Now it's about us.
You're a revolutionary, not an executioner. Don't makes your hands dirty. I'll do it for you.
Do what he says.
Okay, the spy is yours.
So, where are you waiting for?
Leave us alone.
They're attacking. Upstairs, lads.
This is justice.
Come on, shoot me. Get your revenge.
Oh, you prefer the knife.
You're right. That suits you better.
There's only place for one bullet, isn't there? - Yes, so?
Well, I'm wondering who you save this last bullet for.
Align the guns!
He's gone. His clothing mutes the sound of the shooting.
Sergeant, are the firemen ready? - Yes captain.
They'll attack. - I know you, but you don't know me.
If something might happen to me, I want you to know that... - I know everything.
Reload the gun!
We'll rebuild the barricade.
Pontmercy, get up! We're in the middle of the field of fire.
Gunners, be ready!
Fire!
Let the firemen pass through first, enlarge the hole.
The rest follows, put the bayonet on your rifle.
Look here, it's me, your brother Fauchelevent.
I knew we'd meet again.
No, Enjolras. Not him.
Soldiers, follow me! Bayonets on the rifles!
I don't know it you can hear me, but there's something I want you to know.
I'm working to death just to safe you.
But that's not because of you. I'm doing it...
... because I wouldn't dare to look her in the eyes again if I didn't.
Do you hear me, Pontmercy? Never.
I saw something move. - Our shadows, sergeant.
I want to know for sure.
Jabier, Martine, Loubert, fire a couple of shots.
We'll notice quick enough.
We'll split honestly.
You wouldn't say hello to a friend with a knife? - Thenardier, were you released from prison?
Our kind doesn't await release, you know about that.
But escaping was quite an expensive matter. I'll do you a proposal.
What do you mean? - You want to get out of here?
And I got the key to the gate.
So there's my proposal: I give you the key, and you hand me over the money.
Which money? - You killed that man.
That's your business. But I'm sure you emptied his pockets already.
Why should I bother about your proposal?
Because, besides all of your fuss, you're still a poor man.
That counts for me as well. But I accepted that.
We're no strangers here. And such a deal is not unusual.
You could get something for your money, maybe some more.
The key and a rope. Fair trade, isn't it?
A rope? - If you throw a died body into the river...
... you need to attach some rocks to it. - That are you doing here?
I'm hiding, just like you. And at night I go out for some fresh air.
We should meet again. I've got some great jobs in mind.
So what do we decide? I want to get out of here quick.
What do you mean? - You really don't understand, do you?
We cops know everything here. Last time, two of them had a look in here on a boat.
My key for your money.
How much did your costumer bring?
You killed him for this amount?
You forced laborers are all alike.
You kill just for fun.
Or do you trick me? It isn't very decent to do that to a future companion.
'Take this corps to monsieur Gillenormand, rue des Files du Calvaire.'
That man could tell his future. Okay, I believe you.
You killed him for nothing at all. In exchange for the trouble, I demand most of it.
It was a real pleasure. You can always count on me.
Wait here for me.
You just arrived from the sewer, didn't you? Say nothing more.
The smell tells it all. - How did you find me?
I followed you. - That's not possible.
I followed you on the streets. And you should exit the sewers at the river.
Javert, I swear I'll go with you. But first...
There are no negotiations possible. - Only one hour.
Not for myself, but for him. - He's dead.
Not yet. - It's almost no difference.
What does that young man mean to you? - He'll replace me.
If I come with you, I'll be spending a long time in prison camp, won't I?
Life time.
Only he can take care of Cosette.
Give me one hour to bring him to his family.
One hour...
Driver!
Does Gillenormand life here? - What do you want?
I'm returning his grandson. - Monsieur doesn't have a grandson.
'Take my corpse to my grand father, monsieur Gillenormand, rue Filles du Calvaire.'
His dead body, that's something else. Monsieur won't be against that.
Did he die?
On the barricades? Just to humiliate me of course.
Out of hatred to his granddad, the old royalist prick.
'I'll trick you.'
'I'll die in the middle of those republicans, the ones you hate.'
