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Manhunt

from les misérables

The mine!

The mine!

Now's your chance!

Who are you?

Jean valjean. You're just a number here.

872.

I remember now.

You were sentenced to five years for theft.

Now you'll serve another three.

"Record of convict Jean valjean

years... Another 3 years for attempted evasion”

"Sentenced to another 5 years for a new attempt to escape”

"Sentenced to 5 years for rebellion”

Valjean, you came here eighteen years ago.

This will teach you to respect your country's laws.

Here are 85 francs,..

The fruits of your labour.

Now that you are free, remember that you're an ex-convict,

and the slightest mistake will bring you back here for the rest of your life.

This is your release form. You may go.

Sergeant javert, I'm pleased to be able to inform you

that the government, in recognition of your good work,

has promoted you to vice-inspector. I wish you all the best.

Thank you, warden.

"In the town of digne”

What do you want?

Some food and a bed. That won't be a problem...

If you pay.

Yes... yes, I have money.

Did you see his face?

Yes, but he has money.

Perhaps. Ask to see his papers.

Can I eat?

Right away.

But there is still a small detail.

Oh, yes,..

I understand. Money for the... - No!

Your identity papers.

"Departmental penitentiary prisoner release form..."

I'm sorry but you can't stay here. I don't have any rooms.

Let me sleep in the stables.

It's not possible, the horses take up the whole place.

Give me something to eat, at least. I'm dying of hunger.

I've been walking since morning. I don't have anything.

This is an inn, I'm hungry, I'm paying, and I'm staying!

Go, or I'll call the guards.

Come here.

Go to the innkeeper of "au bon vin" and tell him...

I'd better put the silver cutlery away.

You never know.

Oh, yes!

There!

What is it? What's going on?

Are we in some kind of danger? Yes, that's right, monsignor.

Something terrible will happen in town tonight!

They all say it, bishop. And...

And also your sister thinks like me.

And she says that... Me? I don't say anything.

What my brother does is well done.

I was telling the young lady...

That here there is someone in bad state, with a dreadful appearance!

He's armed with a stick! So what?

So then, if monsignor allows,

I'll go to the blacksmith to tell him to come and replace the bolt. More so as...

More so as here the door can be opened easily by the first comer.

I've been cast out by all, for my yellow passport.

I'm tired, and I'm hungry.

I'll pay you.

Madame magloire, set one more table place.

Maybe you haven't got it right.

I am a convict, I got out of jail.

You'll give me some food?

Yes. And also where to sleep.

Meanwhile, sit back and warm up for a moment.

Dinner will be ready soon.

If I'm not mistaken, Mr. valjean, you said you were going to pontarlier?

Yes, and with a compulsory route.

You will pass by arras, then. Of course.

I must resume my walk tomorrow at dawn. It is hard to walk.

You must have suffered a lot.

Eighteen years is a long time.

Ared jacket...

A chain at your foot...

A stone slab to sleep on...

Heat...

And cold to die.

Work, always.

I was twenty three years old when I went in.

And do you know why?

For stealing a piece of bread...

For my little nephews, who were dying of hunger.

I'm forty one now, and what do I have ahead of me?

A yellow passport.

When I think about it...

I feel something here...

That tears my guts..

As if I had a ferocious cat inside me.

All I see is blood, then.

Like in jail, when they beat me.

If you come out of that place with thoughts of hatred,

you are worthy of pity.

But if you come out with thoughts of benevolence,

then you are better than any of us.

But, it seems..

There's something still missing on this table.

You could also not tell me who you are.

This door does not ask who enters whether he has a hame,

but whether he suffers. But you're not listening.

No, I'm listening. I'm listening.

But I'll tell you something.

You, parson, you're too kind to me.

And I don't deserve it, believe me.

Here, this is your room.

Try to get a good night's sleep.

And tomorrow morning, before you leave,..

You'll drink a hot cup of milk, that I will prepare for you myself.

Thank you.

Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Listen...

You allow me to sleep in your home.

But who says I haven't killed someone?

