Original subtitles

Your father, he was one of Napoleon's bravest colonels.

I never knew him, because of you.

Get out! I never want to see you again!

I've seen nothing of the world yet.

I want to see for myself.

I want to be a citizen of the Republic, not a subject of a king.

We'll all be fighting to the death about that.

And what side will you be on, my friend?

-MARIUS: What's your name? -Cosette.

MARIUS: You could find out where they live, couldn't you?

The old man and the girl.

The girl you're sweet on? Depends. What do I get?

JAVERT: I am convinced that he is still alive and here, in Paris.

(GRUNTS)

You wouldn't want no harm to come to your pretty daughter now?

JEAN: You dare to threaten my Cosette?

Now, do your worst!

(GRUNTS)

Shame you missed the real prize, Inspector.

Papa!

I shall never be at peace until he is back in chains.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(PEOPLE SPEAKING FRENCH)

(PEOPLE CHANTING IN FRENCH)

(COUGHING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING IN FRENCH)

-Liberte! -(ALL CHEER)

-MAN: Vive la revolution! -(ALL CHEER)

I want more men on the street, Rivette.

Now that we know he's here, it is imperative that

we find him and get him into custody. Coat!

-Sir, if I might suggest... -Suggest what?

Speak up, man.

Well, surely, sir, it's more important

to respond to these intelligence reports.

We've got workers' groups openly discussing violent revolution.

Three illegal arms factories unearthed this week.

He is here, Rivette.

He has been in Paris all this time, laughing at us.

Well, this time, he will not get away!

With respect, sir, we're facing severe problems with public order.

Surely, our focus should be on these larger issues.

There is no larger issue, man!

Mark my words, wherever you find unrest,

he will be at the very heart of it.

So what orders am I to give the men, sir?

I want that man found, arrested, and brought to justice!

And as for that scoundrel, Thenardier,

go and arrange for his transfer to the prison hulks.

You should never have gone back there.

Those people there, they're evil.

Yes.

But I will always protect you, Cosette.

I hope I never see them again.

-(WOMAN SCREAMING) -(PEOPLE CLAMOURING)

(WOMAN COUGHING)

(WOMEN CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

-(SHOUTING IN FRENCH) -WARDER: Get back from the gate. Back!

Colbert.

Famille Gasse.

Jondrette Azelma.

Jondrette Eponine.

Girls, come on.

Not you.

Jondrette Rosalie. Check your list. Have a look at it.

WARDER: Assaulting a police officer with intent to murder?

I don't think so.

Get back or you get this!

You two, out!

-AZELMA: Mama. Mama. -You can't take my daughters from me.

You can't... You can't take my daughters from me!

(ALL SHOUTING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Eponine! Azelma!

ENJOLRAS: They're saying General Lamarque is dying.

He won't last more than a couple of weeks.

Well, one old soldier on his last legs. (LAUGHS)

I mean, what difference does that make?

Lamarque was one of the last heroes who stood up for the common man.

He fought in the revolution, and he's been on our side ever since.

There's bound to be a huge demonstration at his funeral.

That'll be where it starts.

Workers are coming out all over Paris.

And they are ready for new leaders.

This is where we can take our place in history.

We have arms and we have ammunition

that we can provoke the army to attack.

The people will rise up in anger.

Found you.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Got to say, you're a bit of a sorry sight.

You've got straw in your hair.

Oh, fiddle.

I was trying to look nice for you.

You don't look very pleased to see me.

But I could make you happy if I wanted to.

Remember, you promised me anything I wanted

if I found you a certain address.

And I've got it.

-What? -The address of that young lady.

-Give it to me now. -I'll take you there.

Swear to me, you won't tell your father where they live.

You don't have to worry about him. He's locked up in jail.

-All the same. Swear it. -All right, I swear.

Good.

Take me there now.

Well, you're keen, aren't you?

Remember what you promised me, anything I wanted.

(LAUGHS) Yes, right.

(MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Where's the prisoner?

Didn't you hear? He snuffed it.

Cholera, we think. Spreading like wildfire.

RIVETTE: Well, he was fine the last time I saw him.

Come on!

Cosette.

I have to go away for a couple of days.

Will you take me with you?

It wouldn't be safe.

The Thenardiers are all in jail.

No one else knows we're here.

But are you well enough?

Yes.

Don't leave the house until I'm back.

When do you leave?

This evening.

Don't worry.

Toussaint will look after you.

(COSETTE SIGHS)

-This is really it? You're sure? -I'm sure.

Thank you.

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

This is all I have on me. I'm sorry.

(COIN CLINKS)

I don't want your money.

