up the steps and approaches QUASIMODO -- who panics and pulls away. ESMERALDA reassures him.)

ESMERALDA:Don't be afraid. I'm sorry, this wasn't supposed to happen.

FROLLO:(livid) You! Gypsy girl! Get down at once!

ESMERALDA:Yes, Your Honour. Just as soon as I free this poor creature.

(FROLLO stands.)

FROLLO:I forbid it.

(But ESMERALDA has already cut the ropes. FROLLO is outraged.)

FROLLO:How dare you defy me! You will pay for this insolence. (to PHOEBUS) Arrest her.

(It takes a moment for PHOEBUS to snap to. He signals the SOLDIERS, and they make their way to the stage.
GYPSIES try to block their path. The KING OF THE GYPSIES throws some
powder down on the ground. POOF! She disappears in a cloud of smoke as her scarf slowly wafts to the ground.)

FROLLO:(to himself) Witchcraft! (to PHOEBUS) Find her, Captain.

PHOEBUS:Yes, Sir. (to SOLDIERS) Seal off the area. Find the Gypsy girl.

(PHOEBUS and his men take off. There is a crack of thunder and lightning.
The crowd disperses as FROLLO stares at QUASIMODO, who hangs his head in shame. FROLLO approaches him on the stage.)

QUASIMODO:Sorry, Master. Sorry I disobeyed.

(He tries to hide his face, the tears now streaming down his cheeks.)

FROLLO:SEE HOW IT'S CRUEL
SEE HOW IT'S WICKED
SEE HOW I SHELTERED YOU
FROM HAVING TO GO THROUGH THIS?
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS
TO ME?

QUASIMODO:Forgive me, Master.

FROLLO:NOW, BOY, YOU SEE
YOU DON'T BELONG WITH NORMAL MEN
YOU ARE HAPPY WHEN
YOU'RE IN YOUR SANCTUARY...

QUASIMODO:SANCTUARY... 

FROLLO:BACK TO YOUR SANCTUARY

BOTH:NEVER TO COME OUT HERE
AGAIN.

(FROLLO pulls the final rope from him and watches as QUASIMODO makes his long walk back to the cathedral. FROLLO looks down and sees the scarf that ESMERALDA has dropped. He bends down and picks it up, looks around, then draws it to his face and sniffs it as the lights fade.)

CLOPIN:AND SO THE POOR HUNCHBACK RETREATED INSIDE
TO THE DARK OF NOTRE DAME
SO TOO THE GYPSY GIRL CREPT IN TO HIDE
IN THE DARK OF NOTRE DAME
AND SHE GAZED ROUND IN AWE AT THE BEAUTY
LIKE A BEGGAR RECEIVING AN ALM
AND EACH WINDOW AND PILLAR
AND ARCH SEEMED TO FILL HER WITH LIGHT
THE LIGHT OF NOTRE DAME

CHORUS:AGNUS DEI
QUI TOLLIS PECCATA MUNDI

(Lights come up on the interior of Notre Dame, in all its splendor. Worshippers kneel in prayer, illuminated by the light which glows through the glorious stained glass. ESMERALDA emerges, having successfully snuck inside the church. She roams around the great structure as one who has never before seen a place of worship - particularly one of such grandeur. In the background, we see PHOEBUS enter the cathedral.PHOEBUS discovers her and approaches from behind. He pulls out his sword, surprising her.)

PHOEBUS:All right, come with me. You're going to the Ministry of Justice.

ESMERALDA:Why?

PHOEBUS:You know why.

(Suddenly ESMERALDA tries to run away, but PHOEBUS extends his sword to stop her.)

PHOEBUS:Whoa -- you're not going to escape this time.

(She makes a false move and he extends his sword further, accidently knicking her. She retreats.)

PHOEBUS:(noticing what he's done) Why did you have to try and run away?

(He puts the sword back in its sheath.)

PHOEBUS:Are you all right?

ESMERALDA:As if you care.

PHOEBUS:Cooperate, please. I don't wish to hurt you. It's just that I have my orders to follow.

(He goes to inspect her wound, but she steps away.)

ESMERALDA:It must be terrible to always have to follow orders.

PHOEBUS:Look, if you apologise to Frollo, I'm sure he'll let you go.

ESMERALDA:You don't believe that.

(A beat. She sits.)

ESMERALDA:I've done nothing wrong - I tried to help the boy. Is that a crime?

PHOEBUS:No, but disobeying the Minister of Justice is. You should have minded your own business.

ESMERALDA:I wish I could have. But, it had to be somebody's business.
IN MY LIFE, I'VE SEEN SOME THINGS
CRUELTY AND HEARTLESSNESS
AND THE DANGER FIGHTING THEM BRINGS
THEN A FIGHT COMES, I SAY "YES"
I AM JUST A FOOL, I GUESS...

FROLLO(O.S.):Good work, Captain!

(FROLLO steps from the shadows, his SOLDIERS behind him. PHOEBUS and ESMERALDA are startled.)

FROLLO:Take the men and wait for me in the square. I will deal with this.You think you've
outwitted me, don't you? Well, you've chosen a magnificent prison... but it is still a prison.
Set one foot outside and you will be subject to the laws of this city.

(He exits.)

ARCHDEACON:I would be more careful when dealing with him.

ESMERALDA:You saw what he did out there.

ARCHDEACON:He's a misguided soul. You would be wise to stay here until he forgets all about you.

(She notices a parishioner cross herself before a statue of Saint Anthony.)

ESMERALDA:Who's that? The statue.

ARCHDEACON:That's Mary, the mother of God.

SOLOIST:AVE MARIA
GRATIA PLENA
DOMINUS TECUM

ESMERALDA:And why are people kneeling before her?

ARCHDEACON:Mary has sympathy for the poor and the outcasts. If you open your heart to her,
she will bring you comfort. Perhaps you can use your time here to find some measure of solace.

(A beat.)

ARCHDEACON:Now, let me see where I can find a place for you to sleep.
SOLOIST:BENEDICTA
TU IN MULIERBUS ET
SANCTA MARIA
MATER DEI
AMEN. 

(ARCHDEACON exits. She kneels before the statue.)

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
STILL, I SEE YOUR FACE AND WONDER
WERE YOU ONCE AN OUTCAST TOO...?
GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS
HUNGRY FROM BIRTH
SHOW THEM THE MERCY
THEY DON'T FIND ON EARTH

(QUASIMODO appears and watches ESMERALDA from the shadows.)

ESMERALDA:GOD HELP MY PEOPLE
THEY LOOK TO YOU STILL
GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS
OR NOBODY WILL...

QUASIMODO:GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS
HUNGRY FROM BIRTH
SHOW THEM THE MERCY
THEY DON'T FIND ON EARTH

PARISHIONERS:I ASK FOR WEALTH
I ASK FOR FAME
I ASK FOR GLORY TO SHINE ON MY NAME
I ASK FOR LOVE I CAN POSSESS
I ASK FOR GOD 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 ALL WERE
THE CHILDREN OF GOD

QUASIMODO:GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS...

ESMERALDA:GOD HELP THE OUTCASTS
CHILDREN OF GOD...

QUASIMODO:CHILDREN OF GOD...

ESMERALDA & QUASIMODO:CHILDREN OF GOD

(ESMERALDA finishes singing. QUASIMODO accidently knocks over a candelabra -
tries to catch it - it clatters to the floor. ESMERALDA looks up to see him. He turns and runs towards the back of the cathedral.)

ESMERALDA:Wait! I'd like to talk to you...

(QUASIMODO stops. She approaches slowly. He avoids making eye-contact with her.)

ESMERALDA:I'm sorry about this afternoon! I wouldn't have pulled you up on the stage like that if I thought --

(He takes off.)

ESMERALDA:Please stop.

(He stops momentarily, and then moves on. She follows him as the lights fade to black.
PHOEBUS waits outside Notre Dame. He is joined by FROLLO.)

PHOEBUS:Where's the girl, Sir?

FROLLO:Thanks to the Archdeacon, she's taken sanctuary -- make certain the church is surrounded. 
I'm sure she'll try to escape -- Gypsies don't stay put.

PHOEBUS:I'll see that the men keep watch.

FROLLO:Thank you, Captain. You've been a help to me already.
I trust you haven't minded giving up your free time to begin work immediately.

PHOEBUS:Not at all, Sir. I mean who needs rest and recreation when you can be chasing a beautiful Gypsy woman all over Paris?

(FROLLO stares at him hard, trying to decipher the meaning of this remark. A beat.)

FROLLO:You have a sense of humour, don't you?

PHOEBUS:(smiling) So they tell me, Sir.

(PHOEBUS looks down. He sees a corner of the purple scarf peeking out of FROLLO'S jacket pocket.
FROLLO notices him staring at the fabric and quickly shoves his hand and the scarf into the pocket.)

FROLLO:I don't find anything to be amused about, Captain. Carry on with your duties.

PHOEBUS:Yes, Sir.

(FROLLO exits as PHOEBUS stares after him for a moment, then exits. We segue to the Belltower where we see
ESMERALDA nervously looking about as QUASIMODO stands near the GARGOYLES, cowering. Finally, she speaks.)

ESMERALDA:What an amazing place.

(No response.)

ESMERALDA:I bet it must be chilly here, in the dead of winter.

(No response.)

ESMERALDA:But how nice to have all this room to yourself!

(She looks around.)

QUASIMODO:Gargoyles.

(The GARGOYLES remain within the sculpture.)

CHARLES:Don't talk about us. She'll think you're touched.

LONI:Stop distracting the boy.

ANTOINE:She's very beautiful.

QUASIMODO:Thank you.

ESMERALDA:Did you say something?

QUASIMODO:(flustered) No. No.

LONI:Don't be nervous.

CHARLES:I'm nervous.

LONI:Everything isn't always about you! (To QUASIMODO, under her breath) Quasimodo, don't be so shy.

ANTOINE:SHE'S WAITING FOR YOU...

