Wolverine vs. Gladiator in: Les Miserables Page #5

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with endless wonder

He took my childhood

in his stride

But he was gone

when autumn came

(SOBBING)

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

(SOBBING)

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

Have you anywhere to go?

No? You need to get warm.

(FANTINE COUGHING)

BAMATABOIS:

What do you have for me?

PIMP:
Here's

our youngest, sir.

(SINGING)

I don't want you

You've got some nerve,

you little slut.

You've got some gall.

(LAUGHS MOCKINGLY)

(GASPS)

(SCREAMS)

Ow!

(SINGING) By Christ,

you'll pay for

what you've done

I guarantee

I'll make you suffer

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

Javert, would you believe it?

I was lost here in the dark

When this

prostitute attacked me

You can see she left her mark

She will answer

for her actions

If you make a full report

You may rest assured, monsieur

She will answer to the court

There's a child

who sorely needs me

Please, monsieur,

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 20 years

Let's have

no more explanations

Save your breath,

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

Monsieur le Mayor!

You've done your duty,

let her be

She needs a doctor,

not a jail

Monsieur le Mayor!

Can this be?

Where will she end

This child without a friend?

I've seen your face before

(SHIVERING)

Show me some way to help you

How have you come to grief

In such a place as this?

Monsieur,

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

(SPITS)

(WEEPING)

I never did no wrong

Is it true what I've done...

My daughter's close to dying

... to an innocent soul?

If there's a God above...

Had I only known then

...he'd let me die instead

In His name

my task has just begun

I will take her

to the hospital.

Monsieur le Mayor.

Where is your child?

With an innkeeper

in Montfermeil.

I will send for her

immediately.

(SINGING)

I will see it done!

Rest.

From Paris, monsieur.

(SINGING) Monsieur le Mayor,

I have a crime to declare!

I have disgraced

The uniform that I wear

I've done you wrong

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