All language subtitles for Les.Miserables.2018.S01E06.WEBRip.x264-ION10

There is a man called Thenardier.

He saved my life.

If you ever meet him,
you do the best you can.

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

and all Paris could go up in flames.

We must make this city ungovernable

and defend this barricade to the death.

(ALL CHEERING)

(FOOTSTEPS MARCHING)

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

Where is he?

-Who?
-Jean Valjean.

We're moving to a secret address.

But how would anyone know
how to find us?

JEAN: Is there someone
you wish to be found by?

COSETTE: My beloved Marius.

Please come or send word tonight.

Got a letter for you.

-Let me go!
-I can't let you go.

There's fighting all over Paris.

I hate you!

In her heart she's gone.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Got a letter from someone.

MARIUS: My darling, I'm now on
the barricades with my friends.

(SCREAMING)

MARIUS: If I die, I die loving you.

(DRUMROLL PLAYING)

(CAT MEOWS)

(CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY)

(PANTING)

So, what did you see?

It's all over, comrade.

Hundreds of soldiers
are getting ready to attack

and most of the barricades
have been destroyed.

(MURMURING INDISTINCTLY)

You all right?

Me?

Never better.

Everybody outside, now.
You need to hear this.

Marius, go out front.

Wake up.

(MUTTERING)

Citizens...

This is the end game.

Every man and woman who stays here
and fights today will die.

History will remember us.

And one day, the people will prevail,
but for now

the whole Paris army is out,
and within an hour they will be upon us.

You have nothing to expect.

Nothing to hope for.

So be it.

Let's raise the barrier higher

and fight to the last man.

(ALL CHEERING)

ENJOLRAS: You should consider.

Some of you have wives, husbands,

sons, daughters. Think of them.

A heroic death
would do nothing for them.

You get yourself killed, they starve.

Or worse.

No. For you,
it is a braver thing to live,

for your family's sake.

Enjolras is right.

MARIUS: There's no shame on you
living to fight another day.

Every married man and woman,

every breadwinner, come forward,

shake our hands and leave.

I command you.

I entreat you.

(MURMURING INDISTINCTLY)

Live well, comrade.

You'll be building a better world.

A world we won't be seeing.

I'm quite sure we won't be here.

Yes.

-(DRUMMING)
-(GASPS)

(FOOTSTEPS MARCHING IN DISTANCE)

Papa?

Bonjour, mademoiselle.

-Have you seen Papa?
-No.

Mademoiselle, come back!

Mademoiselle, come back!

Prepare yourselves.

Mademoiselle.

-Get back.
-Get off!

-Marius! Marius!
-Get back!

Marius!

Look!

-Prepare yourselves!
-(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Brace yourselves!

Cannon fire.

Fire!

(CANON BLASTS)

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

(LOUD BUZZING)

(SCREAMING INDISTINCTLY)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(YELLS INDISTINCTLY)

They're falling back!

(MEN SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)

Citizen, the Republic thanks you.

I don't know who you are,

or why you are here.
I'm glad to have you with us.

ENJOLRAS: Comrades!

This is a grim moment in our history,

but a glorious one.

Our sacrifice is going to help
build a better world.

This barricade is made of more
than just cobblestones and bedsteads.

It is made of hopes,

of ideals,

of love of our fellow men.

We fight for the wretched of the earth.

And if we go to our deaths,
we go to our deaths with joy.

Long live the Republic.

Vive la revolution!

(ALL CHEERING)

ENJOLRAS: Marius. Marius.

We bought ourselves some time.

Trouble is we're running out of bullets.

Leave that to me.

Gavroche!

Gavroche! Come back here!

Gavroche, come back! Gavroche!

You'll get yourself killed!

(GUNS FIRING)

Hey, now for corpses!

Gavroche!

Bad luck. Try again.

(GAVROCHE SINGING)

(GUNS FIRING)

(MEN CLAMOURING)

(GUN FIRES)

Gavroche!

(GROANING)

Good shot.

Don't be a fool!

(GUN FIRES)

(GROANING)

-No!
-Marius!

(GUNS FIRING)

(PANTING)

-(GUNSHOT)
-(GROANS)

We got them.