CHARLES:THINK OF SOMETHING TO SAY...

LONI:THINK OF SOMETHING TO DO...

ANTOINE:I KNOW...

GARGOYLES:SHOW HER THE VIEW...

QUASIMODO:See -- view?

(QUASIMODO shows ESMERALDA to the parapet. She gasps as the entire city twinkles before her eyes.)

ESMERALDA:I bet the king himself doesn't have a view like this.
From up here, it's hard to imagine that bad things could ever happen in such a beautiful place...
GAZING DOWN FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
SUDDENLY SEEING A DIFFERENT CITY
QUAINT AND PRETTY AND FRIENDLY AND FAIR
SEEN FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
WHEN MY OUTLOOK IS A GLUM ONE
AND I NEED A KINDER POINT OF VIEW
LOOK HOW QUICK IT CAN BECOME ONE
WITH SOMEONE LIKE YOU, TO
SHOW ME LIFE FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
NOTHING NEEDS RIGHTING AND NO ONE NEEDS PITY
THANKS FOR BRINGING ME INTO THE AIR
AND GIVING ME PARIS UNFURLED
HERE AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD...

QUASIMODO:Yes, I... I...

(He looks away, shy and tongue-tied. The GARGOYLES look at one another with concern and try to urge their friend on.)

GARGOYLES:WHY ARE YOU STANDING LIKE A STATUE MADE OF STONE?
QUASIMODO, SAY SOMETHING!

CHARLES:YOU'RE WITH A GIRL

ANTOINE:... AND WHAT A GIRL!

LONI:AND YOU'RE ALONE

GARGOYLES:AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD!

LONI:SHE LOOKED AT YOU

ANTOINE:RIGHT AT YOU...

CHARLES:AND SHE DIDN'T SCREAM...

LONI:... OR FAINT...

ANTOINE:... OR LOOSE HER FEED

GARGOYLES:WHAT MORE PROOF THAT
SHE LIKES YOU
COULD ANYONE POSSIBLY NEED?

ANTOINE & LONI:WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

CHARLES:DON'T WASTE THIS PRECIOUS CHANCE

GARGOYLES:QUASIMODO, DO SOMETHING!

CHARLES:THE MASTER'S GONE...

LONI:AND HERE'S A GIRL MADE FOR ROMANCE

ANTOINE:EV'RY CURVE SO WELL-CURLED...

GARGOYLES:AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD

QUASIMODO:Esmeralda... I... Esmeralda...

(ESMERALDA smiles and takes his hand.)

ESMERALDA:That's all right. We don't have to talk.

ESMERALDA:GAZING DOWN FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
SUDDENLY SEEING A DIFFERENT CITY
QUAINT AND PRETTY AND FRIENDLY AND FAIR
SEEN FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
WHEN MY OUTLOOK IS A GLUM ONE
AND I NEED A KINDER POINT OF VIEW
LOOK HOW QUICK IT CAN BECOME ONE
WITH SOMEONE LIKE YOU, TO
SHOW ME LIFE FROM THE TOP OF THE WORLD
NOTHING NEEDS RIGHTING AND NO ONE NEEDS PITY
THANKS FOR BRINGING ME INTO THE AIR
AND GIVING ME PARIS UNFURLED...

GARGOYLES:WHY ARE YOU STANDING LIKE A STATUE MADE OF STONE?
QUASIMODO, SAY SOMETHING!

CHARLES:YOU'RE WITH A GIRL

ANTOINE:... AND WHAT A GIRL!

LONI:AND YOU'RE ALONE

GARGOYLES:AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD!

LONI:SHE LOOKED AT YOU

ANTOINE:RIGHT AT YOU...

CHARLES:AND SHE DIDN'T SCREAM...

LONI:... OR FAINT...

ANTOINE:... OR LOOSE HER FEED

GARGOYLES:WHAT MORE PROOF THAT
SHE LIKES YOU
COULD ANYONE POSSIBLY NEED?

ANTOINE & LONI:WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?

CHARLES:DON'T WASTE THIS PRECIOUS CHANCE

GARGOYLES:QUASIMODO, DO SOMETHING!

CHARLES:THE MASTER'S GONE...

LONI:AND HERE'S A GIRL MADE FOR ROMANCE

ANTOINE:EV'RY CURVE SO WELL-CURLED...

LONI:SAY SOMETHING ROMANTIC...

ANTOINE:THAT'S FUNNY AND FITTING...

CHARLES:IT'S MAKING US FRANTIC

LONI:THE SECONDS ARE FLITTING

CHARLES:SEE HOW THE CLOCK CAN TICK

ANTOINE:SHE MAY TAKE UP KNITTING!

GARGOYLES:PLEASE TAKE OUR ADVICE HERE...
YOU HAVE TO ENTICE HERE...
WE DON'T MIND ADMITTING...
WE WANT TO THROW RICE HERE...

(A beat. They wait expectantly, but QUASIMODO remains too bashful to speak. The GARGOYLES sigh.)

GARGOYLES:OH WELL, I GUESS SILENCE
WILL HAVE TO SUFFICE HERE...

(The GARGOYLES begin to retreat, but then...)

QUASIMODO:Esmeralda...

ESMERALDA:Yes?

QUASIMODO:... IT'S NICE HERE
THE TWO OF US SITTING...

ESMERALDA:THE TWO OF US SITTING

GARGOYLES:(overjoyed) THE TWO OF YOU SITTING!

ALL:SITTING ON TOP OF THE WORLD!

(At the end of the song QUASIMODO rushes over and begins ringing the bells.)

ESMERALDA:They're so loud.

QUASIMODO:Huh?

ESMERALDA(She speaks louder):Beautiful, but loud.

QUASIMODO:Marie, the loudest. (pointing) Marie - little Sophia - Jean-Marie, Ann-Marie, Louise-Marie - triplets...

ESMERALDA:This is a wonderful place where you live. I could stay up here forever.

QUASIMODO:Could.

ESMERALDA:No. I couldn't.

QUASIMODO:Sanctuary.

ESMERALDA:But not freedom. I like my freedom.

(She looks over the edge at the street below.)

ESMERALDA:Soldiers everywhere. How will I ever get out of here?

QUASIMODO:(A beat, then makes a decision.) You help me. I help you.

ESMERALDA:How?

QUASIMODO:Follow. Know how to get out. No one will see.

ESMERALDA:Come with me, Quasimodo.

QUASIMODO:No. Never go out again.

ESMERALDA:Why?

QUASIMODO:My master...

ESMERALDA:One day you will - you'll leave here. You'll be your own master. If you ever need sanctuary, this will show you the way.

(QUASIMODO looks quizzically; she takes a Gypsy talisman from around her neck and hands it to QUASIMODO.)

ESMERALDA:Just remember: "When you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand."

(CLOPIN enters.)

CLOPIN:When you wear this woven band, you hold the city in your hand.

QUASIMODO:Must go.

(We see QUASIMODO help ESMERALDA out. She stops and gives him a kiss on the cheek.)

ESMERALDA:Thank you, Quasimodo.

(They make their way through the cathedral.)

CLOPIN:Quasimodo led Esmeralda to the basement of Notre Dame where he showed her a secret
door that led to the eastern end of the island. There, he helped her into a small boat and watched as she disappeared into the evening mist.

(We see QUASIMODO stare after her.)

QUASIMODO:SO MANY TIMES OUT THERE
I'VE WATCHED A HAPPY PAIR
OF LOVERS WALKING IN THE NIGHT
THEY HAVE A KIND OF GLOW AROUND THEM
IT ALMOST LOOKS LIKE HEAVEN'S LIGHT
I KNEW I'D NEVER KNOW
THAT WARM AND LOVING GLOW
THOUGH I MIGHT WISH WITH ALL MY MIGHT
NO FACE AS HIDEOUS AS MY FACE
WAS EVER MEANT FOR HEAVEN'T LIGHT
BUT, SUDDENLY AN ANGEL HAS SMILED AT ME
AND KISSED MY CHEEK WITHOUT A TRACE OF FRIGHT.
I DARE TO DREAM THAT SHE
MIGHT EVEN CARE FOR ME
AND AS I RING THESE BELLS TONIGHT
MY COLD DARK TOWER SEEMS SO BRIGHT
I SWEAR, IT MUST BE HEAVENS LIGHT
I SWEAR, IT MUST BE HEAVEN'S LIGHT...

(The set shifts back to a section of Notre Dame, where we see FROLLO in the prayer stall before the statue of Mary. He lights votive candles. The image of ESMERALDA might be projected on the statue of Mary. The PRIESTS begin evening prayer with the confession.)

PRIESTS:CONFITEOR DEO OMNIPOTENTI
BEATAE MARIAE SEMPER VIRGINI
BEATO MICHAELI ARCHANGELO
SANCTIS APOSTOLIS
OMNIBUS SANCTIS

FROLLO:BEATA MARIA
YOU KNOW I AM A RIGHTEOUS MAN
OF MY VIRTUE, I AM JUSTLY PROUD...

PRIESTS:ET TIBI PATER...

FROLLO:BEATA MARIA
YOU KNOW I'M SO MUCH PURER THAN
THE COMMON, VULGAR, WEAK, LICENTIOUS CROWD...

PRIESTS:QUIA PECCAVI NIMIS...

FROLLO:THEN TELL ME, MARIA
WHY I SEE HER DANCING THERE
WHY HER SMOULD'RING EYES STILL SCORCH MY SOUL...

PRIESTS:COGITATIONE...

FROLLO:I FEEL HER, I SEE HER
THE SUN CAUGHT IN HER RAVEN HAIR
IS BLAZING IN ME OUT OF ALL CONTROL...

(He sees ESMERALDA dancing in the flames of the fire.)

PRIESTS:VERBO ET OPERE...