Don't you understand anything?

Oh, come on.

I'm really very grateful.

(SNIFFLES)

JAVERT: Warder!

So you just let him walk out of here?

WARDER: I thought he was dead.

-Rivette! -I'm very sorry, sir.

He's got away.

You are dismissed.

When we capture Jean Valjean,

there can be no mistakes.

(SIGHS)

THENARDIER: The master escapologist, the man they couldn't hold.

With one bound, he was free!

And here, in my subterranean kingdom, I rule, unchallenged!

Oh, shut your hole.

-You nearly got us all done. -Yeah.

Well... Well, I'll tell you one thing.

I'm gonna get my own back on that old sod who stole my stepdaughter.

He was the one that's almost got us done, if you remember.

He's got a big house around here.

All secret and tucked away. We've seen it.

-We followed him. -After he jumped out your window.

Yeah.

Well, we'll do his house,

then we'll do him.

Yeah?

(GATE CREAKS)

(RUSTLING)

COSETTE: Toussaint, are you careful to bolt the shutters at night?

(CHUCKLES) Oh, you needn't worry, mademoiselle.

No one can get in.

And if they did, you'd be killed before you knew anything about it.

Toussaint.

Just saying.

MARIUS: Does she still come to the Luxembourg Gardens?

What a terrible thing for a man not to know the address of his soul.

I live in darkness now.

There's someone who went away, taking the sky with her.

To lie in that same tomb,

holding hands and gently to caress each other's fingers in the shadows...

(BREATHES HEAVILY) It's him.

He's found me.

(RUSTLING)

(BIRD CAWING)

(RUSTLING)

(EXHALES)

(EXHALES)

-(LEAVES CRUNCHING) -(GASPS)

Forgive me, forgive me.

(EXHALES)

Did you read my letter?

Yes.

Do... Do you remember,

in the Luxembourg Gardens when we spoke?

Yes.

Of course.

What's the matter?

I can't...

(PANTING)

Cosette.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

(MAN SPEAKING FRENCH)

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKS FRENCH)

Here we go, rats! Go on! Scum!

Here. Come here, what's the matter?

Please, sir, we're lost,

we've got nothing to eat, and nowhere to sleep.

And you go begging in a barber shop? What'd you think you'll get? (CHUCKLES)

Free haircut?

You'd better come along with me. Come on.

Bonjour, monsieur.

BAKER: No begging here.

We're paying customers, my good man.

Five centimes worth of bread for my own friends and me.

If you'd be so good.

Merci, monsieur. Au revoir.

Remember,

if we're begging for food, it's the baker, not the barber.

Au revoir, mes petits.

(MAN COUGHS)

(GUNS COCKING)

(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

GRANTAIRE: (LAUGHS) Oh, please, no.

Okay. Why not.

ALL: Un, un, deux, deux,

(CHANTING) deux, deux, deux, deux, deux, deux...

-(GRANTAIRE LAUGHING) -Men, General Lamarque is dead.

Everyone will be coming onto the streets for his funeral.

They are ready in Les Halles, they are ready in Saint-Jacques.

We have promises that half the army will be with us.

(LAUGHS) Another revolution. Is it really going to happen here?

Well, don't take my word for it. Hear it from the workers.

Despiat. Is it going to happen?

Oh, it's happening already, my friend.

And if you're not with us, then you're part of the enemy,

so make up your minds.

You rich students can go back to your families in the country,

but we the poor, we have to live here.

We've been squeezed so hard, we have nothing to lose.

I am ready to die in this fight.

Are you?

-Is it really going to come to all that? -Go home, Grantaire.

This isn't a game.

Courfeyrac.

You can count on me.

ENJOLRAS: That's right.

And Marius Pontmercy?

Oh. No, he's in his own world.

He's found his angel.

He's been staying with me and he speaks of nothing else.

I don't see him on the barricade.

Well, we have no need of his sort.

All we need now is a spark to set off the powder keg

and all Paris could go up in flames.

And the government will be torn to bits!

(ALL CHEERING AND SINGING)

I... I'm with you.

Truly?

To the death.

To the death.

(ALL SINGING IN FRENCH)

Lamarque is dead.

-Hurrah! -Good riddance to him.

-The last hope of the left. -(ALL LAUGH)

To think they expected him to be buried with full military honours.

In the Pantheon, no less.

He can rot in hell for all I care.

Along with the idle scum who follow him. (LAUGHS)

Come on, Gillenormand, what do you say?

Oh, absolutely.

Agreed. Agreed.

MAN: Poor fellow.

He's not the man he was.

TOUSSAINT: Ah.

