Javert: Jean Valjean. I *knew* it!
Old Woman: [first lines - dark street] You can't sleep here. Jean Valjean: Get away from me. Old Woman: Why don't you go to an inn? Jean Valjean: Why do you think? Old Woman: Can't you knock on doors and ask people? Jean Valjean: I asked. I ask every...
Mme. Gilot: [sharing their meal with homeless convict] What crime did you commit? Jean Valjean: Maybe I killed someone... How do you know I'm not going to murder *you*? Bishop: How do you know *I'm* not going to murder *you*? Jean Valjean: What's tha...
Jean Valjean: You're dead, Javert.
Cosette: I didn't breathe when you spoke. I was afraid I'd miss a word.
Javert: Reform is a discredited fantasy. Modern science tells us that people are by nature, law breakers or law abiders. A wolf could wear sheep's clothing but he's still a wolf.
Jean Valjean: You might be making a mistake. Javert: What kind of mistake is that? Jean Valjean: Sometimes, people move into town to start a new slate, you might be doing more harm than good by prying into their private.
Javert: What did you say? Speak up, people don't mumble when they speak to me.
Javert: It's a pity the law doesn't allow me to be merciful.
Javert: [Valjean slams Javert against the wall, starts to put his own handcuffs on him] Where will you go, Valjean? You don't have papers. Javert: [Valjean slams Javert's head against the wall once more] I'll find you... [another hit against the wall...
