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His name is Jean Val jean.

He stole from a child and never paid for his crime.

- What are you doing in Paris? - I've identified a dangerous criminal.

He's now posing as the Mayor of Montreuil.

You're mistaken.

Maman.

She has a bastard child she abandoned at Montfermeil.

No, I send 15 francs per month.

You lied to me. You're dismissed.

Are you selling, dear?

I've been a sinner.

But when I have my Cosette with me,

it will mean God has forgiven me.

She must be rolling in it. I don't think we've been asking for enough.

She stinks of degradation.

Fanzine. I was wrong. Let me try to make amends.

I'll find your child, so that you can be together. I promise.

The real Val jean has been found.

He's about to stand trial in Arras. It's over for him.

The child should be fetched without delay.

Yes, I understand, Sister.

I need you to go to Montfermeil and fetch her little girl.

There's somewhere else I have to be.

Where's Monsieur Madeleine?

Monsieur le Maire has gone to Montfermeil.

He's gone to fetch Cosette.

That's what he's...

He's gone to fetch my little girl.

Prisoner at the bar.

You stand accused of the theft of property

to wit, nine apples from the Pierron orchard,

which you claim you found on the ground

outside the orchard wall.

It is for the jury to decide whether your version of the events is true.

And in making their decision, they will no doubt take into account the fact that

four witnesses, three of your fellow former prisoners,

and a former guard of the prison, Inspector Javert,

have identified you as the convicted felon and fugitive, Jean Val jean,

wanted for the theft of 40 sous from a child named Petit-Gervais,

and for fleeing justice ever since.

Stand up.

Are you the felon, Jean Val jean?

My name is Champmathieu. I come from Paris.

I used to be a wheelwright there for Monsieur Baloup, 20 years.

You can ask him, he'll tell you.

Unfortunately, it has proved impossible

to locate this Monsieur Baloup.

Have you anything to say to the court that may help your defence?

Very wicked, you are.

Twisting everything. I never stole anything.

You know, I'm a man that doesn't eat every day.

I was coming from Ailly looking for work. I nearly starved.

Next thing I'm in jail.

I never was in any prison before.

- I've never heard of Jean Val jean. - Speak up, man.

Your confusion will condemn you.

Ask Monsieur Baloup! He'll tell you who I am!

Brevet.

That's Jean Val jean, all right. I did nine years alongside him.

Chenildieu?

Yeah, that's him.

We were chained together for five years, sir.

Cochepaille.

Jean Val jean, there he is.

We used to call him Jean-le-Cric.

He was so strong.

Silence!

Silence!

Silence!

I now call on the jury to consider the evidence

and strongly advise a guilty verdict.

Enough!

Enough of these lies!

Monsieur Madeleine, are you quite well?

Call a doctor.

I am Jean Val jean.

Brevet, Chenildieu, Cochepaille,

I hope you were paid well for these lies.

Don't you remember me?

Brevet, you still got those red-knitted braces

you wore in the prison hulks.

Yes.

Chenildieu.

Your whole shoulder is burnt where you lay on a chafing dish.

Show the court.

Cochepaille, you have a tattoo on the inside of your left elbow.

It says, "March the 1st, 1815," the day the emperor landed at Cannes.

Well, pull up your sleeve.

Now, Inspector Javert,

you may wish to revise your testimony.

Indeed.

I fear I was mistaken.

This man is Jean Val jean.

Now, before the court,

I confess to the robbery of this 40 sous

from the child known as Petit-Gervais.

Monsieur le Maire, will you surrender yourself

to the custody of Inspector Javert?

-Willingly. -Cuffs.

Follow me.

Will... Will my Cosette

be here today?

I feel sure of it.

When she comes,

can she sleep in the little bed beside me?

She can.

Don't tire yourself now.

Just a quick stop, Prisoner 24601.

Now the people of this town can see you for what you really are.

Take him to the cells.

Yes, sir.

- Monsieur le Maire. - Oh, le Maire.

Monsieur le Maire.

Did you fetch the child?

- Where's the child? - Seize him!

