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Les Miserables

Act II

At the Barricade (Upon these Stones)

On My Own

Building the Barricade

Javert's Arrival

Little People

A Little Fall of Rain (Eponine's Death)

Night of Anguish

First Attack

Drink With Me

Bring Him Home

Dawn of Anguish

The Second Attack

Death of Gavroche

The Final Battle

Dog Eats Dog

The Sewers

Javert's Suicide

Turning

Empty Chairs at Empty Tables

Every Day (Marius and Cosette)

Valjean's Confession

The Wedding Chorale

Beggars at the Feast

Epilogue

Finale

Act I

Prologue - Work Song

Valjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven

What Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy)

At The End of the Day

I Dreamed a Dream

Lovely Ladies

Fantine's Arrest

The Runaway Cart

Who Am I? (The Trial)

Come To Me (Fantine's Death)

The Confrontation

Castle on a Cloud

Master of the House

The Bargain

The Th

é

nardier Waltz of Treachery

Look Down

The Robbery

Javert's Intervention (Another Brawl)

Stars

Eponine's Errand

The ABC Cafe - Red and Black

Do You Hear the People Sing?

Rue Plumet - In My Life

A Heart Full of Love

The Attack on Rue Plumet

One Day More!

- 1 -

Prologue - W

ork Song

1815, Toulon, France. The chain gang, overseen by

I broke a window pane.

My sister's child was close to death

And we were starving.

Javert:

brutal warders, works in the sun.

Chorus (Prisoners):

Look down, look down

Don't look 'em in the eye

Look down, look down,

You're here until you die

1st Convict:

The sun is strong

It's hot as hell below

Chorus:

Look down, look down,

There's twenty years to go

2nd Convict:

I've done no wrong!

Sweet Jesus, hear my prayer!

Chorus:

Look down, look down,

Sweet Jesus doesn't care

3rd Convict:

I know she'll wait,

I know that she'll be true!

Chorus:

Look down, look down,

They've all forgotten you

4th Convict:

When I get free ya won't see me

Here for dust!

Chorus:

Look down, look down

Don't look 'em in the eye

5th Convict:

How long, oh Lord

Before you let me die?

Chorus:

Look down, look down,

You'll always be a slave

Look down, look down,

You're standing in your grave

Javert:

Now bring me prisoner 24601

Your time is up

And your parole's begun

You know what that means.

Valjean:

Yes, it means I'm free.

Javert:

No!

It means you get

Your yellow ticket-of- leave

You are a thief

Valjean:

I stole a loaf of bread.

Javert:

You robbed a house.

Valjean:

You will starve again

Unless you learn the meaning of the law.

Valjean:

I know the meaning of those 19 years

A slave of the law

Javert:

Five years for what you did

The rest because you tried to run

Yes, 24601.

Valjean:

My name is Jean Valjean

Javert:

And I am Javert

Do not forget my name!

Do not forget me,

24601.

Chorus:

Look down, look down

You'll always be a slave

Look down, look down

You're standing in your grave.

Valjean:

Freedom is mine. The earth is still.

I feel the wind. I breathe again.

And the sky clears

The world is waking.

Drink from the pool. How clean the taste.

Never forget the years, the waste.

Nor forgive them

For what they've done.

They are the guilty - everyone.

The day begins...

And now lets see

What this new world

Will do for me!

He finds work on a farm.

Farmer:

You'll have to go

I'll pay you off for the day

Collect your bits and pieces there

And be on your way.

Valjean:

You have given me half

What the other men get!

This handful of tin

Wouldn't buy my sweat!

Laborer:

You broke the law

It's there for people to see

Why should you get the same

As honest men like me?

Valjean:

Now every door is closed to me

Another jail. Another key. Another chain

- 2 -

For when I come to any town

They check my papers

And they find the mark of Cain

In their eyes I see their fear

`We do not want you here.'

He comes to an inn.

Innkeep

er's Wife:

My rooms are full

And I've no supper to spare

I'd like to help a stranger

All we want is to be fair

Valjean:

I will pay in advance

I can sleep in a barn

You see how dark it is

I'm not some kind of dog!

Innkeep

er:

You leave my house

Or feel the weight of my rod

We're law-abiding people here

Thanks be to God.

They throw him out of the inn.

Valjean:

And now I know how freedom feels

The jailer always at your heels

It is the law!

This piece of paper in my hand

That makes me cursed throughout the land

It is the law!

Like a cur

I walk the street,

The dirt beneath their feet.

He

sits

down

despairingly

outside

a

house

from which emerges the Bishop of Digne.

Bishop:

Come in, Sir, for you are weary,

And the night is cold out there.

Though our lives are very humble

What we have, we have to share.

There is wine here to revive you.

There is bread to make you strong,

There's a bed to rest till morning,

Rest from pain, and rest from wrong.

Valjean:

He let me eat my fill

I had the lion's share

The silver in my hand

Cost twice what I had earned

In all those nineteen years -

That lifetime of despair

And yet he trusted me.

The old fool trusted me -

He'd done his bit of good

I played the grateful serf

And thanked him like I should

But when the house was still,

I got up in the night.

Took the silver

Took my flight!

Taking the silver cup, he runs off, but is brought

- 3 -

back by two constables.

Valjean Arrested, Valjean Forgiven

Constables

1. Tell his reverence your story

2. Let us see if he's impressed

1. You were lodging here last night

2. You were the honest Bishop's guest.

And then, out of Christian goodness

When he learned about your plight

1.

