Hunchback of Notre Dame Starters
taken from the musical adaption. feel free to change pronouns as necessary.
We are blessed to find our sanctuary.
Let me take you back. Iāll bring you home.
If you have truly discovered charity at this late date, there is someone you can help.
Itās Godās judgment on you!Ā
The wicked shall not go unpunished!
He has nobody else. Take him, if you can find it in your heart.
Oh, Lord, youāve sent me a test.Ā
This child is my cross to bear.Ā
I may not have saved my brother, but I will save this⦠thing.
What makes a monster and what makes a man?
The world is cruel. The world is wicked.
Itās I alone whom you can trust in this whole city.
How can I protect you, boy, unless you always stay in here?
These are crimes for which the world shows little pity.
Youāre my one defender.
Out there, theyāll revile you as a monster.
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day not above them, but part of them.
Give me one day out there, all I ask is one.
What Iād give, what Iād dare, just to live one day out there!
Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives, heedless of the gift it is to be them.
If I were in their skin, Iād treasure every instant.
No one sees Iām here now.
Once a year we throw a party here in town.
Every manās a king and every kingās a clown.
Itās the day the devil in us gets released.
Give me your girls of pleasure.
I have born the brunt of a soldierās test.
Whoever pays the most I call āMy Liege.ā
And whatever I do Iāll make sure this is true: I will never go back again.
Darling, to be blunt you are with the best.
Like other true knights Iāve got ambition.
For a few nights fun is my mission.
Care to share a day of rest and recreation?
Iām grateful for the opportunity to serve you, my Lord.
She dances like the devil himself.
She dances like an angel.
Before we get old, come feel the heat.
Put your foulest features on display.
Wouldnāt you like to be crowned King for a day?
Itās a day we do the things that we deplore.
See how Iāve sheltered you from having to go through this.
You donāt belong with normal men.
I donāt know if you can hear me or if youāre even there.
Yes, I know Iām just an outcast. I shouldnāt speak to you
I see your face and wonder, were you once an outcast too?
God help the outcasts or nobody will.
I ask for nothing. I can get by.
Please help my people, the poor and downtrod.
I thought we all were the children of God.
When you look from high above everything seems pretty.
Thanks for giving this moment to me.
For all these years youāve stayed alone and free from danger.
Be brave and say something.
Come keep me warm until morning.
Hold me close while weāre dancing.
I cannot bear to watch and yet I cannot turn away.
So many times out there Iāve watched a happy pair of lovers walking in the night.
I knew Iād never now that warm and loving glow, though I might wish with all my might.
No face as hideous as my face was ever meant for Heavenās Light.
Suddenly an angel has smiled at me and touched my face without a trace of fright.
I dare to dream that she might even care for me.
I swear it must be Heavenās light.
Of my virtue I am justly proud.
You know Iām so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak licentious crowd.
This burning desire is turning me to sin.
Itās not my fault! Iām not to blame!
Itās not my fault if in Godās plan he made the devil so much stronger than a man!
Let her taste the fires of Hell, or else let her be mine and mine alone.
She will be mine or she will burn!
Donāt let her flee and vanish in the night.
Are you disobeying a direct order?
I knew it. Sheās bewitched you, too.
Iāve heard the calling of the Lord.
In the dark, I call your name.
Why did I hear her words inside my head?
Oh, whatās the matter? Are you afraid?
Of course heās afraid! And he should be!
Thatās what makes you a hero ā doing what youāre afraid of.
She gave it to you because she nows youāre smart.
For her I will be strong.
Youāre very clever to have found our little hideaway.
We have a method for spies and intruders not terribly different from bees in a hive.
My apologies for your imminent demise.Ā
Itās our lives or yours.
Here we are, nearly strangers from two worlds thatāve rarely met.
Somehow, you have made me someone new.
Iām asking if you will let me come with you.
I must be in a place of miracles.
A miracle youāve brought to me.
All this time Iāve been certain that my life would be spent alone.
Itās time Iāve learned no love will be returned to one whoās born to be alone.
Now I know thereāll be no miracles for me.
No more need for a heart of stone.
Better to have a heart of stone.
Though weāll set out for lands unkown, theyāre lands weāll share.
Will we find a haven once more?
Could there be a country kinder to our race?
Whereās my place of miracles?
I used to believe, in the days I was naive, that Iād live to see a day of justice dawn.
Iāll die while believing still.
Someday we may yet live to live and let let live.
Someday, life will be fairer.
Someday these dreams will all be real.
You must try to free yourself!
Youāre the only one who can save her now.
You know what happens when I try to help. I only make things worse.
How do you know what I believe?
What do you know of all the things I feel?
Who is it that you see instead of seeing what I am for real?
Would that I were made of stone like you.
You give such good advice, so why has not one single word youāve said been any help at all?
The more your dreams and fancies fill my head the farther that I fall.
If I were senseless, Iād prefer it.
Iāve wasted my faith believing in saints of plaster.
His words were cold as stone, but they were true.
Take all your lies and leave me alone.
Weāll trouble you no longer.
Weāre only made of stone.
We just thought that you were made of something stronger.
Now Iām on my own, never again to wonder whatās out there.
Think of what Iāve offered. What is your answer?
Open the doors! Ram them through if you must!
How mch oppression will you allow?
Why not make someday come right now?
Oh, saints and monster, show your power!
In my eyes, you are beautiful, too.
Youāre such a good friend.
Now we can finally go back to the way things were.
Now that sheās gone the poison dies with her.
We can go on as close as once we were.
No sanctuary without her!
I could have helped her. Even loved her.
Love? What do you know of love?
I loved⦠I loved my brother.
No ā you are the weak one.
I told you ā I am very strong!
You donāt want to hurt me!
The world is cruel. the world is ugly. But there are times and there are people when the world is not.
At itās cruelest, itās still the only world weāve got.
Here is a riddle to guess if you can.