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Storm over Paris

from les misérables

"1,000 francs to anyone
who will provide information”

"likely to lead to the identification
or arrest of the makers,"

"holders or disseminators of revolutionary
newspapers, posters, pamphlets.”

Now the police will be let
loose in search of you.

And we must think, enjolras, how you
can get away from Paris for some time.

Leave Paris now?

When the uprising may
break out at any moment?

You gave me your word.

Dear Mario, if I stay, I betray my word,
if 1 go, I betray the revolution.

Here it is.
We got to 500 copies.

Good!

Courfeyrac, distribute them in the foyer
of the opera and at the Jackie club.

But I can't go like this, I must
change my clothes. - Mm.. Do as you will.

Gavroche, you're in charge of the etoile
and me?

Is there anything you're good at?

You have no esteem for me!

But I'm awesome when I begin!

I know by heart the whole
constitution of the year il!

"The freedom of the citizen.."

"Ends where the freedom
of another citizen begins."

Human rights! The sovereignty
of the people! That's my bread.

I can talk about it for six
consecutive hours. I've been timed.

You know proudhon by heart,
but you're afraid of paper bombs.

I'm not afraid.

It's just that the shots impress me.
That's all.

Done.

I hope it looks like him.

The king I know, but I've seen the
minister of police only once in passing.

It's perfect.

Do you know him?
No, I just said so. It's funny.

But it's fierce!

Attention, the signal! The police!

Hurry, to the exit!

You haven't seen a shadow?
Yes, but it's disappeared.

Damn them!

They managed to get away.
Yes, but one is left in the net.

All roads in the district are watched,
and he can't get out.

Go behind there,
you'll be protected from the wind.

Would you put that gun down?
If you inform the police..

I don't recommend it.

You'd better leave this room.

But,.. You're injured?

Yes, maybe.

Follow me.

I repeat, no one.

Yet I thought I saw someone
come through the door.

Probably a shadow.
What do you mean?

Yes, a shadow of your imagination.

Here you are.

Is it better now? - Very much.

I think now we can get down.

Are you from Paris? - Oh, no,
we've been here since a few years.

And do you like it?
Oh, I don't know, I hardly ever go out.

My father prefers that I remain inside.
Don't you get bored?

Oh, no! In the morning and at sunset I go
down into the garden to tend the flowers.

And then I have all this stuff to read.

Which is your favorite author?
No, don't tell me.

Let me guess.

Of course you're..
Romantic and sentimental.

That's true!
But how did you know?

Because you are a prisoner in this house.
And prisoners dream.

Dreaming of distant horizons,
forests stirred by the wind,

ships that sail from the ports,..

Beaches caressed by the sea.

How beautiful you are.

The author?

Chénier.

Andrea chénier,

and the poem: "The young prisoner."

Yes, it's true, you guessed it.

I read it almost every day.
If you allow we can meet again.

We'll read it together.
No, it's not possible.

Why? My father wouldn't like it.

I think the time has come
for you to retire.

Yes, daddy, goodnight.
Good night.

Good night.

I'm sorry, sir, and I must thank you for..
No, not me.

It was my daughter, who when
she saw you from the window

on the verge of being arrested,

couldn't help but open the door
on which you were leaning.

Like that.

If I had known, I would've prevented her.

Why didn't you report me
when the police came?

I didn't want them to
find you in my house.

I don't like being mixed up with the
police or with those they're seeking.

I'm not a criminal.
It's not my business.

I'll check if the house is still watched.
It doesn't matter. It matters to me!

You can go.

Good evening.

"Every morning at 10 I shall be at the
Luxembourg gardens. Will I meet you?"

The minister of police
expects inspector javert.

Excellency. - Any news?

Yesterday, two individuals were caught
spreading revolutionary propaganda

near the austerlitz bridge.

Who are they?

Second-rate people.

No matter.

It will serve to give an example.

You'll deport them during the day,
with a show of force, for all to see.