Seize him!

- Follow me. - Yes, sir.

Monsieur Madeleine, your hands.

-Let me see her. -She is very weak.

Where is the child?

Where is Cosette?

You did bring her?

-I want to see her now. -She's here, my dear.

But the doctor said that you cannot be with her

while you still have the fever.

But I'm well. I'm well.

- And you will see her very soon. - Open the door.

Open up.

How is she, Monsieur le Maire? How is she?

Did they treat her well

in Montfermeil?

Oh, a very touching scene.

-Inspector Javert, please. -Sister,

this man is a criminal, a liar and a thief.

He has been convicted in Arras and he is just as bad as her.

-They are the scum of the earth! -Please.

You... You promised

to bring my little girl from Montfermeil.

-Monsieur le Maire... -There's no Monsieur le Maire here!

He hasn't been to Montfermeil to fetch your little girl.

He has been confessing his crimes in court.

And now he's going back to the prison hulks where he belongs.

Cosette.

You... You killed that woman.

Enough. She's dead, and you're my prisoner.

I advise you to stay away from me

for a moment.

Fanzine.

Fanzine.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

I swear,

I swear I'll find her.

I'LL find her.

I'll beg my life for her happiness, I swear.

I'm coming. Are you working?

Get up here, you horrible beast!

Feast your eyes on my beautiful handmade dolls,

ladies and gentlemen.

Each one unique.

Every single one with real human hair.

What a Christmas present that would be for a dearly loved little girl.

Or, if it's wigs you want,

a new set of teeth, I've got them all. I've got the lot.

I'm buying and I'm selling...

What do you think you're doing, you ugly little beast?

You gawping at dolls when we got customers waiting.

Get those buckets inside this minute,

or I'll really give you something to cry about.

Or if it's wigs you want...

Don't you fall off, darlings, all right?

- I've got them all... - Come on!

I'm buying and I'm selling tonight, ladies and gentlemen.

Oh, there she is. The wanderer returned.

Gawping at dollies at the fair, if you please.

Fill that pot and get out of my way, you manky little toad.

Don't you dare spill none. Not a drop.

Oi!

You've done that on purpose just to vex me.

Oh, you better run girl.

Oh, here, we go, here we go.

There she comes.

Hey!

Get a bit of exercise. Brings out the colour in your cheeks, Madame.

Run your socks off!

Madame, my horse hasn't been watered.

Toad, two more buckets.

Quick about it.

Here comes... Oh, wait.

Don't be afraid, little one. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Let me give you a hand with that.

Here.

What's your name?

Cosette.

I'll carry your buckets tonight.

You show me the way.

Oi, see to them horses.

Good evening, Madame.

Who are you? What do you want?

I want a bed for the night, a bottle of wine and something to eat.

We're fully booked.

You can put me anywhere. Put me in the stable if you like.

I'll pay the price of your best room.

Ah-ha, 40 sous.

Agreed.

Let's see it then.

Forty for the room, twenty for the meal,

twenty for whatever else.

Here, get him some wine.

And what would Monsieur like for his supper?

- Bread and cheese. - Bread and cheese.

That's a fine gentleman, no mistake.

Oh, there's nothing wrong with a bit of bread and cheese.

Oh!

Oi, you clear that up! Come on.

-Well, my darlings. -Yeah.

Well, hello. What are we having for our supper?

Cosette.

Do you have a doll, too?

What, that one? She's gotta work for her keep.

All the same, a child should be able to play now and then.

Especially at Christmas.

Oh, and some people should learn to mind their own business.

I'LL be back.

-He's a strange one, isn't he? -Yeah.

Oi, little toad, come here.

Where'd you find him?

What did he want with you? What'd he say to you?

What did he want with you?

You dirty little toad, I'll give you a smack.

I'll give you something to cry about.

Here, Cosette.

It's for you.

I have a wish to see the child playing.

And who's gonna serve you your supper?

You, Madame.

I'll buy the child's time for the rest of the evening.

Name your price.

- Five francs. - Done.

Oi, go on.

Now bring me my supper, woman.

