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: [in a note to Raoul from the Phantom
] "Do not fear for Miss Daae. The Angel of Music has her under his wing. Make no attempt to see her again."
: He welcomes you to his opera house... Firmin
: His opera house? Madame Giry
: ...and commands that you continue to leave box 5 empty for his use. And reminds you that his salary is due. Firmin
: His salary? Madame Giry
: Well, Monsieur Lefevre used to give him 20,000 francs a month. Firmin
: [grabs note from Andre
] 20,000 francs? Madame Giry
: Perhaps you can afford more? With the Vicomte as your patron? Firmin
: Madame, I had hoped to make that announcement public tonight when the Vicomte was to join us for the gala. But obviously we shall now have to cancel, as it appears we have lost our star. A full house, Andre. We shall have to refund a full house! Madame Giry
: Christine Daae could sing it, sir. Andre
: A chorus girl? Don't be silly.
: Who'd believe a diva, happy to relieve a chorus girl who's gone and slept with the patron? Raoul and the soubrette entwined in love's duet, although he may demur, he must have been with her! You'd never get away with all this in a play, but if it's loudly sung and in a foreign tongue, it's just the sort of story audiences adore, in fact a perfect opera!
: Damnable! Will they all walk out? This is damnable! Firmin
: Andre, please don't shout... It's publicity! And the take is vast! Free publicity! Andre
: But we have no cast!
: We get our opera, she gets her limelight.
[the Phantom drops a backdrop on Carlotta
: Signora, these things do happen. Carlotta
: For the past three years, these things do happen!
: And did you stop them from happening? No!
[to Firmin and Andre
: And you two - you're as bad as him! "These things do happen!" Ma... until you stop these things from happening, this thing does not happen! Ubaldo! Andiamo! Bring my doggy and my boxy!
[Carlotta storms out with her maid, seamstress, and hairdresser
: [to Firmin and Andre
] Amateurs! Carlotta
: Bye-bye and ciao! Now you see. Bye-bye, I'm really leaving!
: We take particular pride in the excellence of our ballet, monsieur. Andre
: I see why.
[looking at Meg Giry
: Especially that little blonde angel! Madame Giry
: My daughter, Meg Giry. Firmin
: [looking at Christine
] And THAT exceptional beauty? No relation, I trust? Madame Giry
: Christine Daaé. Promising talent, Monsieur Firmin, very promising. Andre
: Daaé, did you say? N-n-no relation to the famous Swedish violinist? Madame Giry
: His only child. Orphaned at seven, when she came to live and trained in the ballet dormitories. Firmin
: An orphan, you say? Madame Giry
: I think of her as a daughter also.
: [about Christine
] Let her sing for you, monsieur; she has been well taught. Andre
: All right. Come on.
[Christine is reluctant
: Don't be shy. Come on. Come along... just... just... Reyer
] From the beginning of the aria, then. Please, mademoiselle! Firmin
: Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves. Andre
: Oh, but she's very pretty.
: [trying to convince Carlotta to come back and sing
] Your public needs you! Firmin
: We need you, too! Carlotta
: Would you not rather have your precious little ingenue? Andre
: Signora, no! The world wants you! Prima donna, first lady of the stage! Your devotees are on their knees to implore you! Andre
: Can you bow out when they're shouting your name? Firmin
: Think of how they all adore you! Andre
: Prima donna, enchant us once again! Andre
: Think of your muse... Firmin
: And of the queues round the theatre! Andre
: Can you deny us the triumph in store? Sing, prima donna, once more!
: Signor, isn't there a rather marvelous aria for Elissa in Act 3 of Hannibal? Perhaps the signora... Carlotta
: Yes, yes, yes, yes. No! Because I have not my costume for Act 3 because somebody not finish it! And... I HATE MY HAT!
: [singing the Phantom's note to him
] Dear Andre, what a charming gala, Christine was in a word sublime. We were hardly bereft when Carlotta left; on that note, the diva's a disaster, must you cast her when she's seasons past her prime? Firmin
: [singing the Phantom's note to him
] Dear Firmin, just a brief reminder, my salary has not been paid. Send it care of the Ghost by return of post, P.T.O! No one likes a debtor so it's better if my orders are obeyed.
: [as Carlotta storms out
] What do we do now? Lefevre
: Grovel. Grovel, grovel, grovel.