That's none of my concern.

It concerns the good lord.

Oh, monsignor! Oh, monsignor! Monsignor...

Something terrible!

That man has run off...

With the silver candelsticks!

Right.

In fact, waking up early this morning

I found it a little strange not to see him.

I had even prepared some milk for him. And he preferred your silver.

You're right.

He must have gone out through the back door.

Welcoming a man like him, and letting him sleep in your home!

And luckily he's only stolen!

He must have climbed the wall...

What's wrong? - Hold on.

Bishop.

We met this man at dawn. He seemed to be fleeing.

We searched him and we found some candlesticks that had your crest.

They're yours, aren't they? Actually...

Let's go.

One moment.

I'm glad to see you again.

But why didn't you take the silver cutlery I gave you with the candlesticks?

Fetch them, madame magloire. So it's true what this man claimed.

That the candlesticks were a gift by an old priest,

at whose home he had spent the night?

Yes.

It's true.

So, we let him go?

You leave me free? Yes, we release you, don't you see?

Go in peace...

And never forget that you have promised me, now,

to use this money to become an honest man.

Sir, my coin!

I dropped a coin and without wanting to, you put your foot on it.

Why don't you reply? Give me my money.

What do you want? Who are you? My name's gervais, I'm a street musician.

That coin that fell on the ground, I earnt it today.

Go away.

Give me back my money, understand?

It's my money!

Will you go away?

Are you going or not?

Gervais.

Gervais.

Many years later...

Is it possible that in this day and age, in 1820,

they still use these old carcasses?

Until recently, it was more than enough.

Yes, when montreuil was a small village of no importance,

but now it is an industrial town.

Even in Paris they talk a lot about the ironworks of montreuil.

It appears they use a new casting technique.

It's a patent of the mayor. He must be a smart man.

Very!

He has completely transformed the village in just a few years.

He employs more than five hundred workers in his factories.

An interesting man, then. He even refused the legion of honour!

I say he's a fool. - Emilio!

Sorry, dear, but a man as rich as he is who turns down such an honour...

Stand still!

He throws money for hospitals, lives without women, and he never laughs!

Perhaps he's suffered a lot.

Perhaps. He's been in mourning lately, and do you know why?

Why? Over the death of the bishop of digne.

Who was he? - Monsignor myriel.

What is the name...

Of this mayor?

Mr. Madeleine.

Madeleine...

Where does he come from? No one knows anything definite about him.

He arrived many years ago, penniless.

How old are you? I don't know, sir.

My parents died when I was little.

Are you hungry?

What is it? Are you ashamed?

It's nothing to be ashamed of, it's not your fault.

It's us who should be ashamed.

Shall we discuss our business now?

Here is 1000 francs for the new hospital ward. - But,..

I only asked you for 500.

Which means you need at least 2000.

Anything else? - No.

Would you take this boy to eat something?

He'll be staying with us. He'll help around the factory.

Right, Jean? Sure, mr Madeleine, thanks!

Goodbye, little Jean.

Come.

Come in.

What is it now?

I would tell you that you need to take steps against one of the factory workers.

Which steps? - Dismissal.

Reason? She always arrives late on Saturdays.

From out of town? - Yes.

She may be late because of the stagecoach timetable.

As a supervisor I say that her example

may undermine the discipline of all the workers.

We can't dismiss her without asking the reasons for her delays.

I asked her. - And?

She has always refused to say it. And it's not hard to guess why.

Anything else? - No.

And about that girl?

I'll think about it. You can go.

Good morning, miss fantine. Good morning.

Thank you.

Peace and good.

Good morning.

Inspector javert? - Yes.

We were expecting you. I am Blanchard, alderman.

I hope you'll enjoy your stay here in montreuil.

It's a quiet place, peaceful. They're all good people.

It won't be an interesting stay, for me at least.

And yet, I assure you that here in montreuil, once you'll get used...

Pending the arrival of the police coach then I'll take care of your baggage.

Yes, alright. - Good.

I warned you, but you, nothing!