You

maintain

he

made

a

present

of

this

silver.

Bishop:

That is right.

But my friend you left so early

Surely something slipped your mind

The bishop gives Valjean two silver candlesticks.

You forgot I gave these also

Would you leave the best behind?

So, Messieurs, you may release him

For this man has spoken true

I commend you for your duty

And God's blessing go with you.

Constables leave. The bishop addresses Valjean.

But remember this, my brother

See in this some higher plan

You must use this precious silver

To become an honest man

By the witness of the martyrs

By the Passion and the Blood

God has raised you out of darkness

I have bought your soul for God!

W

hat Have I Done? (Valjean's Soliloquy)

Valjean:

What have I done?

Sweet Jesus, what have I done?

Become a thief in the night,

Become a dog on the run

And have I fallen so far,

And is the hour so late

That nothing remains but the cry of my hate,

The cries in the dark that nobody hears,

Here where I stand at the turning of the years?

If there's another way to go

I missed it twenty long years ago

My life was a war that could never be won

They gave me a number and murdered Valjean

When they chained me and left me for dead

Just for stealing a mouthful of bread

Yet why did I allow that man

To touch my soul and teach me love?

He treated me like any other

He gave me his trust

He called me brother

My life he claims for God above

Can such things be?

For I had come to hate the world

This world that always hated me

Take an eye for an eye!

Turn your heart into stone!

This is all I have lived for!

This is all I have known!

One word from him and I'd be back

Beneath the lash, upon the rack

Instead he offers me my freedom

I feel my shame inside me like a knife

He told me that I have a soul,

How does he know?

What spirit comes to move my life?

Is there another way to go?

I am reaching, but I fall

And the night is closing in

And I stare into the void

To the whirlpool of my sin

I'll escape now from the world

From the world of Jean Valjean

Jean Valjean is nothing now

Another story must begin!

He tears up his yellow ticket-of-leave.

At The End of The Day

1823,

Montreuil-sur-Mer.

Outside

the

factory

owned

by

the

Mayor,

Monsieur

Madeleine

(Jean

Valjean in disguise).

The Poor:

At the end of the day you're another day older

And that's all you can say for the life of the

poor

It's a struggle, it's a war

And there's nothing that anyone's giving

One more day standing about, what is it for?

One day less to be living.

At the

end of the

day you're another day colder

And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out

the chill

And the righteous hurry past

They don't hear the little ones crying

And the winter is coming on fast, ready to kill

One day nearer to dying!

At

the

end

of

the

day

there's

another

day

dawning

And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise

- 4 -

Like the waves crash on the sand

Like a storm that'll break any second

There's a hunger in the land

There's a reckoning still to be reckoned and

There's gonna be hell to pay

At the end of the day!

The

foreman

and

workers,

including

Fantine,

emerge from the factory.

Foreman:

At

the

end

of

the

day

you

get

nothing

for

nothing

Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any bread

Worker 1:

Here are children back at home

Workers 1&2:

And the children have got to be fed

Worker 2:

And you're lucky to be in a job

Woman:

And in a bed!

Workers:

And we're counting our blessings!

Woman 2:

Have

you

seen

how

the

foreman

is

fuming

today?

With

his

terrible

breath

and

his

wandering

hands?

Woman 3:

It's

because little Fantine won't give him his

way

Woman 1:

Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he

stands!

Woman 4:

And the boss, he never knows

That the foreman is always in heat

Woman 3:

If

Fantine

doesn't

look

out,

watch

how

she

goes

She'll be out on the street!

Workers:

At the end of the day it's another day over

With enough in your pocket to last for a week

Pay the landlord, pay the shop

Keep on grafting as long as you're able

Keep on grafting till you drop

Or it's back to the crumbs off the table

You've got to pay your way

At the end of the day!

Girl: (Grabbing a letter from Fantine)

And what have we here, little innocent sister?

Come on Fantine, let's have all the news!

Reading the letter.

Ooh...

money...

Your child needs a doctor...

There's no time to lose...

Fantine:

Give that letter to me

It is none of your business

With a husband at home

And a bit on the side!

Is there anyone here

Who can swear before God

She has nothing to fear?

She has nothing to hide?

They fight over the letter. Valjean (M. Madeleine)

Who keeps herself so pure and clean

You'd be the cause I had no doubt

Of any trouble hereabout

You play a virgin in the light

But need no urgin' in the night.

Girl:

She's been laughing at you

While she's having her men

Women:

She'll be nothing but trouble again and again

Woman:

rushes on to break up the squabble.

Valjean:

Will someone tear these two apart?

What is this fighting all about?

This is a factory, not a circus!

Now come on ladies, settle down

I run a business of repute

I am the Mayor of this town

(To the foreman)

I look to you to sort this out

And be as patient as you can-

He goes back into the factory.

Foreman:

Now someone say how this began!

Girl:

At the end of the day

She's the one who began it

There's a kid that she's hiding

In some little town

There's a man she has to pay

You can guess how she picks up the extra

You can bet she's earning her keep

Sleeping around

And the boss wouldn't like it!

Fantine:

Yes it's true there's a child

And the child is my daughter

And her father abandoned us,

Leaving us flat

Now she lives with an innkeeper man

And his wife

And I pay for the child

What's the matter with that?

