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. Iβll bring you home.
If you have truly discovered charity at this late date, there is someone you can help.
Itβs Godβs judgment on you!Β
The wicked shall not go unpunished!
He has nobody else. Take him, if you can find it in your heart.
Oh, Lord, youβve sent me a test.Β
This child is my cross to bear.Β
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.
Itβs 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.
Youβre my one defender.
Out there, theyβll 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 Iβd give, what Iβd 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, Iβd treasure every instant.
No one sees Iβm here now.
Once a year we throw a party here in town.
Every manβs a king and every kingβs a clown.
Itβs the day the devil in us gets released.
Give me your girls of pleasure.
I have born the brunt of a soldierβs test.
Whoever pays the most I call βMy Liege.β
And whatever I do Iβll make sure this is true: I will never go back again.
Darling, to be blunt you are with the best.
Like other true knights Iβve got ambition.
For a few nights fun is my mission.
Care to share a day of rest and recreation?
Iβm 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.
Wouldnβt you like to be crowned King for a day?
Itβs a day we do the things that we deplore.
See how Iβve sheltered you from having to go through this.
You donβt belong with normal men.
I donβt know if you can hear me or if youβre even there.
Yes, I know Iβm just an outcast. I shouldnβt 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 youβve stayed alone and free from danger.
Be brave and say something.
Come keep me warm until morning.
Hold me close while weβre dancing.
I cannot bear to watch and yet I cannot turn away.
So many times out there Iβve watched a happy pair of lovers walking in the night.
I knew Iβd 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 Heavenβs 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 Heavenβs light.
Of my virtue I am justly proud.
You know Iβm so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak licentious crowd.
This burning desire is turning me to sin.
Itβs not my fault! Iβm not to blame!
Itβs not my fault if in Godβs 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!
Donβt let her flee and vanish in the night.
Are you disobeying a direct order?
I knew it. Sheβs bewitched you, too.
Iβve heard the calling of the Lord.
In the dark, I call your name.
Why did I hear her words inside my head?
Oh, whatβs the matter? Are you afraid?
Of course heβs afraid! And he should be!
Thatβs what makes you a hero β doing what youβre afraid of.
She gave it to you because she nows youβre smart.
For her I will be strong.
Youβre 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.Β
Itβs our lives or yours.
Here we are, nearly strangers from two worlds thatβve rarely met.
Somehow, you have made me someone new.
Iβm asking if you will let me come with you.
I must be in a place of miracles.
A miracle youβve brought to me.
All this time Iβve been certain that my life would be spent alone.
Itβs time Iβve learned no love will be returned to one whoβs born to be alone.
Now I know thereβll be no miracles for me.
No more need for a heart of stone.
Better to have a heart of stone.
Though weβll set out for lands unkown, theyβre lands weβll share.
Will we find a haven once more?
Could there be a country kinder to our race?
Whereβs my place of miracles?
I used to believe, in the days I was naive, that Iβd live to see a day of justice dawn.
Iβll 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!
Youβre 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 youβve said been any help at all?
The more your dreams and fancies fill my head the farther that I fall.
If I were senseless, Iβd prefer it.
Iβve 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.
Weβll trouble you no longer.
Weβre only made of stone.
We just thought that you were made of something stronger.
Now Iβm on my own, never again to wonder whatβs out there.
Think of what Iβve 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.
Youβre such a good friend.
Now we can finally go back to the way things were.
Now that sheβs 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 β you are the weak one.
I told you β I am very strong!
You donβt 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 itβs cruelest, itβs still the only world weβve got.
Here is a riddle to guess if you can.