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CONVICTS: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye
Look down, look down You're here until you die
CONVICT 1: The sun is strong It's hot as hell below
CONVICTS: Look down, look down There's twenty years to go
CONVICT 2: I've done no wrong Sweet Jesus hear my prayer
CONVICTS: Look down, look down Sweet Jesus doesn't care
CONVICT 3: I know she'll wait I know that she'll be true
CONVICTS: Look down, look down They've all forgotten you
CONVICT 4: When I get free, you won't see me here for dust
CONVICTS: Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye
CONVICT 1: How long, oh lord Before you let me die?
CONVICTS: Look down, look down You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down You're standing in your grave
INSPECTOR JAVERT: Now bring me Prisoner 24601
Your time is up and your parole's begun
You know what that means
JEAN VALJEAN: Yes, it means I'm free
JAVERT: No
It means you get your yellow ticket of leave
You are a thief
VALJEAN: I stole a loaf of bread
JAVERT: You robbed a house
VALJEAN: I broke a window pane
My sister's child was close to death
And we were starving
JAVERT: You will starve again
Unless you learn the meaning of the law
VALJEAN: I know the meaning of those nineteen years
A slave of the law
JAVERT: Five years for what you did
The rest because you tried to run
Yes, 24601
VALJEAN: My name is Jean Valjean
JAVERT: And I am Javert
Do not forget my name
Do not forget me
24601
CONVICTS: Look down, look down You'll always be a slave
Look down, look down You're standing in your grave
VALJEAN: Freedom is mine
The Earth is still
I feel the wind
I breathe again
And the sky clears
The world is waking
Drink from the pool
How clean the taste
Never forget the years, the waste
Nor forgive them
For what they've done
They are the guilty
Ev'ryone
The day begins, and now let's see
What this new world will do for me
FARMER: You'll have to go
I've paid you off for the day
Collect your bits and pieces there and be on your way
VALJEAN: You have given me half what the other men get
This handful of tin wouldn't buy my sweat
FARMER: You broke the law
It's there for people to see
Why should you get the same as honest men like me?
VALJEAN: And now I how freedom feels The jailer always at your heels
It is the law
This piece of paper in my hand that makes me cursed throughout the land
It is the law
Like a cur
I walk the street
The dirt beneath their feet
BISHOP OF DIGNE: Come in sir, for you are weary
And the night is cold out there
Though our lives are very humble
What we have, we have to share
VALJEAN: He let me eat my fill, I had the lion's share
The silver in my hand cost twice what I had earned
In all those nineteen years, that lifetime of despair
And yet he trusted me
The old fool trusted me, he'd done his bit of good
I played the grateful serf and thanked him, like I should
But when the house was still, I got up in the night
Took the silver
Took my flight
CONSTABLE 1: Tell his Reverence your story
CONSTABLE 2: Let us see if he's impressed
CONSTABLE 1: You were lodging here last night
CONSTABLE 2: You were the honest Bishop's guest
And then out of Christian goodness, when he learned about your plight
CONSTABLE 1: You maintain he made a present of this silver
BISHOP: That is right
But my friend, you left so early
Surely something slipped your mind
You forgot I gave these also
Would you leave the best behind?
So Messieurs, you may release him
For this man has spoken true
I commend you for your duty
And God's blessing go with you
But remember this, my brother See in this some higher plan
You must use this precious silver
to become an honest man
By the witness of the martyrs
By the passion and the blood
God has raised your soul from darkness
I have bought your soul for God
VALJEAN: What have I done, sweet Jesus what have I done
Become a thief in the night, become a dog on the run
Have I fallen so far and is the hour so late
That nothing remains but the cry of my hate
The cries in the dark that nobody hears
Here where I stand at the turning of the years
If there's another way to go
I missed it twenty long years ago
My life is a war that could never be won They gave me a number and murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread
One word from him and I'd be back
Beneath the lash, upon the rack
Instead, he offers me my freedom
I feel my shame inside me, like a knife
He told me that I have a soul
How does he know?
