Les Miserables Page #4

He's getting tired. 100 bits. Cash!

Me, sir.

Come over. It's his decision. He's a courageous little boy!

Wait. Wait. 20 bits, if you can hit him. Anywhere!

Eiffel Towers coming back.

100 big ones to but a rope in the well.

Say what? - 100 big ones to put a rope in the well.

Where's the money?

In Paris.

You pay up fount.

How will you reach the well?

In the mine, after work. Just leave us.

How many of you?

Two.

That's 200

So?

He wants 200.

You got it?

Unless my wife spent it.

You said you'd give me more.

More! Your a greedy one.

No, sir, But lawyers cost allot.

Then listen. I know people who'd pay allot for hair like yours.

Really?

Yes, and if you want more, much more...

and I can introduce you to some fine people.

People? - Yes and we can share.

Listen, the man I told you about is here.

A notary. Almost like a lawyer.

Yes, sir. - Go ahead

Four glasses at once. That's good.

Keep an eye on her. Any problem just call me.

Come on, help me.

Go ahead.

There's no rope.

There is no rope...

You okey?

I can't Henri. I can't.

I can't any more.

It's slippery.

Henri, help me! - I've got you. - I'm slipping.

I can't any more. - Don't let go.

Henri I can't!

Henri, I'm slipping. Help me.

Come on you can do it.

I can't hold on. - Use both hands Mr. Eiffel.

Hold on damn it. - I'm can't

Mr. Eiffel!

To the cage!

Let's go.

Go and get your mother. Someone's waiting for her.

Mum?

Mum?

Mum, someone's here to see you.

Ma'am, we regretfully inform you that...

...that while attempting to escape from jail...

...your husband passed away today, at Fort Jouz

What is your mother up to now?

Come on gentlemen, let's go!

Fortin! Fortin! Fortin!...

Go on!

Anyone that was in the Verdun hospital remembers that day clearly.

It was snowing when the kid Marcel and his opponent...

...privet second class, Henri Fortin entered the makeshift ring.

The fight was for the benefit of the wounded and the war widows.

There, Henri Fortin, aged 23... experienced his first three minutes of happiness.

That moment changed his life.

It gave him the courage to leave his childhood manager.

Who, had used his strength and abused his innocence...

...to the point of not letting the boy go to school.

Stop! Stop!

Ladies and gentlemen! I have just now being informed... that the was is over!

For the record, they stopped fighting on that day of peace.

Three weeks later, Henri Fortin became a middleweight champ.

He kept his title for 13 years. Until 1931.

But that's another story.

May I disturb you?

Please do.

The manager said he's never seen a critic applauded. I just wanted to thank you.

I just do this to pay my way though collage.

It will be published in the morning?

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