I'm sorry, my child, but nothing to do.

But I have to keep this job for... I wish you could have kept it.

It's you who have forced us to do so.

Try to understand me...

If you fire me, it's over for us.

I have a child, ma'am. A daughter.

It's her I see every Saturday. She's sick.

Why not say it right away?

Heck! A daughter is always a daughter.

And your husband is with her?

I don't have a husband, ma'am. I have never been married.

The truth, at last.

You should have kept quiet.

But it was you who pushed me to speak.

You seemed so kind, so maternal.

I'm begging you.

If they know he mayor fired me I won't find another job.

There's nothing I can do. You should have thought about it.

Good evening.

May I escort you?

Excuse me for a moment.

Coward!

Coward!

Scoundrel!

Coward! Out of my sight!

You take advantage because I'm a woman. Coward, scoundrel!

Scoundrel! - Damn, do not bite!

Do not bite! - Dog! Dog! Dog!

Coward! Coward! Scoundrel! Coward! - Damn you! - Coward!

Enough! - Coward! Enough! Coward!

You're going for six months.

Six months!

Six months in prison, for seven coins a day?

But I have a daughter, what will happen to her?

Inspector, you don't know, but I have a child.

Mercy, inspector. Mercy!

I was not in the wrong. You didn't see.

But it was he who put snow in my back without my having done anything.

I was beside myself!

Snow, you understand, inspector?

I'm even sick. Perhaps I shouldn't have done so.

But I felt only a great chill, here in my heart...

Have mercy, inspector. Mercy!

I have a daughter, have mercy!

Enough of this nonsense. Get out!

Take her away! - No, have mercy.

I have a daughter! Have mercy!

Don't do this, inspector!

Let go of me! Cowards!

Cowards, leave me! Don't do it!

Cowards, cowards!

One moment, please!

Good evening, mayor.

Let that woman go.

There is also the mayor. He came to enjoy the show!

You don't know it, but I am his masterpiece!

It is he who ruined me!

I worked for him, Mr. Madeleine, the benefactor.

And only because I have a child without having a husband,

unforgivable thing for the mayor,

without even listening to me, he ordered to throw me out!

And since it was he who fired me, all doors were closed to me. For his fault!

Finally, you're here!

You are no longer Mr. Madeleine to whom I am not worthy to speak.

But you're here, a man more lousy than the the bourgeois in the square.

A man to whom..

I spit on the face!

Take this woman away!

Let her go!

That isn't possible. - Why?

This woman has seriously insulted an upstanding citizen.

I was in the square as you were taking her away.

I inquired. It's the bourgeois who was in the wrong.

He should be arrested.

But this wench now insulted you. A mayor!

That only concerns me.

I'm sorry, but this concerns the law.

And the law orders this woman to serve six months in prison.

Listen carefully, she won't serve one day.

This is a police matter, and concerns me alone.

That woman must serve six months in prison.

It's a matter for the municipal police. The police that I govern!

And I order you to release her. No, mayor.

Not another word... get out!

I had no idea.

I never knew you had been fired.

I had given orders not to do so.

But why didn't you come to me?

From now on, I'll take care of you.

You'll be honest again, and you'll be happy.

There is so much sunshine today. Let it enter.

Are you feeling better? - Yes.

It's all so pleasant here, so bright.

What must you think of me?

But why do you say that?

It was not always like that, you know?

Oh, it's horrible, if I think about it.

Well.. Don't think about it now.

I can't...

The past is always in front of me, like a nightmare...

Like a sweet nightmare, sometimes.

You know...

One of the many stories of the many girls...

All stories alike... All girls alike...

It was a marvellous morning.

One of those summer Sundays when Parisians flock in the countryside,

and every bush becomes a boulevard corner.

I felt so happy!

But also very anxious.

A childish anxiety!

They had promised us that day would be crowned with a marvellous surprise.

And the surprise? - No.

I promise I won't tell anyone. You'll tell everyone.

You're mean.

My love.

I hate you. - I adore you.

Oh, the cake! - How pretty!

