Phoebus:
[as the guards chase after Esmeralda and pass behind Phoebus' horse, Achilles]
Achilles, sit!
Brutish Guard:
Hey - whoa!
Phoebus:
Oh - dear, I'm sorry! Naughty horse! Naughty! He's just impossible, really; I can't take him anywhere!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:57