It's good that the Parisians realize
that it's dangerous to be Republicans.

From Lyon they're requesting a regiment
of grenadiers to reinforce the Garrison.

No.

The troops are needed here.

And this?

A caricature of your excellency.

It's not bad.

Full of movement, well sketched..

The author of this sketch
is a dangerous man.

A caricature guessed right
is like a lost battle.

These revolutionaries are
people quite prepared, it seems.

Many are students, excellency.

Here are the fruits
of compulsory education.

Any beggar can become
a doctor, lawyer, teacher..

And above all a journalist.

Poor France!

Ignorance is the best guarantee for order.

And of my son..

Do you have news?

Nothing positive yet, excellency.

Please keep, javert,

the greatest secrecy.

You want my advice?
Don't think anymore about that girl.

I'm beginning to believe it's impossible.

Then find another
who's more approachable.

Look, Mario, you should
take advantage of this.

I give really valuable advice,
when I'm not drunk.

And it happens to you often?
Never.

Oh, eponine, what do you want?

I brought you lunch.

By the way,..

When I'm out, who enters here besides you?
No one, Mr. Mario, I assure you.

Why, is something missing?

No. It seemed that someone
had rummaged through my stuff.

Probably was gavroche.
He always sticks his nose everywhere.

I'll fix him.

No, leave him alone, poor kid,
he's the best his family's got.

Sorry, eponine,..
After you, of course.

Oh, I count very little around here.
You're so patient with everyone.

And especially with me.

You must excuse him, eponine,
he's in love.

You don't say anything?

Moreover, you're right.

I don't know why it might interest you.

Can I make you coffee?
Yes, go ahead.

Since you want to, and your father
still wants to give me credit.

I'll bring it right away.

Who is it?
It's me, dad, eponine.

"1,000 francs reward to those who
report anyone who prints or preserves

writings of revolutionary nature.”

Anyone? Then it would be him too.
Of course.

But you.. You've seen them
really those papers? - Heavens!

He has a trunk full.

Go to open the door.

Excuse me, does Mr. pontmercy live here?

Can I help you, sir?
Mr. pontmercy.

Who are you?

An acquaintance of his.

Do you want to leave a message for him?

Give him this, please.

I'll put it on his table, don't worry.
Thank you. Good morning.

Good morning.

And yet, I've seen him before.
Who?

The gentleman who came a moment ago.
You?

Give me a break! For you to know him,
he should be a judge or a policeman.

And yet..

They brought this for you.

Who brought it?

An elderly man, distinguished.
He said he's a friend of yours.

Why didn't you call me? - He didn't let me.
He left the envelope and went away.

Mr. Mario pontmercy

I shall be grateful if you will not
try to meet my daughter again.

1000 francs, however,..

Are still 1000 francs!

If one didn't need the police to arrest
somebody, I would've reported him already.

Keep a watch on my friends, god;
I'll keep a watch on the police.

But what's the matter?
It was him! It was him!

Have you gone mad? - I remember him.
Who? The man who brought the letter.

I didn't even recognize him right away,
but how could I? Many years have passed.

And you think that
the girl is still with him?

I'm sure.

And this time,
I won't let her escape me!

Did you get scared?

I was waiting for you to be alone here.

Why did you do it?
Because I wanted to see you again.

But why are you so restless?
What are you afraid of?

It's madness! You don't realize,

if my father knew..
Why do you worry so much?

Why does he keep you so far away from
everything and everyone? - I don't know.

Sometimes he seems so strange,
he's always refused to tell me why.

Has he always been so?

Yes, always. Impenetrable, mysterious..

But always ready to
fulfill my every desire.

Keeping you apart from the world?
I hadn't ever noticed, until now.

Until now?

Oh, I don't know why I said that,
I couldn't help it.

But now everything will change.
What do you want to do? Talk to him.

Oh, no, no, he'd refuse any explanation.

