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    [Gavroche enters.]

    Gavroche
    Liar!
    Good evening, dear inspector
    Lovely evening, my dear.
    I know this man, my friends
    His name is Inspector Javert
    So don't believe a word he says
    'Cause none of it's true
    This only goes to show
    What little people can do!

    And little people know
    When little people fight
    We may look easy pickings
    But we've got some bite
    So never kick a dog
    Because he's just a pup
    We'll fight like twenty armies
    And we won't give up
    So you'd better run for cover
    When the pup grows up!

    Grantaire
    Bravo, little Gavroche, you're the top of the class!

    Prouvaire
    So what are we going to do
    With this snake in the grass?

    Enjolras
    Tie this man and take him
    To the tavern in there
    The people will decide your fate
    Inspector Javert!

    Various Students
    Take the bastard now and shoot him!
    Let us watch the devil dance
    You'd have done the same Inspector
    If we'd let you have your chance!

    Javert
    Shoot me now or shoot me later
    Every schoolboy to his sport
    Death to each and every traitor
    I renounce your people's court!

    Combeferre
    Though we may not all survive here
    There are things that never die

    Grantaire
    What's the difference? Die a schoolboy
    Die a policeman die a spy!

    Enjolras
    Take this man, bring him through
    There is work we have to do!

    [Javert is bundled away as the first shots ring out. Eponine enters, wounded.]

    Joly
    There's a boy climbing the barricade!

    Marius
    Good God! What are you doing?
    'Ponine, have you no fear?
    Have you seen my beloved?
    Why have you come back here?

    Eponine
    Took the letter like you said
    I met her father at the door
    He said he would give it

    [She collapses]

    Don't think I can stand any more.

    Marius
    Eponine, what's wrong? I feel...
    There's something wet upon your hair

    [There is blood on his hands]

    Eponine, you're hurt
    You need some help!
    Oh God, it's everywhere...