Jean Valjean: 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
Jean 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...
Jean Valjean: In His name my task has just begun, I will see it done!