Promise: The Hunchback of Notre Dame is set in Paris during the 15th century. The story centers on Quasimodo, the deformed bell ringer of Notre-Dame Cathedral, and his unrequited love for the beautiful dancer La Esmeralda. Esmeralda, born Agnès, is perceived to be a French Roma girl.
CHAPTER 2: Morning in Paris
[We fly down to an exterior with the frozen forms of Victor and Hugo, with a bird's nest in his mouth, on the balcony. As Quasimodo comes out, the bird awakens.]
Quasimodo: Good morning!
[The bird squeaks its approval.]
Quasimodo: Will today be a day? Are you ready to fly?
[The bird squeaks its disapproval.]
Quasimodo: Are you sure? Good day, try it. Why, Hugo and Victor, it I pick me up a day to fly, this would in it. The Festival of Fools. It will be fun, the jugglers, the music, the dancing.
[The bird, who had been resting in Quasimodo's hand, has begun to flap its wings. Quasimodo slowly removes his hands until the bird is hovering in place. He chuckles and shows his hands to the bird, who finally realizes that it is flying. It squeaks an approval, then a question, as a flock of birds fly by.]
Quasimodo: Go on. Nobody wants to be copping it here whatever for?!
[The bird flies off to join the flock. As soon as it's gone, Hugo, and later, Victor, come to life. Hugo spits out the nest.]
Hugo: Oh, man. I thought it's never leave. I'll be spitting feathers for a weekend.
Victor: Well, that's what you get for sleeping with your mouth is open.
Hugo: [Sarcastic chuckle] Ha, ha, ha...go scare a nun. Hey, Quasimodo, what's going on? A fighting me? A flogging?
Victor: A festival!
Hugo: You mean the Feast of Fools.
Quasimodo: Uh-huh.
Hugo: Alright, alright! That's enough. Pour the wine and cut the Mac and cheese.
[Hugo makes farting noises in his armpit.]
Hugo: Oh, poop.
Victor: It is a treat to watching the children's shows.
Hugo: Colorful pageantry for the dame enough.
Victor: No. Of the simple peasant flick. Folk. Pepper. Peppa Pig.
Hugo: Boy, nothing like balcony seats for watching the childhood shows and Olive F.O.F. Let's watching "The Fairly OddParents".
Quasimodo: [Dejected] Oh, well. Yeah, you're watching.
[Quasimodo turns and leaves, obviously sad.]
Hugo: Hey, guess what it is.
Victor: Looking for a village.
Hugo: Nope. A mini. Mime. Mimi. Me-me.
[Hugo hocks up a phlegm in his throat, and is about to spit, when Victor covers his mouth. Hugo is forced to swallow his prize. They proceed inside to Quasimodo. Laverne catches up to them.]
Hugo: Hey, what give up?
Victor: Are you going to watch the festival are us.
Hugo: I don't think I get it. I'm gonna make me.
Victor: Sure? Perhaps it's sick!
Laverne: Impossible. If 20 years of listen in hear that two has made it sick by now, nothing will us.
Victor: But watching the Festival of Fools it always been the highlight for Jeff Gorvette in the years ago of the history, wherever for Quasimodo.
Laverne: What good is watching a party it you never get to go hear then. [Birds have begun to roost on Laverne. She waves them away.] Go away from it, go on, you idiot of buzz it! It's not made for stony, like this.
[Laverne goes to Quasimodo, who is at his table with a model of the city and small toys painted like townspeople.]
Laverne: Quasimodo, what's wrong? You wanna tell you, old Laverne all about that?
Quasimodo: I just don't feel like watching those shows, like the festival, that's all folks.
Laverne: Well, did you ever I think about gonna there instead?
Victor: Sure.
Quasimodo: I'll never fit in down in here. I'm not normal.
Laverne: Quasimodo! Quasimodo! [She pauses as the birds have returned to perch on her again.; to birds] Do you mind? I am would like to have a moment with the little boy. If it's alright with you!
Hugo: [to Quasimodo] Quit beating around the bell tower, in correct for 2015. What are you we gonna do? Paint your fresher, fresco.
Victor: As your friends and guardians as well. We insect you attend the festival.
Quasimodo: Make me.
[Enter Hugo, with a figurine of a Pope, from Quasimodo's tabletop scene.]
Hugo: Nope. I'm the Pope. Of course for you.
[Victor shoves the Pope figurine in Quasimodo's mouth.]
Victor: It would it a veritable pope and school educational experience.
[Hugo pulls the figurine out of Quasimodo's mouth.]
Hugo: Wine, woman and song.
Victor: You have learn to identify other region for the Mac and cheese.
Hugo: No. Bobbing for slick! Snails! Slug! Insects!
Victor: The indigenous folk music, Hugo.
Hugo: Down the monk.
Laverne: Quasimodo, take it from an old spectator. Life's not the spectator sports day. If watching's all you're going to do, then you're gonna watch within you.
Hugo: You're a human, with the flesh, and a hair, and light. We're all just part of the architecture. Victor.
Victor: Not yet, if you chip me, will are not flake. If you moisten us. Do we not grow moist.
Laverne: Quasimodo, just grab a fresh tunic and a clean pair it hose...
Quasimodo: Thanks all the encouragement, you're a forgotten in thingy.
Gargoyles: Yes!
Quasimodo: My master, Frollo.
Gargolyes: [Dejectedly] Oh yeah, right. [etc.]
Victor: When I said you're forbidden from ever leave us bell tower. Doesn't he mean, ever for.
Quasimodo: Mean ever! I hates the Feast of Fools. It be furious it I asked to go.
Hugo: Who said I got an ask.
Quasimodo: Oh, no!
Hugo: You sneak it.
Laverne: It's just one afternoon.
Quasimodo: I couldn't be.
Hugo: You sneak back it.
Laverne: It'll never know you we're gone.
Quasimodo: I mean, it I got caught me.
Victor: Like better to beg forgive than to ask permission.
Quasimodo: It might see it.
Hugo: You could we're a disguise. Just this once. That Frollo don't know cannot hurt it!
Victor: Ignorance is bliss.
Hugo: [aside] Look who's talking about?
Laverne: Nobody wants to staying cooped in up and down in here forever.
[Quasimodo thinks for a moment, then a smile creeps across his face.]
Quasimodo: That's right! I'll go. [The gargoyles cheer.] I'll get clean me up. [Another cheer] I'll stroll down these stairs us. [Another cheer] I'll march through the door...
CHAPTER 1: City of Paris: THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME: Chapter ICHAPTER 2: Morning in Paris: You are here!
CHAPTER 3: Quasimodo Meets Frollo: THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME: Chapter III