What could the surprise be? I bet they want to spend the night here.

Yes, but they've been gone a while, haven't they?

Yes, it seems to me too.

Those gentlemen gave me this letter. Why didn't you bring it sooner?

Because they ordered me to wait an hour.

"Our parents claim us. We adore you,.."

"But we're leaving.” - leaving?

"The stagecoach to Toulouse tears us away from the abyss,"

"and you are the abyss, so beautiful and cheerful.”

"Hurry up and cry, and replace us..."

"Your dinner has been paid for." Thank goodness.

This was the surprise. You must admit they were witty though.

Frankly, they were wretches, but fun.

It must have been Andrea's idea.

Sure, it's funny...

Very funny.

Fantine, what's wrong? Come on, silly, don't cry.

Take care of her. She's very delicate.

Take care of her? You offend me.

She'll be like a daughter to me, a third daughter.

One more, one less... madame thénardiers has kisses and hugs for everyone.

She's so pretty. What's your name?

Mummy's darling, tell me your name?

Mummy calls me cosette.

Cosette, she says it so beautifully. What a darling!

They're good people.

But you're mistaken, your story isn't like so many others.

Why?

Because it will have a different ending.

As soon as I can, I'll get your daughter and bring her to you.

You'll do that? - Yes.

I promise.

I understand now...

How someone can also die of happiness!

Have you ever noticed, Blanchard,

how the mayor walks with a slight limp on his left leg?

Yeah!

I had never noticed.

There are two categories of people in the world, that have this defect:

Arthritis sufferers,..

And convicts. - But, in Mr. Madeleine's case we're dealing with...

An arthritis sufferer, evidently.

Frankly, I'd prefer a mayor without rheumatism.

Inspector? The messenger has arrived from Paris.

Give it to me.

"Subject: Former convict Jean valjean

in reference to your request, we inform you as follows..."

Come in.

Inspector javert would like to see you.

Show him in.

Well? What is it? I came here to carry out a duty.

Which one?

Mayor, a guilty act has been committed.

What act?

An inferior has disrespected a magistrate in the most serious way.

And who is this inferior? - Me.

And the magistrate?

You, mayor.

I'm asking you to request my dismissal to the appropriate authorities.

But why? What have you done to me?

Mayor,..

Six weeks ago,..

Following the incident with that woman,..

I was incensed, ..

And I've reported you.

Reported me? - Yes.

To the Paris police prefecture.

As a mayor who usurps the police powers?

No.

As an ex-convict.

For a long time this idea troubled me.

A certain similarity, your muscular strength...

The way you drag your leg...

Fact is,..

I thought you were a certain Jean valjean.

What did you say? - Valjean.

A convict I met twenty years ago in toulon's penitentiary,

and whom I've been hunting for years.

And what was the prefecture's reply?

That, a few days ago, Jean valjean...

Had been arrested.

A certain champmathieu was arrested some time ago.

For robbery.

In the prison of arras,..

A former convict, as soon he saw champmathieu,..

He identified him immediately as Jean valjean.

Then, they summoned me too, to arras.

Well?

I too..

I recognised him.

Are you sure?

Certain.

Mayor,..

I was wrong towards you,..

And I'm ready to pay.

And what does that man say?

He's in an bad trouble. He's a recidivist.

Stealing apples is just mischief for a boy,

but for a convict it's a crime.

Furthermore, this Jean valjean committed another armed robbery on a public road

against a street musician.

For an ex-convict this means the death penalty.

And when is the trial? Tomorrow evening in arras.

How long will it last?

The sentence will be read out no later than tomorrow night.

Very well.

You can go, javert.

Mayor, I must remind you of something.

What?

That I must be replaced.

Javert, you're exaggerating your fault.

You will keep your post. No, mayor! I cannot Grant you this.

I tell you this concerns me alone. No, mayor.

I reported you,

without any proof, solely for revenge!

I've often been severe with others in my time.

It was fair, I was doing the right thing!

Now, if I weren't tough on myself,..

I'd be a wretch.