'Your grandson will die carrying a red flag in his hands.'
What are you looking at? - You seem to be upset.
Me? Upset? Rubbish.
I'm all relaxed. Did you ever see me mad?
The day you told Marius... - Yes, that he could get lost.
He shouldn't have shouted: Away with despotism and the king!
I got enraged that moment. - You threw him out of the house.
For ever.
That's no reason to let himself be killed at the barricades.
I didn't want that to happen, Lorrain. - He neither.
He always behaved so cheerful. He loved being alive.
Where did they put him? - In the suite.
The suite?
As if he's a guest? Why didn't you put him in his own room?
You locked his room. And you ordered that no one would enter the room ever again.
I didn't expect he would originate from such an social environment. I thought he was poor.
Me too. Odd how one can be mistaken.
Monsieur Gillenormand, I am... - I don't want to know who you are.
I don't want to know the man that returned my grandson's dead body. His name will be cursed.
He died much too early.
After seeing this I'll die very soon. At least, I hope I will.
What are you trying to do with the ammonia?
Bring him back to life?
That stuff only works on fainting girls. Not on dead men.
Monsieur Marius... - Monsieur Marius died, you stupid cow.
I'm just as dead as him.
Ghosts recognize each other. My god, look at all the blood...
He did quite a good job.
If he died in your hands, you must be one of those scoundrels.
Messieurs republicans, don't you see your foolishness, the result of your gospel?
You lousy rubbish philosophers and writers!
Not to speak of your cursed revolution...
... that puts this nation under blood.
Out! Get out of my house!
Murderers!
You'll come with me.
Don't ask me anything anymore.
I need to say goodbye to Cosette.
All right.
But you better be quick, monsieur.
Javert, you called me monsieur.
I'll be waiting for you.
I was so afraid. What has happened?
And there does the mud came from? And the blood?
I didn't get hurt, but Marius...
You haven't... - No, he got a small injury from a grenade.
How do you know? - He's taken care of.
This is the address I took him to.
Aren't you mad at him anymore? Can I see him?
I hardly spoke a word with him. But what I learned to know about him...
I knew you'd grow to love him. - You two must love each other.
I trust him and his family.
You'll lack nothing there. I could have given you this comfort too.
But I would have never been able to give you the titles they own.
Agree to his proposal for marriage.
You are a wonderful father. But he'll ask you for permission to marry me.
No, I'll be far away.
I go away on my own and I won't come back.
I don't understand. Does it mean you're going to die?
No, don't worry.
I'll be alive. I'll have to be alive.
You can't choose anything at the destination to where I'm going.
One day, some one offered me two silver candle holders.
Those days, I was sensitive only to value.
I wasn't rich. I was living in an awful poverty.
But I never sold them. They always lightened me on my path.
And to a certain extend, they continue to do so.
But the light means nothing...
... compared to the sun you brought into my life.
Even in the deepest darkness...
... you'll continue to shine in my life.
I love you, Cosette.
Do you lock me up? - Toussaint will open later.
Javert?
Who's Martin Lefranc? - Me.
I need to expel you from Paris. What are you doing here?
My wife gave birth in here. I wanted to see the baby.
She needs to go to you. - She doesn't have any legs.
How's that?
She was working in a mill. When she was 14, she fell under a stone.
Let him go. - He's just making it up.
Who marries such a woman? - He does. Release him, that's an order.
Give me a pen and some paper.
Monsieur, although she doesn't have any legs left...
... I married her for the way she smiles.
I didn't ask you anything. - You are different to the others in here.
You try to show some comprehension. - Leave me alone.
Hand this over to the head of the police.
But before I leave, I've got one more question.
Do you think that a severe criminal is able to change his behavior?
And that a policeman, one with a profound faith in an infallible legal system...
... one day needs to choose between two crimes:
The crime of not catching a criminal...
... and the crime by arresting him?
That will be it, monsieur. But think about it.
I'm glad your appetite has returned.
But that awful memory hasn't yet.
I don't know what happened. Would the wound on my head...