It was good sport.

Wasn't it?

Yeah.

Poor little squirt.

What did he say?

He said... He said it was good sport.

Enjolras!

Get him inside quickly.
Dress his wounds.

Come here.

Marius. Marius. Open your eyes.

This is our last refuge.

When they take the barricade,

those left alive can fight in here.

What about him?

The police boy.

All right,

last man alive
can put a bullet in his head.

May I claim that honour?

JEAN: As a favour.

I don't see why not.

He's yours.

(GUNS FIRING IN DISTANCE)

(MEN CLAMOURING IN DISTANCE)

Good luck, comrades.

Just so.

Go on then.

Take your revenge.

(CANNONS BLASTING IN DISTANCE)

Oh, yeah.

A blade would be more your style.

(SCREAMS)

Shut your mouth.

You're free. Now go.

(PEOPLE SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(GUNS FIRING IN DISTANCE)

What is this?

If I come through this alive,

which isn't very likely,

you can find me at rue de l'Homme Arme.

Number seven. I shan't resist arrest.

What are you doing?

I've no reason to take your life.

Now go, before I change my mind.

What? You're not gonna
take your opportunity?

Do you wish to die?

It'd make a hell of a lot more
sense than this.

Yeah, well, you'll have to
arrange it yourself. Now go.

Go.

Just go!

(PEOPLE SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

(ALL GRUNTING AND CLAMOURING)

Get back! Get back!

Get back!

Go, go!

Go for it!

-Go. Go!
-Come on!

In you come.

(PEOPLE CLAMOURING AND SCREAMING)

This is history. This is history.

(SCREAMING)

Come on!

What the hell's going on?

(SCREAMS)

-(GUN FIRES)
-(GASPS)

Hey!

Find your own boozer!

Bugger, that hurt!

He's the leader.

Shoot him where he stands.

Wait a minute!

Me, too.

Long live the Republic.

HEAD BAILIFF: Line up, lads.

You're entitled to be blindfolded.

Do you want the blindfold?

I piss on your blindfold.

Take aim.

Fire.

Two-four-six...

JAVERT: This man is a criminal,
a liar and a thief.

-Scum of the earth!
-You're a dirty thief!

JAVERT: Scum of the earth!
PETIT-GERVAIS: Dirty thief!

FANTINE: This is your fault.

Monster! Monster!

JAVERT: A criminal,
a liar and a thief.

(VOICES OVERLAPPING)

COSETTE: I hate you!

FANTINE: Monster!

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

(THUNDER CLAPPING)

-Hold it there.
-Get back.

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

You're back, sir.

You all right?

As you see, Rivette.

Well, there was a report
that you'd been captured by the Rebels.

And yet, here I am.

Did you see him?

The one you're after, that man Valjean?

Yes, I saw him.

What happened? Is he in custody?

No.

He got away?

He allowed me to get away.

Must have a soft spot for you, sir.

Are you mocking me?

No, sir.

You know they were
all killed, the Rebels.

Was his body found with the others?

I don't know, sir.

He's still at large.

And the other fellow, Thenardier,

he's been sighted down by the river.

These riots seem to have brought
all the scum to the surface.

I was just on my way down there.
Do you wish to come, sir?

Got some of our best men
standing by, sir.

I think there's a chance
we might get the whole gang of them.

Good.

Well done, Rivette.

If you'd just permit me, sir.

Take your hands off me.

Forgive me, sir.

I beg your pardon.

(PANTING)

(CHOKING)

You're all right.

(CHOKES)

You're all right.

You're all right.

Stay alive. Stay alive.

Stay... Oh, God!

Marius Pontmercy.

So that's who you are.

MARIUS: (VOICEOVER) "If I die,
take my body to my grandfather,

"Monsieur Gillenormand,

"number six,
Rue des Filles-du-Calvaire."

(SQUEAKING)

(JEAN GROANING)

(GRUNTING AND PANTING)

(GASPING)

(PANTING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(MAN LAUGHING)

Oh, you're really in the shit,
aren't ya? Eh? (LAUGHS)

Forgive me.