FROLLO:LIKE FIRE
HELLFIRE
THIS FIRE IN MY SKIN
THIS BURNING
DESIRE
IS TURNING ME TO SIN...
IT'S NOT MY FAULT
I'M NOT TO BLAME
IT IS THE GYPSY GIRL
THE WITCH WHO SENT THIS FLAME

PRIESTS:MEA CULPA
MEA CULPA
MEA MAXIMA CULPA

FROLLO:IT'S NOT MY FAULT
IF IN GOD'S PLAN
HE MADE THE DEVIL SO
MUCH STRONGER THAN A MAN

PRIESTS:MEA CULPA
MEA CULPA
MEA MAXIMA CULPA

FROLLO:PROTECT ME, MARIA
DON'T LET THIS 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...
HELLFIRE:DARK FIRE
NOW GYPSY, IT'S YOUR TURN
CHOOSE ME OR
YOUR PYRE
BE MINE OR YOU WILL BURN...

PRIESTS:KYRIE ELEISON

FROLLO:GOD HAVE MERCY ON HER...

PRIESTS:KYRIE ELEISON

FROLLO:GOD HAVE MERCY ON ME...

PRIESTS:KYRIE ELEISON

FROLLO:BUT SHE WILL BE MINE OR
SHE WILL BURN!

PRIESTS:AH AH AH
AH AH AH
AH AH AH AH AH AH

(PHOEBUS sits on the edge of the Seine with one of his men, playing cards.
They have their jackets off and are enjoying the night. Another SOLDIER enters,
dragging along ESMERALDA, who is hiding her face beneath her scarf.)

SOLDIER:I found this Gypsy getting out of a boat nearby, Sir.

PHOEBUS:(not looking up at first; weary) Can a man get no rest from these people?

SOLDIER:They never stop sneaking into the city.

PHOEBUS:Take her down to the stockade and then -(He looks up.)Pull that scarf from your face.
(A beat.) Did you hear me?(She does; he recognises her and they stare at one another for a moment.)
On second thought lieuenant, leave her with me.

(The SOLDIERS begin to snicker.)

SOLDIER:She's a looker all right, Captain.

PHOEBUS:You two, go. I'll handle this one.

SOLDIER 2:I'm sure you will...

(They exit, having a good laugh.)

PHOEBUS:I thought you claimed sanctuary.

ESEMERALDA:Please.

PHOEBUS:If you didn't want to go to jail, you should have stayed in the church.

ESMERALDA:Just let me go.

PHOEBUS:Give me one reason why I should.

ESMERALDA:Because you're... good.

PHOEBUS:I am, am I?

ESMERALDA:Well, you would be if you let me go.

(He laughs.)

PHOEBUS:(slightly licentious, he moves towards her) You are very pretty...

ESMERALDA:Don't get any ideas.

PHOEBUS:If I'm "good," then you shouldn't have to worry, should you?

(He is next to her.)

ESMERALDA:Well, you're still a soldier.

PHOEBUS:Yes, I'm still a soldier. You don't think much of us, do you?

ESMERALDA:You don't think much of Gypsies, either.

(A beat. He examines her arm where he knicked her in the church) 

PHOEBUS:How is your arm?

(She pulls it away and backs off, thinking he's making a pass.)

ESMERALDA:Just fine.

PHOEBUS:Listen to me -- what was the name -- Esmeralda? I don't need my men to find me women.
Now... I'm going to go over there to pick up my jacket so I can take you down to the stockade,
which is my duty. Some people have jobs they have to perform and I'm one of those people.
However, it might so happen that when I turn my back, you escape -- run, say over in that direction where there are no soldiers.
From there, if you're smart, you'll head right back to Notre Dame. Of course, if you don't do that --
and you should happen to cross my path again, I will have to turn you in.

(He stares at her. A beat.)

PHOEBUS:Oops, my jacket.

(He turns his back and slowly heads over to the wall where his jacket lies. She stares at him for a moment.)

ESMERALDA:Why?

PHOEBUS:I wish I knew...

(She flees. Hearing her leave, he turns and stares in her direction as the lights fade to black.)

CLOPIN:AND AS THE SOLDIER STOOD WONDERING WHY
HE HAD LET THE GIRL ESCAPE

(Lights cross fade to FROLLO in Notre Dame as CLOPIN continues his narration.)

CLOPIN:SOMEBODY ELSE WHO HAD COME TO ADMIRE
THE GYPSY'S COMELY SHAPE
SEARCHED THE APSE AND THE NAVE AND THE TRANSEPTS
AND ALTHOUGH HE SEEMED OUTWARDLY CALM
GREW ENRAGED TO DISCOVER
HE FOUND NO TRACE OF HER
AT ALL...
IN ALL OF NOTRE DAME...

(Lights up as FROLLO enters. QUASIMODO grabs his bible.)

QUASIMODO:Morning, Master.

FROLLO:Have you seen the Gypsy girl, Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:Master?

FROLLO:The Gypsy girl We've searched all over for her.

(QUASIMODO shrugs.)

FROLLO:She couldn't have escaped. You know every inch of this church -- is there somewhere here she could be?

QUASIMODO:Don't know...

(A beat.)

FROLLO:You haven't spoken to the girl, have you Quasimodo? Has she been up here?

CLOPIN:AND THE HUNCHBACK LOOKED HIS MASTER
IN HIS PIERCING EYE

QUASIMODO:Gypy girl -

CLOPIN:AND FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME IN HIS LIFE,
HE TOLD A LIE...

QUASIMODO:haven't seen.

(FROLLO sits for a moment.)

FROLLO:You saw how she made a fool of me out there.

QUASIMODO:No, Master. She didn't...

FROLLO:Oh yes, she did Quasimodo. She did. Beauty hides her evil. (A beat.) She is in danger.
You be certain to let me know if you see her, Quasimodo.

(He nods.)

FROLLO:That's a good boy.

(He pats his head and exits.)

CHORUS:DIES IRAE
DIES ILLA

(FROLLO and PHOEBUS in front of the church.)

PHOEBUS:My men have searched the cathedral, Sir. She's nowhere to be found.

FROLLO:What happened to her, Captain? Did she just vanish into thin air?

CHORUS:SOLVET SAECLUM IN FAVILLA

FROLLO:This was your responsibility, Captain.

PHOEBUS:My apologies, Sir.

FROLLO:Round up every Gypsy woman you can find. Bring them to the Palace of Justice.

PHOEBUS:Every Gypsy woman, Sir? That could take --

FROLLO:I know what it takes -- use all the men we have. Search every known hiding place.

PHOEBUS:Yes, Sir.

CLOPIN:ALL THROUGH THE CITY, AT MORE FEVERED PITCH
THAN THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME

SOLDIER 2:Two gold pieces for the one who leads us to Esmeralda.

CLOPIN:FROLLO'S MEN SOUGHT ESMERALDA, THE WITCH
WHO ESCAPED FROM NOTRE DAME

SOLDIER:Four gold pieces for the one who leads us to Esmeralda.

(We see someone come forward and whisper in his ear.)

CLOPIN:TILL AT LAST, ON A TIP AND A RUMOUR
THEY CONVERGED ON A POOR MILLER'S FARM

(Segue to a MILLER'S cottage.)

FROLLO:We found this talisman on your property. Have you been harboring Gypsies?

CLOPIN:BUT THE MILLER DENIED
HE HAD HELPED HER, AND CRIED
TO THE SAINTS

MILLER:We are innocent. I assure you. We know nothing.

CLOPIN:THE SAINTS OF NOTRE DAME

CHORUS:KYRIE ELEISON

(FROLLO moves from the house with PHOEBUS. He barricades the door with a soldier's spear.
A group of GYPSIES stand outside, among them ESMERALDA, who is disguised as a man.)

FROLLO(to the MILLER inside):We know you've helped the Gypsy. I'm going to burn your house 
to the ground unless you tell me where she can be found.

(The GYPSIES stir when they hear this.)

MILLER:I beg you, we don't know.

(FROLLO lights a torch and hands it to PHOEBUS.)

FROLLO:Burn it.

(PHOEBUS stands there, frozen.)

FROLLO:Did you hear me? (A beat.) Captain? I gave you an order.

CLOPIN:AND HE HELD THE TORCH
THAT CRACKLED LIKE THE GYPSY'S VOICE...

PHOEBUS:With all due respect, Sir, I don't know what destroying this house will accomplish.

FROLLO:Are you disobeying a direct order, Captain?

CLOPIN:AND HE KNEW THIS WAS THE MOMENT
HE MUST MAKE A CHOICE...

FROLLO:It's that girl, isn't it? She's gotten to you, hasn't she?

PHOEBUS:Girl?

CHORUS:KYRIE ELEISON

FROLLO:You know very well who I mean. I saw how you two looked at each other in the church.
You would throw away a promising career for that? Carry out the order!

ESMERALDA:IN MY LIFE, I'VE SEEN SOME THINGS
CRUELTY AND HEARTLESSNESS
AND THE DANGER FIGHTING THEM BRINGS
THEN A FIGHT COMES, I SAY "YES"
I AM JUST A FOOL...

PHOEBUS:I AM JUST A FOOL, I GUESS

(PHOEBUS takes the burning torch and extinguishes it in a barrel.)

FROLLO:COWARD! TRAITOR! GYPSY'S PAWN
YOU'RE RELIEVED OF YOUR PATROL

PHOEBUS:Consider it my highest honour.

FROLLO:KYRIE ELEISON
GOD HAVE MERCY ON YOUR SOUL
Do away with this seditious ingrate.

CLOPIN:AND AS HIS BOW, THE SOLDIER DREW
WHO SHOULD APPEAR -- THE GYPSY ESMERALDA
SHE HURLED A STONE, THE ARROW FLEW
AND THEN THEY BOTH ESCAPED INTO THE DARK...

(Just as the SOLDIER draws back his bow, ESMERALDA hurls a stone and hits the soldier,
causing the arrow to miss its mark and strike PHOEBUS in the shoulder instead. As FROLLO turns, ESMERALDA runs off.)