SO you risked your life for a revolt which you don't remember at all
I didn't forget about one thing: I want to get married.
You could have asked for my opinion on that.
No, because you don't know the woman I love.
I do.
She has quite an impressive figure...
... beautiful grey hair. - Did you receive a hit on your head as well
You fianc?e informed about you every day.
Not in person, what wouldn't be proper. But her father waited.
But...
... to speed up the process of your recovery, I'd seem a good idea...
Mademoiselle Fauchelevent!
Gorgeous!
You look adorable. A piece of art, this young girl.
She'll just become a baroness. Marquise would have suit her better. Or duchess.
Where are you waiting for, girl? Doesn't he want to get kissed?
If her name is Fauchelevent, and yours is Favre, it would mean that...
I'm not her father, not her grandfather.
I raised her. Cosette is an orphan, I'm her guardian.
Was she born is a good social environment?
Her mother was a craftswoman, her father a gardener.
Blast, so she's a ordinary girl?
Would that be an objection?
You told me her parents have died. So you and I will become family.
I hope you aren't a craftsman of a gardener?
I presume you used to be an army officer, considering your statue.
Not an officer. But I used to be surrounded by uniforms suite a while.
But I never was a soldier. - You have strong hands...
... and you look like a sailor.
Commander at the merchant navy? East India I presume? Spice trade?
I watched quite some ships in Toulon, but I never spend any time aboard.
You are a mystery. - Every man got a mystery.
I once knew a man of which I thought was firmness in person.
But not long ago, I heard...
... he was found in the water, drowned.
His body has been dragged along a ship.
He committed suicide. I never expected him to do that. Never.
I understand this person was very close to you.
We knew each other for years. At least, I thought he knew me.
But he never found out who I really was.
I'd ask the same thing, who are you?
This will be more interesting to you.
600 000 francs.
The bride's portion of Cosette Fauchelevent.
600 000 francs?
Such a large amount for a daughter... - The daughter of a gardener.
Did I tell you I have a weakness for gardeners?
They are some kind of aristocracy. Their profession is the best there is.
Our king, Louis XIV, he loved his garden at Versailles.
The affection he had for his bushes and flowerbeds...
... will be the same as my affection to Marius and your Cosette.
I agree, they shall marry.
In two months. All right?
That soon
Don't you want your Cosette to be happy? - Yes, I do.
Of course.
Who's the bride's mother?
Mothers can die too.
Long live the bride and groom!
Do you see that old man? - Where?
At the left, behind the couple.
Blast, I know for sure.
The one and only monsieur Favre. That villain named Jean Valjean.
And the bride the baron is holding...
... that's Cosette.
He tricked me. I thought he was on our side.
He's like a night bird what wants to hang around the high society.
Leave them alone. They brought us nothing but trouble.
That's why, my darling. I'll face him with the consequences.
You've become so skinny you're almost invisible.
Mix around the guests. And find out where the scum lives.
What are you doing here, standing alone. - I look at you.
From far away. - So I can get used to this.
I want to show you something.
I doubted for a moment. You love those candle holders that much...
... I'm almost jealous at them. - They give light. But you are my light.
I don't understand... - It's not very hard. This is your room.
During the ceremony I got all your belongings moved to here.
From now on, this is your place.
I wouldn't be happy without you.
Madame baroness?
Did you hear that? They're calling you. You are 'Madame baroness'.
I forgot about it.
You look so pretty.
If you mother would see you like this... I know what she'd say.
What would she say? - Merci, monsieur Madeleine.
Monsieur Madeleine? - That's how she called the lord.
I don't know why.
I need to go.
I'm starving. Is dinner ready?
You can have it served the moment monsieur Favre arrives.
I don't know where he is. - He left.
Where did he go to? - We was feeling tired.
Tired? Him? He can rest in his room.
Where did that man go?
Toussaint?
Goodbye.
Cosette is happy, Javert died.
Pity he took all of the money from the safe. Javert was right:
We'll always be scum.
Me, that is. Toussaint.
I'm happy to see you. Do you feel better now? - I feel great. Did your lord wake up already?