What spirit comes to move my life?
Is there another way to go?
I am reaching but I fall
And the night is closing in
As I stare into the void
Into the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from that world
From the world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must begin
THE POOR: At the end of the day you're another day older
And that's all you can say for the life of the poor
It's a struggle, it's a war
And there's nothing that anyone's giving
One more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living
At the end of the day, you're another day colder
And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry past
They don't hear the little ones crying
And the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill
One day nearer to dying
At the end of the day, there's another day dawning
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Let the waves crash on the sand, like a storm that'll break any second
There's a hunger in the land, there's a reckoning still to be reckoned
And there's gonna be hell to pay
At the end of the day
FOREMAN: At the end of the day, you get nothing for nothing
Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any bread
WORKER 1: There are children back at home
WORKER 1 & 2: And the children have got to be fed
WORKER 2: And we're lucky to be in a job
WOMAN: And in a bed
WORKER 1 & 2 AND WOMAN: And we're counting our blessings
GIRL 1: Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?
With his terrible breath and his wandering hands
GIRL 2: It's because little Fantine won't give him his way
GIRL 3: Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands
GIRL 2: And the boss, he never knows
That the foreman is always in heat
If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goes
She'll be out on the street
WORKERS: At the end of the day, it's another day over
With enough in your pocket to last for a week
Pay the landlord, pay the shop
Keep on grafting as long as you're able
Keep on grafting 'til you drop
Or it's back to the crumbs on the table
And you've got to pay your way
At the end of the day
GIRL 1: And what have we here, little innocent sister?
Come on Fantine, let's have all the news
Dearest Fantine, you must send us more money
Your child needs a doctor, there's no time to lose
FANTINE: Give that letter to me, it is none of your business
With a husband at home and a bit on the side
Is there anyone here who can swear before God she has nothing to fear, she has nothing to hide?
NO!
VALJEAN: What is this fighting all about? Will someone tear these two apart?
This is a factory, not a circus
Now come on ladies, settle down
I run a business of repute, I am the mayor of this town
I look to you to sort this out
And be as patient as you can
FOREMAN: Now someone say how this began
GIRL 1: At the end of the day, she's the one who began it
There's a kid that she's hiding in some little town
There's a man she has to pay
You can guess how she picks up the extra
You can bet she's earning her keep sleeping around
And the boss wouldn't like it
FANTINE: Yes, it's true there's a child and the child is my daughter
And her father abandoned us leaving us flat
Now she lives with an innkeeper man and his wife
And I pay for the child, what's the matter with that?
WOMEN & WORKERS: At the end of the day, she'll be nothing but trouble
And there's trouble for all when there's trouble for one
While we're earning our daily bread, she's the one with her hands in the butter
You must send this slut away or we're all gonna end in the gutter
And it's us who have to pay
At the end of the day
FOREMAN: I might have known the bitch could bite, I might have known the cat had claws
I might have guessed your little secret
Ah yes, the virtuous Fantine
Who keeps herself so pure and clean
You'd be the cause, I'd have no doubt
Of any trouble here about
You play a virgin in the light
But need no urging in the night
GIRL 1: She's been laughing at you while she's having her men
WOMEN & WORKERS: She'll be nothing but trouble again and again
GIRL 1: You must sack her today
WOMEN & WORKERS: Sack the girl today GIRL 1: You must sack her today
FOREMAN: Right my girl, on your way!
