Why have you brought me here?
CHRISTINE:
Don't take me back there!
RAOUL:
We must return!
CHRISTINE:
He'll kill me ...
His eyes will find me there!
RAOUL:
Christine, don't say that ...
CHRISTINE:
Those eyes that hurt ...
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 and kill again ...
RAOUL:
This Phantom is a fable
Believe me ... 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?
His mask of death ...
I can't escape from him ...
Whose is this voice you hear?
I never will ... !
With every breath ...
And in this labyrinth where night is blind ...
The Phantom of the Opera is here inside your(my) mind ...
There is no Phantom of the Opera!
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've never heard before!
What you heard was a dream, and nothing more!
Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world ...
Those pleading eyes that both threatened ...
And adored ...
Christine ... Christine ...
Christine ...
What was that?
CHRISTINE:
RAOUL:
CHRISTINE:
RAOUL:
BOTH:
RAOUL:
CHRISTINE:
RAOUL:
CHRISTINE:
RAOUL:
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