The old one or the new? - Baron Pontmercy.
No, he's still sleeping. After the wedding night...
Wake him up.
Right away. Tell him to meet me in the suite. Alone.
Cosette would have loved to dance with you.
I can't dance. - That's not a crime.
Don't use the word for something this insignificant.
You are perfectly happy. - Indeed I am, almost perfectly.
Almost?
I'm very demanding. I'll be really happy when I know...
... who saved me from the sewer.
The police. A man called Javert.
Javert? He killed many of my comrades.
Why would he have saved me? - You can be mistaken in people.
You think you know who I am. But let me tell you...
... I was in a prison camp. Why are you laughing at me?
Don't you believe me? - Of course not.
Nineteen years, for theft...
... and several attempts to escape.
Look in the archives. My name is not Favre...
... my name is Jean Valjean.
Does it matter? Did you have any choice? Doesn't society make you lie?
You're too soft, Marius. You should become harsh, even ruthless.
By signing your marriage certificate I committed forgery.
If someone finds out about it, your marriage will be cancelled.
Cosette's name isn't Fauchelevent?
It's all one big lie, Marius. All of it.
But Cosette loves you. I don't even know her name.
When she was a child, I... - Found her?
Bought her. I paid 1500 francs.
You bought her like an animal?
Animals are treated better than she was treated there.
I never told her anything. Including about myself.
She'll never find out about it. I swear.
Why do you unburden yourself to me, while nobody suspected nothing?
That's why I told you. It got too heavy for me.
You have no idea how horrible it can be to be the only one that knows who I really am.
Jean Valjean...
... former convict, number 9430.
I can't take it anymore.
Javert knew about it. But he died.
Why did you pick me to be your confidant? - I must disappear from Cosette's life.
She'll have a beautiful life.
If I stay here, I might spoil it for her. Do you understand?
But I don't have the strength to leave.
And that's why...
... I want you to help me.
I don't want to hurt you.
I love Cosette.
As a father.
No, I love Cosette.
I prefer you'd leave.
Is it you? - I was in the neighborhood and I thought...
I'll ask for monsieur to see you. - And Madame. It has been a while.
Please wait in here.
Could you wait in here? They are having guests in the suite.
How is she?
Very good. I distract her with presents and celebrations.
Celebrations?
You don't turn her into such a shallow, smart little lady that...
I'm sorry, but that's none of your business anymore.
And how are you yourself? - Good.
Very good.
Just like everybody I think winter lasts too long.
Winter or not, time goes by very slowly.
Cosette told she passed by. - She didn't come inside.
I leave the hatches closed, so the house appears to be uninhabited.
In a certain matter, the house is inhabited to me.
What did you tell her to justify my absence?
I used your own story that you had to travel to London for business.
Doesn't she wonder why I don't write her anything?
I told her you wrote a letter to the both of us...
... like it should when it come to married women...
... but that I lost the letter.
I'll need to return from England one day.
You'll leave again. There's nothing that keeps you here, you're a free man.
Free? A Jean Valjean who's free?
How could you say a thing like that? - I need to get back.
We're having friends for dinner. It will be served soon.
You'd better not visit us again.
Why don't you leave for ever?
So we both don't need to lie anymore.
I don't have any money left. I gave it to you.
I didn't touch it. It belongs to you.
No, it's the dowry of Cosette. - I don't want the money.
Because it's from me? - Because I don't know where it comes from.
A former convict with 600 000 francs looks suspicious.
I earned the money honorably. Don't you believe me?
I want you to have it back.
And there's one more thing I'd appreciate.
I want my candle holders back. Ask Lorrain to bring them to me.
I know you're awake.
Are you crying? - It was him, wasn't it?
I recognized his voice. He didn't even ask about me.
He didn't want to interrupt. We had guests visiting.
He didn't want to interrupt his daughter?
He was in a hurry. He just returned from London...
... and was on his way to Egypt.
He'll rent a boat to travel the river Nile.
So don't expect any letters from him.
Because the postal services in those countries...