FANTINE: There was a time when men were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
As they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when Autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream
I dreamed
PROSTITUTES: Lovely ladies, waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers that only come at night
Lovely ladies waiting for a call
Standing up or lying down or any way at all
Bargain prices up against the wall
OLD WOMAN: What pretty hair
What pretty locks you've got there
What luck you've got
It's worth a centime my dear
I'll take the lot
FANTINE: Don't touch me, leave me alone
OLD WOMAN: Let's make a price
I'll give you all of ten francs
Just think of that
FANTINE: It pays a debt
Just think of that
FANTINE: What can I do
It pays a debt
Ten francs may save my poor Cosette
PROSTITUTES: Lovely ladies, waiting for a bite
Waiting for the customers that only come at night
Lovely ladies, ready for a call
Standing up or lying down or any way at all
Bargain prices up against a wall
PIMP: Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?
WHORE 1: A bit of skirt, she's the one sold her hair
WHORE 2: She's got a kid, gives her all that she can
PIMP: I might have known, there is always a man
PIMP & PROSTITUTES: Lovely lady, come along and join us
Lovely lady
WHORE 1: Come on dearie, why all the fuss?
You're no grander than the rest of us
WHORE 3: Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap
Join your sisters
WHORE 2: Make money in your sleep
WHORE 1: That's right dearie, let him have the lot
WHORE 3: That's right dearie
Show him what you've got
PROSTITUTES: Old men, young men, take 'em as they come
Harbour rats and alley cats and ev'ry kind of scum
Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land
See them with their trousers off, they're never quite as grand
All it takes is money in your hand
Lovely ladies, going for a song
Got a lot of callers but they never stay for long
FANTINE: Come on, Captain
You can wear your shoes
Don't it make a change to have a girl who can't refuse?
Easy money, lying on a bed
Just as well they never see the hate that's in your head
Don't they know they're making love to one already dead
BAMATABOIS: Here's something new
I think I'll give it a try
Come closer, you
I like to see what I buy
The usual price
For just one slice of your pie
FANTINE: I don't want you
No, no M'sieur let me go
BAMATABOIS: Is this a trick? I won't pay more
FANTINE: No, not at all
BAMATABOIS: You've got some nerve, you little whore you've got some gall!
FANTINE: I'll kill you, you bastard, try any of that
Even a whore who has gone to the bad won't be had by a rat
JAVERT: Tell me quickly, what's the story?
Who saw what and why and where?
Let them give a full description
Let them answer to Javert
In this nest of whores and vipers
Let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here?
What's the substance of this brawl?
BAMATABOIS: Javert, would you believe it?
I was crossing from the park
When this prostitute attacked me
You can see she left her mark
JAVERT: She will answer for her actions when you make a full report
You may rest assured, M'sieur, that she will answer to the court
FANTINE: There's a child who sorely needs me
Please, M'sieur, she's but that high
Holy god, is there no mercy
If i go to jail, she'll die
JAVERT: I have heard such protestations ev'ry day for twenty years
Let's have no more explanations
Save your breath and save your tears
Honest work, just reward
That's the way to please the Lord
VALJEAN: A moment of your time Javert, I do believe this woman's tale
JAVERT: But M'sieur Mayor...
VALJEAN: You've done your duty, let her be
She needs a doctor, not a jail
JAVERT: But M'sieur Mayor!
FANTINE: Can this be?
VALJEAN: Where will she end?
This child without a friend
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grieve
in such a place as this?
FANTINE: M'sieur don't mock me now, I pray
It's hard enough I've lost my pride
You let your foreman send me away
Yes, you were there
And turned aside
I never did no wrong
VALJEAN: Is it true what I've done?
FANTINE: My daughter's close to dying
VALJEAN: To an innocent soul?
FANTINE: If there's a God above
VALJEAN: Had I only known then
FANTINE: He'd let me die instead
VALJEAN: In his name, my task has just begun
I will see it done
JAVERT: But M'sieur Mayor!
VALJEAN: I will see it done
JAVERT: But M'sieur Mayor!
VALJEAN: I will see it done
Is there anyone here who will rescue this man?