-Welcome home, monsieur. -Thank you, Toussaint.

-Is everything all right? -Yes.

-And Cosette? -Oh, fine.

Thank you.

Anything I can get you, monsieur?

No, thank you. Thank you, Toussaint.

-Welcome home, Papa! -(LAUGHS) Oh, my Cosette.

-You're safe. -Hmm.

Come, I have something important to tell you.

(GATE CREAKS)

So that's how you do it.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

This is the house.

Not bad.

MONTPARNASSE: You know if they've got a cab?

A what?

-A guard dog. Has he got one? -Well, I don't know.

MONTPARNASSE: Well, I brought some meat soaked in sleepy juice just in case.

And a knife for the old man's throat.

It's a locked door. We'll soon be through that.

-No, you won't. -(THENARDIER GASPS)

Jesus Christ, who's that?

Your daughter.

So you got out of jail, did you?

Straight back into trouble.

Give it up.

He's got guns, he'll blow your heads off your shoulders.

He won't know we're there until it's too late.

Help! Monsieur!

(GASPING)

-You go in, okay? -Okay.

I'll stay out here with the girl.

If she makes a sound, she gets this, all right?

Yeah, it's all the same to me.

You'd let him slit my throat?

-Your own daughter? Fine father you are! -(SHUSHES)

-(WOMAN SPEAKING IN FRENCH) -(DOG BARKING)

(IN ENGLISH) Oh, now look what you've gone and done.

I don't fancy this, I'm out.

-(SIGHS) -Come on, lad, what do you say?

There's always tomorrow, eh?

-Right, let's just go, all right? -(GROANS LOUDLY)

This is all down to you, this is.

Yeah, all right. Tomorrow night.

And you, keep your beak out of it!

I'm not scared of you.

MARIUS: My darling.

(COSETTE BREATHES DEEPLY)

Papa is back,

and he told me to make ready, we're going away soon.

And going where?

To England.

No, no, no. For how long?

I don't know. I think he meant for good.

I won't let us be parted. I couldn't live without you anyway.

I'll find some way for us to be together here, or in England.

Now, listen, I have to go.

There's something I've got to do.

But tomorrow, at the stroke of 9:00, I'll be here, in the garden.

But what's your plan? How are we to be together?

We will.

We will, somehow.

Oh, Cosette. Cosette.

Until tomorrow, my love.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

EPONINE: Monsieur.

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

Anyone can get in. You've got a wonky railing.

Listen, I've come to warn you.

There's a gang coming to rob you tomorrow night.

So you better move and sharpish.

-Why should I believe you? -You better.

My dad's in the gang.

Bye-bye, mister.

Monsieur, will you receive Monsieur Marius?

He's here. He wants to talk to you.

Well, didn't I always say he'd be back?

He wouldn't forget his old grandfather.

Show him in, show him in!

The rascal. (LAUGHS)

(INHALES)

Monsieur Marius.

Have you come to ask my forgiveness? Nay?

Have you come to your senses and realised you were in the wrong?

Is that it?

Come on, boy. Spit it out. What is it?

Monsieur, I've come to ask your permission to marry.

To marry?

Well.

-Who's the girl? -Her name's Mademoiselle Fauchelevent.

Never heard of her.

But, uh, she's rich? Hmm?

Penniless.

So, you want to plunge into misery,

with a woman around your neck, do you?

And you need my money, no doubt.

Well, sit down. Tell me all about it.

You rogue.

-You've got her in trouble, haven't you? -No.

I've had affairs like that, my boy, and plenty of them.

(LAUGHS)

Well, the young must live,

and the old must die.

That's the way of it.

Here's 2,000 francs.

You can set her up in a nice, little love nest

if you're so fond of her.

But, um, you don't want to marry her.

Make her your mistress, you silly boy. (LAUGHS)

That's the way it's done.

Monsieur, the last time we were together,

you insulted my father.

Today, you insult my wife.

I shall never ask anything from you ever again.

-Farewell. -(SIGHS)

What's the matter with him?

What have I said?

Marius!

Marius, come back. Let's discuss this like men.

Marius, don't leave me! (CRIES)

(CRYING)

-(DOOR SLAMS) -He's gone. He's gone.

(CRYING)

Mon Dieu.

-Get ready. -MARIUS: For what?

General Lamarque's funeral procession today.

Are you coming or not?

Aren't you supposed to be a Napoleonist democrat?

-(SCOFFS) -Lamarque fought for Napoleon.

He should be buried in the Pantheon as a hero,

but instead, they're treating him like dirt.

What would your father want you to do, Marius?

COURFEYRAC: Are you with us or not?

