Wolverine vs. Gladiator in: Les Miserables

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(DRUMS BEATING RHYTHMICALLY)

(CONVICTS GRUNTING

RHYTHMICALLY)

(SINGING)

Look down, look down

Don't look them in the eye

CONVICTS:
Look down, look down

You're here until you die

No God above

And hell alone below

CONVICTS:
Look down, look down

There's 20 years to go

I've done no wrong

Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer!

CONVICTS:
Look down, look down

Sweet Jesus doesn't care

CONVICT:
I know she'll wait

I know that she'll be true

CONVICTS:
Look down, look down

They've all forgotten you

When I get free

You won't see me

Here for dust!

CONVICTS:
Huh!

Look down, look down

You'll always be a slave

Look down, look down

You're standing

in your grave

Retrieve the flag.

(GRUNTING)

(THUDDING)

(SINGING)

Now, Prisoner 24601

Your time is up

And your parole's begun

You know what that means?

Yes. It means I'm free

No. Follow to the letter

Your itinerary

This badge of shame

You'll show it till you die

It warns you're

a dangerous man

I stole a loaf of bread

My sister's child

was close to death

And we were starving

You will starve again

Unless you learn

the meaning of the law

I know the meaning

of those 19 years

A slave of the law!

Five years for what you did

The rest because

you tried to run

Yes, 24601

My name is Jean Valjean!

And I'm Javert!

Do not forget my name

Do not forget me

CONVICTS:
Look down, look down

You'll always be a slave

Look down, look down

You're standing

in your grave

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(PANTING)

(SINGING) Freedom at last

How strange the taste

Never forget the years,

the waste

Nor forgive them

for what they've done

They are the guilty

Everyone

The day begins

And now let's see

What this new world

Will do for me

Can I help?

A day's work?

OVERSEER:
Papers.

No work here.

MAIRIE OFFICER:
Valjean,

as a dangerous man,

you will be on parole forever.

Failure to report

means immediate arrest.

Be in Pontarlier in 30 days.

Follow him.

(EXCLAIMS IN ANNOYANCE)

(YELLING)

INNKEEPER:
Let me

see your papers.

Monsieur?

Papers.

I'll sleep in the stable.

Please, I'm hungry.

Get out.

(GROANS)

(EXHALES)

(GASPS) Hey!

(SINGING) Come in,

sir, for you are weary

And the night is cold

out here

Though our lives

are very humble

What we have

We have to share

There is wine

here to revive you

There is bread

to make you strong

There's a bed to

rest till morning

Rest from pain

And rest from wrong

Bless the food we eat today.

Bless our dear sister

and our honored guest.

(SIGHS)

(CLATTERING)

Get in there!

Put him down!

Stay there!

(GROANS)

CONSTABLE:
Monsignor.

We have your silver.

We caught this man

red-handed.

He had the nerve to

say you gave him this.

(SINGING) That is right

But, my friend,

you left so early

Surely something

slipped your mind

You forgot I gave these also

Would you leave

the best behind?

Messieurs, release him

This man has spoken true

I commend you for your duty

Now God's blessing go with you

But remember this, my brother

See in this some higher plan

You must use

this precious silver

To become an honest man

By the witness of the martyrs

By the passion and the blood

God has raised

you out of darkness

I have saved your soul for

God

(SINGING) What have I done?

Sweet Jesus, what have I done?

Become a thief in the night

Become a dog on the run

Have I fallen so far

And is the hour so late

That nothing remains

but the cry of my hate?

The cries in the dark

that nobody hears

Here where I stand at

the turning of the years

If there's another way to go

I missed it 20 long years ago

My life was a war

that could never be won

They gave me a number

and they murdered Valjean

When they chained me

and left me for dead

Just for stealing

a mouthful of bread

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Yet why did I allow this man

To touch my soul

and teach me love?

He treated me like any other

He gave me his trust

He called me brother

My life he claims

for God above

Can such things be?

For I had come

to hate the world

This world that

always hated me!

Take an eye for an eye!

Turn your heart into stone!

This is all I have lived for!

This is all I have known!

One word from him

and I'd be back

Beneath the lash,

upon the rack

Instead he offers me

my freedom!

I feel my shame inside me

like a knife

He told me that I have a soul

How does he know?

What spirit comes

to move my life?

(WEEPING)

Is there another way to go?

I am reaching but I fall

And the night is closing in

As I stare into the void

To the whirlpool of my sin

I'll escape now

from that world

From the world of Jean Valjean

Jean Valjean is nothing now!

Another story must begin!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

BEGGARS' CHORUS:
(SINGING)

At the end of the day

you're another day older

And that's all you can say

for the life of the poor

It's a struggle! It's a war!

And there's nothing

that anyone's giving

One more day standing about

What is it for?

One day less to be living

At the end of the day

you're another day colder

And the shirt on your back

doesn't keep out the chill

And the righteous hurry past

They don 't hear

the little ones crying

And the plague

is coming on fast

Ready to kill

One day nearer to dying!

At the end of the day

there's another day dawning

And the sun in the morning

is waiting to rise

Like the waves

crash on the sand

Like a storm

that'll break any second

There's a hunger in the land

There's a reckoning

still to be reckoned

And there's

gonna be hell to pay

At the end of the day!

(FACTORY WOMEN GIGGLING)

(SHUSHING)

At the end of the day

you get nothing for nothing

Sitting flat on your bum

doesn't buy any bread

There are children

back at home

And the children

have got to be fed

And you're lucky

to be in a job

And in a bed

(GASPS)

And we're counting

our blessings

Have you seen

how the foreman

is fuming today

With his terrible breath

and his wandering hands?

It's because little Fantine

won 't give him his way

Take a look at his trousers

You'll see where he stands!

(ALL GIGGLING)

And the boss, he never

knows that the foreman

is always on heat

If Fantine doesn't look out,

watch how she goes

She'll be

out on the street

FACTORY WOMEN:

At the end of the day

it's another day over

With enough in your pocket

to last for a week

Pay the landlord, pay the shop

Keep on working as

long as you're able

Keep on working till you drop

Or it's back to

the crumbs off the table

Well,

you've got to pay your way

At the end of the day!

And what have we here,

little innocent sister?

Come on, Fantine,

let's have all the news

"Dear Fantine,

you must send us more money

"Your child needs a doctor

There's no time to lose"

Give that letter to me

It is none of your business

(GASPS)

With a husband at home

and a bit on the side

Is there anyone here

who can swear before God

She has nothing to fear?

She has nothing to hide?

Stop making trouble.

I'm not making trouble.

Foreman!

What are you doing?

FOREMAN:
Come on, stop that!

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