All language subtitles for Les.Miserables.2018.S01E05.720p.BluRay.x264-SHORTBREHD

Your father, he was one of Napoleon's
bravest colonels.

I never knew him, because of you.

Get out! I never want to see you again!

I've seen nothing of the world yet.

I want to see for myself.

I want to be a citizen of the Republic,
not a subject of a king.

We'll all be fighting to the death
about that.

And what side will you be on, my friend?

- What's your name?
- Cosette.

You could find out
where they live, couldn't you?

The old man and the girl.

The girl you're sweet on?
Depends. What do I get?

I am convinced that
he is still alive and here, in Paris.

You wouldn't want no harm to come
to your pretty daughter now?

You dare to threaten my Cosette?

Now, do your worst!

Shame you missed
the real prize, Inspector.

Papa!

I shall never be at peace
until he is back in chains.

Liberte!

Vive la revolution!

I want more men on the street, Rivette.

Now that we know he's here,
it is imperative that

we find him
and get him into custody. Coat!

- Sir, if I might suggest...
- Suggest what?

Speak up, man.

Well, surely, sir, it's more important

to respond to these
intelligence reports.

We've got workers' groups
openly discussing violent revolution.

Three illegal arms factories unearthed
this week.

He is here, Rivette.

He has been in Paris all this time,
laughing at us.

Well, this time, he will not get away!

With respect, sir, we're facing
severe problems with public order.

Surely, our focus should be
on these larger issues.

There is no larger issue, man!

Mark my words, wherever you find unrest,

he will be at the very heart of it.

So what orders
am I to give the men, sir?

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

And as for that scoundrel, Thenardier,

go and arrange for his transfer
to the prison hulks.

You should never have gone back there.

Those people there, they're evil.

Yes.

But I will always protect you, Cosette.

I hope I never see them again.

Get back from the gate. Back!

Colbert.

Famille Gasse.

Jondrette Azelma.

Jondrette Eponine.

Girls, come on.

Not you.

Jondrette Rosalie. Check your list.
Have a look at it.

Assaulting a police officer
with intent to murder?

I don't think so.

Get back or you get this!

You two, out!

- Mama. Mama.
- You can't take my daughters from me.

You can't...
You can't take my daughters from me!

Eponine! Azelma!

They're saying
General Lamarque is dying.

He won't last
more than a couple of weeks.

Well, one old soldier
on his last legs.

I mean, what difference does that make?

Lamarque was one of the last heroes
who stood up for the common man.

He fought in the revolution,
and he's been on our side ever since.

There's bound to be
a huge demonstration at his funeral.

That'll be where it starts.

Workers are coming out all over Paris.

And they are ready for new leaders.

This is where we can take our place
in history.

We have arms and we have ammunition

that we can provoke the army to attack.

The people will rise up in anger.

Found you.

I've been looking everywhere for you.

Got to say,
you're a bit of a sorry sight.

You've got straw in your hair.

Oh, fiddle.

I was trying to look nice for you.

You don't look very pleased to see me.

But I could make you happy
if I wanted to.

Remember, you promised me
anything I wanted

if I found you a certain address.

And I've got it.

- What?
- The address of that young lady.

- Give it to me now.
- I'll take you there.

Swear to me, you won't tell your father
where they live.

You don't have to worry about him.
He's locked up in jail.

- All the same. Swear it.
- All right, I swear.

Good.

Take me there now.

Well, you're keen, aren't you?

Remember what you promised me,
anything I wanted.

Yes, right.

Where's the prisoner?

Didn't you hear? He snuffed it.

Cholera, we think.
Spreading like wildfire.

Well, he was fine
the last time I saw him.

Come on!

Cosette.

I have to go away for a couple of days.

Will you take me with you?

It wouldn't be safe.

The Thenardiers are all in jail.

No one else knows we're here.

But are you well enough?

Yes.

Don't leave the house until I'm back.

When do you leave?

This evening.

Don't worry.

Toussaint will look after you.

- This is really it? You're sure?
- I'm sure.

Thank you.

Oh.

This is all I have on me. I'm sorry.

I don't want your money.

Don't you understand anything?

Oh, come on.

I'm really very grateful.

Warder!

So you just let him walk out of here?

I thought he was dead.

- Rivette!
- I'm very sorry, sir.

He's got away.

You are dismissed.

When we capture Jean Valjean,

there can be no mistakes.

The master escapologist,
the man they couldn't hold.

With one bound, he was free!

And here, in my subterranean kingdom,
I rule, unchallenged!

Oh, shut your hole.

- You nearly got us all done.
- Yeah.

Well... Well, I'll tell you one thing.

I'm gonna get my own back on that
old sod who stole my stepdaughter.

