Fantine's Arrest: The Runaway Cart (Live)

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 one slice of your pie
I don't want you. No, no m'sieur, let me go
Is this a trick? I won't pay more
No, not at all.

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"
Not for the harlot to pick or to chose
Or to lead me a dance!

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!

By christ, you'll pay for what you'v 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!

I beg you, don't report me sir
I'll do what ever 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 discription
Let him answer to javert
In this nest of whores and vipers
Let one speak who saw it all
Who laid hands on this good man here
What's the substance of this brawl?

Javert, would you believe it
I was crossing from the park
When this prostitute attacked me
You can see she left her mark.

She will answer for her actions
When you make a full report
You can rest assured, m'sieur
That she will answer to the court.

There's a child who sorely needs me
Please m'sieur, she's but "that high"
Holy god, is there no mercy
If i go to jail she'll die!

I have heard such protestation
Every day for twenty years
Lets have no more explanations
Save your breath and 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
But, m'sieur mayor!

You've done your duty
Let her be
She needs a doctor, not a jail
But, m'sieur mayor!
Can this be?

Where will she end
This child without a friend.

(to Fantine)
I've seen your face before
Show me some way to help you
How have you come to grief
In such a place as this?

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!
Is it true, what I've done?
My daughter's close to dying
To an innocent soul?
If there's a god above
If i had only known then
He'd let me die instead
In his name, my task has just begun
I will see it done
But, m'sieur mayor!
I will see it done!
But, m'sieur mayor!
I will see it done!
Look out
It's a runaway cart!

Can this be true?
I don't believe what I see!
A man your age
To be as strong as you are!
A mem'ry stirs...
You make me think of a man
From years ago
A man who broke his parole
He disappeared
Forgive me, Sir
I would not dare!

Say what you must
Don't leave it there...

I have only known one other
Who can do what you have done
He's a convict from the chain gang
He's been ten years on the run
But he couldn't run forever
We have found his hideaway
And he's just been re-arrested
And he comes to court today
Well, of course he now denies it
You'd expect that of a `con'
But he couldn't run forever
No, not even Jean Valjean!

You say this man denies it all
And gives no sign of understanding or repentance?
You say this man is going to trial
And that's he's sure to be returned
To serve his sentence?
Come to that, can you be sure
That I am not your man?

I have known the thief for ages
Tracked him down through thick and thin
And to make the matter certain
There's the brand upon his skin
He will bend, he will break
This time there is no mistake.