ONLOOKER 1: Don't go near him, M'sieur Mayor
ONLOOKER 2: That load is as heavy as hell
ONLOOKER 1: If you touch it, the acid will fall
ONLOOKER 2: It will kill you as well
FAUCHELEVANT: M'sieur le Mayor, you come from God, you are a saint!
JAVERT: Can this be true? I don't believe what I see
A man your age to be as strong as you are
A memory stirs
You make me think of a man
From years ago
A man who broke his parole
He disappeared
Forgive me sir, I would not dare
VALJEAN: Say what you must, don't leave it there
JAVERT: I have only known one other who can do what you have done
He's a convict from the chain gang, he's been ten years on the run
But he couldn't run forever We have found his hideaway
And he's just been rearrested, and he comes to court today
Well, of course he now denies it
You'd expect that from a con
But he couldn't run forever
No, not even Jean Valjean
He thought that man was me
Without a second glance
This stranger he has found
This man could be my chance
Why should I save his hide? Why should I right this wrong?
When I have come so far and struggled for so long?
If I speak, I am condemned
If I stay silent, I am damned
I am the master of hundreds of workers, they all look to me
Can I abandon them?
How will they live if I am not free?
If I speak, I am condemned
If I stay silent
I am damned
Who am I?
Can I condemn this man to slavery?
Pretend I do not feel his agony?
This innocent who wears my face who goes to judgement in my place
Who am I?
Can I conceal myself for evermore?
Pretend I'm not the man I was before?
And must my name until I die be no more than an alibi?
Must I lie?
How can I ever face my fellow men?
How can I ever face myself again?
My soul belongs to God, I know I made that bargain long ago
He gave me hope when hope was gone
He gave me strength to journey on
Who am I?
Who am I?
I'm Jean Valjean
And so, Javert, you see it's true
This man bears no more guilt than you
Who am I?
24601!
FANTINE: Cosette, it's turned so cold
Cosette, it's past your bedtime
You've played the day away
And soon it will be night
Come to me
Cosette, the light is dying
Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying?
There's a darkness which comes without a warning
But I will sing you lullabyes and wake you in the morning
VALJEAN: Oh, Fantine
Our time is running out
But, Fantine
I swear this on my life
FANTINE: Look, Monsieur
Where all the children play
VALJEAN: Be at peace
Be at peace evermore
FANTINE: My Cosette...
VALJEAN: Shall live in my protection
FANTINE: Take her now
VALJEAN: Your child will want for nothing
FANTINE: Good Monsieur, you come from God in heaven
VALJEAN: And none will ever harm Cosette as long as I am living
FANTINE: Take my hand
The night grows ever colder
VALJEAN: Then I will keep you warm
FANTINE: Take my child
I give her to your keeping
VALJEAN: Take shelter from the storm
FANTINE: For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping
And tell Cosette I love her
And I'll see her when I wake
JAVERT: Valjean, at last
We see each other plain
M'sieur le Mayor
You'll wear a different chain
VALJEAN: Before you say another word, Javert
Before you chain me up like a slave again
Listen to me
There is something I must do
This woman leaves behind a suffering child
There is none but me that can intercede
In mercy's name, three days are all all I need
Then I'll return, I pledge my word
Then I'll return
JAVERT: You must think me mad
I've hunted you across the years
Men like you can never change
A man such as you
VALJEAN: And this I swear to you tonight
JAVERT: There is no place for you to hide
VALJEAN: Your child will live within my care
JAVERT: Wherever you may hide away
VALJEAN: And I will raise her to the light
VALJEAN & JAVERT: I swear to you
I will be there
COSETTE: There is a castle on a cloud
I like to go there in my sleep
Aren't any floors for me to sweep
Not in my castle on a cloud
There is a lady all in white
Holds me and sings a lullabye
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch
She says: 'Cosette, I love you very much'
I know a place where no one's lost
I know a place where no one cries
Crying at all is not allowed
Not in my castle on a cloud
MADAME THÉNARDIER: Now look who's here
The little Madam herself
Pretending once again she's been so awfully good
Better not let me catch you slacking
Better not catch my eye
Ten rotten francs your mother sends me
What's that gonna buy?
