"We always said you were the cute one."
"I thought I was the cute one!"
"No, you're the fat, stupid one with the big mouth!"
"What're you saying, exactly?"
"Have you ever attended a peasant festival, Captain?"
"Not recently, sir."
"Then there should be quite an education for you. Come along."
"And He shall smite the wicked and plunge them into the fiery pit..."
"Look, I appreciate all that you're trying to do, but let's not get ahead of ourselves. Ugliest face in all of Paris, remember? I don't think I'm her type."
"Candlelight, privacy, Romantic music. Can't think of a more perfect setting for hand-to-hand combat."
"The name's Phoebus. It means Sun God."
"I'm sorry, master. I will never disobey you again.
"Oh, look, a mime.
"What a woman!
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, the piECE-de-resistance!
"You think he's ugly now, watch this!
"I think...you're hiding something.
"Good morning. Will today be the day? You ready to fly?" (baby bird chirps sadly) "You sure? Good day to try! Why, if-if I picked a day to fly, oh, this would be it!
"It is a trick to watch the colorful pageantry of the simple peasant folk.
"And now, I'm going to do what I should have done...20 YEARS AGO!
Frollo and Quasimodo:
"Frollo: "Remember, Quasimodo, this is your sanctuary."
Quasimodo: "My sanctuary."
-Frollo and Quasimodo"
Quasimodo and Frollo:
"Quaismodo: "You'e right! I'll go! I'll get cleaned up, I'll stroll down those stairs, I'll march THROUGH the doors, and..." Frollo: "Good morning, Quasimodo."
-Quasimodo and Frollo"
"(gobbling his grapes) " 'Tis very good. Thank you." (Pheobus moans, he kicks him in the chin, then coughs loudly) "Seeds."
"What? What am I supposed to do? Go out there and rescue the girl from the--from the jaws of death and the whole town will cheer like I'm some kind of a hero? She already has her knight-in-shining-armor, and it's NOT me!
"Look. I'VE lived up in the bell tower for 20 years, and I think I know what the city looks like from above, and this is it!