FROLLO:Don't stand there, get them! I don't care if you have to burn down all of Paris!
HUNT DOWN THE GYPSY ESMERALDA
DON'T LET HER FLEE
AND VANISH IN THE NIGHT
THESE ARE THE FLAMES OF ESMERALDA
WHILE SHE IS FREE
OUR TORCHES WILL BURN BRIGHT

FROLLO & SOLDIERS:HUNT DOWN THE GYPSY ESMERALDA
DON'T LET HER FLEE
AND VANISH IN THE NIGHT
THESE ARE THE FLAMES OF ESMERALDA
WHILE SHE IS FREE
OUR TORCHES WILL BURN BRIGHT

(Lights come up on QUASIMODO, watching anxiously from the bell tower with the GARGOYLES as the city burns below.)

QUASIMODO:FIRE! FIRE! SMOKE AND FLAME
ESMERALDA, WHERE ARE YOU?
IN THIS DARK, I CALL YOUR NAME
IS THAT ALL THAT I CAN DO?

(Lights come up on PHOEBUS, hiding from the SOLDIERS.)

PHOEBUS:WHAT HAVE I DONE FOR ESMERALDA?
WHY DO I HEAR HER VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD?
WHY DO I THINK OF ESMERALDA
WITH MY CAREER AND PROSPCETS LEFT FOR DEAD?

FROLLO:ONCE MORE MY DUTY CALLS
PARIS IS BURNING
LIT TO EXPOSE THAT FURTIVE PAIR
SNEAKING ABOUT
OUT THERE...

QUASIMODO:OUT THERE
SOMEWHERE SHE IS LOST...

PHOEBUS:SOMEWHERE SHE IS LOST...

QUASIMODO & FROLLO:ESMERALDA!

QUASIMODO & PHOEBUS & FROLLO:WHERE IS THE GIRL CALLED ESMERALDA?
THE FLAMES GROW TALL
AND SHARP AS FLEUR-DE-LIS

CHORUS:MISERICORDIA

QUASIMODO & PHOEBUS & FROLLO:ALL PARIS BURNS FOR ESMERALDA
AND STILL IT ALL
COMES DOWN TO HER AND ME...

CHORUS:ET DONA NOBIS

FROLLO:THE DEVIL DWELLS IN ESMERALDA...

CHORUS:PACEM, PACEM

QUASIMODO:OH, ESMERALDA
OH, ESMERALDA

FROLLO:I'VE GOT TO FIGHT HIM...

PHOEBUS:I'VE GOT TO FIND HER...

(Cautiously, PHOEBUS leaves his hiding place, looking for ESMERALDA.)

FROLLO:RESIST HIS CHARM...

QUASIMODO & GARGOYLES & ARCHDEACON:WAKE UP THE CITY AND SOUND THE ALARM!

FROLLO & SOLDIERS:WAKE UP THE CITY AND SOUND THE ALARM!

CLOPIN & CHORUS:WAKE UP THE CITY AND SOUND THE ALARM!

(The SOLDIERS spot PHOEBUS. During the following, the SOLDIERS shoot their arrows at PHOEBUS
and he falls over the bridge into the river. ESMERALDA emerges from where she has been hiding in the shadows and dives in after him.)

ALL PRINCIPLES:THESE ARE THE FLAMES OF ESMERALDA

CHORUS:DONA NOBIS PACEM

ALL PRINCIPLES:THE NIGHT IS SINGING

CHORUS:DONA NOBIS PACEM

ALL PRINCIPLES:OF ESMERALDA...

CHORUS:DONA NOBIS PACEM

ALL PRINCIPLES:EVEN THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME!

CHORUS:AH AH AH
AH AH AH
AH AH AH AH AH AH

 
 
   
ACT TWO

(CITIZENS and SOLDIERS of Paris dash about the city as they sing.)

CITIZENS OF PARIS:CITY UNDER SIEGE
THERE ARE SOLDIERS MARCHING IN THE STREET
(MISERERE)
CITY UNDER SIEGE
THERE ARE CRIES AT NIGHT AND RUNNING FEET
(MISERERE)
CLOPIN:FROLLO AND HIS LEGIONS
POLICING THE STREETS UNCEASINGLY
CORDONING THE REGIONS
AND SEARCHING THEM ONE BY ONE
CITIZENS OF PARIS:LITTLE DID WE KNOW
WHEN OUR JUSTICE MINISTER
SAID THE GYPSIES OUGHT
TO BE BROUGHT TO NONE
SOMEHOW IT WOULD GROW
INTO SOMETHING SINISTER
TILL WE ALL ARE CAUGHT
IN A CITY UN-
DER SIEGE...

(Lights up on ESMERALDA and PHOEBUS on the ground. His head is in her lap as she cradles him gently.
Suddenly in the background, we see soldiers with torches searching about. She shakes him gently.)

ESMERALDA:You have to wake up now. (A beat) Please... try to get up.

(He begins to stir; she extricates herself from him and returns to an attitude that's all business.)

ESMERALDA:We have to get out of here.

PHOEBUS:(sitting up suddenly) Was I just... I thought I was...

(He tries to stand, but winces at the pain in his shoulder)

ESMERALDA:Careful with that shoulder.

(PHOEBUS holds his wound; stares at her for a beat.)

PHOEBUS:Did you --

ESMERALDA:Can you walk?

(She puts his arm around her and helps him up slowly.)

PHOEBUS:I think so...

(He stops.)

PHOEBUS:You... you just saved me, didn't you?

ESMERALDA:(smiling at him) No. I think you saved yourself.

CITIZENS OF PARIS:CITY UNDER SIEGE
THERE ARE SQUADRONS FLANKING EV'RY SIDE...

ESMERALDA:(letting go of him) I think you can stand on your own now.

PHOEBUS:It's much more enjoyable leaning on you.

ESMERALDA:It's dangerous here.

PHOEBUS:It's going to be dangerous everywhere for us now.

ESMERALDA:I have to go to the Court of Miracles.

PHOEBUS:I'll come with you.

ESMERALDA:No! You're not welcome there.

(She looks around, trying to think)

CITIZENS OF PARIS:CITY UNDER SIEGE
AND IT'S HARD TO FIND A PLACE TO HIDE...

ESMERALDA:Go to Notre Dame.

PHOEBUS:But there'll be soldiers all --

ESMERALDA:I know a way you can sneak in.

PHOEBUS:Are you sure we can't stay together?

ESMERALDA:Please, Phoebus. (A beat.) We've got to go!

(During the following, ESMERALDA leads PHOEBUS off.)

CITIZENS OF PARIS:ARMOURED MEN ON HORSES
IMPOSING A STATE OF MARTIAL LAW
MARSHALLING THEIR FORCES
TO FINISH WHAT THEY'VE BEGUN...

CLOPIN:Frollo's spies had infiltrated the city, even inside of the church.
If Phoebus believed that he would find refuge in Notre Dame unbeknownst to Frollo, he was mistaken...

CITIZENS OF PARIS:JUSTICE FROLLO TOLD US
THAT HE WAS FREEING US
FROM THE GYPSY HORDES
WHO WOULD OVERRUN
NOW WE'VE GOT GOT HIS SOLDIERS
OVERSEEING US
BRADISHING THEIR SWORDS
IN A CITY UN-
DER SIEGE...

(Segue to the belltower. QUASIMODO looks out from the parapet. We hear from the GARGOYLES, though they are still within their forms.)

QUASIMODO:What can be going on down there?

ANTOINE:The fire below has nothing to do with Esmeralda

QUASIMODO:I hope she's all right.

LONI:Worrying won't help her.

CHARLES:You should have insisted she stay here.

QUASIMODO:I should have insisted she stay here.

ANTOINE:If I know Esmeralda, she's well out of harm's way.

QUASIMODO:Do you really think so?

ANTOINE:No. But one can hope...

QUASIMODO:What if I never see her again?

LONI:Nonsense. You'll see her before you know it.

QUASIMODO:I will?

ANTOINE:Didn't you see the way she looked at you?

QUASIMODO:Uh uh.

ANTOINE:That was one of those "you haven't seen the last of me" looks.

LONI:You don't even know your own charms.

QUASIMODO:I guess I don't.

(The GARGOYLES begin to emerge.)

CHARLES:You really made an impression on the girl as much as I loathe to admit it.

ANTOINE:You are a unique pair. One of a kinds who've found each other.

LONI:Beautifully put.

ANTOINE:PARIS, THE CITY OF LOVERS
IS GLOWING THIS EVENING
TRUE, THAT'S BECAUSE IT'S ON FIRE
BUT STILL, 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...
A GUY LIKE YOU
SHE'S NEVER KNOWN, BOY
A GUY LIKE YOU
HAS CHARMS A GIRL IS RARELY SHOWN
YOU'VE GOT A LOOK
THAT'S ALL YOUR OWN, BOY
COULD THERE BE TWO?

CHARLES & LONI:LIKE YOU?

GARGOYLES:MAIS NON!

ANTOINE:THOSE OTHEER GUYS
THAT SHE COULD DANGLE
ALL LOOK THE SAME
FROM EV'RY BORING POINT OF VIEW
YOU'RE A SURPRISE
FROM EV'RY ANGLE
MON DIEU ABOVE!
SHE'S GOTTA LOVE
A GUY LIKE YOU

CHARLES:A GUY LIKE YOU
GETS EXTRA CREDIT
FOR HAVING, SO TO SPEAK
HIS OWN UNIQUE ALLURE

LONI:YOU SEE THAT FACE --
YOU DON'T FORGET IT!

CHARLES & LONI:WANT SOMETHING NEW?

ANTOINE:THAT'S YOU!

GARGOYLES:BIEN SUR!

LONI:WE ALL HAVE GAPED
AT SOME ADONIS...

CHARLES:BUT THEN WE CRAVE A MEAL
MORE NOURISHING TO CHEW

ANTOINE:AND SINCE YOU'RE SHAPED
LIKE A CROISSANT IS...