Oh, the smell of you, eh!

You're really not home here, are ya?

You don't know your way around.
It's not your milieu.

What do you want?

Oh, I'm just wondering about
what you're gonna do now.

How you gonna get out, then?

You don't know, do ya? You're stuck.

Shame.

We've not been friends in the past,
have we? But I could help you now.

You give me half of what you found
in that man's pockets,

and I'll open up the gate for you.

What makes you think
he had anything in his pockets?

Well, you wouldn't have killed him

unless he had something
worth having, now would ya?

What do you say? Fifty-fifty.

All right.

How are you gonna get this gate open?

Oh, no need to worry about that.

This is my territory down here.

Eh, now let's see what you've got.

Come on, let's see.

Oh, yes!

Is that all?

Not much for slitting a man's throat.

That's all.

30 francs is short for your commission.
Arms out. Arms out!

(GROANS)

It's hardly worth
it these days, is it, eh?

The robbery game.

No one's got nothing no more.

(SCOFFS)

All right, monsieur, I'll let you out.
Take your friend with ya.

Find a rope, tie it around a big stone.

When you dump him,
you don't want him bobbing up.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

(RAIN PATTERING)

Oi.

Oi!

You ruined my life.

I was a respected man.

I had my own inn,
now I live like a rat

in the shitty darkness.

(GROANS)

It's him.

It's Jean Valjean.

JEAN: Inspector Javert.

You can take me now.

But grant me one favour.

Help me take this man home
to his grandfather.

Who is he?

His name's Marius Pontmercy.

He's wounded.

He looks dead.

No, not yet. Not yet.

Will you help me?

Please.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

JAVERT: Monsieur Gillenormand.
Open up. Police.

Open up. Tell your master
we brought his grandson's body home.

His grandson you say?

Oh, my God!

Monsieur Marius. Careful.

It's Monsieur Marius.

Gently, gently, carefully.

Merci, monsieur.

(CRYING)

Oh, Monsieur Marius,
what have they done to you!

GILLENORMAND: Oh, no need to tell me.
He's dead. He's dead.

He's got himself
killed on the barricades.

Just to defy me.

He knew very well I was waiting for him.

(CRYING) You had to do it, didn't you?
You had to break an old man's heart.

(BOTH CRYING)

Wait, monsieur, I can feel a pulse.

Pray God, he'll live.

Serge, Serge! Quickly, get him upstairs.

Go on.

Come on, come on, quickly!

One more favour.

Let me go home.

Just for a few minutes.

Then you can do with me what you want.

Granted.

That young man...

Is he a...

Particular friend of yours?

Would you say he's dear to you?

Quite the contrary.

If he lives, he intends to...

Rob me of...

All my happiness.

And yet you...

Are you insane?

No, I don't think so.

Are you?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Go in. I'll wait for you here.

You trust me?

Go in.

Forgive me.

Now you can find him.

Javert?

Javert?

(SCREAMING) Javert?

(BELL DINGS)

RIVETTE: Yes, sir?

I've been making some recommendations

for the more efficient running
of this service.

I entrust you with the task

of bringing them
to the attention of the commissioner.

Very good, sir. (CLEARS THROAT)

-All well?
-No...

Rivette.

All is not well.

Prisoner Valjean.

He's no longer a prisoner.

I, er...

I let him go free.

May I ask why, sir?

I don't know.

As an act of clemency?

An act of madness.

That man...

(INHALES)

That man...

Everything I've ever
believed to be true.

Everything I've lived my life by.

And he...

He...

No matter.

I shall, of course,
be resigning my commission.

Oh, really, sir?

One mistake.

If it is indeed a mistake,
one mistake against a long career...

How can I continue,

after this?

I have brought myself
and the police service

into disgrace and disrepute.

I need some fresh air.

I'm going for a walk.

Remember to bring those notes

to the attention
of the Prefect of Police.

Good night, Rivette.

JAVERT: I beg, Monsieur le Prefect,
to consider these proposals

for improvements to the service.

First, that we end the practice of
prisoners returning from interrogations

being made to remove their shoes

while they await
transport back to the prison.