And it'd be the end of my brief dream.

You see,..

I hardly know you, and yet it's so sweet
to be with you, talking with you..

Oh, you make me say terrible things.
The most beautiful I've ever heard.

Your words tremble
from such an intimate emotion..

That I'm fearing for myself.

I couldn't live anymore
without hearing them.

No, no, I'd better go.
Remain still for a moment.

Cosette!

Now listen.

Should you not see me
for a few days, do not worry.

Why do you say that? - Don't ask.
Promise not to await me and suffer.

But I don't understand.
I live in corbeau alley, 22.

Will you remember? - Yes, of course, but..
It's best that I write it down.

Wait.

Why all this?

Because, if I were to be too late,
you'd know where to find me.

Mario!

Cosette! Cosette!

Finally!
I've been looking for you for an hour.

There's a man.
Aman? But you know that..

He's in the hall, he was very insistent.
He says his name is baron thénard.

Baron thénard?

In what...?

I'm the baron thénard.

You are surprised, aren't you?
Eh, it couldn't be otherwise.

Baron thénard..

Yet there is an entire
history behind this name.

A past that you ignore,
and I dare say, unjustly.

I don't understand.
Yet it is of your past that I speak.

Of my past?

You have a magnificent home.

It must have cost a fortune.

Sorry, baron, but you mentioned my past.
You know me, then?

Do I know you?

No one in the world, perhaps,
knows you better than me.

I was a friend of your mother.

My mother?

Oh, excuse me if I treated you so coldly,
but I didn't know, I couldn't know.

Tell me about my mother, please.

I met your mother when..

The baron thénard, a friend.

Want to leave us a moment, cosette?

Cosette..

I hadn't heard that name for years,

and I had resigned myself to hear it no
more, before closing my eyes forever.

What do you want?

Frankly, I admire you.

You have a lovely house, a girl who
adores you believing you to be her father.

Let's be clear!

This could all end like magic,
if I wanted it to.

And if I allowed it.

Ah, it's really true that,
the wolf grows old but always bites,

even at the cost of losing his teeth.

How much.. To be silent?

A lot.

Think that...

The coffee?
And served by those delicious little hands!

A lot of sugar?
The baron apologizes but he can't stay.

We will continue our conversation
elsewhere, whenever you like.

At my house then?

Certainly.

When?

Tomorrow.. Night.

I'll be there.

Excuse me, miss.

I'll be back to visit you, unless
your father convinces me to leave,

as I think he'll want to do.

He's incorrigible, your father.
Eh, he's incorrigible.

Miss..

I would have so liked that
he would tell me of my mother.

He wouldn't have had anything to say
that you don't already know.

But, I don't know anything about myself.

And you don't know
how much this torments me.

All right, forget about it.
Because,..

I always clash into things that hurt me,
and that also seem to disturb you.

That man, for example, who is he?
What does he want? Why did he speak so?

Well, there's an old issue between us,
that concerns me alone.

But,..

Fear not.

It is unlikely that he returns here.

Why not continue to read me
that book instead?

He invited you to his house in a
strange way, almost threatening.

You won't go, will you?
Don't worry, I won't go.

I certainly won't go.

This will refresh his memory.

Go see if he's coming.

He's here!
He's coming up the stairs.

Scram! Get out of the way.

Be quick!

Come in, sir.
My husband is waiting for you.

What an honor, Mr. leblanc.

Here it's certainly not as your home.

An old abandoned mill where
I've adapted myself to the best.

It's useless to tell you that when I saw
you at my house, I knew your intentions.

Oh, Mr. leblanc, you mortify me.

I have come to you only because
I have a painting to sell you.

A painting? Yes, a masterpiece.

They had indeed told me
that you are a lover of art,

a connoisseur, and I could ascertain
that my information was correct.

As for that matter,
all other information taken..

On your account.

Who are these people?

Friends.
You can continue to speak freely.

What's your point?

The painting.
I've already said so.

