Les Miserables Page #2

So I no longer call him Leopold, but Henri like you.

What does that mean? - He's got the same name as you.

Good idea.

I work on Sundays for an old lady farmer.

I am earning some money...

... and I'm saving it to get a lawyer to reopen your case.

... and writes just like I speak.

As an accountant, what did you count?

I worked with Mr. Eiffel up until the Eiffel tower was built.

With Mr. Eiffel? - Yes, Mr. Eiffel, Gustave Eiffel.

What happened?

The blueprints called for a building with four stories.

I screwed up the accounts.

So you pocketed the fourth floor. - Only built three.

I don't care. On the third floor I already feel sick.

What shall we write?

In you wife letter?

Say I love her. - You already did.

Yes, we'll say it today and again tomorrow.

Well that's nice and she'll says it too. So we'll say "I love you" and what else?

I love you. I love you allot... passionately, madly.

That's all? - It's important to say that.

He'll read three pages of I love you and think your a fool.

I'm not writing to him. I'm writing you my wife.

He reads it! - Tough luck.

He's vital. Like me.

I'm not asking you to think or comment.

It's monotonous - What?

May be I'm too intelligent but the art of writing is about rereading

Your wife will want to reread the letter. She'll hide it in her cloths or under her pillow. If it only says "I love you" She won't want to reread it. She'll find it boring.

She can't read. - So don't write

- I ask you to write "I love you" and you make all this fuss. - I'm not.

- Then who is? Me? - Yes

Let her put the letters where ever she wants. - "I love you" wont show the scenery.

"i love you" Shows it all

- Why do people write books then?

You don't write books. You rip off whole floors.

I don't rip off. - Yes -No

I show my love in my own way - Go tell Mr. Eiffel

Mr. Eiffel, I still respect him.

But you stole his whole floor. Is that nice? - What?

Better say I love you then steal a whole floor.

He's have forgiven me dared I have told him.

Go say "I love you to Mr. Eiffel"

I do love Gustave.

Are you one?

I love you... I love you... I love you...

It goes on like this for three pages. - Could you read it all?

Yes.... I love you, I love you...

Near the dog! Over near the dog.

Go on, dig.

Dig here and there.

Wait.

Wait, there is another one.

Get out of here, arsehole! Get out of here.

Congratulations! Get him to the cage.

I, the prison friend your husband calls "Eiffel Tower" am writing today..

...will help him though this ordeal

...and he'll soon be out.

I'm sending a song inspired by our life here...a song dedicated to you.

I'm sending a song inspired by our life here...a song dedicated to you.

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