Women:

At the end of the day

She'll be nothing but trouble

And there's trouble for all

When there's trouble for one!

While we're earning our daily bread

She's the one with her hands in the butter

You must send the slut away

Or we're all gonna end in the gutter

And it's us who'll have to pay

At the end of the day!

Foreman:

I might have known the bitch could bite

I might have known the cat had claws

I might have guessed your little secret

Ah, yes, the virtuous Fantine

You must sack her today

Workers:

Sack the girl today!

Foreman:

Right my girl. On your way!

I Dreamed a Dream

Fantine is left alone, unemployed and destitute.

Fantine:

There was a time when men were kind

When their voices were soft

And their words inviting

There was a time when love was blind

And the world was a song

And the song was exciting

There was a time

Then it all went wrong

I dreamed a dream in time gone by

When hope was high

And life worth living

I dreamed that love would never die

I dreamed that God would be forgiving

Then I was young and unafraid

And dreams were made and used and wasted

There was no ransom to be paid

No song unsung, no wine untasted

But the tigers come at night

With their voices soft as thunder

As they tear your hope apart

And they turn your dream to shame

He slept a summer by my side

He filled my days with endless wonder

He took my childhood in his stride

But he was gone when autumn came

And still I dream he'll come to me

That we will live the years together

But there are dreams that cannot be

And there are storms we cannot weather

I had a dream my life would be

So different from this hell I'm living

So different now from what it seemed

Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.

- 5 -

Lovely Ladies

The docks. Sailors, whores and

their customers,

pimps, etc. Fantine wanders in.

Sailor 1:

I smell women

Smell 'em in the air

Think I'll drop my anchor

In that harbor over there

Sailor 2:

Lovely ladies

Smell 'em through the smoke

Seven days at sea

Can make you hungry for a poke

Sailor 3:

Even stokers need a little stoke!

Women:

Lovely ladies

Waiting for a bite

Waiting for the customers

Who only come at night

Lovely ladies

Ready for the call

Standing up or lying down

Or any way at all

Bargain prices up against the wall

Old Woman:

Come here, my dear

Let's see this trinket you wear

This bagatelle...

Fantine:

Madame, I'll sell it to you...

Old Woman:

I'll give you four

Fantine:

That wouldn't pay for the chain!

Old Woman:

I'll give you five. You're far too eager to sell. It's

up to you.

Fantine:

It's all I have

Old Woman:

That's not my fault

Fantine:

Please make it ten

Old Woman:

No more than five

My dear, we all must stay alive!

Women:

Lovely ladies

Waiting in the dark

Ready for a thick one

Or a quick one in the park

Whore 1:

Long time short time

Any time, my dear

Cost a little extra if you want to take all year!

All:

Quick and cheap is underneath the pier!

Crone:

- 6 -

What pretty hair!

What pretty locks you got there

What luck you got. It's worth a centime, my

dear

I'll take the lot

Fantine:

Don't touch me! Leave me alone!

Crone:

Let's make a price.

I'll give you all of ten francs,

Just think of that!

Fantine:

It pays a debt

Crone:

Just think of that

Fantine:

What can I do? It pays a debt.

Ten francs may save my poor Cosette!

Sailor 3:

Lovely lady!

Fastest on the street

Wasn't there three minutes

She was back up on her feet

Sailor 1:

Lovely lady!

What yer waiting for?

Doesn't take a lot of savvy

Just to be a whore

Come on, lady

What's

a

lady

for?

Fantine

re-emerges,

her

long hair cut short.

Pimp:

Give me the dirt, who's that bit over there?

Whore 1:

A bit of skirt. She's the one sold her hair.

Whore 2:

She's got a kid. Sends her all that she can

Pimp:

I might have known

There is always some man

Lovely lady, come along and join us!

Lovely lady!

Whore 1:

Come on dearie, why all the fuss?

You're no grander than the rest of us

Life has dropped you at the bottom of the heap

Join your sisters

Whore 2:

Make money in your sleep!

Fantine goes off with one of the sailors.

Whore 1:

That's right dearie, let him have the lot

Whore 3:

That's right dearie, show him what you've got!

Women:

Old men, young men, take 'em as they come

Harbor rats and alley cats and every kind of

scum

Poor men, rich men, leaders of the land

See them with their trousers off they're never

quite as grand

All it takes is money in your hand!

Lovely ladies

Going for a song

Got a lot of callers

But they never stay for long

Fantine:

Come on, Captain,

You can wear your shoes

Don't it make a change

To have a girl who can't refuse

Easy money

Lying on a bed

Just as well they never see

The hate that's in your head

Don't they know they're making love

To one already dead!

Fantine's Arrest

Bamatabois is a well dressed gentleman.

Bamatabois

Here's something new. I think I'll give it a try.

Come closer you! I like to see what I buy...

The usual price, for just a slice of your pie

Fantine:

I don't want you. No, no, m'sieur, let me go.

Bamatabois:

Is this a trick? I won't pay more!

Fantine:

No, not at al`.

Bamatabois:

You've got some nerve, you little whore

You've got some gall.

It's the same with a tart as it is with a grocer

The customer sees what he gets in advance

It's not for the whore to say `yes sir' or `no sir'

It's not for the harlot to pick and to choose

Or lead me to a dance!

He hits her with his stick, she

claws at his face,

drawing blood.

Fantine:

I'll kill you, you bastard,

Try any of that!