GARGOYLES:NO QUESTION OF
SHE'S GOTTA LOVE
A GUY LIKE YOU!

LONI:SOMETIMES THE TRUTH CAN BE CRUEL
CHERIE, BUT LET'S FACE IT...

CHARLES:THERE'S NO DISPUTE ABOUT
WHO IS THE CUTEST OF US...

GARGOYLES:THUS...

ANTOINE:THIS MADEMOISELLE

CHARLES & LONI:OUR DEAR MISS E.
SO SWEET AND SHY-LIKE

ANTOINE:WHAT JOY YOU BRING HER

CHARLES & LONI:I'M SURE THAT SHE
WOULD LIKE WHAT I LIKE

ANTOINE:A FOOL COULD TELL
SHE REALLY FELL FOR YOU-KNOW-WHO...

CHARLES & LONI:AND MON AMI
I LIKE A GUY LIKE YOU-KNOW-WHO...

GARGOYLES:YOU RING THE BELL
YOU'RE THE BELL RINGER!
WHEN SHE WANTS OHH-LA-LA
THEN SHE WANTS YOU LA LA
SHE WILL DISCOVER, GUY
YOUR ONE PRINCE OF A GUY
WHO WOULDN'T LOVE A GUY
LIKE YOU!

ANTOINE:YOU GOT A LOT
THE REST HAVE NOT
SHE'S GOTTA LOVE A GUY LIKE YOU!

(The ARCHDEACON appears, startling QUASIMODO.)

QUASIMODO:Sir...

ARCHDEACON:Quasimodo -- I have a favour to ask.

QUASIMODO:Favour?

(The ARCHDEACON looks offstage. PHOEBUS limps on.)

ARCHDEACON:This is Phoebus.

QUASIMODO:(angry) Frollo's soldier.

PHOEBUS:Not any longer.

QUASIMODO:(moving towards him) Out!

ARCHDEACON:He is injured, Quasimodo.

QUASIMODO:Go!

ARCHDEACON:Frollo is downstairs -- this man is his enemy now.
He already tried to kill him once. If he finds him, he will surely die.

QUASIMODO:Not here.

PHOEBUS:Esmeralda sent me.

QUASIMODO:Esmeralda?

PHOEBUS:She said you would help me -- hide me.

QUASIMODO:Where Esmeralda?

PHOEBUS:With the other Gypsies.

QUASIMODO:Should be here.

PHOEBUS:She's safe.

(The ARCHDEACON goes off to the side to keep watch.)

QUASIMODO:(panicked) Go!

PHOEBUS:Esmeralda said you were her friend. That you would protect me.

(We hear footsteps.)

ARCHDEACON:Frollo is coming.

(A beat. QUASIMODO throws PHOEBUS behind some boxes and puts a blanket over him.)

QUASIMODO:Here -- Quiet!

(FROLLO enters carrying a little basket of grapes. He is disheveled and on edge, though he does his best to conceal it.)

FROLLO:Why, look who's here. The good Archdeacon.

ARCHDEACON:I was seeing to Quasimodo -- looking in to see if there
was anything he needed. I know how busy you've been of late.

FROLLO:How thoughtful, as always, but I'm never too busy to see Quasimodo.
We have our lessons to consider. You will leave us to our work, won't you good Sir?

(The ARCHDEACON nods and exits; a beat.)

FROLLO:Have you taken notice of what's going on below, Quasimodo?

LONI:Say "yes."

QUASIMODO:Yes.

ANTOINE:Fires.

QUASIMODO:Fires, Sir.

FROLLO:Matters have got quite ugly, I'm afraid. Studying with you will be a welcomed relief. What book were we last on, Quasimodo?

CHARLES:Psalms.

QUASIMODO:Psalms, Sir.

FROLLO:Good.

(FROLLO sits. QUASIMODO doesn't move. FROLLO indicates that he has brought some grapes. QUASIMODO reluctantly reaches for one.)

FROLLO:You know, Psalms has always been one of our favourites, hasn't it?

QUASIMODO:Yes.

FROLLO:(looking about) Where is your Bible, Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:(running to get it) Here.

ANTOINE:I have a bad feeling about this.

FROLLO:(opening the Bible) Look what quote I turned to, Quasimodo. "The wicked shall not go unpunished."

(He looks at QUASIMODO, who is looking to the floor.)

FROLLO:Is there something troubling you, Quasimodo? I feel we've always gotten along so well --
you wouldn't be dishonest with me, would you Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:No, Master.

FROLLO:The other day, I asked if you had seen the Gypsy girl, Esmeralda, and you said - what did you say, Quasimodo?

QUASIMODO:No.

FROLLO:And I believed you. Yet she escaped from within these walls, didn't she?

(A beat.)

FROLLO:Didn't she?

QUASIMODO:Yes, Master.

FROLLO:No one knows Notre Dame quite like you, isn't that right?

(A beat.)

FROLLO:Quasimodo?

(He nods.)

FROLLO:You helped her escape, didn't you?

(A beat.)

QUASIMODO:Not really.

FROLLO:"Not really," did you say?

(He grabs the Bible and thrusts it towards him.)

FROLLO:Put your hand on this Bible.

(QUASIMODO freezes.)

FROLLO:PUT IT ON!

(QUASIMODO does.)

FROLLO:Now, swear to me that you did not help her.

(QUASIMODO begins to cry.)

FROLLO:Swear before God and all I have taught you.

(QUASIMODO pulls his hand off the Bible.)

FROLLO:And now all of Paris is burning! Because of you!

QUASIMODO:Sh-sh-she was kind --

FROLLO:Are you really that stupid? That was not kindness - it was cunning!

QUASIMODO:Showed me love -

FROLLO:Love? Gypsies are not capable of real love! (catching himself; a beat)
But don't worry, my boy. I have good news about the Gypsy girl.

QUASIMODO:What?

FROLLO:NEVER FEAR, BOY, NEVER DOUBT
I WILL SAVE YOU ONCE AGAIN
I KNOW WHERE SHE'S HIDING OUT
AND TOMORROW WITH MY MEN
I WILL SNARE THE VIXEN IN HER DEN...
At dawn, we will attack. Soon, she'll be out of our lives for good. I will free you and every other living soul from her evil spell.
I KNOW WHAT LITTLE CHOICE YOU HAD
YOU WERE SEDUCED, SEDUCED BY ESMERALDA
I KNOW YOU DON'T MEAN TO BE BAD
AND YOU FEEL GRATITUDE FOR ALL I'VE DONE
WHY, THERE ARE TIMES
I ALMOST THINK OF YOU
AS MY SON...

(He moves towards the door.)

FROLLO:I must get back to my troops. You stay here, Quasimodo.
It's too dangerous out there. Do not leave this church. Is that understood?

(QUASIMODO shakes his head "yes")

FROLLO:Very well.

(FROLLO exits. QUASIMODO moves to the parapet as PHOEBUS, moaning, emerges from behind the boxes.)

PHOEBUS:We have to get to Esmeralda.

QUASIMODO:You sick.

PHOEBUS:We have to warn her and the others...

(QUASIMODO has taken ESMERALDA'S amulet from around his neck and is examining it.)

PHOEBUS:What's in your hand?

QUASIMODO:She gave me. Find Esmeralda. (remembering) "When wear this woven band, hold city in hand..."

PHOEBUS:What?

QUASIMODO:(looking down at the city, then pointing to the amulet) City. Cathedral, and river -- and --=

PHOEBUS:What are you talking --

QUASIMODO:(getting angry) City from above -

PHOEBUS:I've never seen a map that looks like --

(QUASIMODO grabs PHOEBUS and lifts him into the air, dragging him over to the edge of the precipice.)

QUASIMODO:Look!

PHOEBUS:(nervously looking down) Okay, it's a map. It's a map. Looks just like the city from above.

CHARLES:Careful there.

PHOEBUS:Now put me down. Put me down.

LONI:Put him down, Quasimodo.

(He does.)

PHOEBUS:Wonderful, now I can't use either arm. Come on. Bring that...
thing and we'll find her together. I don't know Paris very well -- I'll need your help.

CHARLES:You can't go out there again.

QUASIMODO:Can't go out.

PHOEBUS:(grabbing amulet) Then give me this and I'll go alone.

QUASIMODO:(grabbing it back) She gave me.

PHOEBUS:Don't you understand what will happen if Frollo finds Esmeralda?

QUASIMODO:Can't go out!

PHOEBUS:LOOK, I DON'T PRETEND
TO BE YOUR DEAREST FRIEND
AND I DON'T LIKE ASKING ANYONE FOR A FAVOUR
BUT ESMERALDA'S IN A TRAP
AND ONLY YOU CAN READ HER MAP
DON'T YOU THINK YOU OWE IT TO HER TO SAVE HER?
SCARED OR NOT,
WE HAVE GOT
TO TRY AND SAVE HER

(QUASIMODO is huddled in fear by the GARGOYLES, clutching the amulet. PHOEBUS crouches beside him.)

PHOEBUS:LIFE IS FULL OF SPIKES AND THORNS
FULL OF THINGS THAT WOUND AND CHAFE
SO WE START THE SECOND WE'RE BORN
LEARNING HOW TO PLAY IT SAFE
THEN ONE DAY COMES A CHOICE THAT'S CLEAR
COMES A CHOICE YOU'RE FRIGHTENED OF
AND YOU PASS IT BY OUT OF FEAR
OR YOU DO IT OUT OF LOVE...

GARGOYLES:OR YOU DO IT OUT OF LOVE...

QUASIMODO:(to GARGOYLES) Stop.

PHOEBUS:I DON'T SAY SOMEONE LIKE YOU
DOESN'T HAVE GOOD CAUSE TO HIDE...

CHARLES:GOOD CAUSE TO HIDE...

PHOEBUS:SO MUCH PAIN SO PLAINLY IN VIEW
PLAINLY SO MUCH MORE INSIDE...

LONI:MUCH MORE INSIDE...