I don't want you to treat me with kindness.

It's easy to be kind.

The hard part is being fair.

I'm asking for the dismissal of inspector javert.

Good evening, mayor. Good evening.

Still awake, sister? You should rest.

The sick need to be cured.

Yes, but your health is more precious than theirs.

Not in front of god.

For him, the life of each one of us holds the same value.

Tell me, sister,..

If an innocent man is accused of a crime committed by someone else,..

The real culprit should come forward, shouldn't he?

Of course.

But if the innocent man is a vagabond, a petty thief, a useless being,..

And the culprit, instead,..

Has paid for his sins with a life time of penance,..

Doing good to others.

His duty would be to save the innocent man.

Yet his life is much more useful and necessary than that of the other.

It's not for us to decide.

Then that man must turn himself in.

It's true.

I must leave, sister. Soon.

Perhaps this very night.

But first I'd like to provide for that poor woman.

This money is for fantina.

I'm leaving it with you.

Don't you want to see her before you leave?

Later, perhaps, if I can.

What will I tell her when she asks about you?

Tell her I've gone to get her daughter.

Is that the truth? - No...

But she'll be calm for a few days. You're asking me to lie.

I know.

But sometimes a lie can be a good deed.

Mayor...

When I put on these clothes...

I made a vow that, never,..

For any reason, I would say anything contrary to the truth.

You wouldn't want me to break my vow?

Forgive me, sister.

Will you be gone long?

I don't know.

Farewell, sister simplice.

May the Providence help you, mayor.

Pray for me, sister.

"To inspector javert.

The undersigned, Jean valjean, declares...”

And cosette?

Cosette...

She's fine.

You'll see her very soon.

Then you didn't get her. Why?

Stay calm.

He's not here for you.

Let's go. Quick!

Come on, move!

But he's...

He's the mayor!

There's no mayor here anymore.

Javert... - Call me inspector.

I wish to tell you... Speak louder!

You'll have to raise your voice with me.

I have a request... I'm not here to listen to your requests.

The party's over!

There's no mayor here anymore, just a thief, a delinquent, a convict!

Who I finally have in my grasp!

Do you understand now?

You've killed her.

Move it! If you don't want me to handcuff you.

I advise you to leave me alone.

We can leave now.

Let's go through the foundry, it will attract less attention.

No! Mayor! Beware the casting!

That must be very heavy for you. Yes, sir.

How old are you? I don't know, sir.

Are you going far?

Half an hour from here.

At this hour? Don't you have a mother?

I don't know.

The others do, but me,.. It's as if I didn't have one.

What's your name? - Cosette.

You live in montfermeil, right? Yes, sir.

Let's go.

What are you looking at? The doll, sir.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

All the children here want it.

Is it a holiday today? It's Christmas, sir.

Sir...

What is it? - We've arrived.

Well? Will you give me the bucket?

Why? - Because, if the lady...

Realises you carried it, she'll beat me.

I accompanied the gentleman,..

Who is looking for lodging. The gentleman?

Yes. It's me.

Come in.

"Reward for the capture of Jean valjean”

Hey! - What is it?

This man wants a room. I don't think we have any empty.

Put me where you want. I'll pay you the same rate.

Then it will cost you two francs.

Alright.

He's a strange one.

Rather, does he have the money for his meal?

Mummy! Mummy!

Finally, you're back!

All dressed up!

Do you like the dresses that daddy gave you for Christmas?

Let's see. Oh, how beautiful!

We must celebrate! Fetch some wine. - Sure!

Oh, what a cute girl!

Come here! What have you been up to?

Mummy, I want the doll.

Mummy, I want the doll. But you already have a doll.

This one is old and ugly, it's old and ugly!

I want the doll in the shop by the square, that one's beautiful.

You want me to buy that doll? Yes, that one!

I'd have to sell the tavern to buy it! Then you're mean, mean, mean!

Mom... mom!

What is it? Look there, my doll.

Cosette!

Who said you could touch that doll?

I'll teach you to touch things with your scabby hands!

Well, why all this fuss?