Even a whore who has gone to the bad

Won't be had by a rat!

Bamatabois

By Christ you'll pay for what you've done

This rat will make you bleed, you'll see!

I guarantee, I'll make you suffer

For this disturbance of the peace

For this insult to life and property!

Fantine:

I beg you, don't report me sir

I'll do whatever you may want

Bamatabois

Make your excuse to the police!

- 7 -

Javert enters, accompanied by constables.

Javert:

Tell me quickly what's the story

Who saw what and why and where

Let him give a full description

Let him answer to Javert!

In this nest of whores and vipers

Let one speak who saw it all

Who laid hands on this good man here?

What's the substance of this brawl?

Bamatabois:

Javert, would you believe it

I was crossing from the park

When this prostitute attacked me

You can see she left her mark

Javert:

She will answer for her actions

When you make a full report

You may rest assured, M'sieur,

That she will answer to the court.

Fantine:

There's a child who sorely needs me

Please M'sieur, she's but that high

Holy God, is there no mercy?

If I go to jail she'll die!

Javert:

I have heard such protestations

Every day for twenty years

Let's have no more explanations

Save your breath and save your tears

`Honest work, just reward,

That's the way to please the Lord.

Fantine

gives

a

last

despairing

cry

as

she

is

arrested by the constables.

Valjean emerges from the crowd.

Valjean:

A moment of your time, Javert

I do believe this woman's tale

Javert:

But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean:

You've done your duty, let her be

She needs a doctor, not a jail.

Javert:

But M'sieur Mayor!

Fantine:

Can this be?

Valjean:

Where will she end -

This child without a friend?

I've seen your face before

Show me some way to help you

How have you come to grief

In a place such as this?

Fantine:

M'sieur, don't mock me now, I pray

It's hard enough I've lost my pride

You let your foreman send me away

Yes, you were there, and turned aside

I never did no wrong

Valjean:

Is it true, what I have done?

Fantine:

My daughter's close to dying...

Valjean:

To an innocent soul?

Fantine:

If there's a God above

Valjean:

Had I only known then...

Fantine:

He'd let me die instead

Valjean:

In His name my task has just begun

I will see it done!

Javert:

But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean:

I will see it done!

Javert:

But M'sieur Mayor!

Valjean:

I will see it done!

Voices:

Look out! It's a runaway cart!

The Runaway Cart

The crowd parts to reveal that the cart has crashed,

trapping Monsieur Fauchelevant.

Voices

Look at that!

Look at that!

It's Monsieur Fauchelevant!

Don't approach! Don't go near!

At the risk of your life!

He is caught by the wheel!

Oh, the pitiful man!

Stay away, Turn away!

There is nothing to do!

There is nothing to do!

Valjean:

Is there anyone here

Who will rescue the man?

Who will help me to shoulder

The weight of the cart?

Voices

Don't go near him, Mr. Mayor

The load is heavy as hell

The old man's a goner for sure

It'll kill you as well.

Valjean attempts to lift the cart... but fails. He tries

again. They manage to pull Fauchelevant clear.

Fauchelevant:

M'sieur le Mayor, I have no words

- 8 -

Javert:

Can this be true?

I don't believe what I see!

A man your age

To be as strong as you are!

A mem'ry stirs...

You make me think of a man

From years ago

A man who broke his parole

He disappeared

Forgive me, Sir,

I would not dare!

Valjean:

Say what you must

Don't leave it there...

Javert:

I have only known one other

Who can do what you have done

He's a convict from the chain gang

He's been ten years on the run

But he couldn't run forever

We have found his hideaway

And he's just been re-arrested

And he comes to court today.

Well, of course he now denies it

You'd expect that of a `con'

But he couldn't run forever -

No, not even Jean Valjean!

Valjean:

You say this man denies it all

And

gives

no

sign

of

understanding

or

repentance?

You say this man is going to trial

And that's he's sure to be returned

To serve his sentence?

Come to that, can you be sure,

That I am not your man?

Javert:

I have known the thief for ages

Tracked him down through thick and thin

And to make the matter certain

There's the brand upon his skin

He will bend, he will break

This time there is no mistake.

Javert leaves. Valjean is alone.

W

ho Am I? (The Trial)

Valjean:

He thinks that man is me

He knew him at a glance!

That stranger he has found

This man could be my chance!

Why should I save his hide?

Why should I right this wrong

When I have come so far

You come from God, you are a saint.

Javert takes Valjean aside.

And struggled for so long?

If I speak, I am condemned.

If I stay silent, I am damned!

I am the master of hundreds of workers.

They all look to me.

How can I abandon them?

How would they live

If I am not free?

If I speak, I am condemned.

If I stay silent, I am damned!

Who am I?

Can I condemn this man to slavery

Pretend I do not feel his agony

This innocent who bears my face

Who goes to judgement in my place

Who am I?

Can I conceal myself for evermore?

Pretend I'm not the man I was before?

And must my name until I die

Be no more than an alibi?

Must I lie?

How can I ever face my fellow men?

How can I ever face myself again?

My soul belongs to God, I know

I made that bargain long ago

He gave me hope when hope was gone

He gave me strength to journey on

He appears in front of the court

Who am I? Who am I?

I am Jean Valjean!

He

unbuttons

his

shirt

to

reveal

the

number

tattooed to his chest.

And so Javert, you see it's true

That man bears no more guilt than you!

