[singing] Now here is a riddle / To guess if you can / Sing the bells of Notre Dame / Who is the monster / And who is the man?/ Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells / Bells of Notre Dame
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Bob Tzudiker
Robert (Bob) Tzudiker (born August 28, 1953) is an American writer and actor. 2Career Bob Tzudiker is best known for co-creating and writing the screenplay for Newsies along with his wife Noni White, which was based on the real-life Newsboys' strike of 1899. Newsies began as a "classic underdog story ripped from the history books", with writers White and Tzudiker approaching producer Michael Finnell with an idea for a nonmusical drama; however, Disney studio head Jeffrey Katzenberg redirected the project to become a musical.He shares writing credit on Disney's Tarzan, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, 102 Dalmatians and Anastasia. He also contributed to the film The Lion King and has written screenplays for every major studio.The stage version of Newsies opened March 29, 2012, and closed on August 24, 2014, grossing over $100 million. The 2017 three-day cinema showing of Disney’s Newsies: The Broadway Musical! broke ticketing records to become the highest-grossing Broadway event to date from Fathom Events.He is a member of the writers' branch of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. He received several nominations for the Annie Award for Writing in a Feature Production.He is currently an Adjunct Professor of Screenwriting at the John Wells Division of Writing for Screen & Television at USC Cinematic Arts.Prior to writing, Bob worked as an actor, appearing in Total Recall, Ruthless People and Hill Street Blues, among many others. He is a graduate of S
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Frollo: Look at that disgusting display. Phoebus: [raising his visor] Yes, sir!
Phoebus: Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding? Esmeralda: You're lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart. Phoebus: [holding her hand to his heart] I'm not so sure it didn't.
[singing] I don't know if you can hear me / Or if you're even there / I don't know if you would listen / To a Gypsy's prayer / Yes, I know I'm just an outcast / I shouldn't speak to you / Still, I see your face and wonder / Were you once an outcast, too?
[singing] Protect me, Maria / Don't let the siren cast her spell / Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone / Destroy Esmeralda / And let her taste the fires of hell / Or else let her be mine and mine alone.
Quasimodo: You are good to me master. I'm sorry. Frollo: You're forgiven. But remember Quasimodo, this is your sanctuary. [Frollo leaves] Quasimodo: My sanctuary.
[to Esmeralda] Candlelight, privacy, music. Can't think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.
Frollo: The sentence for insubordination is death. Such a pity. You threw away a promising career. Phoebus: Consider it my highest honor, sir.
[after the night with the visions] Phoebus: Good morning, sir. Are you feeling all right? Frollo: I had a little trouble with the fireplace.
[to Quasimodo] Quasi, take it from an old spectator. Life's not a spectator sport. If watchin' is all you're gonna do, then you're gonna watch your life go by without ya.
[to the Parisians] Citizens of Paris! Frollo has persecuted our people, ransacked our city. And now he has declared war on Notre Dame herself! Will we allow it?
[singing] I ask for nothing, I can get by / But I know so many less lucky than I / Please help my people, the poor and downtrod / I thought we all were the children of God / God help the outcasts, children of God.