That beggar dares to touch my daughter's doll.

Is that all? - Isn't it enough?

I'm going to teach you a lesson...

So you'll learn...

Take it.

Go on, take it.

So take it, since the gentleman gave it to you.

The gentleman is not going to rest?

75 francs?

Dear sir, times are hard! We have to face a lot of expenses!

For example, the little girl there,

she costs us a fortune.

And if you were to get rid of her? Who? Cosette?

Keep her, sir. Take her with you.

Okay.

Wake her up.

You want to take her right now?

Yes. Right now.

Here are your 75 francs. Will you wake up cosette?

Exactly, 75.

As for the girl, I need to talk a little more with the gentleman.

Well, you see, sir, I've thought it over.

I cannot give you cosette.

I'll tell you, I adore that little girl.

Life is so strange, you can even grow fond of other people's children.

Indeed, ..

Especially those of others.

How much?

I said how much?

3000 francs.

Hold on! Give me cosette first.

Come here, cosette.

You must go with the gentleman.

You can take the money now.

Let's go, cosette.

Hey! Hey, sir! Sir...

Give me back the girl.

Why?

Give me another 10,000 francs, or I'm taking her back.

Let's go, cosette. - Wait!

If you say another word I'll break your head!

My daughter, cosette, has been kidnapped...

By a man who turned up at my tavern at midnight last night.

He was around fifty, with a very strong build.

With light-coloured eyes.

Understood, very strong...

Little girl... Which road did he take?

The road to Paris.

You can go.

How do you feel? - I'm so cold.

Can we sleep?

Right away.

But you have to be good. Wait here for me.

Alone?

A girl like you shouldn't be afraid. Wait here, okay?

I'd like something for a fever. Is it for you?

No, it's for my daughter.

How old is she?

I don't know.

Well... around seven.

Children can be such a worry!

Did you hear about that girl who was kidnapped?

Sure. It's unbelievable what goes on.

People like that should be killed like dogs.

Luckily, it seems that man is easy to recognise.

He's tall, strong, with light-coloured eyes.

The newspaper says the girl is carrying a big doll.

A big doll?

We'll sleep now, but there's something I must tell you first.

You have to leave the doll. No! Why?

Because... I'm going to buy you a prettier one.

Let me keep it. Why do you want it?

Have I been naughty?

Come on, give me the doll.

No, don't cry. Now we'll eat and we'll sleep, okay?

But let's play a game first. Which one?

I'll pretend I can't see, and you have to guide me.

You must be careful, though, so I don't fall, or hit a wall.

The blind man game?

Good. Just don't make any mistakes.

Oh, no!

What about the girl?

I assure you, she was quite unique.

I've never seen a girl like that.

Can you believe it? She thought I was the chief of police.

Can I help you? Aroom for the night.

Right away, sir.

Would you like to be accompanied? No, my daughter will take care.

Right?

Yes. - That's the key...

It's the first room on the second floor. Thank you.

Poor chap, how unlucky.

Don't you agree?

There's something about that blind man that...

I don't know, it doesn't add up.

You policemen see mystery everywhere.

But you never find its key!

The key! That's what was so strange about that man.

You saw how he picked the key? With what self-confidence?

That man isn't blind! Right, I didn't give it any thought.

A fake blind...

With a little girl!

Where is that man's room? On the second floor.

Mr. Madeleine. Sister simplice.

I'm a police inspector.

I'd like to speak to the mother superior. Do come in.

She'll stay with us, she'll be fine here, poor child.

I'll take care of her personally.

Excuse me, mother, a police inspector would like to talk to you.

Show him in.

Excuse me, mother.

We are chasing a man

who I have reason to believe has taken refuge here in the convent.

Have you seen...

Have you heard anything?

No.

Pardon me, mother, for insisting.

I know you have never lied.

Are you absolutely certain..

Of what you are saying?

Yes.

And now,

let's go and ask god to forgive me for my sin.

English subs posted by ganjafarmer @cg.

Revised and retimed by edam17@kg December 2013