A true work of art.

Don't you think?

And you know how much I ask for it?

I want..

Only..

200,000 francs.

I won't even give you a penny.

I'd rather state clearly that I didn't
come to be subjected to blackmail,

but to blackmail!

A strange blackmail. - Such as?

Try to no longer meddle in my business.

I think you will.
Are you sure of that? I'm sure.

As I'm sure that you're all scum!

No, stop!

Let's not lose our temper.

Is that your last word?

Look, I have come to definitively
make clear our relationship.

We met fifteen years ago..
Fourteen!

When, on behalf of her mother, I came
to take cosette, who was then 6 years,

and that you were treating
like a little pooch.

At that time, I paid you
all that I owed you.

I don't owe you anything more.
However, you'll give me 200,000 francs.

If not?

If not I shall tell the police
and cosette who you are.

Why this gentleman, who now wears
padded overcoats like an archbishop,

who eats asparagus in January,

and who looks at the thermometer
to know if it's cold,

this gentleman wears a number tattooed
on his arm like the one that you wear!

He, too, is a convict,
wanted by the police.

That's fine.

You are the strongest.

But there's still a small
difficulty to overcome.

That is?

That if you make one more step,
our book-keeping is closed for ever.

It doesn't seem appropriate
to take that tone, Mr. leblanc.

We'll talk about it another day.

Open the door, quickly!

But of course!

Open the door and stand aside.

Hurry!

The police!

Isn't your husband there?

No. He's out of Paris.

Don't hurt him, he's too precious.

See, although struggling desperately,
you didn't even let out a cry.

And when I said: "Police",

you delivered yourself
in our hands like a lamb.

As you can see, we have the same interest:

To stay hidden.

Now you'll write what I'll tell you.

How can I write
if my arms are tied?

Untle his arms.

Write.

Dear cosette, come quickly
with the bearer of this letter.

So then?

I think I wasn't quite clear. It wasn't
for myself that I threatened you earlier.

Since many years my life
hasn't belonged to me.

And neither jail nor death
can frighten me.

I've devoted my life
to the happiness of cosette,

and I wouldn't hesitate to kill
anyone who tried to take her away.

And if you think you can scare me...
Look!

And now?

Am I disturbing you?

Good evening, bigrenaille.

Hello, sewer rat!
You're here too.

Deux-milliards.

Bernard.

Martin.

Cravan..

And master minette.

You're all here.

A family reunion, right?

By the way, thenardier..

You must tell your nice lady that,

another time, she shouldn't wash
the glasses with such frenzy.

That always makes me suspicious.

Your inn is famous throughout Paris
for its dirty glasses.

And the gentleman you were bumping off,
where is he?

He must have escaped from here.

Perhaps he was the best prey..

"Data and documents relating to former
convict 872: Jean valjean, escapee”

"prefecture of police
commissioner of digne"

Valjean!

More than a convict to arrest
this man represents to me the triumph

of a truth to which you believe
as you believe in god.

Every criminal is branded
by an indelible Mark,

which no power on earth can ever erase.

And it's up to us

to seize them by the throat,

when fate brings them near to us...

Unfailingly!

He lives in rue plumet, 7?
That's right.

He's alone, with the girl he kidnapped
whom he passes off as his daughter.

Come on.

You've blocked the exits?

Inspector, no one can get out
of this house alive.

Good.

I went behind the house. I searched
everywhere: There's not a sign of life.

Does your arm hurt much?

No, not at all.

It's a trifle.

I know that you do it not to pain me,
to make me not worry,

but your silence exasperates me,
even worse, it humiliates me.

I think I have the right to an explanation,
don't I? - Of course you do.

Why am I injured? I've already told you.

I was attacked while coming home.

Why have we moved?
To avoid being attacked again.

A neighborhood so isolated like that..

Is that all? - Yes, that's all.

Now, since you wanted
an explanation, I'll go on.

We'll leave within this week for england.