PHOEBUS(indicating to ANTOINE):HUDDLED BY THIS WATERSPOUT...

ANTOINE:Waterspout?!

PHOEBUS:WATCHING LIFE FROM FAR ABOVE

PHOEBUS & CHARLES:WHY SHOULD YOU GO VENTURING OUT?

PHOEBUS:YOU GO OUT THERE OUT OF LOVE

GARGOYLES:YOU GO OUT THERE OUT OF LOVE

QUASIMODO:(to PHOEBUS) This way...

(A musical transition to the streets of Paris, where we see Notre Dame in the near distance.
QUASIMODO and PHOEBUS walk stealthily along, QUASIMODO consulting the amulet.
Suddenly, they hear soldiers and duck into an alley to avoid them.)

SOLDIERS:CITY UNDER SIEGE
WE HAVE ORDERS DOUBLING PATROLS...

PHOEBUS:Quick! In here...

SOLDIERS:CITY UNDER SIEGE
FIND THE GYPSIES HIDING IN THEIR HOLES...

QUASIMODO:Dangerous. Shouldn't help you.

PHOEBUS:It's not for me, it's for Esmeralda.

SOLDIERS:ANYBODY CAUGHT IN
THE ACT OF ABETTING GYPSIES IS
SUBJECT TO BE BROUGHT IN
AND TREATED AS ONE OF THEM...

PHOEBUS:We'll wait here for a moment.

(He looks at QUASIMODO, realises his feelings.)

PHOEBUS:You like Esmeralda, don't you?

(QUASIMODO doesn't respond.)

PHOEBUS:After all, she's very beautiful.

QUASIMODO:Kind.

PHOEBUS:She is kind. And brave.

QUASIMODO:Smart.

PHOEBUS:And smart.

QUASIMODO:Loyal.

PHOEBUS:And beautiful.

QUASIMODO:Beautiful.

PHOEBUS:I like her too. And I believe she likes me...

QUASIMODO:You're handsome.

PHOEBUS:And kind, and brave?

QUASIMODO:Handsome.

PHOEBUS:Is that the only reason she likes me?

QUASIMODO:Yes.

PHOEBUS:Well, I happen to know she likes you too.

QUASIMODO:Likes me?

PHOEBUS:She said you were kind.

QUASIMODO:She said me?

PHOEBUS:Said you could be trusted.

QUASIMODO:(very pleased) Likes me.

PHOEBUS:(seeing the coast is clear) Quickly, we'd better go now.

(QUASIMODO forges ahead, PHOEBUS gamely trailing in his wake.)

PHOEBUS:ESMERALDA, NOW YOU'LL SEE...

QUASIMODO:ESMERALDA...

PHOEBUS:HOW DEVOTED I CAN SEEM...

QUASIMODO:THE CHANCE IS SLIM...

PHOEBUS:TO SAVE YOU, I'M WILLING TO BE...

QUASIMODO:BUT TO SAVE YOU...

PHOEBUS:PART OF THIS PECULIAR TEAM...

QUASIMODO:I'M HELPING HIM...

PHOEBUS:WILL WE FAIL? IT'S NIP-AND-TUCK
BUT WHEN PUSH HAS COME TO SHOVE...

QUASIMODO:BUT ALL I'M CERTAIN OF...

PHOEBUS:I BELIEVE YOU'RE OUT OF LUCK
ONLY WHEN YOU'RE OUT OF LOVE

QUASIMODO:I MUST DO IT OUT OF LOVE

PHOEBUS:WHAT I DO IS...

PHOEBUS & QUASIMODO:OUT OF LOVE.

(QUASIMODO stops. He studies the amulet. He drops to the ground and listens.)

PHOEBUS:Shhh, listen.

(PHOEBUS and QUASIMODO are on high and as they look over the edge, we see the Gypsies appear,
dancing to a beautiful and soulful version of "Balancing Act." They watch in wonderment as
the dance unfolds, when suddenly they turn to realise they have a couple of Gypsy LIEUTENANTS behind them.)

LIEUTENANTS:Look what we've found.

(They grab the men, gag them and tie them, and bring them below.)

GYPSIES:(overlapping) Spies! Hang-em!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Looky, looky...

GYPSIES:(overlapping) Hang-em! String-em up!

KING OF THE GYPSIES:You're very clever to have found our hideaway.
But Justice Frollo can't know of our whereabouts - which is not good for the two of you!

(ESMERALDA enters.)

ESMERALDA:Stop! Quiet! What are you doing? These men are my friends.

(The CROWD responds.)

ESMERALDA:No, no. The bell-ringer helped me escape, and this is Phoebus --

KING OF THE GYPSIES:That may be all well and good, but they're not our friends. And how did they find us, Esmeralda?

(ESMERALDA walks to the stage and begins to take off their gags.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:You should know better.

QUASIMODO:(as he is ungagged) Esmeralda! Came to warn you!

PHOEBUS:(to everyone) Frollo knows your hiding place!

QUASIMODO:Coming at dawn!

(The CROWD reacts.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:All right, all right! Keep calm. How do you know this?

QUASIMODO:Frollo.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:And why should anyone believe you?

ESMERALDA:I believe him.

PHOEBUS:I heard it as well.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:All right, all right. Everyone go gather your things. You know what we have to do.

(The CROWD disperses; the KING OF THE GYPSIES approaches ESMERALDA.)

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Esmeralda, you have to go. You have to leave Paris.

PHOEBUS:What?

KING OF THE GYPSIES:(to ESMERALDA) It's too dangerous with you among us. I'm sorry.
Maybe when Frollo learns that you've left town, he'll get off our backs.

PHOEBUS:That's ridiculous, she doesn't have to --

ESMERALDA:No. He's right. (to KING) I understand. I have to leave here.

KING OF THE GYPSIES:Good. Good. Nothing personal, of course.

PHOEBUS:Of course.

(The KING OF THE GYPSIES leaves them.)

QUASIMODO:Esmeralda - some to belltower.

ESMERALDA:Thank you, Quasimodo. But I have to leave the city. For everyone's sake.

PHOEBUS:I'll go with you.

ESMERALDA:Phoebus...

PHOEBUS:I'll help you get out of the city. I can't stay here either.

ESMERALDA:I suppose that's true.

PHOEBUS:Besides, I want to be with you, Esmeralda - wherever you are. You know that.

(She stares at him for a moment - then throws her arms around him in a long hug.
QUASIMODO is stunned. He slowly retreats.)

ESMERALDA:THIS SHOULD BE THE SADDEST NIGHT OF MY LIFE
LOST MY HOME AND NEW-FOUND FAMILY TOO
THINGS LOOKED BLACK AS CAN BE
THEN MIRACULOUSLY
ALL AT ONCE I FIND A HOME
ANEW IN YOU...

QUASIMODO(as he watches, heartbroken):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...

ESMERALDA & PHOEBUS:IN THIS PLACE OF MIRACLES
HERE'S THE STRANGEST WONDER YET...

QUASIMODO:ONCE MORE, THIS PAIN...

ESMERALDA & PHOEBUS:I'VE GONE SOLO ALL MY LIFE
NOW I'M PART OF THIS DUET...

QUASIMODO:I'VE GONE SOLO ALL MY LIFE
SOLO I REMAIN...

ESMERALDA:WHAT A STUNNING TURNABOUT...

PHOEBUS:GYPSY'S HAND IN SOLDIER'S GLOVE...

QUASIMODO:I'M STILL THE CROWN PRINCE OF OUCASTS...

ESMERALDA & PHOEBUS:OUTCASTS READY TO BE CAST OUT...

PHOEBUS:IF WE'RE NEVER OUT OF LOVE...

ESMERALDA:ALL WE'VE DONE IS OUT OF LOVE...

QUASIMODO:I'M DOOM TO LIVE FOREVER...

ALL THREE:OUT OF LOVE.

(PHOEBUS and ESMERALDA kiss as QUASIMODO turns away.
The KING OF THE GYPSIES and the other GYPSIES, now carrying their belongings, return to see the pair.)

FROLLO:How touching.

(PHOEBUS grabs ESMERALDA and they try to cross the stage. SOLDIERS appear everywhere.)

FROLLO:Thank you, Quasimodo.

ESMERALDA:What?

FROLLO:Why, he led me right to you. And look who else I've found.
Captain Phoebus. I should have known you'd be a good swimmer.

(FROLLO signals to his SOLDIERS, who approach and restrain PHOEBUS and ESMERALDA.)

FROLLO:There'll be a little bonfire in the square tomorrow and you're the guests of honour. (to his men) Take them away.

(ESMERALDA and PHOEBUS are led away in opposite directions. QUASIMODO stares blankly after them.)

FROLLO:(to QUASIMODO) It's a terrible thing for a teacher when he realises
his student has heard nothing he has said. (to SOLDIER) Take him back to the belltower. And make sure he stays there.

(QUASIMODO and SOLDIERS exit. Alone, FROLLO quietly prays.)

FROLLO:BEATA MARIA
ONCE MORE IN PRAISE OF YOU I SING
ONCE AGAIN MY FAITH PROVES JUSTIFIED
BEATA MARIA
I THANK YOU FOR DELIVERING
THE PAGAN TEMPTRESS, BOUND AND CHAINED
MY TRIUMPH ALWAYS PRE-ORDAINED
WITH GOD'S AVENGING ANGELS ON MY SIDE
WITH GOD'S AVENGING ANGELS ON MY SIDE...

(Lights fade to black.)

(SEGUE to the jail where ESMERALDA sits in a cell, shackled. FROLLO enters.
He pauses for a moment and stares at her. She looks away.)

FROLLO:Oh my dear, you look very uncomfortable.

(No response.)

FROLLO:It's a terrible mess you've gotten yourself into, isn't it?

(No response.)

FROLLO:You shouldn't be so quiet - I am your only hope of getting out of here. I want to help you.

ESMERALDA:You want to help me?