Now take that pail
My little Mademoiselle
And go and draw some water from the well
We should never have taken you in in the first place
How stupid the things that we do
Like mother like daughter, The scum of the street
Éponine, come my dear Éponine, let me see you
You look very well in that little brown hat
There are some little girls who know how to behave
And they know what to wear, and I'm saying thank heaven for that
Still there, Cosette?
Your tears will do you no good
I told you get some water from the well in the wood
COSETTE: Please do not send me out alone
Not in the darkness on my own
M. THÉNARDIER: Enough of that!
Or I'll forget to be nice!
You heard me ask for something and I never ask twice
THÉNARDIER: Welcome, M'sieur, sit yourself down
And meet the best innkeeper in town
As for the rest, all of them crooks
Rooking the guests and cooking the books
Seldom do you see
Honest men like me
A gent of good intent
Who's content to be
Master of the house
Doling out the charm
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
Tells a saucy tale
Makes a little stir
Customers appreciate a bon viveur
Glad to do me friends a favour
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing Ev'rything has got a little price
Master of the house
Keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve you of a sou or two
Watering the wine
Making up the weight
Picking up their knick-nacks when they can't see straight
Ev'rybody loves a landlord
Ev'rybody's bosom friend
I do what ever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!
CHORUS: Master of the house
Quick to catch your eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Comforter, philospher and life-long mate
Ev'rybody's boon companion
Ev'rybody's chaperone
THÉNARDIER: I do whatever pleases,
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!
Enter, M'sieur
Lay down your load
Unlace your boots
And rest from the road
This weighs a ton
Travel's a curse
But here we strive to lighten his purse
Here the goose is cooked
Here the fat is fried
And nothing's overlooked till I'm satisfied
Food beyond compare
M. THÉNARDIER: Food beyond belief
THÉNARDIERS: Mix it in a mincer and pretend it's beef
M. THÉNARDIER: Kidney of a horse
THÉNARDIER: Liver of a cat
THÉNARDIERS: Filling up the sausages with this and that
M. THÉNARDIER: Residents are more than welcome
THÉNARDIER: Bridal suite is occupied
THÉNARDIERS: Reasonable charges, plus a little extra on the side
M. THÉNARDIER: Charge 'em for the lice
THÉNARDIER: Extra for the mice
THÉNARDIERS: Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
M. THÉNARDIER: Here's a little slice
THÉNARDIER: There's a little cut
THÉNARDIERS: Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
THÉNARDIER: When it comes to fixing prices
M. THÉNARDIER: There's a lot of tricks he knows
THÉNARDIERS: How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!
CHORUS: Master of the house
Quick to catch your eye
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher and life-long mate
Ev'rybody's boon companion
Give him ev'rything I've got
THÉNARDIER: Dirty bunch of geezers,
Jesus! What a sorry little lot!
M. THÉNARDIER: I used to dream that I would meet a prince
But God almighty, have you seen what's happened since?
'Master of the house'
Isn't worth my spit
'Comforter, philosopher' and life-long
CHORUS: SHH!
M. THÉNARDIER: Cunning little brain
Regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover but there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature
Landing me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted living with this bastard in the house
CHORUS: Master of the house
M. THÉNARDIER: Master and a half!
CHORUS: Comforter, philosopher
M. THÉNARDIER: Don't make me laugh!
CHORUS: Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
M. THÉNARDIER: Hypocrite and toadie and inebriate
CHORUS: Ev'rybody bless the landlord
Ev'rybody bless his spouse
THÉNARDIER: Ev'rybody raise a glass!
M. THÉNARDIER: Raise it up the master's ass!
CHORUS: AAH! M. THÉNARDIER: Raise it up the master's ass!
ALL: Ev'rybody raise a glass to the master of the house!