You will leave. I... I'll stay.

What do you mean?
That I won't leave.

I know I'm hurting you,
talking to you like this,

but you see, something
has changed in these last days.

You didn't notice anything,
but something has happened

that neither you nor I could predict,
and that has upset everything.

Would you be more clear?

It's very simple,

I'm in love.

With that student?

How do you know?

I figured it out.

And you know what that means? - No.
That we'll leave France tomorrow.

You already know what my answer fis.
I don't care what you think.

But hear me well, I'll never let you
attach yourself to a man

who slipped between us like a thief.
But he meant to talk to you right away.

Why didn't he do it? - I prevented him.
I knew it'd be useless,

that you'd find, invent
thousands of excuses

to prevent us from meeting
each other, out of selfishness!

Is that what you think of me?

It's you who forces me to think so.

Listen to me, cosette.

In my life, I met another woman like you.

She too was carried away
by the charm of a romantic love.

That woman died, cosette,
with a broken heart.

Alone.

Who was that? - Your mother.

You mustn't see that man anymore.

I'll make every effort
to see him again always.

No...

You won't.
No.. I can't obey you.

I love him!

The theft went well.

Your husband's information was accurate.

This is your share, check it if you want.

No need to.

I know that you're an honest person.

Hey!

The minister of police!

Open it! Open it, you idiot!

Mr. Mario pontmercy.
He's upstairs. Go!

Are you going up alone? - Yes.

I can also do by myself.

So,.. To see my son,..

I'm forced to have him
tracked by the police.

It's your job.

You're not very kind to me.

I don't know yet if I'm facing
my father or the minister of police.

And I don't know yet
if I'm facing my son..

Or an outlaw.
Revolutionaries aren't outlaws!

Maybe.

But their fate is the same:

The guillotine.

We're not afraid.

Yeah.

It's very easy to act the revolutionary
when your father is prefect of police.

No risks involved.

At the appropriate time
you can resort to him.

That will never happen!

I hope so.

Because I tell you that
it would be useless.

So what do you want from me?

That you think well
about what you're doing,

while you still have time.
I've already thought about it.

No!

You're young,
and you like big words, great gestures.

Look into the face of reality,
forget this nonsense.

And should I desert my companions?
You know what that means? Betrayal!

Siding with law and order
is not betrayal.

What you call law and order,
I call injustice and abuse.

But what do you want? Freedom, equality..

Words!

I'll never be..

Equal to my coachman.

A man I can buy with half a loaf,
will never be free.

And that's why we'll make the revolution.

I don't think you will succeed.

I've already seen one.

Your danton, marat, robespierre..

Have disappeared, and we're still here.

They too wanted freedom, equality..

Don't you understand that we are
and always will be the strongest?

The most hated.

You may get to hate your father?

Right, I forgot.

For you I'm only baron gillenormand,

minister of police.

You're ashamed of me.

You've even changed your name.

Think about how your mother
would suffer if she were still alive,

and if she saw us like this,
one against the other, like two enemies.

Why don't we try to rebuild
what we destroyed ourselves?

Remember our old house in quercy?

Why don't you go there?

You liked it so much, before.

I'll be joining you as soon as..
As soon as?

It's impossible, it's too late now.

All right.

We have become strangers.

You've wanted so.

I'll be without mercy.
I never asked for it.

As you wish.

Henceforth, you shall be
to me a revolutionary!

Poor man! - What has he done?
He seems to have been hiding someone.

Leave him!

My god! She's dead!

Out! Everyone out!

Excuse me,
does Mr. Mario pontmercy live here?

Who are you? - I'm miss leblanc.

He's not here. - He's not?

But I must see him.
Where can I find him?

Who can join him?

He's at the barricade of rue Saint-denis.

What are you doing here?
Go back home. - No.

I must go to him.

You will go home. Maria!

No!

Let me go. No!

Maria, take miss home.
You don't understand!

