Fantine:
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!
Javert:
I have heard such protestations, every day for twenty years. Let's have no more explanations. Save your breath, and save your tears.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:54