Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Les Mis part 2

more of the script

Lovely Ladies 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 months 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 to 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!
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
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!
Whore 1: God, I'm weary!
Sick enough to drop.
Belly burns like fire -
will the bleeding ever stop?
Pimp: Cheer up, dearie.
Show a happy face.
Plenty more like you here
if you can't keep up the pace!
Whore 1: Only joking - dearie knows her place... 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!
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
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
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 all. 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!
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!
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!
I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do whatever you may want
Make your excuse to the police!
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?
Javert, would you believe it
I was crossing from the park
When this prostitute attacked me
You can see she left her mark
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.
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!
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.'
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?
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
Look at that!
Stay away!
You'll be crushed by the cart!
Don't approach! Don't go near!
Or that load's gonna fall!
Oh my God! Who is that?
It's Monsieur Fauchelevant!
There is nothing to do!
There is nothing to do!
Is there anyone here
Who will rescue the man?
Who will help me to shoulder
The weight of the cart?
Don't go near him, Mr. Mayor
The load is heavy as hell
If you touch it, the whole thing'll fall
It'll kill you as well.
M'sieur le Mayor, I have no words
You come from God, you are a saint.
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!
Say what you must
Don't leave it there...
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!
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?
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.

Who Am I?
He thought that man was me
Without a second 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
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, they are 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
Who am I? Who am I?
I am Jean Valjean!
And so Javert, you see it's true
That man bears no more guilt than you!
Who am I?
You will find me at the hospital

Come to Me (Fantine's Death)
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.
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.
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...

The Confrontation Javert:
Valjean, at last,
We see each other plain
`M'sieur le Mayor,'
You'll wear a different chain!
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...
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)
Believe of me what you will
There is a duty that I'm sworn to do
You know nothing of my life
All I did was steal some bread
You know nothing of the world
You would sooner see me dead
But not before I see this justice
I am warning you Javert
I'm a stronger man by far
There is power in me yet
My race is not yet run
I am warning you Javert
There is nothing I won't dare
If I have to kill you here
I'll do what must be done!
Javert: (in counterpoint)
Men like me can never change
Men like you can never change
My duty's to the law - you have no rights
Come with me 24601
Now the wheel has turned around
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Dare you talk to me of crime
And the price you had to pay
Every man is born in sin
Every man must choose his way
You know nothing of Javert
I was born inside a jail
I was born with scum like you
I am from the gutter too!
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!

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