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The sisters will care for her
for the sake of Monsieur Madeleine.
Tell her-Tell her
Tell her to keep these for me.
Tell her they're very dear to me.
- I'll go through the back and down the river.
- In the name of heaven-
Rest assured,
I'll do nothing foolish.
Stay where you are.!
Search every room.
You're a little late, Inspector.
Oh, you think so?
For the police, it is never too late.
If he's escaped us tonight,
then what of tomorrow?
Or next week?
Or next year?
We are patient men, Robert...
and there is no escape.
- Mother Marie?
- Well?
I thought possibly-
Cosette's examination, did she-
I- I declare!
Every year it's the same.
''Did she pass? Did she pass?''
You'd think you were taking
the examination yourself.
Yes. You know the rules
as well as we do.
No marks can be discussed
till they're posted.
- You'll know soon enough anyway.
- Very sorry, Mother Marie.
She did very well.
The petunias-
Will we have some soon?
Very soon, Mother Marie.
[ Chattering, Laughing ]
Oh, I'm so excited.
I'll see you later, Mary.
Father!
Oh, Father, I passed!
Mother Marie said
my examination paper was excellent.
Of course. I knew you wouldn't
have any trouble with it.
You always say that.
But- But literature's next...
and, oh, I'll never get through it.
Shakespeare. I don't
understand a word of him.
- You'll be all right.
- If I only knew what passage they'd ask.
Father, come and see if I
know this one, will you?
Here. Romeo's speech
at the bottom of the page.
''O, she doth teach
the torches to burn bright.
''Her beauty hangs
upon the cheek of night...
''like- like a rich jewel
in an Ethiop's ear.
''Beauty too rich for use...
''for earth too dear.
trooping with crows...
''as yonder lady o'er her fellows shows.
''The measure done,
I'll watch her place of stand...
''and, touching hers...
''make blessed my rude hand.
''Did my heart love till now?
Foreswear it sight.
For''-
Father?
''For I ne'er saw true beauty
till this night.''
''Till this night.''
Now, who would ever say
anything like that?
I know nothing of Shakespeare...
but seems to me he must have meant this
when he wrote it.
You always say the right thing.
Father, don't you ever get tired
of hearing the silly things I say...
or of working here
and waiting for me?
Child, I'm the happiest man
in the world.
- [ Bell Tolling ]
- Oh, I'll be late.
Father, say a prayer for me.
[ Hoofbeats Approaching ]
[ Gunfire ]
[ Men Shouting ]
- What have you done?
- How do I get out of here?
- What have you done?
- Spoken the truth.
- I said the king was a fat pig!
- Shh!
It's true. Even today he has silenced the press,
dissolved the Chamber of Deputies.
You keep talking, they'll come swarming
over that wall like hornets. Follow me.
- Where are we going?
You'll be safe here
unless they search the grounds.
Now, what happened?
We held a meeting in the woods yonder
to protest the king's actions.
The police charged us on horseback.
But there is one with a broken head
Were the king's actions worth that cut?
Were they worth it?
Are you insane, man?
You are not 1 0 kilometers
from Paris...
and you don't know the whole city
is in revolt against this monster?
I'm just a gardener living
in this humble cottage.
I'm ignorant of these matters.
You've given me shelter.
Your pardon, sir.
My name is Marius.
Baron Pontmercy.
A royalist
speaking against the king?
My father was knighted in the field at Austerlitz
by the emperor Napoleon.
And were he alive today,
he would be the first to the barricades to defy-
Yes, I understand.
Perhaps I'd better see if your friends
with the sabers have given up the chase.
Help yourself.
And I suggest you stay concealed.
[ Door Closes ]
- Oh, nonsense. Come on! [ Gasps ]
Oh, I- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to frighten you,
mademoiselle.
I'm- I'm not frightened.
What are you doing here?
Your gardener
most kindly gave me shelter.
- Father?
- He's your father?
Well, he's not really my father.
My- My guardian.
You're hurt.
No, it's just a saber cut.
It's not deep.
Well, it should be cleaned.
Sit down.
- I assure you, mademoiselle-
- Sit down!
Mademoiselle, the door.
Raise your head.
- Do they train you for nursing here?
- It's one of our studies.
You are my first patient.
- [ Groans ]
- Oh, I'm sorry.
I'll try not to hurt.
You're remarkably gentle,
mademoiselle.
- Cosette.
- Cosette.
[ Approaching Hoofbeats ]
- But that's a convent, sir.
- Get permission and search the grounds.
- All right.
There.
That's healed already.
I don't know how to thank you,
Mademoiselle Cosette.
- It was nothing, I assure you.
- Oh, but it was.
I consider it a debt of honor.
Today I'm somewhat pressed for time.
Tell me, would it be possible
for me to see you again?
Well, I-
On Sunday the sisters
take us for a long walk in the woods.
And if a gentleman
should be walking the same way...
there's nothing they could say?
I'm passionately devoted
to trees and flowers.
Cosette has just tended my wound
like a ministering angel, sir.
Cosette? Unless you wish to receive more
of them, I suggest you leave immediately.
The police are even now
preparing to search the convent.
The lane at the back is clear,
Many thanks.
Until Sunday, Cosette.
Wasn't he charming, Father?
- I didn't notice.
- And a baron. Isn't that exciting?
Why, sometimes he doesn't
even get enough to eat.
- He doesn't, eh?
- No.
He studies law at the university.
He'll be walking in the woods
next Sunday.
- Next Sunday?
- And he says such terrible things against the king.
Yes, I heard.
So did the police.
I'm sorry, Cosette. We'll no longer be here
next Sunday. We're leaving.
- Leaving?
- Your education is completed, child.
There's no longer any excuse to stay.
I'll write to Robert.
He'll meet us in Paris.
Paris? Oh, Father!
- To stay? Will we live there?
- I think so.
It should be big enough for us not
to be noticed. Would you like that?
Oh, like it?
I must tell Cicely.
Or should I?
It might be better if you don't.
Of course.
[ Knocking ]
- Citizen Cosette.
- Citizen Gavroche.
I have a message, citizen.
''Dear Cosette''-
- He will meet you at the fountain.
- Thank you, citizen.
For you, citizen, anything.
Marie?
Father, we're going to
the Bois for some air.
We won't be long.
[ Door Closes ]
I can hardly believe it's the same child.
She's so pretty.
- Yes, isn't she?
- Good catch for somebody.
- You were saying something about a shipment.
- Oh, yes. Now, where was I?
A thousand pounds
I put into a shipment of spices...
consigned to Atlanta, Georgia.
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