Many are coughing
when they return to their cells.

This leads to hospital expenses.

Second, a prisoner
who drops a thread in the weaving room,

loses ten sous.
This is an abuse of the contractor.

Third, the special regulation
of the Madelonnettes prison...

(VOICE CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(CRYING)

(SOLDIERS SCREAMING)

(GASPS)

(PEOPLE GRUNTING AND SCREAMING)

(SEWAGE WATER DRIPPING)

Shh. Marius.

Oh, my!

My dear boy.

How did I end up here?

You were carried here by the police.

MARIUS: Not the police.

Somebody else at the barricade.

I owe him my life.

Are they all dead?

Enjolras, Courfeyrac,

Grantaire, all my friends?

GILLENORMAND: It would seem so.

Was it all for nothing?

It brought you back to me,
my dearest boy.

I want to get married.

Do you indeed?

Did you hear that?

He wants to be married now.

All arranged.

What do you mean?

(CHUCKLING) What I said.
You shall have your little sweetheart.

I've done some investigating,

and I find she's a jewel.

And, and she adores you.

So, no more to be said.

Cosette agreed. Love agreed.

I couldn't be happier,

my beloved child.

Father...

Did you hear that? "Father."

Well, he loves me after all.

Now he's getting the girl he wants.

(CHUCKLING) Why not?

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Marius!

GILLENORMAND: You're very welcome.

Cosette.

GILLENORMAND: Please, take a seat.

What happened to you?

MARIUS: Doesn't matter.

Someone, I don't know who,

brought me back to you.

GILLENORMAND: You're very lucky, my boy.

If I were 15 years younger,

we'd be drawing swords
to see which of us would have her.

Really, Father?

What's the matter?

Can't I be in love with her, too?
It's only natural.

I'm joking, mademoiselle.
He's all yours.

You have a handsome husband
worth his salt.

No matter about money.

Your grandpapa
will take care of the pair of you.

My daughter has a dowry.

Six hundred and fifty thousand francs.

GILLENORMAND:
Six hundred and fifty thousand francs?

It's all there.

Well, you lucky devil.

Your little dove
turns out to be a millionairess.

They don't care, monsieur.

They only care about each other.

Ah! What it is to be young.

JEAN: Well,
I'll take my leave, monsieur.

No, no, no. I won't hear of it.

We're all one happy family now.

Stay for dinner.

No, monsieur. Thank you.

But with your permission,
I'll take my leave.

I'll see you later, Cosette.
No need for you to come now.

Very well, Papa. I'll see you later.

Thank you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

What can I do for you, monsieur?

I'm afraid I have to sit down.

I have something to tell you.

I'm an ex-convict.

Twenty years in the prison hulks.

Escaped, recaptured,

escaped again,
and presently I'm a wanted man.

I'm a thief.

I stole from a bishop.
The Bishop of Digne.

I even robbed a child.

You? Cosette's father?

No, I am not her father.

She was an orphan.

I found her.

I'm no one. I'm a peasant from Favereau.

My first crime
was to steal a loaf of bread.

You see, I'm...
I'm a common criminal.

I knew there was something.

I remember at the tavern,

you shot that police officer.

Is that why you came
to the barricade, to kill him?

What if I told you

I came to the barricades
with half a mind to kill you?

Yes, you see?
That's what you're dealing with.

Oh, for God's sake!

What am I to think of you now?

Think of me as you wish.

I wanted you to know the truth so that
I could take my leave of her and you.

In peace.

I don't belong
in the family of men, monsieur.

I'm on the outside.

Poor Cosette, when she finds out.

No, I beg you, monsieur, I beg you!

Spare her that.

You can't ask me to keep this from her.

Monsieur.

One day when she was with me,

she saw the chain gang go by.

And she couldn't bear to think

that such wicked men existed.

Men like me.

If you keep my secret,

I promise that after the wedding
I shall get out of your lives forever.

Agreed.

Thank you, monsieur.

Good day, Baron Pontmercy.

I wish you a happy life.

Papa?

Yes, my dear.

Are you happy?

Of course, I'm happy.

Happy for you.

Then why aren't you smiling?

