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: It isn't fair. Madame Giry
: We need to think. Christine Daaé
: I need some air. Raoul
: I need a drink.
: Remember... love never dies. Kiss me one last time.
: [Christine has introduced Gustave to the Phantom, without telling him who he is
] Why does he wear a mask, mother? Is he a magician? Christine Daaé
: Yes, darling. In his way.
: What a child. Full of life. Full of you, my Christine.
] The Phantom
: Help me through this sadness/Do this kindness for your mentor/Or your progeny, that perfect specimen/May disappear on Coney Island/Vanish here on Coney Island.
] The Phantom
: Ah, Christine. Christine Daaé
: What are you saying? How could you? After all that we've been. Who are you? The Phantom
: I am your Angel of Music! I am dying, Christine! Suffocating here in the dark! Give me breath! Give me life! Sing for me! Or I will take from you everything you have ever loved. Christine Daaé
: No! No, you can't! The Phantom
: Oh, but I can. A man as hideous as this, believe me, is capable of anything.
: And I loved you. Yes, I loved you! I'd have follow anywhere you lead. I woke to swear my love, but found you gone instead!
: I HATE you, and I HATE this place!
: I beg you pardon? The Phantom
: For what? Christine Daae
: I thought you said something The Phantom
: I said nothing. But I caught myself thinking about you. Thoughts that surprise me. And I'm not easily surprised. Christine Daae
: Thinking about me? Why? The Phantom
: I wanted to tell you, your voice fills my heart with divine light. Shhhhs. Listening too you is sublime, wonderful. This must be our secret. Tell nobody, then no one will know we'll meet again. Christine Daae
: How? The Phantom
: When you hear my thoughts, you'll know where to go
: The role is yours Christine Daae
: I don't want it The Phantom
: I said that it's yours Christine Daae
: I said, I don't want it. Tell me how many life did it costs, huh The Phantom
: You shall sing Julliete and I shall be there with you. Christine Daae
: I hate you! The Phantom
: Yes. Well, hate and love are one.
: You will get used to me and this way of life! Christine Daae
: Let me see your face. Erik The Phantom of the Opera
: You have asked, I'm afraid, the only thing in my power that I cannot grant. Please don't ask it again.
: You said my voice reminded you of a certain singer. Gerard Carriere
: That's right. Unfortunately, it's reminded someone else of her as well.
: [speaking of Erik
] I'm not afraid. Now I know his heart. Gerard Carriere
: So do I. Unfortunately, there is more to him than that.
Count Philippe de Chagny
: But how can you be sure that he'll hear you from down there? Christine Daee
: There are areas down there where one can hear the stage perfectly.He'll know what I'm singing for him and he'll know what that means. Count Philippe de Chagny
: That you love him? Christine Daee
: Yes. But it's not the same kind of love I have for you. It's not the same at all.
[Christine puts her hand on Philippe's cheek and kisses him. Philippe then kisses Christine
[Escorting Christine deep into the sewers
: Where are we going? Erik
: Home. No one can hurt you here.
: You're him, aren't you? Erik Destler
: Had you expected someone else? Christine, you have always been my inspiration. You. And now, it's only a question of what you want: Love or music.
: You love the music. I am the music. Now you are married to the music. You cannot serve two masters. Do not see another. Christine
: I promise. Erik Destler
: Tonight, you shall be my bride.
: Are you going to kill me now, too? Erik Destler
: Everyone dies... I only choose the time and place for a few. Christine
: When do you choose for me? Erik Destler
: [sitting at organ
] This is either a wedding march or a funeral mass. You decide which.
: Phoenix, no one's singing in this Paradise again. No one's ever gonna sing my "Faust" again. No one but you. Phoenix, leave this place! Swan'll destroy you too! Phoenix
: You're crazy! Why should I go with you? Don't you hear them down there? Why should I give that up? The Phantom
: They'll want more now. They want much more. They want more than you could ever give. Phoenix
: I'll give them whatever they want.
: Phoenix, Swan here. I want you to answer a question for me. Phoenix
: Yes. Swan
: What would you give me to sing? Phoenix
: Anything you want. Swan
: Anything? Would you give me your voice? Phoenix
: Try me.
] Our love is an old love, baby, it's older than all our years. I have seen in strange young eyes, familiar tears. We're old souls in a new life, baby. They gave us a new life to live and learn. Some time to touch old friends and still return. Our paths have crossed and parted, this love affair was started long, long ago. This love survives the ages, in it story lives are pages. Fill them up, may ours turn slow. Our love is a strong love, baby, we give it all and still receive. And so with empty arms, we must still believe. All souls last forever so we need never fear goodbye. A kiss when I must go... no tears... in time... we kiss hello.
: [Christine sees a casket in the room
] That is where I sleep. It keeps me reminded of that other dreamless sleep that cures all ills - forever! Christine
: You - You are the Phantom! The Phantom
: If I am the Phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so. If I shall be saved, it will be because your love redeems me.
: If you love me as you say you do you, will let me go? I promise to be your slave forever.
: [Harry is asking Christine to go out to lunch with him after she has been dismissed from the opera
] I insist that you come and celebrate. Mrs. Tucker
: Celebrate, Mr. Hunter? Harry Hunter
: Yes, Mrs. Tucker. Today we both got the sack. Christine Charles
: Oh no, Harry. Harry Hunter
: Oh yes, Harry.
: Mademoiselle, may I speak to you for a minute? Christine DuBois
: Why, of course. Enrique Claudin
: You weren't on the stage tonight for the third act curtain call. Christine DuBois
: Everyone seems to notice. It's really quite flattering. Enrique Claudin
: [Becoming concerned
] Why weren't you there?
[Christine is puzzled
] Enrique Claudin
: Forgive me, but I have been a part of the Opera for so long. Everybody, everything connected with it, I feel it is so much a part of my life.
[Christine pauses, then smiles
] Christine DuBois
: Yes, well, Monsieur Villeneuve is waiting for you. Enrique Claudin
: You weren't ill, were you? You're not in any trouble, are you? Why it's impertinent of me, I know, but...
[Claudin stalls, soon Christine kindly shakes his hand and smiles
] Christine DuBois
: You're very kind. Thank you.
[Christine starts to leave
] Enrique Claudin
[Christine turns back to Claudin in shock, Claudin soon realizes his mistake
] Enrique Claudin
: I'm sorry. Forgive me.
: I am nothing like my mother. Nothing like her!