You mustn't mind the wife, Monsieur.

She's got a sharp tongue but a heart of gold.

Well, here we are, the best room in the house.

Bridal chamber itself.

What's that?

Oh. That, Monsieur, is my wife

Rosalie's bridal headdress. Yeah.

Well, no doubt you know, sir, I was one of the heroes at Waterloo.

-No, I didn't. -Well,

carried a colonel on my back through a hail of bullets.

-Is that so? -Hmm.

-Were you at Waterloo, Monsieur? -No, I was...

Unavoidably detained.

Oh.

Would you like that little girl in here with you, Monsieur?

For a small consideration. No need for the wife to know.

She has a bed of her own, has she not?

Yeah, of course. Just like one of mine.

Then I'll say good night.

Yeah. Same to you, sir.

See you in the morning.

Oh, look at the state of the place. What have you been doing?

You idle scrap!

Come on, you should've had this done by now.

Oh, bonjour, Monsieur. You're up early.

There's your bill, if you please.

-I paid last night. -Incidentals.

Twenty-three francs?

We have a lot of expenses.

And that child there, costs us the earth.

Cosette.

Alouette, as they call her in the village.

Mind you, she's more like a bat than a lark.

And what if I was to take her off your hands?

What? You want to take the child?

Yes, I do.

- Thenardier? - Yeah.

- Thenardier. - What?

-He wants to take the child. -Oh.

Didn't I say that's how it would be, eh? Come on.

Here, you leave me and the gentlemen alone together. Go on.

Here, come on, come with me.

Ah, now, Monsieur, this is all very irregular. Please, please.

I'm not making any aspersions.

It takes all sorts

to make a world, but this is beyond anything I've done so far.

I mean, to sell a child in my care to a stranger.

-You talk of selling her? -Well, if we were to part with her.

If we were to endure the heartbreak.

I'm not saying we're prepared to make that sacrifice.

Of course, we'd want some compensation. Huh?

And, I mean, what if the child's mother should turn up?

Say, "Where's my child? What have you done with her?”

How much?

Oh, I don't... God...

Uh...

Nah, nah, I can't do it.

It'll break the wife's heart, Monsieur. Sorry, no deal.

How much?

Ah.

It's no good. I won't lie to you, sir.

You know, you've got me over a barrel. You see, I've got debts.

-How much? -Fifteen hundred francs.

Agreed.

And bring me the child.

Rosalie! Bring the child.

Come on.

You're gonna go with that gentleman.

Only if she wishes to. Do you?

Can I bring my doll?

Yeah. Of course, you can.

Here.

You go and put these on as quick as you can,

and we'll be on our way.

Go on.

What about the, uh, 23 francs?

Here, there's 30.

And he paid up just like that.

Oh, oh.

Oh.

I could've got more off him.

I'll go after him.

Take the pistol.

He had a dangerous look about him.

-Yeah? -Yeah, okay. Go.

Are you tired?

Catherine's a bit tired.

Catherine?

Is that her name?

-Oh. -What are you doing here?

Can't let her go, Monsieur.

-You already have. -No.

Not for 1,500 francs.

That's more than you deserve.

Her mother paid you well, and you treated her like an animal.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Now leave us alone before I knock you down.

Give me 3,000 or I'll take the girl back.

Now, be careful with this thing.

People could get hurt.

Now, you get home,

before I change my mind and blow your head off.

Off with you!

Has Catherine had enough of a rest?

She says yes.

Off we go, then.

Oh...

Is it true?

Are we in Paris?

Yes, we are.

Do I have to sweep?

No, you don't have to sweep

or go to the wood to fetch water. You don't have to do anything.

Except eat and sleep and play.

Perhaps a little learning.

We don't have to go back there?

No, we don't.

And you're my Papa now?

Well, if you want me to be.

Do you?

Yes, I think so.

Never been anyone's Papa before.

Perhaps you'd better ask Catherine and see what she thinks.

Should we let him be my Papa?

She says yes,

if you don't beat us.

You tell her I won't beat either of you.

It's all right. She heard you.