The thing is, he gets old. Old people tend to get egoistic.
Egoistic? He hasn't visited us a single time.
Marius, I got the feeling he's avoiding me.
He asked me to tell you some things. First of all...
... that he loves you, and that you shouldn't worry about him.
You know him, honey. Modest as always, he prefers to keep a low profile.
He left early at our wedding.
He didn't spend a single night in the pretty room in here.
Dear Marius, dear Cosette.
After having prosperous trip I arrived at Cairo...
... it's a busy and quite dirty city.
There's poverty here as well.
But the wonderful sun compensates a lot and means a blessing for my old bones.
Your candleholders.
Monsieur told me you'd hand me over a letter from Egypt.
Tell monsieur Pontmercy...
... that there isn't any news from Egypt.
Do you have anybody that can get you the medicines?
My daughter. - Does she live here?
You know very well she doesn't.
Why? I don't know the young lady.
Madame. She got married. Such a wonderful wedding.
I'm a very lucky man. But you don't know her?
She's the only one that could have sent you here. I didn't call for a doctor.
Monsieur Gillenormand sent me over here. He paid me in advance....
... so you don't owe me anything.
So Cosette isn't worried about me.
Luckily, I was warned before... - It's too late?
Come on, don't be so pessimistic, we'll get you through.
If you don't give up. Joy of living is the best medicine.
I've had so much joy in my life, I've finished all of my supplies.
The body has a great deal of resilience. - The body can cope with almost everything.
But my spirit got tired.
The body wants to move in one direction, the spirit in another.
That's called 'death', isn't it?
Yes.
I've got just enough fabric to make you a tie.
Together with this stylish jacket, you'll be a true gentleman.
You know what they say: fine feathers make fine birds.
Now, you're just as attracting as you used to be with your sergeant uniform.
I need to look like an ambassador. - You do.
If we get the job done, I'll buy you a real suit...
... with everything you need: gloves, scarf and tie.
And we'll go for a walk along the boulevards in the sun.
So the poor will be afraid of us too.
Has doctor Barnette paid a visit? - I asked him to visit.
Don't you feel well? - I'm as healthy as I wish to be.
He came to report about the situation of your wife's father.
Cosette's father is traveling down the Nile. - No, my boy.
Don't say that to me. He doesn't travel the Nile, he's traveling to his death.
When Lorrain brought him the candleholders, he found him there in a pathetic state of mind.
I thought it was my duty... - Your duty? And you're saying that?
Because he didn't share your political ideas, you made my father suffer.
And now you want to help a man who...
You don't know who he really is.
I know he's an old man, just like me.
Is there anything else I need to know?
No.
So act the way you think you need to.
But Cosette may not know about it.
A certain monsieur Thenard wants to see the baron.
At this time? It's almost midnight. What kind of a man is he?
He told me he's a former ambassador. - Ambassador?
Let him in.
As you have noticed, I'm a former ambassador.
It's really obvious. But I was planning on going to sleep.
I won't be long.
I'm perishing with nostalgia to the countries, far away.
To be short, I want to go away. But travel is expensive.
I'm not here to beg, don't worry. But would you be interested in buying a secret?
Try. - Monsieur the baron...
You are acquainted with a true villain.
He entered your life using a fake name. His name is Jean Valjean.
I know about that. - A convict.
Yes, I know that too. - Yes, I just told you so.
I knew it before. Is this all of it? - No.
It just started. It's getting better.
If you give me 20 000 francs, I'll tell you about the murder, with all the details.
20 000 is quite a lot. What about 10 000?
Not a single franc, Thenardier.
How did you call me?
Would you prefer Jondrette? - Monsieur must be wrong.
500 francs? I'll be serious now.
I would have told you the story after all, just for the cause of justice.
This money is for you to make you leave. I know your stories very well.
40 years ago, Valjean has stolen a bread.
He paid his dues. He paid much more than you'll ever pay.
But Valjean not only stole a bread. He's a murderer as well.
You are wasting your time. I know everything about him.
Don't make him look worse than he is.
