Gavroche: I couldn't find my boys!
Éponine: (putting down a very thick brick-sized book she had been reading) Did you check the park? Near where the ducks are?
Gavroche: What? No.
Enjolras: Come, citizens! The National Guard has arrived! We shall fight them and have revenge for the Authoress, Valjean, Lucy Harris, Cosette, and... um... whoever else is dead.
Gavroche: Mamselle Miss.
Jacques: Claire!
Enjolras: Right... them too.
(The National Guard opens fire on the barricade. Montparnasse is shot.)
Éponine: Perhaps it's a good thing the Authoress isn't alive to see that. You know LesMisLoony is dead when you see Montparnasse killed.
Jacques: Now they can be together! That's sweet...
Gavroche: Look! More people are coming to join us!
(Marius, Christine Daaé, Azelma, Thénardier, the Thénardiess, Combeferre, and a random white cow have climbed over the smaller barricade in the Rue Mondétour and joined the rebels.)
Éponine: Ooh, who's the hottie with the blonde?
Christine: Marius, why have you brought us here? We must return!
Marius: His eyes will find you there!
Christine: Oh please, don't say that! Don't even think it!
Éponine: Wait a minute...
Thénardier: Why're all these barricades around the Corinth? I just wanted a nice drink...
Enjolras: Welcome to my barricades! I named them Suzette and Marie. Marie is the smaller one.
Newcomers: Say what?
Enjolras: We are fighting the National Guard to avenge the deaths of our friends and families!
Combeferre: Enjolras! There you are!
Cow: Moo.
Christine: I think that cow is Milky White...
Éponine: What?
Christine: You know, from Into the Woods by Sondheim. I was in that show down at the opera house. I played Rapunzel.
Marius: I remember that show. It was the first time I ever saw you onstage. I fell in love with your voice.
Christine: And you remind me so much of my childhood sweetheart.
(A handsome blond man who is in no way a fop steps out of the crowd.)
Not A Fop: Christine? Is that you?
Christine: Raoul! Oh, darling, I've found you!
Marius: Hey... what about me?
Éponine: I'm available. My husband cheated on me with an English showgirl and got shot.
Marius: Oh, you're Éponine?
Éponine: Yeah. And I'm single.
Marius: Okay.
(A National Guardsman climbs over the barricade and aims for Marius.)
Éponine: NOOOOO!
(She throws herself in front of the musket, gets shot, and dies.)
Marius: I have terrible luck with women.
(The Guardsman turns and shoots him.)