He was the one that's almost
got us done, if you remember.

He's got a big house around here.

All secret and tucked away.
We've seen it.

- We followed him.
- After he jumped out your window.

Yeah.

Well, we'll do his house,

then we'll do him.

Yeah?

Toussaint, are you careful
to bolt the shutters at night?

Oh,
you needn't worry, mademoiselle.

No one can get in.

And if they did, you'd be killed
before you knew anything about it.

Toussaint.

Just saying.

Does she still come
to the Luxembourg Gardens?

What a terrible thing for a man
not to know the address of his soul.

I live in darkness now.

There's someone who went away,
taking the sky with her.

To lie in that same tomb,

holding hands and gently to caress
each other's fingers in the shadows...

It's him.

He's found me.

Forgive me, forgive me.

Did you read my letter?

Yes.

Do... Do you remember,

in the Luxembourg Gardens when we spoke?

Yes.

Of course.

What's the matter?

I can't...

Cosette.

Here we go, rats! Go on! Scum!

Here. Come here, what's the matter?

Please, sir, we're lost,

we've got nothing to eat,
and nowhere to sleep.

And you go begging in a barber shop?
What'd you think you'll get?

Free haircut?

You'd better come along with me.
Come on.

Bonjour, monsieur.

No begging here.

We're paying customers, my good man.

Five centimes worth of bread
for my own friends and me.

If you'd be so good.

Merci, monsieur. Au revoir.

Remember,

if we're begging for food,
it's the baker, not the barber.

Au revoir, mes petits.

Oh, please, no.

Okay. Why not.

Un, un, deux, deux,

deux, deux, deux, deux,
deux, deux...

Men, General Lamarque is dead.

Everyone will be coming
onto the streets for his funeral.

They are ready in Les Halles,
they are ready in Saint-Jacques.

We have promises
that half the army will be with us.

Another revolution.
Is it really going to happen here?

Well, don't take my word for it.
Hear it from the workers.

Despiat. Is it going to happen?

Oh, it's happening already, my friend.

And if you're not with us,
then you're part of the enemy,

so make up your minds.

You rich students can go back
to your families in the country,

but we the poor,
we have to live here.

We've been squeezed so hard,
we have nothing to lose.

I am ready to die in this fight.

Are you?

- Is it really going to come to all that?
- Go home, Grantaire.

This isn't a game.

Courfeyrac.

You can count on me.

That's right.

And Marius Pontmercy?

Oh. No, he's in his own world.

He's found his angel.

He's been staying with me
and he speaks of nothing else.

I don't see him on the barricade.

Well, we have no need of his sort.

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

and all Paris could go up in flames.

And the government will be torn to bits!

I... I'm with you.

Truly?

To the death.

To the death.

Lamarque is dead.

- Hurrah!
- Good riddance to him.

The last hope of the left.

To think they expected him
to be buried with full military honours.

In the Pantheon, no less.

He can rot in hell for all I care.

Along with the idle scum
who follow him.

Come on, Gillenormand, what do you say?

Oh, absolutely.

Agreed. Agreed.

Poor fellow.

He's not the man he was.

A h.

- Welcome home, monsieur.
- Thank you, Toussaint.

- Is everything all right?
- Yes.

- And Cosette?
- Oh, fine.

Thank you.

Anything I can get you, monsieur?

No, thank you. Thank you, Toussaint.

- Welcome home, Papa!
- Oh, my Cosette.

- You're safe.
- Hmm.

Come, I have something
important to tell you.

So that's how you do it.

This is the house.

Not bad.

You know if they've got a cab?

A what?

- A guard dog. Has he got one?
- Well, I don't know.

Well, I brought some meat
soaked in sleepyjuice just in case.

And a knife for the old man's throat.

It's a locked door.
We'll soon be through that.

No, you won't.

Jesus Christ, who's that?

Your daughter.

So you got out of jail, did you?

Straight back into trouble.

Give it up.

He's got guns, he'll blow your heads
off your shoulders.

He won't know we're there
until it's too late.

Help! Monsieur!

- You go in, okay?
- Okay.

I'll stay out here with the girl.

If she makes a sound,
she gets this, all right?

Yeah, it's all the same to me.

You'd let him slit my throat?

Your own daughter? Fine father you are!

Oh, now look
what you've gone and done.

I don't fancy this, I'm out.

Come on, lad, what do you say?

There's always tomorrow, eh?

Right, let's just go, all right?

This is all down to you, this is.

Yeah, all right. Tomorrow night.

And you, keep your beak out of it!

I'm not scared of you.

My darling.

Papa is back,

and he told me to make ready,
we're going away soon.

And going where?

To England.

