CONVICTS- LOOK DOWN! LOOK DOWN! Our lives SUCK!
VALJEAN- Tell me about it
19 freaking years for doing the right thing
JAVERT- I really hate you. But you get parole now.
VALJEAN: Yay! MY NAME IS JEAN VALJEAN!
JAVERT: Whatever. I've got my eyes on you, buddy.
FARMER: You're fired.
VALJEAN: *sigh* Okay then
INKEEPER'S WIFE: Go away.
VALJEAN: Fine, geez. [Sits down, all dejected.] Well, this sucks.
BISHOP: Here, take advantage of my hospitality and by all means, steal my stuff!
VALJEAN: Alrighty then! [Steals cup]
COPS: Who stole your cup?
BISHOP: [Points at Valjean] Definitely not this guy.
COPS: [Shrug and walk away]
BISHOP: [Gives Valjean the candlesticks] And while you're at it, take these too, you assho- Ahem, I mean, go and the Lord's blessing be upon you.
VALJEAN: Aagh! THE GUILT! Time to go be a good person.
THE POOR: AT THE END OF THE DAY! AT THE END OF THE DAY! Our lives SUCK!
FANTINE: Tell me about it.