If he dies away from me, I'd die too!
Please, obey!

No, no, I can't! - Cosette!
No, no, no!

Stop!

A parliamentarian.

His majesty spares the lives
of those who forsake the barricade.

You have one minute.
After which, we'll open fire.

Ready.

Fire!

We must reinforce the barricade.

Quickly!

No one's going to silence that gun?
I'll go myself!

No, not you! You are needed here.

What do you want? Let me pass!
Do you understand?

There!

Look!

Stop! Don't shoot!
Spare your cartridges.

Come back, gavroche!
Gavroche, come back!

Come back, gavroche! - Gavroche!

Gavroche!

Gavroche!

How small he is!

Barricade the door!
Hurry, hurry!

He's the leader.
Shoot them! Shoot them all!

At your places.

Aim!

One moment!

I'm here too.

You wanted to exclude me
this time too, eh?

Don't make too much noise, please.

Aim!

Fire!

Who are you?

Jean valjean.

Who's this man?

Help me to bring him back to his house.

I don't ask for more.

But this is the son of
the minister gillenormand.

The minister of police? - Yes.

You carried him from the barricade
up to here? - Yes.

Through the sewers?

Yes.

Quick.
Take him by the shoulders.

Hurry. Take him upstairs.

You...

Wait here.

He was at the barricade.

He's alive?

I hope so.

Thank you, inspector.

It's not me that you have to thank.

Who, then?

A former convict,

who doesn't deserve that...

Whoever he is, this man is generous,

and I owe him eternal gratitude.

I'll never forget what
he has risked today

to save the life of my son.

Mario.

Let's go.

Inspector javert,..

Grant me one more thing.

What is it?

Let me return for a moment to my house,..

And then do with me what you will.

Where?

Rue de 'thomme-armé, number 7.

Coachman.

Rue de 'homme-armeé.

You may go up.

I'll wait here.

Leave me alone.

I, inspector javert,..

I must leave the post assigned to me.

And in consequence of this,

today I made the due handovers
to the proper authorities.

The motivations that drove me
to this act are twofold:

I, javert, first class inspector,

I deemed appropriate to decide,
against all police regulations,

to leave free an escapee.

I realized that in the world
there are other things,

that are not courts,

executive judgments,

authority.

I'd still be serving, therefore, a cause

that I've betrayed and in which
I no longer believe.

I have admiration for a convict.

I want to testify that this former
convict, whom I persecuted

unjustly for the whole
of my and his life,

is not a wretch, but a man who's good,

honest, fair.

His name, and I say it before god,

now that I'm about to take away my life

is Jean valjean.

There was once a king, and a queen.

Oh, Maria, doesn't this
seem all a fairy tale?

It's a fairy tale adjusting this dress,
if you don't stay still for a moment!

How happy I am to be back
in our old house!

You know there's a nightingale
in the garden?

I noticed tonight from the window.
It makes a racket, it too seems crazed!

As if I had time to go into the garden,
with all that there is to be done!

And with all the tasks given by that
sort of old owl, your Mr. gille.. Gille..

Gillenormand, Maria.
Is my name so difficult?

I really thought you had abandoned me.
You too disappeared.

It seems that all these
preparations don't affect you.

You're weird, okay,
this is your character, but

a truce is due to those who should marry.
I've always been like that, you know.

I think I'm late.

And then, I get the impression that our
presence here.. Is at least superfluous.

Please.

See these hands? Swollen and red by dint
of making bandages for the young master.

Oh, my love, I thought I was dying
while I was watching you day and night,

so pale, with eyes closed,
with no signs of life.

I don't deserve this happiness.

Cosette, sometimes it all seems like a
dream: The barricades, the dead friends...

At night I often wake up
because I seem to hear next to me

in the room, the singing of gavroche.

And I, instead,
I'm here, happy, next to you.

Yes, love. But we must not
think about sad things today.

It must be the happiest and
most beautiful day of our lives.