Last year, in June, the day of the revolt, I was walking down the sewers.
Why, that's none of your business. But in the main sewer, that ends in the river Seine...
... I met Valjean, carrying a dead body he was planning on throwing into the river.
The man just got murdered, his blood was still warm.
It was clear that Valjean had beaten his brains out.
This is what I found on the body.
A body? And did you see the face?
Not very well. It was covered in blood and it was dark in there.
But I saw the face of the murderer. And that's what counts.
Thenardier, even if you wouldn't have come from the sewers...
... you'd still spread an awful smell.
You came here to accuse a man, but you cleared him instead.
He's just as noble as you are evil.
I'm not afraid.
I know enough about you to have you locked away for a life time.
If they want to cut my head off, they'd need to find me first.
This will be 10 000.
Thank you, you're a good person.
Thank Waterloo instead.
You saved the life of a colonel there. Or did you forget about it?
He remembers. From heaven he's watching over you.
He wants to safe you. I don't know why.
That's the secret of the death, gods secret.
You won't be decapitated. Tomorrow, you'll leave for America...
... with that wife and daughter of yours.
Aboard the ship you'll receive another 20 000. And now...
... out of here!
Should I call the police? - Bring me a carriage, quick!
Get up, hurry.
What's going on? - I'm so afraid we'll be too late.
You don't need to get dressed. You can come like that.
Rue Plumet.
Rue Plumet? But that means my father returned.
He never left. I made it all up.
Made it up? You lied to me?
Did you lie, darling? - Don't call me 'darling'.
I'm a monster, not a human. My love for you is the only reason.
When he told me he loved you, I was afraid.
I don't understand. All I see is you doubted my father.
More than that.
I'm not looking for an apology, but if you'd stand in my shoes...
No, never.
Don't you think I never wondered what his life would have been before he met me...
... where he came from, what happened to him?
Don't say a word. I've thought of the worse.
But I always trusted him. And always loved him.
That the carriage of my grandfather's doctor. - Why?
My grandfather is a better person than me.
Well? - It's about time the two of you arrived.
You can do something, can't you?
I'm sure I can. There are medicines.
But the only medicine he really needs, is her.
Did you forget something, doctor? That's good.
I'd like you to do me one more favor.
DO you see those candles?
Would you light them before you leave?
You were right doctor.
Death approaches.
It's very near.
I never thought it would be that shining.
Cosette, it that you?
Don't cry, darling.
I'm so happy/
I thought I'd die without seeing you again. But there you are.
Don't cry Cosette.
Daddy, Marius is here too.
Marius is there too.
That means that...
... he has forgiven me. - Forgiven?
I know, it's difficult to forgive.
I've tried my whole life.
But I didn't succeed. - You should forgive me, not the other way around.
I just need to thank you.
And, my god, what for?
It wasn't any trouble. You have a wonderful husband, Cosette.
And you are so beautiful too.
But your dress... - It's my nightdress.
Nightdress?
You've been riding through Paris just in your nightdress?
You walked through hell with me on your shoulders.
You were much heavier than a nightdress.
Here I am, talking about history...
... while I didn't plan on doing that.
It's part of the death. - Death?
Yes, but dying is an easy thing to do. - I forbid you to die.
Yes, you can order me. Who knows...
... I may obey you.
Just for once. But then...
... I'll need to obey the other.
God, I mean.
It's probably for the best.
Don't forget I'm miserable.
Even I don't forget about that.
My death will be a relief for everybody.
Father, what are you saying?
Marius, you can tell this is bad. Please, do something.
Do you hear this, Marius, the faith that she has in you?
That means she loves you.
Children...
... that's good. It's good that you love each other so much.
Cosette, look how he smiles at us.
Isn't he beautiful? My dad is pretty, isn't he?
You bad girl, you never told me so.
Children, I close my eyes not so I can't see you no more.
But these candles, they blind me.
It looks as if the have magical powers.
You put some ordinary candles into them.
Just normal candles...
... and they shine like the sun.
I don't know what happens to me. I can see...
I can see the light.
An ocean of light.