[Quasimodo is chained down, the gargoyles are encouraging him to free himself]
Hugo:
Come on, Quasi, snap out of it!
Victor:
Your friends are down there!
Quasimodo:
[despondently and weakly]
It's all my fault.
Laverne:
[as she, Hugo, and Victor try tugging the chains]
You gotta break these chains!
Quasimodo:
[slightly indignantly]
I can't. I tried. What difference would it make?
Victor:
But you can't let Frollo *win*!
Quasimodo:
[despondently again]
He already has.
Hugo:
[dropping the chains]
Say, you're giving up? That's it?
Laverne:
These chains aren't what's holding you back, Quasimodo.
Quasimodo:
[snapping firmly]
Leave me alone!
Hugo:
[meekly]
Okay. Okay, Quasi. We'll leave you alone.
Victor:
After all, we're only made out of stone.
[he and Hugo turn to stone]
Laverne:
We just thought maybe you were made of somethin' stronger.
[turns to stone]
Laverne:
[pause; Frollo's voice drifts up from below]
Frollo:
For justice, for Paris, and for her own salvation, it is my sacred duty to send this unholy demon... back where she belongs!
[he fires the kindling while the crowd indistinctly shouts in protest]
Quasimodo:
*Nooooooooooooooo!*
[the chains snap taut, the bells resonate as the pillars Quasimodo is chained to break and fall]
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