Who am I?

24601!

Come To Me (Fantine's Death)

Fantine

is

lying

in

a

hospital

bed,

deliriously

dreaming of her daughter Cosette.

Fantine:

Cosette, it's turned so cold

Cosette, it's past your bedtime

You've played the day away

And soon it will be night.

Come to me, Cosette, the light is fading

Don't you see the evening star appearing?

Come to me, and rest against my shoulder

How

fast

the

minutes

fly

away

and

every

minute colder.

- 9 -

Valjean enters.

Valjean:

Oh, Fantine, our time is running out

But Fantine, I swear this on my life

Fantine:

Look, M'sieur, where all the children play

Valjean:

Be at peace, be at peace evermore.

Fantine:

My Cosette...

Valjean:

Shall live in my protection

Fantine:

Take her now

Valjean:

Your child will want for nothing

Fantine:

Good M'sieur, you come from God in Heaven.

Valjean:

And none shall ever harm Cosette

As long as I am living.

Fantine:

Take my hand. The night grows ever colder.

Valjean:

Then I will keep you warm.

Fantine:

Take my child. I give her to your keeping.

Valjean:

Take shelter from the storm

Fantine:

For God's sake, please stay till I am sleeping

And tell Cosette I love her

And I'll see her when I wake...

She dies with a smile. Javert arrives.

The Confrontation

Javert:

Valjean, at last,

We see each other plain

`M'sieur le Mayor,'

You'll wear a different chain!

Valjean:

Before you say another word, Javert

Before you chain me up like a slave again

Listen to me! There is something I must do.

This woman leaves behind a suffering child.

There is none but me who can intercede,

In Mercy's name, three days are all I need.

Then I'll return, I pledge my word.

Then I'll return...

Hurry near, another day is dying

Don't you hear, the winter wind is crying?

There's

a

darkness

which

comes

without

a

warning

But I will sing you lullabies and wake you in

the morning.

Javert:

You must think me mad!

I've hunted you across the years

A man like you can never change

A man such as you.

Valjean (in counterpoint):

Javert (in counterpoint):

Believe

of

me

what

Men

like

me

can

you will

never change

There is a duty that

Men

like

you

can

I'm sworn to do

never change

You

know

nothing

No, 24601

of my life

All

I

did

was

steal

My duty's to the law

some bread

- you have no rights

You

know

nothing

Come

with

me

of the world

24601

You

would

sooner

Now

the

wheel

has

see me dead

turned around

But not before I see

Jean

Valjean

is

this justice done

nothing now

I

am

warning

you

Dare you talk to me

Javert

of crime

I'm a stronger man

And

the

price

you

by far

had to pay

There

is

power

in

Every

man

is

born

me yet

in sin

My

race

is

not

yet

Every

man

must

run

choose his way

I

am

warning

you

You

know

nothing

Javert

of Javert

There

is

nothing

I

I was born inside a

won't dare

jail

If I have to kill you

I

was

born

with

here

scum like you

I'll do what must be

I am from the gutter

done!

too!

Valjean breaks a chair and threatens Javert with

the broken piece. Turns to Fantine.

Valjean (to Fantine):

And this I swear to you tonight

Javert: (to Valjean):

There is no place for you to hide

Valjean:

Your child will live within my care

Javert:

Wherever you may hide away

Valjean:

And I will raise her to the light.

Valjean & Javert:

I swear to you, I will be there!

They fight, Javert is knocked out. Valjean escapes.

Castle on a Cloud

Young Cosette is working as a drudge in the Th

é

ardier's inn at Montfermeil.

Young Cosette

There is a castle on a cloud,

I like to go there in my sleep,

Aren't any floors for me to sweep,

Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a room that's full of toys,

There are a hundred boys and girls,

Nobody shouts or talks too loud,

Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a lady all in white,

Holds me and sings a lullaby,

She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,

She says

I know a place where no one's lost,

I know a place where no one cries,

Crying at all is not allowed,

Not in my castle on a cloud.

Oh help! I think I hear them now,

and I'm nowhere near finished sweeping and

scrubbing and polishing the floor.

Oh, it's her! It's Madame!

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Now look who's here

The little madam herself!

Pretending once

again she's been `so awfully

good,'

Better not let me catch you slacking

Better not catch my eye!

Ten rotten francs your mother sends me

What is that going to buy?

Now take that pail

My little `Mademoiselle'

And go and draw some water from the well!

We should never have taken you in the first

place

How stupid the things that we do!

Like

mother

like

daughter,

the

scum

of

the

street.

Eponine, come my dear, Eponine, let me see

you

You look very well in that new little blue hat

There's

some

little

girls

who

know

how

to

behave

And they know what to wear

And I'm saying thank heaven for that.

Still there Cosette?

Your tears will do you no good!

I told you fetch some water from the well in the

wood!

Young Cosette

Please do not send me out alone

Not in the darkness on my own!

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

- 10 -

Enough of that, or I'll forget to be nice!

You heard me ask for something,

And I never ask twice!

Young Eponine pushes Cosette out. Th

é

ardier says

good night to his daughter as the inn fills up for the

Drinkers

Landlord over here!

Where's the bloody man?

One more for the road!

Th

é

ardier, one more slug o' gin.

Girl:

evening.

Master of the House

Drinkers:

3. Come on you old pest

2. Fetch a bottle of your best

1. What's the nectar of the day?

Th

é

ardier enters with a flask of wine.

