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A statue of 'La Victoire Ailee' - the same as that which tops the proscenium. It is twilight. CHRISTINE and RAOUL rush on)
RAOUL Why have you brought us here?
CHRISTINE Don't take me back there!
RAOUL We must return!
CHRISTINE He'll kill me!
RAOUL Be still now . . .
CHRISTINE His eyes will find me there!
RAOUL Christine, don't say that . . .
CHRISTINE Those eyes that burn!
RAOUL Don't even think it . . .
CHRlSTlNE And if he has to kill a thousand men -
RAOUL Forget this waking nightmare . . .
CHRISTINE The Phantom of the Opera will kill . . .
RAOUL This phantom is a fable . . . Believe me . . .
CHRISTINE . . . and kill again!
RAOUL There is no Phantom of the Opera . . .
CHRISTINE My God, who is this man . . .
RAOUL My God, who is this man . . .
CHRISTINE . . . who hunts to kill . . .?
RAOUL . . . this mask of death . . .?
CHRISTINE I can't escape from him . . .
RAOUL Whose is this voice you hear . . .
CHRISTINE . . .I never will!
RAOUL . . . with every breath . . .?
BOTH And in this labyrinth, where night is blind the Phantom of the Opera is here: inside your/my mind . . .
RAOUL There is no Phantom of the Opera . . .
CHRISTINE Raoul, I've been there - to his world of unending night . . . To a world where the daylight dissolves into darkness . . . darkness . . .
Raoul, I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight? Can I ever escape from that face? So distorted, deformed, it was hardly a face, in that darkness . . . darkness . . .
(trancelike, then becoming more and more ecstatic)
But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound . . . In that night there was music in my mind . . . And through music my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before . . .
RAOUL What you heard was a dream and nothing more . . .
CHRISTINE Yet in his eyes all the sadness of the world . . . Those pleading eyes, that both threaten and adore . . .
RAOUL (comforting) Christine . . . Christine . . .
PHANTOM (unseen, a ghostly echo of RAOUL's words) Christine . . . |
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