FROLLO:Yes. (A beat.) I fear your spell has finally taken hold.

ESMERALDA:My spell?

FROLLO:Yes. You know what I mean.

ESMERALDA:No, I don't know what you mean.

FROLLO:You are quite an amazing creature. One might even say, powerful.

ESMERALDA:What do you want?

FROLLO:I think you know what I want... It will save you.

ESMERALDA:I'd rather die.

FROLLO:(cold) And you would rather your friend Phoebus die as well?

(She sits up.)

FROLLO:I will save his life.

ESMERALDA:(contemptuous) But I am a Gypsy. You would have a Gypsy?

FROLLO:(moving closer to her) Sometimes we are drawn to the very things that repel us...

ESMERALDA:You are truly evil.

FROLLO:No, Esmeralda. My curse is that I am truly human.
GYPSY WITCH, YOU ROUSE IN ME
THE FOOLISH WISH TO SET YOU FREE
I'LL TAKE YOU SOMEWHERE I CAN BE
YOUR SANCTUARY
I WILL SAVE YOU, SORCERESS
AND RAISE YOU UP TO HOLINESS
FOREVER WE WILL SHARE A BLESSED
SANCTUARY
Well, my dear? Think over what I have just offered. Save yourself. And your Phoebus...

(He walks away as the jail set recedes. He drops to his knees.)

FROLLO:HELLFIRE
DARK FIRE
NOW, GYPSY, IT'S YOUR TURN
CHOOSE ME OR
YOUR PYRE
BE MINE OR YOU WILL BURN...

(Lights fade.)

(QUASIMODO is chained to two columns.)

LONI:Quasimodo! Do you see what's going on down there?

(No response.)

ANTOINE:They're building a pyre.

CHARLES:You know what that means, Quasimodo.

LONI:The girl needs your help.

CHARLES:I fear you're the only one who will save Esmeralda.

(No response.)

ANTOINE:I thought you loved her.

QUASIMODO:(holding his hands over his ears) Quiet.

LONI:What is it? What happened out there?

ANTOINE:Did she fall for the soldier?

(No response.)

ANTOINE:I was afraid of that.

QUASIMODO:Go away...

CHARLES:Whatever transpired, Quasimodo, you must --

QUASIMODO:Not going out. Bad things come when I leave. Always bad...

LONI:Nonsense. That's not my boy talking!

QUASIMODO:WHAT DO YOU KNOW OF ME?
WHAT DO YOU KNOW OF ALL THE THINGS I FEEL?
YOU'RE ONLY MADE OF STONE
WHO IS IT THAT YOU SEE
INSTEAD OF SEEING WHAT I AM FOR REAL --
THIS TWISTED FLESH AND BONE

ANTOINE:But Quasimodo, inside you is...

QUASIMODO:YOU'RE A LIAR!
WITH EV'RY NEW EXCUSE YOU TRY OUT
YOU ONLY MAKE ME WANT TO CRY OUT:
"WOULD THAT I WERE
MADE OF STONE LIKE YOU..."

CHARLES:Quasimodo, it's obvious you...

QUASIMODO(turning to CHARLES):YOU ACT SO SMART, IT SMARTS
SO WHY HAS NOT A SINGLE WORD YOU'VE SAID
BEEN ANY HELP AT ALL?

LONI:Quasimodo...

QUASIMODO(He now turns on her):AND YOU, THE QUEEN OF HEARTS
THE MORE YOUR HOPES AND FANCIES FILL MY HEAD
THE FARTHER THAT I FALL
SHUT MY BRAIN DOWN!
IF I WERE SENSELESS, I'D PREFER IT
ANOTHER GARGOYLE ON THIS TURRET
SPITTING RAIN DOWN
TO THE STONES BELOW...
NO!
I'VE WASTED MY FAITH
BELIEVING IN SAINTS OF PLASTER
BUT THE ONLY ONE WORTH
BELIEVING IN WAS MY MASTER
HE'S THE ONE WHO NEVER LIED
HE TOLD ME IT WAS CRUEL OUTSIDE
HE TOLD ME HOW I HAD TO HIDE
HIS WORDS WERE COLD AS STONE
BUT THEY WERE TRUE
NOT LIKE YOU
TAKE ALL THE DREAMS YOU'VE SOWN
TAKE ALL YOUR LIES
AND LEAVE ME ALONE!

ANTOINE:ALL RIGHT, QUASIMODO
WE'LL LEAVE YOU ALONE

CHARLES:ALL RIGHT, QUASIMODO
WE'LL TROUBLE YOU NO LONGER

LONI:YOU'RE RIGHT, QUASIMODO
WE'RE ONLY MADE OF STONE

GARGOYLES:WE JUST THOUGHT THAT YOU WERE
MADE OF SOMETHING STRONGER...

(One by one, the GARGOYLES turn back into stone. QUASIMODO
reaches out to them for a moment... then turns his back on them.)

QUASIMODO:AND NOW I'M ON MY OWN
NEVER AGAIN TO WONDER WHAT'S "OUT THERE"
LET IT REMAIN UNKNOWN
AND MY ONE HUMAN EYE
WILL EVERMORE BE DRY
UNTIL THE DAY I DIE
AS IF I
WERE MADE OF STONE!

(He retreats to a corner of the tower and freezes.)

(PHOEBUS is brought in by a GUARD.

GUARD:Justice Frollo thought you might like to see this one.

ESMERALDA:I'm sure he did.

(The GUARD exits.)

ESMERALDA:Don't look so sad.

PHOEBUS:Don't look so sad? This hasn't been what I would call a particularly joyous visit to Paris.

(She smiles.)

ESMERALDA:Frollo was here a few hours ago -

PHOEBUS:Lucky you.

ESMERALDA:He's offered to set me free.

PHOEBUS:What?

ESMERALDA:He wants to take me away.

PHOEBUS:Esmeralda, do it. Save yourself. Do anything you have to.

ESMERALDA:That's not what I would call saving myself. But it would save you though.

PHOEBUS:Me?

ESMERALDA:He'll spare you if I -

PHOEBUS:No. Don't do it for me. Do it for yourself.

ESMERALDA:Never. I wish I could, believe me. But I can't.

PHOEBUS:You're an amazing person, you know that?

ESMERALDA:Am I?

PHOEBUS:I think you are.

(She smiles at him.)

PHOEBUS:I wouldn't want to live without you.

ESMERALDA:Shhh. Please don't...

PHOEBUS:Well, I don't have much experience being the one in the stockade.

ESMERALDA(A beat.):I've been thinking about so much. So many things seem clear to me now. Odd timing, huh?

PHOEBUS:Perfect timing, I'd say.

ESMERALDA:I USED TO BELIEVE
IN THE DAYS I WAS NAIVE
THAT I'D LIVE TO SEE
A DAY OF JUSTICE DAWN
AND THOUGH I WILL DIE
LONG BEFORE THAT MORNING COMES
I'LL DIE WHILE BELIEVING STILL
IT WILL COME WHEN I AM GONE.
SOMEDAY
WHEN WE ARE WISER
WHEN THE WORLD'S OLDER
WHEN WE HAVE LEARNED
I PRAY
SOMEDAY WE MAY YET LIVE
TO LIVE AND LET LIVE
SOMEDAY...

PHOEBUS:SOMEDAY...

ESMERALDA:LIFE WILL BE FAIRER...

PHOEBUS:LIFE WILL BE FAIRER...

ESMERALDA: NEED WILL BE RARER...

PHOEBUS:NEED WILL BE RARER...

ESMERALDA:GREED WILL NOT PAY...

PHOEBUS:GREED WILL NOT PAY...

ESMERALDA:GOD SPEED...

PHOEBUS:GOD SPEED...

ESMERALDA:THIS BRIGHT MILLENNIUM...

PHOEBUS:THIS BRIGHT MILLENNIUM...

ESMERALDA:ON ITS WAY...

ESMERALDA & PHOEBUS:LET IT COME
SOMEDAY

(SOLDIERS come for ESMERALDA and PHOEBUS and lead them
out into the town square as a CROWD gathers to witness the execution.)

CROWD:SOMEDAY
WHEN WE ARE WISER
WHEN THE WORLD'S OLDER
WHEN WE HAVE LEARNED
I PRAY
SOMEDAY WE MAY YET LIVE
TO LIVE AND LET LIVE

ESMERALDA(to PHOEBUS):THERE ARE SOME DAYS
BLACK AND BITTER
IT SEEMS WE HAVEN'T GOT A PRAYER

PHOEBUS:BUT A PRAYER FOR SOMETHING BETTER...

PHOEBUS & ESMERALDA:IS THE ONE THING WE ALL SHARE...

CHORUS:WE ALL SHARE...
WE ALL SHARE...

PHOEBUS & ESMERALDA & CHORUS:WE ALL SHARE...
SOMEDAY
OUR FIGHT WILL BE WON THEN
WE'LL STAND IN THE SUN THEN
THAT BRIGHT AFTERNOON
TILL THEN
ON DAYS WHEN THE SUN IS GONE
HOPE LIVES ON
WISH UPON THE MOON
CHANGE WILL COME

PHOEBUS:ONE DAY...

CROWD:SOMEDAY...

ESMERALDA:SOON.

(A CROWD has begun to gather around a stage where the pyre has been built. PHOEBUS is brought in and shackled.)

CHORUS:JUDEX CREDERIS
ESSE VENTURUS
IN TE DOMINE
SPERAVI
NON CONFUNDAR
IN AETERNUM
SALVUM FAC
POPULUM TU-UM
JUDEX CREDERIS

(FROLLO enters. Two guards tie ESMERALDA to the pyre. They finish,
he ascends the steps and reads from a scroll. The ARCHDEACON peers from the cathedral doors,
prevented from advancing by a battalion of armed GUARDS.)

FROLLO:The prisoner Esmeralda has been found guilty of entering the city of Paris illegally;
guilty of public insubordination and guilty of the crime of witchcraft. The sentence is death!