I'm glad to be married in the church of
the convent where I spent my childhood,

as dad wanted,
without ceremony and guests.

Too bad that no one will
admire you in this dress.

Yes, but you too shouldn't
have seen it before.

Why not?
But don't you know it's bad luck

if the groom sees the bride's
dress before the wedding?

As for that, don't worry.

Now nothing in the world can divide us.

I must say frankly that my ideas,
in these last days, have been subverted.

I can't tell if the reason
is beyond the barricades.

But what is certain is that if our
ideas were really the just ones,

they wouldn't require so
many dead to defend them,

or to fight them.

By the way, Mr. leblanc..

I had to Grant a hearing to a certain..

A certain thenardier.,

he said he knows you,
and he strongly insisted on seeing me.

Thenardier?

I don't remember him.

And you don't know what he wants?
I haven't the slightest idea.

He insisted on seeing me saying
he has important revelations for me.

Another thing I want to tell you.

You are the first to know:

This is the last hearing
that I Grant as minister of police.

This very day I will present
my resignation to the king.

See you later, Mr. leblanc.

You cannot imagine the pleasure
I feel in your company.

See you later.

Excuse me, baron..

At what time is that man coming?
At seven o'clock.

That animal has sent me
shoes which are too tight.

On the other hand, this is the right time.

That's it.

To avoid scandal, Mr. gillenormand
will give us all the money we need

for ending our days like pashas.

Book two places on the coach to le havre,
we'll take the steamer for America.

I'll see the minister at seven,
and I'll be back at nine,

rich as a nabob,
and with a safe-conduct in my pocket.

Go, go!

I had warned you not to
get in my way anymore.

Unite your hands.

Are you happy? - Yes, very.

But why didn't he come?
I don't understand, but don't worry.

They said he went out this morning
and haven't seen him since.

But where did he go?
I'm beginning to be worried.

This time I won't forgive him!

He's not even here.
But this is an attic.

No, it's his room.

He always wanted to sleep here.

See? This is his favorite chair.

He'd sit here and I'd read long stories
of travel until he fell asleep.

But why does he do that?

I'd love to hear his voice calling me.

Cosette?

Daddy!

Daddy!

Cosette.

We've waited so long,
and cosette has been so worried.

I couldn't...

I couldn't do otherwise.

I had a previous commitment.
More important than ours?

Much more..

But you think you'll still stay here?
You must come and stay with us.

It would be nice.

Only that..

Daddy, what's wrong?

No.. Nothing, nothing.

Nothing, baby.

I'm a little tired.

I want to sit down.

Yes. - I'm old, you know?

Oh! But you are wounded!

It's nothing..

It's only a trifle.

I'm fine.

Only..

Only?

I'm about to die.

But it's not nothing, cosette.

Keep on speaking..

So I can still hear your voice.

Don't cry..

It's not worth it.

I've always been bad.

Especially..

With you.

No!

No, you mustn't die!

We'll call a doctor,

it's too late.

The time has now come..

To tell you about your mother.

She suffered a lot, cosette..

And she had in misfortune..

All that you have..

In happiness.

I wish I could fall asleep..

This way..

As long ago.

You were reading about distant lands..

Unknown..

And I, then..

Slowly..

Would close my eyes.

Please..

It will be my last oddity,..

I promise.

"After a long sail on a stormy sea.."

"On the 12th day of the month of may,"

"the captain sighted an island.”

"You could see ijt.."

"From afar, verdant hills.."

"Covered with woods."

"While the palm trees
that adorned the curved beach.."

"Swayed in the wind."

"It arrived over the sea
the smell of pine trees.”

"The distant murmur of the surf.."

"Seemed a deep and mysterious music.”

"It was an island serene and bright,
azure, between the sea and the sky."

"Blissful abode of all those.."

"Who throughout their lives
frantically sought.."

"The great forgiveness."

English subs by sineintegral & edam17@kg
December 2013