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.)