-Good night, Papa. -Good night, little one.

Sleep well.

Good night, Papa.

Good night.

Sleep tight.

-You happy, Cosette? -Of course, I am.

Don't you think you should,

you know, go to school, like other children?

Why?

You teach me everything.

Well, don't you long for friends?

-Someone to play with? -I have you.

And Catherine.

I came to see if everything was all right.

It is. What did you see, Madame?

It's, uh, my duty, you know,

as the principal tenant.

Bourbon, ma petite.

Bourbon, Madame.

She's very thin.

I could, um, do some cooking for you, if you like, Monsieur.

Not necessary. Thank you, Madame.

And she's your granddaughter?

Not much of a family resemblance, is there?

Well, she takes after her mother's side.

Oh, I see.

Well...

I will be getting along then. Au revoir, Monsieur.

Au revoir, ma petite.

Nosy old bitch.

Now, now...

You think so, too.

But we don't say these things.

Go on, eat up.

Monsieur.

Inspector.

Monsieur.

Incident reports from last night on my desk, now.

Yes, sir. They're all ready, sir.

Here's a curious one.

Innkeeper in Montfermeil says his daughter was kidnapped

by some ruffian with a gun.

Montfermeil, you say.

Let me see that.

You want to go there, sir?

"Stepdaughter,” it says, not daughter.

Montfermeil.

Huh.

I think I'll go myself, Rivette.

And you, I want you to look into the prison hulks at Toulon.

Any recent deaths, suspicious disappearances,

-see what you can turn up. -Yes, sir.

What about that bit there? You missed a bit.

Bourbon, Monsieur.

Can I help you with anything? Are you looking for a room?

Coffee. And I want to interview your husband.

Oh, you want to interview him?

And who are you, if I may make so bold?

Inspector Javert, the Paris police.

Oh, Lord. Well, he's still in bed. He hasn't got up yet.

Go and get him a coffee.

- Inspector... - Javert.

You filed a complaint regarding the abduction of a minor.

Oh, right. Yes, well, thank you

-for coming all this way, inspector. -Don't sit.

This child, not yours?

Uh, no. We, um...

Well, a young woman, who was passing through just left her with us.

Said she was coming back, never did.

But you could tell that she was

no better than she should be, if you take my meaning.

You know where she went? The mother?

She said she was going to Montreuil.

-I see. -Yeah.

And she sent you money

-for the child's board and lodging... -Never. Not a penny.

We looked after that child out of the goodness of our hearts.

Yeah. Yeah, we loved her like she was one of our own, Inspector.

-Very touching. -Yeah. Yeah.

I was one of the heroes at Waterloo, you know.

Carried a colonel on my back...

-Come to the abduction. -Oh, right.

Well, this fellow, yeah, a great big hulking brute he was,

he turns up one night, wants to stay in the best room, drink the best wine.

Then, in the morning, he holds us up at gunpoint

and goes off with the takings and the little girl.

A strong man, would you say?

Oh, yeah, yeah. Strong as an ox.

He handled two buckets of water like they were thimbles.

Did he say what he wanted the girl for?

Nah, but, uh, we're men in the world, Inspector.

Not hard to guess. Don't bear imagining, you know?

Hmm.

All right, that's all.

-That's all, but look here. -What?

Well, what are you gonna do for me?

Nothing.

You should think yourself lucky that I don't charge you.

- Charge me? - It's perfectly clear to me

that you sold that girl to a passing stranger.

Your neighbours tell me you were flush with money

for weeks after she went.

You're a scoundrel, Thenardier.

This ruffian.

I don't suppose he said where he was going?

Uh, no, but it looked like he was heading Paris way.

Yeah.

I daresay he was.

Well, what'd he say about finding the girl?

-What? -Is he gonna help us?

Should've got more money for her.

Well, he said, he'd, uh...

Said he'd do his best, but, you know, he's...

God.

Make his jawline more prognathous.

See, here.

And he'd probably have a beard to disguise himself.

Just one escaped from Toulon reported, Inspector Javert.

But the prisoner drowned.

