Dog Eats Dog Alun Armstrong

[THÉNARDIER, picking through the corpses in the sewers]
Here's a hint of gold
Stuck into a tooth
Pardon me, Monsieur
You won't be using this no more
Shouldn't be too hard to sell
Add it to the pile
Add it to the stock
Here among the sewer rats
A breath away from hell
You get accustomed to the smell

[VALJEAN arrives, carrying MARIUS. VALJEAN collapses. THÉNARDIER robs MARIUS.]

Here's a tasty ring
Pretty little thing
Wouldn't want to waste it
That would really be a crime
Thank you, sir, I'm in your debt
Here's a little toy
Take it off the boy
His heart's no longer going
And he's lived his little time
But his watch is ticking yet

Well, someone's got to clean up now, my friends
Before the little harvest
Disappears into the mud
Someone's got to collect their odds and ends
When the gutters run with blood