CHORUS:KYRIE ELEISON

(The CROWD pushes towards the platform. SOLDIERS push back the throng.)

ARCHDEACON:Let her go, Frollo. You know she has done nothing to deserve this.

FROLLO:On the contrary, good sir. But I will give her this opportunity to recant in order to save herself.

ARCHDEACON:Good. Speak, young woman. Tell him you mean no harm. Apologise for whatever it is you're accused of.

FROLLO(moving closer to her):Think of what I offered, Esmeralda.

(A beat. ESMERALDA turns as if to speak, then spits in FROLLO'S face. FROLLO wipes his face.
He stares at ESMERALDA for an instant, then hands a torch to a SOLDIER, who lights it.)

FROLLO:For justice... For Paris... And for her own salvation, it's my sacred duty to send this unholy demon back to her maker.

CHORUS:KYRIE ELEI
KYRIE ELEISON

(FROLLO nods to the SOLDIER who lights the fire. Smoke begins to engulf ESMERALDA. She passes out.)

CHORUS:LIBERA ME DOMINE
LIBERA ME DOMINE
DE MORTE AETERNA
IN DIE ILLA
TREMENDA
QUANDO COELI
MOVENDI SUNT

(We hear a loud scream and from the top of the belltower, QUASIMODO jumps from a rope and
descends the church facade. He then swings from a parapet to the pyre where he frees ESMERALDA and hoists her over his shoulder.)

CHORUS:COELI ET TERRA
DUM VENERE JUDICARE
SAECULUM PER IGNEM

(SOLDIERS storm forward. He grabs a flaming beam and swings it in front of them,
batting the SOLDIERS out of his way. Then he tosses the burning stake at the SOLDIERS. They retreat.)

CHORUS:OH SALUTARIS
SALUTARIS HOSTIA
QUAE CAELI
PANDIS OSTIUM
BELLA PREMUNT HOSTILIA
DA ROBURFER
AUXILI UMSIT
SEMPITERNA GLORIA SIT
SEMPITERNA GLORIA SIT
SEMPITERNA GLORA
GLORIA GLORIA SEMPER

(QUASIMODO storms towards Notre Dame and climbs the steps to the church.
He lifts her above his head and cries out...)

CHORUS:SANCTUS

QUASIMODO:Sanctuary!

CHORUS:SANCTUS

QUASIMODO:Sanctuary!

(Then he enters the church.)

CHORUS:INEXELSIS

FROLLO:Captain! Seize the cathedral.

SOLDIER:But sir, the laws of sanctuary --

FROLLO:I negate the laws of sanctuary! Open those doors!

(The SOLDIERS attempt to open the church doors. They are suddenly startled by
a cry from above. They look up and scatter out of the way as QUASIMODO hurls a giant wooden beam down on them.)

CHORUS:MORS STUPEBIT ET NATURA
CUM RESURGET CREATURA
JUDICANTI RESPONSURA
AHHH --
JUDEX ERGO CUM SEDEBIT
NIL IN ULTUM REMANEBIT...

(The SOLDIERS pick up the beam and begin to batter down the doors of the cathedral as...)

PHOEBUS:SOMEDAY
OUR FIGHT WILL BE WON THEN
WE'LL STAND IN THE SUN THEN
THAT BRIGHT AFTERNOON
TILL THEN
ON DAYS WHEN THE SUN IS GONE
HOPE LIVES ON
WISH UPON THE MOON

(With a roar, the CROWD begins to battle the SOLDIERS; some free PHOEBUS, who joins in the fray. The KING OF THE GYPSIES engages in battle with a SOLDIER. The SOLDIER swings his sword and chops off the KING'S leg. He falls to the ground, wincing in pain. During the following, QUASIMODO throws stones from the tower, pushes down SOLDIERS' ladders, and finally sets fire to vats of lead and pours it into the gargoyle spouts.)

QUASIMODO:COME ALL YOU SAINTS OF STONE
ALL YOU GARDIANS AND GARGOYLES
HURL DOWN STONES INTO THE NIGHT
THROW THE LADDERS DOWN AND LIGHT
THESE VATS OF LEAD
STEAMING, BOILING STREAMS OF LEAD
BURNING LEAD, AND LET THE
FLAMES GROW HIGHER
OH, SAINTS AND MONSTERS
SHOW YOUR POWER
HELP ME TO SEND THIS
RAGING SHOWER
RAINING FIRE
ON THE STONE BELOW...

(Streams of molten lead pour from the spouts of the church towers on to the
SOLDIERS below. But just before they do, FROLLO'S men break through the doors and we see FROLLO enter the cathedral.)

CHORUS:AH AH AH
AH AH AH
AH AH AH AH AH AH

(Screams of pain echoing from below as the SOLDIERS run for safety. Lights fade to black.
QUASIMODO climbs back in from the parapet. ESMERALDA lies in one corner and he goes to her.)

QUASIMODO:We've done it, Esmeralda! Beaten them back. Esmeralda, wake up, you're safe...
SAFE AGAIN AT THE TOP OF THE WORLD
LOOK, ESMERALDA -- YOU'RE SAFE NOW, I PROMISE
NO ONE EVER WILL HURT YOU AGAIN
NOW YOU CAN OPEN YOUR EYES...

(But she does not move or even appear to breathe.)

QUASIMODO:Oh, no... Esmeralda...
CHORUS:OOO-OOO
OOO-OOO
OOO-OOO

(He gently takes her hand. FROLLO stands in the doorway unseen by QUASIMODO.
He steps towards ESMERALDA and puts his hand on QUASIMODO'S shoulder.)

FROLLO:Is she dead? It was my duty, you know?

QUASIMODO:Duty?

FROLLO:Horrible as it was. Having to impose the law -- it gave me no pleasure.
You know that, Quasimodo. You know me better than anyone, don't you?
AT LAST, WE'RE FREE OF ESMERALDA
NOW THAT SHE'S GONE, HER POISON DIES WITH HER
NOW THAT WE'RE DONE WITH ESMERALDA
WE CAN GO ON, AS CLOSE AS ONCE WE WERE
HERE IN OUR SANCTUARY
SANCTUARY...

QUASIMODO:No sanctuary! You said --

(QUASIMODO lunges at him with a snarl. FROLLO pulls a dagger
from his belt and moves towards QUASIMODO.)

LONI:Quasimodo!

ANTOINE:Turn around!

CHARLES:Quickly!

(He suddenly turns and easily grabs FROLLO'S arm, which he squeezes with all his might.)

QUASIMODO:Shall smite the wicked.

(QUASIMODO stands, grabs FROLLO'S shoulder and backs him up towards the parapet. The GARGOYLES appear.)

CHORUS:DIES IRAE...

FROLLO:Now, let go of me Quasimodo.

CHORUS:DIES ILLA

FROLLO:Let me go!

CHORUS:SOLVET SAECULUM IN FAVILLA
TESTE DAVID CUM SYBILLA

ANTOINE & CHORUS:"THE WICKED SHALL NOT GO UNPUNISH-ED..."

CHARLES & CHORUS:"THE HEART OF THE WICKED IS OF LITTLE WORTH..."

LONI & CHORUS:"THE WICKED SHALL NOT GO UNPUNISH-ED..."

CHORUS:QUANTUS TREMOR EST FUTURUS
QUANDO JUDEX EST VENTURUS

FROLLO:You don't want to hurt me --

ANTOINE:Yes. You do.

CHORUS:AH AH AH
AH AH AH

QUASIMODO:You are a good teacher, Master Frollo. A very good teacher!

CHORUS:AH AH AH
AH AH AHHH...

(He forcefully pushes FROLLO over the edge of the balcony.
The GARGOYLES smile encouragement at QUASIMODO as he looks over the edge.)

LONI:THE WORLD IS CRUEL

ANTOINE:THE WORLD IS UGLY

CHARLES:BUT THERE ARE TIMES
AND THERE ARE PEOPLE
WHEN THE WORLD IS NOT

GARGOYLES:AND AT ITS CRUEL-EST
IT'S STILL THE ONLY WORLD WE'VE GOT
LIGHT AND DARK
FOUL AND FAIR

QUASIMODO:OUT THERE...
OUT THERE
WAITING THERE FOR ME
LOVE... AND FEAR... AND HEARTBREAK
STILL WE'RE BORN TO BE
OUT THERE...

(As QUASIMODO starts back to ESMERALDA, PHOEBUS comes into the room.
QUASIMODO sees him and stops. PHOEBUS goes to ESMERALDA, who is still.
QUASIMODO looks away as PHOEBUS carries ESMERALDA out.)

CHORUS:SOMEDAY
OUR FIGHT WILL BE WON THEN
WE'LL STAND IN THE SUN THEN
THAT BRIGHT AFTERNOON
TILL THEN
ON DAYS WHEN THE SUN IS GONE
HOPE LIVES ON
WISH UPON THE MOON
CHANGE WILL COME
ONE DAY
SOMEDAY SOON...

(Darkness falls as CLOPIN, hobbling on his peg-leg, walks forward.)

CLOPIN:MORNING IN PARIS, A NEW DAY IS HERE
SING THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME
ENDING THE TALE OF YOUR POOR BALLADEER
SING THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME
AND I WISH I COULD LEAVE YOU A MORAL
LIKE A TRINKET YOU HOLD IN YOUR PALM...
BUT...
HERE IS A RIDDLE TO GUESS IF YOU CAN
SING THE BELLS OF NOTRE DAME
WHAT MAKES A MONSTER AND WHAT MAKES A MAN?

CHORUS:SING THE BELLS, BELLS, BELLS, BELLS etc.

CLOPIN:WHATEVER THEIR PITCH, YOU
CAN FEEL THEM BEWITCH YOU
THE RICH AND THE RITUAL KNELLS
OF THE...

ALL:BELLS OF NOTRE DAME!
AH AH AH
AH AH AH
AH AH AH AH AH AH
AH AH AH AH AH AH