No, no, no. For how long?

I don't know. I think he meant for good.

I won't let us be parted.
I couldn't live without you anyway.

I'll find some way for us
to be together here, or in England.

Now, listen, I have to go.

There's something I've got to do.

But tomorrow, at the stroke of 9:00,
I'll be here, in the garden.

But what's your plan?
How are we to be together?

We will.

We will, somehow.

Oh, Cosette. Cosette.

Until tomorrow, my love.

Monsieur.

What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

Anyone can get in.
You've got a wonky railing.

Listen, I've come to warn you.

There's a gang coming to rob you
tomorrow night.

So you better move and sharpish.

- Why should I believe you?
- You better.

My dad's in the gang.

Bye-bye, mister.

Monsieur, will you receive
Monsieur Marius?

He's here. He wants to talk to you.

Well, didn't I always say he'd be back?

He wouldn't forget his old grandfather.

Show him in, show him in!

The rascal.

Monsieur Marius.

Have you come
to ask my forgiveness? Nay?

Have you come to your senses
and realised you were in the wrong?

Is that it?

Come on, boy. Spit it out. What is it?

Monsieur, I've come
to ask your permission to marry.

To marry?

Well.

- Who's the girl?
- Her name's Mademoiselle Fauchelevent.

Never heard of her.

But, uh, she's rich? Hmm?

Penniless.

So, you want to plunge into misery,

with a woman around your neck, do you?

And you need my money, no doubt.

Well, sit down. Tell me all about it.

You rogue.

- You've got her in trouble, haven't you?
- No.

I've had affairs like that, my boy,
and plenty of them.

Well, the young must live,

and the old must die.

That's the way of it.

Here's 2,000 francs.

You can set her up
in a nice, little love nest

if you're so fond of her.

But, um, you don't want to marry her.

Make her your mistress,
you silly boy.

That's the way it's done.

Monsieur,
the last time we were together,

you insulted my father.

Today, you insult my wife.

I shall never ask anything from you
ever again.

Farewell.

What's the matter with him?

What have I said?

Marius!

Marius, come back.
Let's discuss this like men.

Marius, don't leave me!

He's gone. He's gone.

Mon Dieu.

- Get ready.
- For what?

General Lamarque's
funeral procession today.

Are you coming or not?

Aren't you supposed to be
a Napoleonist democrat?

Lamarque fought for Napoleon.

He should be buried in the Pantheon
as a hero,

but instead,
they're treating him like dirt.

What would your father
want you to do, Marius?

Are you with us or not?

I can't.

Leave him.
We don't need any romantic daydreamers

or lovesick schoolboys.

We're going to force the army to strike.

This isn't for the likes of you.
There might be some rough stuff.

Come on, lads.

Papa.

- What's wrong?
- We must move today.

We can't stay in this house any more.

To England?

- Already?
- No, that'll take time

and it's not safe to travel.

We're moving to a secret address,
here in Paris.

But how would anyone know
how to find us?

Is there someone
you wish to be found by?

No.

No.

Make yourself ready.
We leave in an hour.

Anything I can get you, monsieur?

No, thank you, Toussaint.

All right, monsieur.

Toussaint, do you know the address
of where we're going to?

Papa did tell me,
but it slipped my mind.

Rue de l'Homme Arme,
number seven.

- Ah.
- Monsieur says it's lovely.

My beloved Marius,

we go to Rue de l'Homme Arme,
number seven.

Please come or send word tonight.

I love you. I love you.

I love you.

Here.

Not the finest view in the world,

but it's not so bad, this place.

What is it, Cosette? What's the matter?

Nothing. Really, it's nothing.

They'll try to trap us at Bastille.

They won't.

This is it.

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Get back! Get out of our way!

Back from here.

Lamarque to the Pantheon!

Get them to the streets.

We'll trap them in the streets.

- Come on!
- Let's go, go, go, go!

Run!

Enjolras!

- Citizens! Citizens!
- Your hand. Your hand, Enjolras.

Hold that. Citizens! Citizens!

Citizens. Now is the time
to make our stand.

We must build a barricade.

Our fellow fighters
will be doing the same across the city.

We must divide the focus
of the military,

and make this city ungovernable.

Yes!

And defend this barricade to the death!

Yes!

And it's very handy
that it's right next to a pub.

- Welcome, Despiat.
- Mon ami.

This is the perfect place.
There's only one line of attack.

Gather everything you can
and start building.

Come on, comrades!

Well done, my fellow fighter.

Come here.
I embrace you as a comrade. Hmm?

Hmm.

Get off me, you ape.

Sir, the army has lost control
of the city. It's chaos out there.

It's more than likely that Jean Valjean
has fled Paris by now.

