RAOUL:
Why have you brought me here?
CHRISTINE:
Can't go back there!
RAOUL:
We must return!
Christine:
He'll kill you!
His eyes will find us there!
RAOUL:
Christine, don't say that . . .
CHRISTINE:
Those eyes that burn!
RAOUL:
Don't even think it . . .
CHRISTINE:
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 . . .
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:
Christine . . .
Christine. . .
PHANTOM:
Christine . . .
