You think you're so pure and righteous, don't you, Frollo? Well, newsflash, buddy, nobody's buying what you're selling. You can sing your creepy little songs all you want, but deep down, you know you're just a pathetic man consumed by his own twisted desires. And let me tell you something, burning down all of Paris won't make your problems disappear. It'll just make you even more of a monster than you already are. So go ahead, keep singing your little tune. But remember, in the end, it's...