Les Miserables Page #7

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If Caesar were to offer me

glory and war

And I had to leave

the mother I adore

I would tell mighty Caesar

Take back your scepter and chariot

My dear mother means more

My mother is the republic!

Silence, gentlemen.

Police spies or not,

nothing can stop us now.

They crushed

the Revolution of 1830.

That of 1832 shall triumph.

We need only give the signal,

and in four hours' time,

80,000 patriots

could take up arms.

Good work!

We have to know

where we stand.

Tomorrow is

General Lamarck's funeral.

You know what that means.

I must know that

I can count on each of you...

completely.

You have three minutes

to think it over and decide.

- We're with you, Enjolras.

- Think it over.

Three minutes.

I don't want any king.

Three minutes,

but then I'm off to see my grandfather.

Not Gillenormand?

Making up to that old throne-kisser?

Playing grandpa's boy again?

Turning traitor?

- Are you crazy? Never.

But the thing is, I need him.

To pay your tailor.

To play the fop.

You've got

your head in the stars.

So, what's her name?

Here, here!

Laigle.

- Ready.

- Courfeyrac.

- Ready.

- Pontmercy.

- Ready.

Ready to leave.

- Grantaire.

- Ready.

With patriots like that -

Excuse me.

Mr. Javert, I presume.

Pleased to see you again.

- You first.

- See you soon maybe?

- Maybe.

What cheek!

What cheeks!

Cheeks?

What are you talking about?

Monsieur has

the softest skin in Paris.

No one but the Baron Lecocq -

Baron Lecocq?

That scoundrel!

That rascally ex-prefect

of Bonaparte's!

You shave him

and then come touch my cheeks?

How dare you taint me, wretch!

Out of my sight!

Never darken my door again.

Very well, sir.

Same time tomorrow?

Yes. And don't be late.

Baron Lecocq!

What is it?

Father, here she is.

The new cook.

Let's have a look.

Turn.

Fine.

How do you make

a Norman souffl?

With apples and brandy.

- What are your monthly wages?

- Thirty francs, sir.

- What's your name?

- Olympia.

You'll receive 50 francs

and answer to the name Nicolette.

She'll start tomorrow.

What now?

Will Monsieur

receive Mr. Marius?

Never! Where is he?

In the salon.

I'll go.

What are you doing

in my house?

Sir...

What do you want?

Are you here to apologize

for your insolence?

Are you ready

to serve the king?

Do you admit to your wrongs?

- No, sir.

Well then,

what do you want?

I only came to ask for one thing.

Then I'll leave.

Don't be a fool.

Who said anything

about leaving?

As I'm not yet 25,

I've come to ask

for your consent to marry.

Fetch my daughter.

That's far enough.

Your nephew's here.

Greet him.

Monsieur wishes to marry.

That's all. Get out!

What?

You leave my home to live

God-knows-where like a pauper.

You reject me to go

to your clubs to honor

the memory of your idiot father

who let himself get beaten

with his Bonaparte at Waterloo.

Exactly:

Let himself get beaten.

You become a window smasher,

and now, four years later,

just because you're penniless,

you stop by to ask,

as a mere formality,

my consent for you to marry.

And probably

to endow you as well.

Well, Mr. Jacobin,

who do you think I am?

What do you take

us royalists for?

How much do you earn

as a lawyer?

Nothing.

So the girl is wealthy?

No more than me.

No dowry, no expectations?

Stark naked?

And what does the father do?

I don't know.

What's her name?

Miss Fauchelevent.

Fauche-the-what?

Please, sir,

allow me to marry her.

You figured,

"I'll just go ask the old coot,

who'll be delighted to see me.

I'll say, 'You old fool,

I want to marry Miss Nobody,

daughter of Mister Nothing.

We're both have-nots.'

And he'll say,

'Go on, my boy.

Marry your Cut-le-vent,

your Push-le-vent."'

Never, sir.

Do you hear?

Never.

Father...

Yes, that's it.

I'm your father.

Tell me everything.

- Father.

Yes, call me Father.

You'll see.

So it's true, then,

that you're penniless?

You're dressed like a thief.

Here's 100 louis.

Buy yourself a hat.

I first saw her

at the Luxembourg Gardens.

I paid no attention, but now

the thought of her keeps me awake.

She was to ask her father.

She turned 16 today.

He doesn't know about us.

I walk by their house

every night.

You have to speak to him.

They might leave for England.

He goes away

without warning.

I don't want to risk losing her.

I'm mad about her.

Is that all?

I think so, Father.

That's all.

You ninny.

Make her your mistress.

I'll never ask you

for anything again.

He's leaving?

Run after him!

Bring him back! Help!

What have I done?

Good Lord, he's gone!

I'll never see him again!

Hey, Mr. Marius.

Turning in so early?

That you whistling, Gavroche?

Just calling my sis.

That's for Eponine.

That's for Azelma.

- And your folks?

For them, I make an effort.

I go upstairs.

But I rarely see them.

We're on the outs.

We had a ruckus over principles

a few years back,

so I skedaddled.

Anyway, I prefer the streets.

Long live liberty!

Ain't that right, Mr. Marius?

You got a funny look.

Something wrong?

Got problems?

Some woman?

No kidding. If it was me,

I could understand.

But not you.

You gotta snap out of it.

Wanna go to the cabaret?

I can get you in

the stage door.

Eponine can wait

until tomorrow.

You're funny.

See, you're feeling better already,

because you've got grit.

Eponine and me

talked about it.

She's a swell girl.

Wild, like you and me.

And she really likes you.

Can I come in, Mr. Marius?

It's me - Eponine.

He's gone out.

He spent the night out.

I'm so hungry, Papa

The cupboard is bare

I'm so cold, Mama

No coat to wear

Shiver, Lolotte

Weep, Jacquot

Hello, Eponine.

I came to tidy up your room.

Just getting in at 2:00

in the afternoon? Shame on you.

Here.

I saw your brother last night.

He's coming to see you later.

He's a good kid.

We talked politics.

What's so funny?

He knows a lot about it.

You learn a lot in the street.

Get my suit out, will you?

The new one?

Of course. It's Sunday.

You look good

with ruffled hair.

You know,

you're a good-looking boy.

Still on the same page!

You didn't study yesterday.

That's bad.

"General Baudoin

received orders to take

Hougoumont House,

which stands in the middle

of the Plain of Waterloo."

I know about Waterloo.

It's a battle.

Papa was there.

You're taking notes.

I'd like to work with you.

You can dictate to me.

I can write too, you know.

Eponine, time for vespers!

I must go!

I can't miss our clients!

Not today, you can't.

Two friends of mine

may be coming to see you.

How do you know that?

That's right:

the philanthropist and the girl.

Do you know them?

Sure, the young lady is pretty.

I'm going.

Do I have to come get you?

I'm here!

Have I ever let you down?

Listen, try to get

the philanthropist.

What's in it for me?

A new dress.

But he has to cough up.

That's your job.

Hear that?

You anemic, you!

Your sister at least tries

to help her old father.

You layabout!

Now, how'd I sign that appeal

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