VALJEAN: I found her wand'ring in the woods, this little child
I found her trembling in the shadows
And I am here to help Cosette
And I will settle any debt you may think proper
I will pay what I must pay
To take Cosette away
Now her mother is with God
Fantine's suffering is over
And I speak here with her voice
And I stand here in her place
THÉNARDIER: What to do? What to say?
Shall you carry our treasure away?
What a gem
What a pearl
Beyond rubies is our little girl
How can we speak of debt?
Let's not haggle for darling Colette
(M. THÉNARDIER: Cosette!) Let's not haggle for darling Colette
Let's not haggle for darling Cosette
Dear Fantine
Gone to rest
Have we done for her child what is best?
Shared our bread
Shared each bone
Treated her like she's one of our own
Like our own, M'sieur
VALJEAN: Your feelings do you credit, sir
And I will ease the parting blow
Let us not talk of bargain or bones or greed
Now, may I say we are agreed?
M. THÉNARDIER: That would quite
Fit the bill
If she hadn't so often been ill
Little dear
Cost us dear
Medicines are expensive, M'sieur
Not that we begrudged a sou
It's no more than we Christians must do
THÉNARDIERS: One thing more
One small doubt
There are treacherous people about
No offense
Please reflect
Your intentions may not be correct
VALJEAN: No more words
Here's your price
Fifteen hundred for your sacrifice
Come, Cosette
Say goodbye
Let us seek out some friendlier sky
Thank you, both
For Cosette
It won't take you too long to forget
THÉNARDIER: Bye bye Baguette!
THE BEGGARS: Look down and see the beggars at your feet
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down and see the sweepings of the street
Look down, look down upon your fellow man
GAVROCHE: 'Ow do you do? My name's Gavroche
These are my people, here's my patch
Not much to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch
This is the land that fought for liberty
Now when we fight, we fight for bread
Here is the thing about equality
Ev'ryone's equal when they're dead
Take your place, take your chance
Vive la France! Vive la France!
BEGGARS: Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man
MARIUS PONTMERCY: Where are the leaders of the land?
Where are the swells who run this show?
ENJOLRAS: Only one man and that's Lamarque
Speaks for the people here below
BEGGARS: See our children fed
Help us in our shame
Something for a crust of bread in holy Jesus name
In the Lord's holy name
In his name In his name
MARIUS: Lamarque is ill and fading fast
Won't last the week out, so they say
ENJOLRAS: With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades arise?
GAVROCHE: Watch out for old Thénardier
All of his family's on the make
Once ran a hash house down the way
Bit of a swine and no mistake
He's got the gang of leading layabouts
Even his daughter does her share
That's Éponine, she knows her way about
Only a kid but hard to scare
Do we care? Not a cuss
Long live us! Long live us!
BEGGARS: Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man
M. THÉNARDIER: These bloody students on our street
Here they come slumming once again
Our Éponine would kiss their feet
She never had a scrap of brain
MARIUS: Hey Éponine, what's up today?
I haven't seen you much about
ÉPONINE: Here you can always catch me in
MARIUS: Mind the police don't catch you out
ÉPONINE: Here, what d'you with all them books?
I could have been a student too
Don't judge a girl on how she looks
I know a lot of things, I do
MARIUS: Poor Éponine, the things you know
You wouldn't find in books like these
ÉPONINE: I like the way you grow your hair
MARIUS: I like the way you always tease
ÉPONINE: Little he knows
Little he sees
M. THÉNARDIER: Here's the old boy
Stay on the job
And watch out for the law
ÉPONINE: Stay out of this
MARIUS: But, Éponine...
ÉPONINE: You'll be in trouble here
It's not your concern
You'll be in the clear
MARIUS: Who is that man?
ÉPONINE: Leave me alone
MARIUS: Why is he here?
Hey, Éponine!