-I can't. -(ENJOLRAS SCOFFS)

Leave him. We don't need any romantic daydreamers

or lovesick schoolboys.

We're going to force the army to strike.

This isn't for the likes of you. There might be some rough stuff.

Come on, lads.

Papa.

-What's wrong? -We must move today.

We can't stay in this house any more.

To England?

-Already? -No, that'll take time

and it's not safe to travel.

We're moving to a secret address, here in Paris.

But how would anyone know how to find us?

Is there someone you wish to be found by?

(SOFTLY) No.

No.

Make yourself ready. We leave in an hour.

TOUSSAINT: Anything I can get you, monsieur?

JEAN: No, thank you, Toussaint.

-TOUSSAINT: All right, monsieur. -(FOOTSTEPS DESCENDING)

Toussaint, do you know the address of where we're going to?

Papa did tell me, but it slipped my mind.

Rue de l'Homme Arme, number seven.

-Ah. -Monsieur says it's lovely.

COSETTE: My beloved Marius,

we go to Rue de l'Homme Arme, number seven.

Please come or send word tonight.

I love you. I love you.

I love you.

JEAN: Here.

(MARCHING FOOTSTEPS)

JEAN: Not the finest view in the world,

but it's not so bad, this place.

What is it, Cosette? What's the matter?

Nothing. Really, it's nothing.

(CHURCH BELL TOLLING)

(DRUM BEATING)

They'll try to trap us at Bastille.

They won't.

This is it.

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

ALL: Lamarque to the Pantheon!

(ALL CLAMOURING)

ALL: Lamarque to the Pantheon!

ALL: Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Get back! Get out of our way!

MAN: Back from here.

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

(ALL SHOUTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

-(GUNSHOT) -(SHOUTING STOPS)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

Get them to the streets.

We'll trap them in the streets.

(ALL CLAMOURING)

-Come on! -ENJOLRAS: Let's go, go, go, go!

-Run! -(ALL SCREAMING)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

-(GRUNTS) -(ALL CLAMOURING)

-(HORSES WHINNYING) -(ALL SHOUTING)

-Enjolras! -(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(SOLDIER SCREAMS)

(ALL SHOUTING)

-Citizens! Citizens! -Your hand. Your hand, Enjolras.

Hold that. Citizens! Citizens!

Citizens. Now is the time to make our stand.

We must build a barricade.

Our fellow fighters will be doing the same across the city.

We must divide the focus of the military,

and make this city ungovernable.

-Yes! -(ALL CHEER)

And defend this barricade to the death!

-GRANTAIRE: Yes! -(ALL CHEER)

And it's very handy that it's right next to a pub.

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

-Welcome, Despiat. -Mon ami.

This is the perfect place. There's only one line of attack.

Gather everything you can and start building.

-Come on, comrades! -(ALL CHEER)

(ALL CHEERING)

Well done, my fellow fighter.

Come here. I embrace you as a comrade. Hmm?

Hmm. (MOANS)

-Get off me, you ape. -(LAUGHS)

RIVETTE: Sir, the army has lost control of the city. It's chaos out there.

It's more than likely that Jean Valjean has fled Paris by now.

I doubt that.

He'll be in the midst of them, and that's where I'll find him.

I beg you, sir, this is too dangerous. Send someone else.

I wouldn't trust anyone else.

(PEOPLE CLAMOURING)

(GLASS SMASHING)

Monsieur, you don't want to be outdoors today.

Oh, I think I do, my boy.

ENJOLRAS: Use them wisely.

Monsieur.

-You best go home. -No, I don't think I will.

Time to do my bit.

Good work.

(GRUNTS)

Is a man named Jean Valjean with us?

Not that I know of.

He'll be in the thick of it. Mark my words.

(DOOR CREAKS OPEN)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(PEOPLE SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

(WHISPERS) Cosette.

Cosette.

No... Let me go!

I can't. I can't let you go. It's not safe.

Please, listen, there's fighting all over Paris.

You can't keep me shut up here forever.

Cosette!

-Where were you going? -Let me go!

-Cosette. -Let me go!

(CRYING) I hate you!

Cosette!

Monsieur Marius.

Eponine.

There's no point waiting around here.

She's gone.

Your pals are over at the barricade on Rue de la Chanvrerie.

It's just me and you.

So I've lost everything.

My life is over.

Oh, come on, Monsieur Marius, don't be like that.

Rue de la Chanvrerie, you say?

That's it.

Right.

That's as good a place to die as anywhere.

You don't have to get yourself killed, Monsieur Marius.

Keep your head down, you'll live to fight another day.

But what's the point in living if I've lost Cosette.