I just... I'm...
I'm going to miss you. That's all.

Don't be silly, Papa.

The honeymoon will be over
before we know it.

And I'll be back in six weeks.

And then we'll see each other
all of the time.

(COUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I still think
we should go and see Papa first.

He'll be wanting to know
all about our wedding journey.

Maybe later.

Nicolette!

HOUSE MATRON: Oh, madame!

Monsieur.

Oh! Welcome home!

Oh, there's a visitor to see you.

Very important, the gentleman said.

I put him in the drawing room.

-Oh.
-Very well.

Bonjour, Monsieur le Baron.

What are you doing here?

Monsieur, I just thought I should
congratulate you on your wedding.

Madame, you look so beautiful.

But I remember when you were
a skinny little gutter-snipe,

we picked up in Montfermeil.

Thenardier.

(CHUCKLING)

That's me.

Marius, this man is evil.

My father saved me from him
when I was a little girl.

Oh, your father.

Let me tell you
something about your father.

Cosette, go upstairs.
I'll deal with this.

What do you want here?

I've got some information for you
that'll make your hair stand on end.

What information?

THENARDIER: I want a little
something in exchange.

I want to set up a business.

In the New World, there's er...

There's money to be made there,
slaves to trade.

-And your information is?
-Cosette.

That old fellow, your so-called father,

he's a thief and an assassin.

I wouldn't have him in the house,
if I was you. Not safe.

MARIUS: I know this.

He told me so himself.

Oh, yeah?

Who'd he kill, then?

He killed the policeman, Javert.
I'm sorry, Cosette.

(COSETTE SCOFFS)

(STAMMERING) Well, it isn't true.

How could you believe such a thing?

THENARDIER: Well, she's right.
'Cause he didn't.

Javert did himself in.

I saw it with my own eyes.
Threw himself off a bridge, he did.

No, the one that the old fellow killed
was a young chap.

I met him in the sewers
just after he'd done it.

He was gonna dump
the young chap in the river.

COSETTE: What did he look like,
this young chap?

About his size.

THENARDIER: I don't know.
What are you saying?

You've got it all wrong, you old fool.

He was saving your life!

He must have been the man
that carried you home.

He saved my life.

He saved your life.

THENARDIER: What about me?

Eh?

You?

Yeah.

You came here to ruin a man

and you crowned him with glory.

You're a liar and a stupid one at that.

You're the thief. You're the murderer.

I saw what you did in that squalid slum.

I could have you chained up
for the rest of your life.

MARIUS: Now get out
before I change my mind.

Wait.

You take this with you.

One thousand francs?

I understand you saved
my father's life, or altered it.

A colonel.

Baron Pontmercy.

Monsieur, Madame Pontmercy,

once in a lifetime
virtue is rewarded, eh?

My eternal gratitude.

COSETTE: Papa?

Papa?

MARIUS: Cosette?

He's gone away.

The candle sticks,

they're gone.

(COSETTE SIGHS)

I'm sorry I kept the truth
from you, Cosette.

I made a promise to your father.

Marius.

I think I know where he might be.

COSETTE: Papa?

Papa?

It's you.

You've come?

COSETTE: You took the candle sticks.

I knew we might find you in Digne.

You saved my life and never told me.

Monsieur.

Thought I'd never see her again.

Cosette.

Oh, Papa!

Didn't you know
I'm not worthy of your love.

I'm not worthy of anybody's love.
I...

Don't speak like that.

I know everything now.

COSETTE: Why did you run away and hide?

Papa!

Papa!

(JEAN GROANS)

JEAN: I couldn't...

COSETTE: Papa, your hand is so cold.

That's because I'm going to die soon.

No!

No, you're not!

You won't because...

Because I won't let you.

You're coming home with us.

I'm going to kidnap you.

(CRYING)

Do you really love me?

Oh, Papa.

Papa...

JEAN: You're still there?

Yes, Papa.

I have...

(INHALES DEEPLY) Things to tell you.

Never mind.

(CRYING)

Thank you.

Love each other.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

CHILD: Monsieur?

CHILD: Monsieur?

Monsieur?

Monsieur?

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)