MARIUS: I didn't see you there, forgive me
THÉNARDIER: Please, M'sieur
Come this way
Here's a child that ain't eaten today
Save a life
Spare a sou
God rewards all the good that you do
Wait a bit
Know that face
Ain't the world a remarkable place
Men like me
Don't forget
You're the bastard who borrowed Cosette
VALJEAN: What is this?
Are you mad?
No M'sieur, you don't know what you do
THÉNARDIER: You know me, you know me!
I'm a con, just like you
ÉPONINE: It's the police, disappear!
Run for it
It's Javert!
(COSETTE: Papa!) It's Javert!
It's Javert!
JAVERT: Another brawl in the square
Another stink in the air
Was there a witness to this?
Well let him speak to Javert
M'sieur, the streets are not safe
But let these vermin beware
We'll see that justice is done
Look upon this fine collection
Crawled from underneath a stone
This swarm of worms and maggots could have picked you to the bone
I know this man over here I know his name and his trade
And on your witness, M'sieur, I'll see him suitably paid
But where's the gentleman gone
And why on Earth did he run?
THÉNARDIER: You will have a job to catch him
He's the one you should arrest
No more bourgeois when you scratch him
Than the brand upon his chest
JAVERT: Could it be he's some old jailbird
That the tide now washes in?
Heard my name and started running
Had the brand upon his skin?
And the girl who stood beside him
When I turned, they both had gone
Could he be the man I've hunted?
Could it be he's Jean Valjean?
THÉNARDIER: In
THÉNARDIER: In the
THÉNARDIER: In the absense of a victim,
Dear Inspector,
May I go?
And remember, when you nicked him
It was me that told you so
JAVERT: Let the old man keep on running
I will run him off his feet
Ev'ryone about your business
Clear this garbage off the street
There
Out in the darkness
A fugitive running
Fallen from God
Fallen from grace
God be my witness
I never shall yield
Till we come face to face
Till we come face to face
He knows his way in the dark
Mine is the way of the Lord
Those who follow the path of the righteous
Shall have their reward
And if you fall as Lucifer fell
The flame
The sword
Stars
In your multitudes
Scarce to be counted
Filling the darkness
With order and light
You are the sentinels
Silent and sure
Keeping watch in the night
Keeping watch in the night
You know your place in the sky
You hold your course and your aim
And each in your seasons return and return
And is always the same
And if you fall as Lucifer fell
You'll fall in flames
And so it must be
For so it is written
On the doorway to paradise
That those who falter and those who fall
Must pay the price
Lord, let me find him
That I may see him
Safe behind bars
I will never rest
Till then
This I swear
This I swear by the stars
GAVROCHE: That Inspector thinks he's something
But it's me who runs this town
And my theatre never closes
And the curtain's never down
Trust Gavroche
Have no fear
You can always find me here
ÉPONINE: Cosette, now I remember
Cosette, how can it be?
We were children together
Look what's become of me
Good God, oh what a rumpus!
MARIUS: That girl, who can she be?
ÉPONINE: That cop, he'd like to jump us
But he ain't smart, not he
MARIUS: Éponine, who was that girl?
ÉPONINE: Some bourgeois two-a-penny thing
MARIUS: Éponine, find her for me
ÉPONINE: What will you give me?
MARIUS: Anything
ÉPONINE: Got you all excited now
But God knows what you see in her
Aren't you all delighted now?
No, I don't want your money, sir
MARIUS: Éponine
Do this for me
Discover where she lives
But careful how you go
Don't let her father know
'Ponine
I'm lost until she's found
ÉPONINE: You see, I told you so
There's lots of things I know
'Ponine
She knows her way around
COMBEFERRE: At Notre-Dame, the sections are prepared
FEUILLY: At Rue du Bac they're straining at the leash
COURFEYRAC: Students, workers, ev'ryone
There's a river on the run
Like the flowing of the tide
Paris coming to our side
ENJOLRAS: The time is near