"Now's the time we crown the King of Fools You all remember last year's king? So make a face that's horrible and frightening Make a face as gruesome as a gargoyle's wing For the face that's ugliest will be the King of Fools!"

"Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy On the sixth of January All because it's topsy turvy day Come one, come all!"

"Every man's a king and every king's a clown Once again, it's topsy turvy day It's the day the devil in us gets released It's the day we mock the prig and shock the priest Everything is topsy turvy at the Feast of Fools!"

"Come one, come all Close the churches and the schools It's the day for breaking rules Come and join the Feast of Fools!"

"[last words] And he shall smite the wicked, and plunge them into the fiery pit!"

"I should have known you'd risk your life to save that Gypsy witch, just as your own mother died in her pitiful attempt to save you."

"[upon realizing that Esmeralda had survived] She lives!"

"Silence, you old fool! The hunchback and I have unfinished business to attend to. And this time, you will not interfere."

"The prisoner Esmeralda has been found guilty of the crime of witchcraft. The sentence: death!"

"YOU IDIOT!! THAT WASN'T KINDNESS, IT WAS CUNNING! SHE'S A GYPSY! GYPSIES AREN'T CAPABLE OF REAL LOVE! Think, boy! Think of your mother! [calms down] But what chance could a poor, misshapen child like you have against her heathen treachery? Well, never you mind, Quasimodo. She will be out of our lives soon enough. I will free you from her evil spell. She will torment you no longer. [Quasimodo: What do you mean?] I know where her hideout is, and tomorrow at dawn, I attack with a thousand men."

"[suspicious about Phoebus] I think...you're hiding something. [Quasimodo: Oh, no, Master. There's no-] You're not eating, boy."

"[after realizing that Esmeralda is still at large] I had the entire cathedral surrounded; guards at every door. There was no way she could've escaped... unless..."

"Don't waste your arrows. Let the traitor rot in his watery grave! Find the girl! If you have to burn the city to the ground, so be it!"

"The sentence for insubordination is death. Such a pity. You threw away a promising career."

"Burn it! [Phoebus: What?!] Until it smolders. These people are traitors and must be made examples of."

"But, how? I... never mind! Get out, you idiot! I'll find her. I'll find her if I have to burn down all of Paris!"

"Mark my words, Gypsy. You will pay for this insolence."

"You are forgiven. But remember, Quasimodo, this is your sanctuary."

"I am a public official. I must go. But I don't enjoy a moment. Thieves and hustlers and the dregs of humankind, all mixed together in a shallow, drunken stupor."