Scene 10: The Roof of the Opera House

The statue of ‘La Victoire Ailée — 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…

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…
who hunts to kill…?
I can’t escape from him…
I never will!

Raoul:
My God, who is this man…
this mask of death…?
Whose is this voice you hear…
with ever 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 sandess 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…

Christine:
What was that?

* All I Ask of You *