[Bamatabois is a well dressed gentleman.]
Bamatabois
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!
[He hits her with his stick, she claws at his face, drawing blood.]
Fantine
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!
Bamatabois
By Christ you'll pay for what you have 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!
Fantine
I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do whatever you may want
Bamatabois
Make your excuse to the police!
[Javert enters, accompanied by constables.]
Honest work, just reward,
That's the way to please the Lord.
[Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested. Valjean emerges from the crowd.]
Valjean
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?
Fantine
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?
To an innocent soul?
Had I only known then...Fantine
My daughter's close to dying
If there's a God above
He'd let me die instead
Valjean
In His name my task has just begun
I will see it done!
I will see it done!
Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!
Valjean
I will see it done!
Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!
Voices
Look out! It's a runaway cart!
Bamatabois
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!
[He hits her with his stick, she claws at his face, drawing blood.]
Fantine
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!
Bamatabois
By Christ you'll pay for what you have 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!
Fantine
I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do whatever you may want
Bamatabois
Make your excuse to the police!
[Javert enters, accompanied by constables.]
Honest work, just reward,
That's the way to please the Lord.
[Fantine gives a last despairing cry as she is arrested. Valjean emerges from the crowd.]
Valjean
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?
Fantine
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?
To an innocent soul?
Had I only known then...Fantine
My daughter's close to dying
If there's a God above
He'd let me die instead
Valjean
In His name my task has just begun
I will see it done!
I will see it done!
Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!
Valjean
I will see it done!
Javert
But M'sieur Mayor!
Voices
Look out! It's a runaway cart!
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