Les Miserables Page #9

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it must be something big.

It's 5:
45.

We have just enough time.

Slip back into your room

and wait until things get underway.

There must be an attempt

to commit a crime.

But as soon as things get nasty,

fire a shot out the window

and leave the rest to us.

We'll be there.

Take these toys.

Careful, they're loaded.

- Careful, it's sharp.

- Do we need it?

We have to do things right.

If we don't use it,

you can cut a roast with it.

Is everything packed?

The trunks ready?

We have to move fast

afterward.

It's all set.

See for yourself.

Good.

You thought of everything.

Very good.

Very good.

And you... you look good.

You inspire confidence.

You forgot the best part.

If this doesn't jog his memory,

then we pull out all the stops.

What's the time

according to the colonel?

6:
40. Damn it!

Is he coming by cab?

Good thing

it's almost dark out.

Take the lantern and go downstairs.

Open the street door.

When the carriage arrives,

show him up.

Once he's up here,

go down and dismiss the cab.

The money.

Here.

The neighbor!

Eponine let him up.

What's she up to?

Don't move.

Not even a little hello

for your neighbors?

Afraid to disturb us

on a Sunday?

Come in a minute.

Get downstairs.

Won't you come in?

I have something to tell you.

We weren't expecting you

home so early.

You usually come in

about 11:
00.

Of course, that's your right.

The thing is,

we're having visitors tonight,

so I figured

on borrowing your room.

Would you mind very much

taking a walk for an hour or two?

You do mind?

Maybe you have work to do?

It's a bother.

I'll tell you why.

These are some American cousins

who may help us out.

I wanted to make a good impression -

but I can't here.

Ah, when you have

to count on others...

Take him there.

If only I'd met up

with him again,

I'd probably be a millionaire.

It's a colonel

I saved on the battlefield

at Waterloo.

I never saw him again.

He gave me his watch.

You don't believe me?

Take a look.

It even has his initials engraved.

"G.P."

You saved

this colonel at Waterloo?

Is that so hard to believe?

I don't look like the heroic type?

- And your name's Jondrette?

- What is all this?

Is my name

any of your business?

Damn, he's here!

Too bad.

Back to your room.

And keep your mouth shut

about what you hear

or we'll shut it for you.

Not a sound.

You can run for it.

You couldn't stop him from coming?

But Gavroche said -

Get ready.

The coast will be clear.

You can make a run for it.

"At the battle of Waterloo,

a sergeant saved my life.

His name is Thnardier.

Of late, he's been running

an inn in Montfermeil.

If my son should meet him,

may he show him every kindness.

Colonel Georges de Pontmercy."

Do sit down,

my dear benefactor.

Here you are.

A hundred francs

for the rent

and more pressing needs.

We'll see about the rest.

- God bless you.

- I sent the cab away.

Mrs. Jondrette seems better.

She's dying, my kind sir.

But she has such pluck.

She's not a woman,

she's a bull.

In better days,

she took it easy.

She was a connoisseur

of the fine arts.

She came across this painting,

a masterpiece.

A depiction by David

of the Battle of Waterloo.

Sadly, I'd let it go for very little.

Come take a closer look.

Don't mind them.

Just some friends.

Get out!

You have the key.

That's why

I came to your room.

I'm afraid for you.

You know too much.

Yes, it's quite good.

Very good.

But I'm not interested.

That's surprising.

Think back.

Doesn't it remind you of anything?

Don't I remind you of anyone?

- Not a thing.

- Really?

Thnardier.

The innkeeper at Montfermeil.

Your name's Thnardier?

I don't see

what you're getting at.

You've confused me

with someone else.

That's funny.

Think hard.

Don't remember who I am?

Yes, I do.

I remember quite well.

You're a scoundrel.

I may be a scoundrel,

but you're a child stealer.

You stole Cosette

for 1,500 francs.

But we can work things out.

Here's another offer:

Buy this painting

for 200,000 francs.

Peanuts for a millionaire.

If not, we snatch the girl.

We know where to find her.

Then we deal with you.

Think it over.

I'm generous.

I'll give you five minutes.

Weigh the pros and cons.

Stop him!

Don't let him jump!

They'll kill him!

What's he up to?

Why doesn't he shoot?

It's over!

I couldn't do anything.

He's my father.

But you could've warned the police.

- Quiet!

Well?

Now what?

What do you want?

To rob me?

Here!

Search me.

You won't find a cent. I'm no fool.

You think you can scare me?

You don't know

where Cosette is.

You think

you can make me talk?

Look.

So there!

Stop this nonsense.

Let's not waste any more time.

Let's be serious.

Let's talk.

Or else kill me now.

But you've bungled it.

That's all I have to say.

You'll get nothing out of me.

Come on.

I can still

get you out of here.

Come on.

What about you?

You can't get through.

- Yes, I can.

You fellas make me laugh.

Seven against one,

and you're afraid to call his bluff.

I'll make him talk.

- Get him, Montparnasse!

- You're all yellow.

- No more than you.

- We're right behind you.

- Let him try.

The girl's address!

Let me go down.

I'll tell them to let you out.

It's too late.

I warned the police.

They're outside.

Still playing tough?

But the bulls

haven't come up yet.

There's still time

for them to get away.

The bulls are here!

Stop!

The bulls are here!

What's that?

The bulls!

Eponine!

Quick, the rope ladder!

Throw it here!

- What about the guy?

- Stick him!

Take them away.

You thug!

You bastard!

Mistreating a woman!

- Shut the shrew up.

I won't talk.

My conscience speaks for me.

Me, a shrew?

Be quiet.

The truly innocent remain silent.

Take him away.

Greetings, Gueulemer.

- Are you hurt?

- It's nothing. Look!

Trying to hide?

Where's our man?

Where'd he go?

He's a crafty one.

Damn! He must've been

the best of the lot.

Load them all up.

He's not the one we want.

He's just some buffoon.

Search the courtyard.

Let go of me

before I tear your eyes out.

Calm down.

Forgive these gentlemen.

They don't know

who they're dealing with.

Get me a cab

on the boulevard.

7 rue de l'Homme Arm.

Well, I'm an orphan again.

- You got away?

- You still here?

That was embarrassing.

Our folks are hopeless.

They'll never come to no good.

You eating?

Sure. Why?

Let's share.

Stick that in your craw.

- What about you?

I'm on a diet.

Some folks prefer drivin'

They got no time to lose

But I prefer arrivin'

By wearin' out my shoes

Mr. Fauchelevent?

That's me.

Why did you run off like that?

I was looking forward

to meeting you.

But I haven't been out

since this morning.

To whom do I have

the honor of speaking?

Inspector Javert.

This is an outrage, sir.

You're quite a strong man.

I know only one man

as strong as you.

An ex-convict

named Jean Valjean.

He was also

mayor of Montreuil,

under the name of

Mr. Madeleine.

We've been looking for him

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