Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Cosette. Whatever.

Bridal suite is occupied

And the children have got to be fed

He had the nerve to say you gave him this.

Shoot me now for all I care!

Still there, Cosette? Your tears will do you no good!

The people have not stirred

Far right first.

Show monsieur what you've come here to show

And meet the best innkeeper in town

To take Cosette away

Landed me with such a louse

Men like me can never change

Cosette, what are you doing?

They all look to me

Do I follow where she goes?

He gave me his trust He called me brother

Lovely ladies Going for a song

Where is the king who runs this show?

There's a new world to be won

Monsieur le Mayor?

As they tear your hope apart

Here they sang about tomorrow

Heard my name and started running All the omens point to him

Comforter, philosopher and lifelong shit!

I know this man, my friends His name's Inspector Javert!

What a life I might have known

The colors of the world are changing day by day

Such a gentleman.

If there's another way to go

What your sacrifice was for

A man who only learned to love

Do not forget my name

Suddenly you're here

This man's done no wrong He needs a doctor's care

Death to the king!

That those who falter and those who fall

You talk of battles to be won

We will live again in freedom

Stars in your multitudes

A moment of your time, Javert I do believe this woman's tale

He speaks You pay!

And still I dream Derek Carr will stop settling for field goals

And the boss, he never knows that the foreman is always on heat

Three percent for sleeping with the windows shut

That's right, dearie Let him have the lot

Crying at all is not allowed

Only one man, General Lamarque

When the beating of your heart echoes the beating of the drums

And the world was a song

Could have picked you to the bone

Jesus! It's amazing how it grows

She'll be out on the street

What have I done? Sweet Jesus, what have I done?

There's a man she has to pay

I am from the gutter, too!

Cosette, your father is a saint

Look down, look down

I'm no longer alone

I feel my shame inside me like a knife

You stay away from there, you understand?

"Dear Fantine, you must send us more money"

That somehow seem wrong

There was a time we killed the king

Where are you traveling?

Does he see what I see? Does he feel what I feel?

A man such as you!

I'll do whatever you may want

Gavroche! Gavroche, what are you doing?

You'll always be a slave

Though our lives are very humble

Let the old man keep on running

Monsieur, these streets are not safe But let these vermin beware

I'll sleep in the stable. Please, I'm hungry.

By the witness of the martyrs

For it isn't a dream

She's the one with her hands in the butter

No man's beyond our reach

You have always been there

Homing pigeons homing in

And there's trouble for all when there's trouble for one

Thank you, monsieur.

Give that letter to me It is none of your business

Who is this man? What sort of devil is he?

You’re Jean Valjean

Servant to the poor Butler to the great

Welcome, monsieur, sit yourself down

I want to go away

Everybody's boon companion

Cosette, I don't know what to say

When I have come so far and struggled for so long?

Tonight we'll away

There is someone who touches my life

I never did no wrong

When you've nicked him

Someone who can find out their plan and when they will attack.

Wait, Gavroche!

Servant to the poor Butler to the great

Don't kill him. I know him.

Look what's become of me

Don't hide Show me where you live

Will you stand up and take your chance?

I'll pay you well for your youth

Jean Valjean is nothing now!

Here is the thing about equality