- Madellaine: [seeing La Fidele for the first time] Oh, it's beautiful.
- Quasimodo: Yes, you are. I-I mean, yes, she is! La Fidele, that is. That's her name, La Fidele. "The Faithful One."
- [lifting La Fidele up to reveal the inside to Madellaine]
- Quasimodo: But she's even more beautiful on the inside.
- [Madellaine gazes eagerly]
- Quasimodo: I'll-I'll show you.
- [last lines]
- Quasimodo: [exclaims] I love Madellaiiiiiiiiiiiine!
- Madellaine: [giggles and exclaims] And I love Quasimodo!
- [giggles again, then the people cheer]
- Madellaine: Quasimodo, you've shown me that the world is full of miracles.
- Quasimodo: Just ordinary miracles. They happen every day.
- Quasimodo: Hey, you were really great up there.
- Madellaine: Ah, me? Nothing to it, I just have to - stand there and look pretty, you know? La-dee-dum, ho-dee-do, no big deal.
- Quasimodo: No. No, it-it-it-it *is* a big deal. You-you have to make the audience look when they're supposed to, not give away the trick.
- Madellaine: Hm, you mean - hocus their pocus?
- [playfully tickles Quasi, then places his hat upside down on his head]
- Madellaine: Delusion their illusion?
- [they both laugh]
- Quasimodo: Abra their cadabra?
- Madellaine: [as she searches for Quasi in the bell tower] Are - are you... hiding from me?
- [she looks up to see Quasi hiding under one of the bells, then giggles]
- Quasimodo: [rudely but relunctantly] No. What's so funny?
- Madellaine: Nothing, it's just - it's looks like you're wearing a really big hat.
- [giggles again]
- Madellaine: Oh, that - that sounds silly, doesn't it?
- Quasimodo: No, I've just never looked at it that way before.
- [chuckles]
- Madellaine: Yes, it's a - it's a brass beret.
- [Quasi uncovers himself to see her for the first time]
- Madellaine: A - a two ton topper.
- Quasimodo: [laughs as he rings the bell he's hiding under, then uncovers himself again] A cha - peau in C-sharp!
- [he and Madellaine laugh]
- Madellaine: Quasi, listen to me. I know I hurt you. I'm sorry. But I am someone you can trust.
- Quasimodo: [turning away from her, sorrowfully] How can I? I've already made that mistake.
- Madellaine: Quasimodo, there's more to me.
- Quasimodo: [after he and Madellaine find out that La Fidele has been stolen] Did you know about this?
- Madellaine: I-I wanted to tell you, I tried.
- Quasimodo: You used me!
- Madellaine: No! Please!
- Quasimodo: [mimicking Madellaine] "Which one is La Fidele?" "Let-Let's go for a walk". You never cared about me!
- Madellaine: [protesting] No, that is not true!
- Quasimodo: [storming away] You were right.
- Phoebus: Quasi, I'm sorry.
- [to his guards]
- Phoebus: Take her away!
- Madellaine: [chasing Quasi, who is still storming away back to Notre Dame] No! No, Quasi, please, just-just let me explain!
- [the guards capture her]
- Madellaine: Look at me! Quasimodo, just look at me!
- [without another word, Quasi slams the door]
- Quasimodo: [singing] Imagine someone to love who loves you. Imagine to look in her eyes and see. Imagine how extraordinary that would be... if an ordinary miracle - happened to... me.
- Sarousch: Oh, did you find out where the monster keeps his bell, trinket?
- Madellaine: He is not a monster, and I am not your trinket.
- Sarousch: I mean to have that bell.
- Madellaine: I want nothing more to do with your thefts.
- Sarousch: Oh, really? And how will you survive out there, hmm? On your looks.
- Madellaine: Quasimodo sees something you don't.
- Sarousch: Oh, does he? Well, what if he were to have an unfortunate accident? If I have to go up there with my men and do it the hard way, the hunchback May get hurt.
- Madellaine: No! You can't! You-you wouldn't.
- Sarousch: If you want him alive, then lure the bell-ringer away, while I steal La Fidele. Lead him out of harm's way.
- Laverne: [as she watches Quasi sadly carve a figurine of Madellaine] Are you okay?
- Quasimodo: No. You saw the way she looked at me.
- Laverne: Well then, get to look again, honey.
- [Quasi has just finished carving his figurine of Madellaine and fastens one of the arms to it; he smiles and turns to Laverne]
- Quasimodo: Do you believe in miracles?