Did they recover the body?

No, it's assumed it must've been trapped under the pilings.

-Uh, his prisoner number... -24601.

What do you think, Rivette?

Well, I never saw the man,

but it certainly looks like a regular villain.

There is nothing regular about this villain.

Merci Monsieur.

All on your own, little one?

Papa won't be long.

Papa?

Looks after you well, does he, your Papa?

Yes.

So, what happened to your maman?

She died.

That man,

is not really your Papa, is he?

Yes, he is.

And I'll tell him you were in here nosing around.

I am the principal tenant. I have a perfect right.

But I won't disturb you any longer.

Good day to you, little miss.

- Come on, lads. Bring it all out. - Whoa, whoa.

What's all this about?

-It's non-payment of debts. -How come, Monsieur.

I'm taking possession of this property, Thenardier.

And everything in it, but the tools you trade.

You can't do that.

I've been instructed by Inspector Javert.

-Thenardier, what have you done? -All right. Uh, look, look, look,

just, um...

Maman.

Well, leave some of the chairs.

Oh.

What about the dog?

Tied him up.

We don't need another mouth to feed.

And the nipper?

I told him to wait round the back.

Someone will look after him.

Yeah.

Mama, Mama.

Oh.

Oh. Gavroche, my darling child.

To think you nearly got left behind. Thank you.

Thank you.

Come on, then.

- Rivette. - Yes, sir.

Any sightings?

Nothing, sir.

There's a woman outside, asking for you, sir.

Says she has information for you, about him.

"The crow was too high up

"The crow was too high up

"for the fox to reach him.

- "So the... - "Cunning."”

"Cunning fox began..."

Quick, get your clothes on. We're gonna go for a quick walk in the moonlight.

Quick as you can. Get your cloak on.

What about Catherine?

Open up. Police.

Open up.

Break it down.

He's outside!

Down here.

He just left the Gorbeau tenements with a little girl.

-You see him? -No, sir.

All right, you two, block off the exit at Rue de la Barre.

You, back to Rue Picpus, we're gonna flush him out.

Yes, sir.

Quick.

Papa, my feet are hurting.

-Are all the avenues closed off? -Every one, sir.

Papa, I'm cold.

They went that way, sir.

Now we have him.

- Where is he? - We can't find him, sir.

Back, back to Rue Picpus. Hurry up, go.

-Go, go! -You heard him. Come on, let's go.

We're safe for the moment.

Cosette.

Oh, God, what have I done?

You must leave, sir.

- No man may enter here. - I'll go, I'll go.

-But I beg you, care for this girl. -Pere Madeleine?

Sister Simplice.

She's Fantine's child.

Reverend Mother, this is a good, kind man.

Cosette?

I'm an escaped convict wanted by the police.

Even now they're searching the streets for me.

Police.

Open up in the name of the law or by God, we'll batter this door down.

Take the child.

Police!

Open up in the name of the law.

Tell me your name and your business here, sir.

My name is Inspector Javert of the Paris police.

We have reason to believe there's an escaped criminal here.

I demand to search the premises.

This is a house of holy women. No man can enter.

We answer to God here, sir, not to the Paris police.

Sister, I must search this building.

No, Inspector.

No man has set foot in this convent for many years.

Nor will do.

If you should become aware

-of any attempt by this man... -You shall be informed, Inspector

Please, sit.

Well, Monsieur Madeleine, what are we to do with you?

My name is Jean Val jean.

You should turn me away, but I beg you,

look after Cosette.

Well, that can be done easily enough.

We have a school here.

And as soon as she's well enough, she can attend with the other girls.

But will you be happy to part with her?

It would break my heart, I think.

You are a thief, are you not?

I was a thief.

But that is long in the past.

So I can trust you, can I?

If you take care of Cosette,

I would do anything for you.

I believe you.

We do need some work to be done in the grounds.

You may have this room and stay here as our gardener.

And you will be able to see the child every day.

Thank you, Reverend Mother. Thank you.

Sorry he got away, sir.

He will never get away!

Search everywhere!

He will be found.