Th

é

ardier:

Here, try this lot

Guaranteed to hit the spot

Or I'm not Th

é

ardier

Drinkers

Gissa glass a rum

Landlord, over here!

Th

é

ardier:

Right away, you scum (to himself)

Right away, m'sieur (to customer)

Diners

1. God this place has gone to hell

2. So you tell me every year

Drinkers

6. Mine host Th

é

ardier

He was there so they say,

At the field of Waterloo

7. Got there, it's true

When the fight was all through

1. But he knew just what to do

Crawling through the mud

So I've heard it said

Picking through the pockets

Of the English dead

8. He made a tidy score

From the spoils of war

Th

é

ardier:

My band of soaks

My den of dissolutes

My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts.

My sons of whores

Spent their lives in my inn

Homing pigeons homing in

They fly through my doors

And their money's as good as yours

Diner 2:

Ain't got a clue

What he put in this stew

Must have scraped it off the street

Diner 1:

God what a wine!

Chateau Neuf de Turpentine

Must have pressed it with his feet

Just one more, or my old man is gonna do me

in.

Th

é

ardier greets a new customer.

Th

é

ardier:

Welcome, M'sieur

Sit yourself down

And meet the best

Innkeeper in town

As for the rest,

All of 'em crooks

Rooking their guests

And cooking the books.

Seldom do you see

Honest men like me

A gent of good intent

Who's content to be

Master of the house

Doling out the charm

Ready with a handshake

And an open palm

Tells a saucy tale

Makes a little stir

Customers appreciate a bon- viveur

Glad to do a friend a favor

Doesn't cost me to be nice

But nothing gets you nothing

Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house

Keeper of the zoo

Ready to relieve 'em

Of a sou or two

Watering the wine

Making up the weight

Pickin' up their knick- knacks

When they can't see straight

Everybody loves a landlord

Everybody's bosom friend

I do whatever pleases

Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!

Th

é

ardier & Drinkers:

Master of the house

Quick to catch yer eye

Never wants a passerby

To pass him by

Servant to the poor

Butler to the great

Comforter, philosopher,

And lifelong mate!

Everybody's boon companion

Everybody's chaperone

Th

é

ardier:

- 11 -

But lock up your valises

Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone!

To another new customer

Enter M'sieur

Lay down your load

Unlace your boots

And rest from the road

Taking his bag

This weighs a ton

Travel's a curse

But here we strive

To lighten your purse

Here the goose is cooked

Here the fat is fried

And nothing's overlooked

Till I'm satisfied...

Food beyond compare

Food beyond belief

Mix it in a mincer

And pretend it's beef

Kidney of a horse

Liver of a cat

Filling up the sausages

With this and that

Residents are more than welcome

Bridal suite is occupied

Reasonable charges

Plus some little extras on the side!

Charge 'em for the lice

Extra for the mice

Two percent for looking in the mirror twice

Here a little slice

There a little cut

Three

percent

for

sleeping

with

the

window

shut

When it comes to fixing prices

There are a lot of tricks he knows

How it all increases

All those bits and pieces

Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!

Th

é

ardier & Chorus:

Master of the house

Quick to catch yer eye

Never wants a passerby

To pass him by

Servant to the poor

Butler to the great

Comforter, philosopher,

And lifelong mate!

Everybody's boon companion

Gives 'em everything he's got

Th

é

ardier:

Dirty bunch of geezers

Jesus! What a sorry little lot!

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

I used to dream

That I would meet a prince

But God Almighty,

Have you seen what's happened since?

`Master of the house?'

Isn't worth me spit!

`Comforter, philosopher'

- and lifelong shit!

Cunning little brain

Regular Voltaire

Thinks he's quite a lover

But there's not much there

What a cruel trick of nature

Landed me with such a louse

God knows how I've lasted

Living with this bastard in the house!

Th

é

ardier & Drinkers:

Master of the house!

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Master and a half!

Th

é

ardier & Drinkers:

Comforter, philosopher

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Ah, don't make me laugh!

Th

é

ardier & Drinkers:

Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Th

é

ardier & Drinkers:

Everybody bless the landlord!

Everybody bless his spouse!

Th

é

ardier:

Everybody raise a glass

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Raise it up the master's arse.

All:

Everybody raise a glass

to the master of

the

house!

The Bargain

Valjean

and

Young

Cosette,

hand-in-hand,

approach the now empty inn, singing. They arrive

at the inn.

Valjean:

I found her wandering in the wood

This little child, I found her trembling in the

shadows

And I am here to help Cosette

And I will settle any debt you may think proper

I will pay what I must pay

To take Cosette away.

There is a duty I must heed,

There is a promise I have made

For I was blind to one in need

I did not see what stood before me

Now her mother is with God

Fantine's suffering is over

And I speak here with her voice

And I stand here in her place

And from this day and evermore

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

- 12 -

Let me have your coat, M'sieur

Valjean:

Cosette shall live in my protection

Th

é

ardier:

You are very welcome here

Valjean:

I will not forsake my vow

Th

é

ardier:

Take a glass

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Take a chair

Valjean:

Cosette shall have a father now!

The Th

é

ardier W

altz of Treachery

Th

é

ardier:

What to do? What to say?

Shall you carry our treasure away?

What a gem! What a pearl!

Beyond rubies is our little girl!

How can we speak of debt?

Let's not haggle for darling Cosette!

