Hugo:
Hey-hey! There he is!
[He, Laverne, and Victor rush to cheer and applaud Quasi, who's walking back to the bell tower, glad to be rid of Phoebus]
Victor:
Gizmo! You ejected that tin-plated baboon with great panache!
Hugo:
The *nerve* of him, snoopin' around here, trying to steal your girl.
Quasimodo:
*My* girl?
Laverne:
Esmeralda. Dark hair, works with a goat. Remember?
Hugo:
Boy, I do! Way to go, lover boy!
Quasimodo:
"Lover boy"? Oh, no, no--no, no!
Laverne:
Aw, don't be so modest.
Quasimodo:
Look, I appreciate what you're all trying to do, but let's not fool ourselves. "Ugliest face in all of Paris", remember? I don't think I'm her type.
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