-Monsieur Marius... -Just leave me alone!

(MAN SHOUTS INDISTINCTLY)

(ALL CHEERING)

COURFEYRAC: Looking good, comrades.

Good to see you too, comrade.

I thought you'd given up on us.

Not me.

Good to see you.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Him.

He's a copper.

Seize that man.

Get off me.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

-Where is he? -Who?

Your leader, Jean Valjean.

Never heard of him,

Inspector Javert.

There are no leaders here.

That's where you're mistaken, my friend.

-You've all been led astray. -Can I shoot him?

We're not assassins.

He can stay where he is,

and tell us what he knows about the army's plans.

(SOLDIERS MARCHING)

They're coming!

They're coming!

SOLDIER: Company, halt!

Present arms.

-(GUNS COCKING) -Get down!

Fire!

(YELPS)

(GROANS)

SOLDIER: Present arms.

-(GUNS COCKING) -Fire!

Fix bayonets.

Recharge.

-Stop. Hold your powder! -Stop, get down!

ENJOLRAS: Wait for them to advance We can't waste any bullets.

We need to hit them when they're closer.

Charge!

Hold!

Hold!

Fire!

-MAN: I've got more guns! -Keep them coming!

(GROANING)

Retreat! Move back, retreat!

Yes!

(INAUDIBLE)

(ALL CHEERING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXHALES)

Take the wounded.

-Reload the arms. -MAN: Yes.

(LAUGHS)

(SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

ENJOLRAS: Let's get that flag back up.

I can do that.

No, no, that's not a job for an old man.

I said, (CHUCKLES) I'll do it.

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

Long live the revolution!

MAN: Vive la revolution!

(ALL CHEERING)

-Long live the Repub... -(GUNSHOT)

(PANTS)

(ALL GASP)

(EXHALES) Monsieur Mabeuf.

Grantaire.

(STUTTERS) Monsieur.

Monsieur.

ENJOLRAS: Take him inside.

GRANTAIRE: Easy, easy.

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

(GUNSHOTS)

ENJOLRAS: We need more weapons!

More weapons!

Go on, get back!

(PANTING)

(ALL CLAMOURING)

(GUN CLICKS)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Hey, give me that torch.

Go!

Move back, or I'll blow up the barricade!

SOLDIER: Oh, yeah, and yourself with it?

Myself too.

(PANTING)

You don't believe me?

Are you crazy?

(YELLS)

-Move! -He's crazy. Get back!

-He's crazy, he's crazy! -Move! Move!

-Get back! Get back! -Move!

(ALL CHEERING)

SOLDIER: Move back! Move back!

Move! Move!

(ALL CHEERING)

Well done. I didn't know you had it in you.

It's easy enough when you don't care about your life.

(PANTING)

-Yeah! -(ALL CHEERING)

-(GUN COCKS) -ENJOLRAS: Watch out!

(GASPING)

You see, some of us still value your life, Pontmercy.

-(PANTING) -Even if you don't.

(PANTING)

EPONINE: Monsieur.

At your feet.

MARIUS: Eponine.

What are you doing here?

(GASPING)

The soldier was shooting at you.

I tried to stop him.

Don't move me. Stay with me, please.

Listen.

I don't want to deceive you.

I got a letter for you.

I didn't want you to get it, but now...

That feels nice.

-Have you got it? -Yes. (SNIFFLES)

-Will you promise me? -What?

To kiss me on the forehead when I'm dead?

I won't feel it.

(CRIES)

Don't be sad.

We're all going to die.

(CRIES)

(EPONINE GASPING)

It's coming back.

(CRYING) I can't breathe.

I really did love you.

(MARIUS CRYING)

Pontmercy.

(COSETTE CRYING)

COSETTE: My beloved Marius,

we go to Rue de l'Homme Arme, number seven.

Please come or send word tonight.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

She's gone.

Dear Lord, she's gone.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Bonsoir, monsieur, got a letter for number seven.

-Give it here... -This is for a young lady.

-Mademoiselle Cosette? -That's the one.

-Where have you come from? -The barricade.

Rue de la Chanvrerie.

There are dead men there, comrade.

But not the one that wrote that letter.

He was still alive when I last saw him.

Was he?

-Right. Give it here. -Hey!

Go on, hop it. Hop it!

All right, keep your hair on. I'm off.

MARIUS: My darling, I hastened to you, but you were no longer there.

I thought I'd lost you forever.

I'm now on the barricades with my friends.

If I die, I die loving you.

But if I live, I will find you, and we'll be together for eternity.

When you read this, my soul will be nearer to you and your smile.

I love you.

Marius.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)