Dear Fantine, gone to rest...

Have we done for her child what is best?

Shared our bread. Shared each bone.

Treated her like she's one of our own!

Like our own, Monsieur!

Valjean:

Your feelings do you credit, sir

And I will ease the parting blow

He pays them.

Let us not talk of bargains or bones or greed

Now, may I say, we are agreed?

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

That would quite fit the bill

If she hadn't so often been ill

Little dear, cost us dear

Medicines are expensive, M'sieur

Not that we begrudged a sou

It's no more than we Christians must do!

M. and Mme. Th

é

ardier:

One thing more, one small doubt

There are treacherous people about

No offense. Please reflect.

Your intentions may not be correct?

Valjean:

No more words. Here's your price.

Fifteen hundred for your sacrifice.

Come, Cosette, say goodbye

Let us seek out some friendlier sky.

Thank you both for Cosette

It won't take you too long to forget.

Valjean and Cosette leave the inn.

Come, Cosette, come, my dear

From now on I will always be here

Where I go, you will be.

Cosette:

Will there be children and castles to see?

Valjean:

Yes, Cosette, yes, it's true.

There's a castle just waiting for you.

Valjean & Cosette:

La la la la la...

Look Down

1832.

The

teeming,

squalid

streets

of

Paris.

Beggars, urchins, prostitutes, students, etc.

Beggars:

Look down and see the beggars at your feet

Look down and show some mercy if you can

Look down and see

The sweepings of the street

Look down, look down,

Upon your fellow man!

Gavroche

How do you do? My name's Gavroche.

These are my people. Here's my patch.

Not much to look at, nothing posh

Nothing that you'd call up to scratch.

This is my school, my high society

Here in the slums of Saint Michele

We live on crumbs of humble piety

Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!

Think you're poor?

Think you're free?

Follow me! Follow me!

Beggars:

Look down and show some mercy if you can

Look down, look down, upon your fellow man

An

old

beggar

woman

finds

a

young

prostitute

occupying her pitch.

Old Beggar Woman:

What you think yer at?

Hanging round me pitch?

If you're new around here, girl

You've got a lot to learn!

Young Prostitute:

Listen you old bat...

Crazy bloody witch...

'Least I give me customers

Some pleasure in return!

Old Beggar Woman:

I know what you give!

Give 'em all the pox!

Spread around your poison

Till they end up in a box.

Pimp:

Leave the poor old cow,

Move it, Madeleine.

She used to be no better

Till the clap got to her brain.

Beggars:

- 13 -

When's it gonna end?

When we gonna live?

Something's gotta happen now or

Something's gonna give

It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

Enjolras:

Where the leaders of the land?

Where are the swells who run this show?

Marius:

Only one man - and that's Lamarque

Speaks for these people here below.

Beggars:

See our children fed

Help us in our shame

Something for a crust of bread

In Holy Jesus' name

Urchin:

In the Lord's Holy name.

Beggars:

In his name, in his name, in his name...

Marius:

Lamarque is ill and fading fast!

Won't last the week out, so they say.

Enjolras:

With all the anger in the land

How long before the judgement day?

Before we cut the fat ones down to size?

Before the barricades arise?

Gavroche:

Watch out for old Th

é

ardier

All of his family's on the make

Once ran a hash-house down the way

Bit of a swine and no mistake

He's got a gang

The bleeding layabout

Even his daughter does her share

That's Eponine, she knows her way about

Only a kid, but hard to scare

Do we care?

Not a cuss

Long live us.

Long live us!

Beggars:

Look down and show some mercy if you can

Look down, look down upon your fellow man!

The Robbery

Th

é

ardier assembling his gang.

Th

é

ardier:

Everyone here, you know your place

Brujon, Babet, Claquesous

You, Montparnasse, watch for the law

With Eponine take care

You turn on the tears

No mistakes, my dears

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

These bloody students on our street

Here they come slumming once again

Our Eponine would kiss their feet

She never had a scrap of brain

Marius:

Hey, Eponine, what's up today?

I haven't seen you much about.

Eponine:

Here you can always catch me in.

Marius:

Mind the police don't catch you out!

Eponine:

Here, wotcher do with all them books?

I could have been a student too!

Don't judge a girl on how she looks.

I know a lot of things, I do!

Marius

Poor Eponine, the things you know

You wouldn't find in books like these.

Eponine:

I like the way you grow your hair

Marius:

I like the way you always tease

Eponine:

Little he knows!

Little he sees!

Valjean arrives with Cosette, now grown up.

Mme. Th

é

ardier:

Here's the old boy. Stay on the job and watch

out for the law.

Eponine: (to Marius)

Stay out of this.

Marius:

But Eponine...

Eponine:

You'll be in trouble here

It's not your concern

You'll be in the clear

She pushes Marius away.

Marius:

Who is that man?

Eponine:

Leave me alone!

Marius:

Why is he here? Hey, Eponine!

He tries to follow her, and bumps into Cosette.

I didn't see you there, forgive me.

Th

é

ardier:

Please m'sieur, come this way

Here's a child that ain't eaten today.

Save a life, spare a sou

God rewards all the good that you do.

Wait a bit. Know that face.

Ain't the world a remarkable place?

Men like me don't forget

You're the bastard who borrowed Cosette!

Th

é

ardier grabs Valjean and rips open his

shirt,

revealing the number on his chest.