- Laverne: Miracles? What kind of miracles?
- Quasimodo: Oh, you know, just ordinary miracles.
- Laverne: I'm not following ya, kid.
- Quasimodo: Well, I see people together, couples... and it looks so nice, being with someone who loves you. I guess I'm just wondering if... maybe someone could love me?
- Victor: Go to the circus, make a good impression! Hm, what does one wear to a carnival event?
- Quasimodo: Nothing.
- Hugo: Daring, ha-ho! Maybe a bit pushy for a first date.
- Laverne: Quasi, you can stay in here and hope for a miracle, or you can get out there and make a mircale of your own.
- Quasimodo: [looking at his wooden figures he just carved, Quasi thinks to himself, then smiles excitedly] You're right! I'm off to the circus! Oh, but what am I gonna wear?
- Hugo: I've got the perfect thing, kid!
- [first lines]
- Parisian #1: Hey come back. Wait up.
- Parisian #2: Oh, what a beautiful day. Good morning.
- Madellaine: [seeing Quasi's model village] My name is Madellaine, I'm with the circus, and... oh, I just love bells.
- [accidently knocks a few figurines over]
- Madellaine: Which one is La Fidele?
- Hugo: [as he, Laverne, and Victor shove Quasi out] The bells, you ding dong! She likes the bells! Talk shop!
- [Madellaine sneezes]
- Gargoyles: Gesundheit!
- Madellaine: Oh, thank you.
- Hugo: You're welcome!
- Hugo: [Laverne bonks him on the head] Hey!
- Laverne: Shh...
- Hugo: [clapping his hand over his mouth] Ooh...
- Phoebus: [entering Esmeralda's tent] That circus is responsible for a string of robberies.
- Esmeralda: What?
- Zephyr: [juggling his balls] I like the circus, Papa. I want to join, and...
- Phoebus: Absolutely not! Those people...
- Esmeralda: *Those* people? How can you lump people to gether like that?
- Phoebus: But the gypsies weren't guilty of crimes like these circus people.
- Quasimodo: [sternly] Madellaine's not. She's different.
- Phoebus: Well, maybe. And maybe she's just using you to get something else.
- Quasimodo: You don't think she could be interested in me? Just for me?
- Phoebus: Well, yes... of course, anyone could, but look at the facts.
- Quasimodo: Find some! Then I will.
- Madellaine: [sighs] You must think I'm stupid.
- Quasimodo: Not at all. That just means you have an imagination.
- Madellaine: Do your really think so?
- Quasimodo: I do.
- Madellaine, Quasimodo: [together] There's something I need to know.
- [both laugh]
- Quasimodo: [as hands Madellaine a yellow rose] Madellaine, you know, the festival's tomorrow, an-and I thought that - I mean *we* could... you know... go?
- Madellaine: Quasi, I'm not the person you think I am.
- [hands the rose back to Quasi while he looks on, shocked]
- Madellaine: But I want to be, more than anything.
- Quasimodo: [sighs lightly] Madellaine, tell me the truth.
- Quasimodo: Paris is... really pretty. I-I mean, you - you've - probably seen it already, but then maybe you haven't, and if you haven't then - then - then maybe we could - I could - you, you know... show you.
- Madellaine: I'd really like that.
- Phoebus: [as Sarousch was holding Zephyr] Let him go!
- Sarousch: Let him go? I think not, Captain. He's my ticket out of here.
- Phoebus: You're not going anywhere, Sarousch. Now release the boy!
- [Pulls out his sword. The guards pull their swords as well]
- Sarousch: Let me pas safely and you may see this precious little boy again.
- Madellaine: You don't understand. You didn't see him. I don't want to be apart of this anymore.
- Sarousch: You should've thought of that before you stole from me.
- Madellaine: But I was only 6 years old.
- Sarousch: And you were starving, and it was only a few coins.
- Madellaine: I made a mistake.
- Sarousch: Yes. And did I turn you over to the authorities?
- Madellaine: No.
- Sarousch: Or the workhouse?
- Madellaine: No.
- Sarousch: And who took you in? Looked after you like a true friend?
- Madellaine: You did.
- Sarousch: Oh, yes. All you need to do is to look pretty for him and he'll tell you what I need to know.
- Sarousch: What are you doing now, my little cabbage?
- Madellaine: Practicing.
- Sarousch: Heh. Why strain yourself?
- [Sarousch and his associates arrive to steal La Fidele]
- Victor: I smell something rotten in Denmark.
- [Hugo sniffs his armpits]