Ok but imagine a thing happening in drink with me
Could it be your death means nothing at all?
Is your life just one more—
[ Look Down inturrupts, Enjolras steps up and rips the bottle from R’s hand in anger ]
Do not, you dare
Say a-no-ther word
You think so loud
Those lines are so ab-su-urd
Are you not the one who joined us here?
Quiet yourself down and don’t speak of fear!
No one wants to hear—
[ Grantaire, bitterly: ]
a drunkard man’s words?
[ Enjolras, Angrily with a sneer: ]
Show us some faith for the plans we’ve made,
I can promise you we’ll go down in books!
It will be clear soon—
[ Grantaire stands up and replies, bitter still: ]
A footnote on a book?
Don’t you understand the risks you take?
You will die—
[ Enjolras pushes him back with his hands: ]
I die a martyr!
People will rise and do the same as us—
[ R steps forwards and pushes back hard, Jean and Combeferre jumping slightly in surprise as he gets in E’s face with anger : ]
Throwing your life away for
No-thing but a fuss!
[ he swats at E and turns his back to him ]
[ Enjolras, fuming, takes step forwards, shouting: ]
You bastard, don’t turn your back!
I’m not finished speaking to you!
Grantaire, you look at this fool!
[ he gestures to himself and leans forwards, R whipping around on his heel, shouting back ]
I have nothing to say!
[ Enjolras smirks bitterly: ]
Is not that a first?
Then sit back down, Grantaire!
And don’t you dare,
Say a-no-ther word…
[ Enjolras turns to Combeferre, who shakes his head and mutters: ]
He’ll always be that way
Your world is oh so gray…