Valjean:

- 14 -

What is this? Are you mad?

No, Monsieur, you don't know what you do!

Th

é

ardier:

You know me, you know me.

I'm a con, just like you.

Eponine:

It's the police! Disappear!

Run for it! It's Javert!

Javert's Intervention

Javert

and

his

constables

break

up

the

fight.

Valjean

picks

himself

up

and

looks

for

Cosette,

who is with Marius.

Javert:

Another brawl in the square

Another stink in the air!

Was

there

a

witness

to

this?

(Marius

steps

forward)

Well, let him speak to Javert!

M'sieur, the streets are not safe,

But let these vermin beware

We'll see that justice is done!

Look upon this fine collection

Crawled from underneath a stone

This swarm of worms and maggots

Could have picked you to the bone!

I know this man over here

I know his name and his trade

And on your witness, M'sieur,

We'll see him suitably paid.

Valjean and Cosette have disappeared.

But where's the gentleman gone?

And why on earth did he run?

Marius runs off to find Cosette

Th

é

ardier:

You will have a job to catch him

He's the one you should arrest

No more bourgeois when you scratch him

Than that brand upon his chest!

The constables search for Valjean.

Javert:

Could it be he's some old jailbird

That the tide now washes in

Heard my name and started running

Had the brand upon his skin

And the girl who stood beside him

When I turned they both had gone

Could he be the man I've hunted?

Could it be he's Jean Valjean?

Th

é

ardier:

In the absence of a victim,

Dear Inspector, may I go?

And remember when you've nicked him,

It was me who told you so!

Javert:

Let the old man keep on running

Everyone about your business!

Clear this garbage off the street!

Stars

Javert:

There, out in the darkness

A fugitive running

Fallen from God

Fallen from grace

God be my witness

I never shall yield

Till we come face to face

Till we come face to face

He knows his way in the dark

Mine is the way of the Lord

And those who follow the path of the righteous

Shall have their reward

And if they fall

As Lucifer fell

The flame

The sword!

Stars

In your multitudes

Scarce to be counted

Filling the darkness

With order and light

You are the sentinels

Silent and sure

Keeping watch in the night

Keeping watch in the night

You know your place in the sky

You hold your course and your aim

And each in your season

Returns and returns

And is always the same

And if you fall as Lucifer fell

You fall in flame!

And so it has been and so it is written

On the doorway to paradise

That those who falter and those who fall

Must pay the price!

Lord let me find him

That I may see him

Safe behind bars

I will never rest

Till then

This I swear

This I swear by the stars!

Gavroche:

That inspector thinks he's something

But it's me who runs this town!

I will run him off his feet!

- 15 -

And my theater never closes

And the curtain's never down

Trust Gavroche, have no fear

Don't you worry, auntie dear,

You can always find me here!

Eponine's Errand

Eponine is alone in the square.

Eponine:

Cosette! Now I remember!

Cosette! How can it be?

We were children together

Look what's become of me...

Marius returns.

Good God! Ooh, what a rumpus!

Marius:

That girl, who can she be?

Eponine:

That cop! He'd like to jump us

But he ain't smart, not he.

Marius:

Eponine, who was that girl?

Eponine:

Some bourgeois two-a-penny thing!

Marius:

Eponine, find her for me!

Eponine:

What will you give me?

Marius:

Anything!

Eponine:

Got you all excited now,

But God knows what you see in her

Ain't you all delighted now

She refuses Marius' money.

No, I don't want your money sir...

Marius:

Eponine! Do this for me...

Discover where she lives

But careful how you go

Don't let your father know

'Ponine! I'm lost until she's found!

Eponine:

You see, I told you so!

There's lots of things I know

Marius leaves.

'Ponine... she knows her way around!

The ABC Caf?- Red and Black

The ABC Caf? where the students, led by Enjolras,

meet to discuss their revolutionary plans.

Combeferre:

At Notre Dame the sections are prepared!

Feuilly:

At rue de Bac they're straining at the leash!

Courfeyrac:

Students, workers, everyone

There's a river on the run

Like the flowing of the tide

Paris coming to our side!

Enjolras:

The time is near

So near it's stirring the blood in their veins!

And yet beware

Don't let the wine go to your brains!

For the army we fight is a dangerous foe

With the men and the arms that we never can

match

It is easy to sit here and swat 'em like flies

But the national guard will be harder to catch.

We need a sign

To rally the people

To call them to arms

To bring them in line!

Marius enters.

Marius, you're late.

Joly:

What's wrong today?

You look as if you've seen a ghost.

Grantaire

Some wine and say what's going on!

Marius:

A ghost you say... a ghost maybe

She was just like a ghost to me

One minute there, and she was gone!

Grantaire:

I am agog!

I am aghast!

Is Marius in love at last?

I've never heard him `ooh' and `aah'

You talk of battles to be won

And here he comes like Don Ju-an

It's better than an o-per-a!

Enjolras:

It is time for us all

To decide who we are

Do we fight for the right

To a night at the opera now?

Have you asked of yourselves

What's the price you might pay?

Is it simply a game

For rich young boys to play?

The color of the world

Is changing day by day...

Red - the blood of angry men!

Black - the dark of ages past!

Red - a world about to dawn!

Black - the night that ends at last!

Marius:

Had you been there tonight

You might know how it feels

To be struck to the bone

In a moment of breathless delight!

Had you been there tonight

- 16 -