I doubt that.

He'll be in the midst of them,
and that's where I'll find him.

I beg you, sir, this is too dangerous.
Send someone else.

I wouldn't trust anyone else.

Monsieur,
you don't want to be outdoors today.

Oh, I think I do, my boy.

Use them wisely.

Monsieur.

- You best go home.
- No, I don't think I will.

Time to do my bit.

Good work.

Is a man named Jean Valjean with us?

Not that I know of.

He'll be in the thick of it.
Mark my words.

Cosette.

Cosette.

No... Let me go!

I can't. I can't let you go.
It's not safe.

Please, listen,
there's fighting all over Paris.

You can't keep me shut up here forever.

Cosette!

- Where were you going?
- Let me go!

- Cosette.
- Let me go!

I hate you!

Cosette!

Monsieur Marius.

Eponine.

There's no point waiting around here.

She's gone.

Your pals are over at the barricade
on Rue de la Chanvrerie.

It's just me and you.

So I've lost everything.

My life is over.

Oh, come on, Monsieur Marius,
don't be like that.

Rue de la Chanvrerie, you say?

That's it.

Right.

That's as good a place to die
as anywhere.

You don't have to get yourself killed,
Monsieur Marius.

Keep your head down,
you'll live to fight another day.

But what's the point in living
if I've lost Cosette.

- Monsieur Marius...
- Just leave me alone!

Looking good, comrades.

Good to see you too, comrade.

I thought you'd given up on us.

Not me.

Good to see you.

Him.

He's a copper.

Seize that man.

Get off me.

- Where is he?
- Who?

Your leader, Jean Valjean.

Never heard of him,

Inspector Javert.

There are no leaders here.

That's where you're mistaken, my friend.

- You've all been led astray.
- Can I shoot him?

We're not assassins.

He can stay where he is,

and tell us what he knows about
the army's plans.

They're coming!

They're coming!

Company, halt!

Present arms.

Get down!

Fire!

Present arms.

Fire!

Fix bayonets.

Recharge.

- Stop. Hold your powder!
- Stop, get down!

Wait for them to advance
We can't waste any bullets.

We need to hit them when they're closer.

Charge!

Hold!

Hold!

Fire!

- I've got more guns!
- Keep them coming!

Retreat! Move back, retreat!

Yes!

Take the wounded.

- Reload the arms.
- Yes.

Let's get that flag back up.

I can do that.

No, no, that's not a job for an old man.

I said, I'll do it.

Long live the revolution!

Vive la revolution!

Long live the Repub...

Monsieur Mabeuf.

Grantaire.

Monsieur.

Monsieur.

Take him inside.

Easy, easy.

We need more weapons!

More weapons!

Go on, get back!

Hey, give me that torch.

Go!

Move back,
or I'll blow up the barricade!

Oh, yeah, and yourself with it?

Myself too.

You don't believe me?

Are you crazy?

- Move!
- He's crazy. Get back!

- He's crazy, he's crazy!
- Move! Move!

- Get back! Get back!
- Move!

Move back! Move back!

Move! Move!

Well done.
I didn't know you had it in you.

It's easy enough
when you don't care about your life.

Yeah!

Watch out!

You see, some of us
still value your life, Pontmercy.

Even if you don't.

Monsieur.

At your feet.

Eponine.

What are you doing here?

The soldier was shooting at you.

I tried to stop him.

Don't move me. Stay with me, please.

Listen.

I don't want to deceive you.

I got a letter for you.

I didn't want you to get it, but now...

That feels nice.

- Have you got it?
- Yes.

- Will you promise me?
- What?

To kiss me on the forehead
when I'm dead?

I won't feel it.

Don't be sad.

We're all going to die.

It's coming back.

I can't breathe.

I really did love you.

Pontmercy.

My beloved Marius,

we go to Rue de l'Homme Arme,
number seven.

Please come or send word tonight.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

She's gone.

Dear Lord, she's gone.

Bonsoir, monsieur,
got a letter for number seven.

- Give it here...
- This is for a young lady.

- Mademoiselle Cosette?
- That's the one.

- Where have you come from?
- The barricade.

Rue de la Chanvrerie.

There are dead men there, comrade.

But not the one that wrote that letter.

He was still alive when I last saw him.

Was he?

- Right. Give it here.
- Hey!

Go on, hop it. Hop it!

All right, keep your hair on. I'm off.

My darling, I hastened to you,
but you were no longer there.

I thought I'd lost you forever.

I'm now on the barricades
with my friends.

If I die, I die loving you.

But if I live, I will find you,
and we'll be together for eternity.

When you read this, my soul will be
nearer to you and your smile.

I love you.

Marius.