Why have you brought me here?
Can't go back there!
We must return!
He'll kill you!
His eyes will find us there!
Christine, don't say that.
Those eyes that burn!
Don't even think it
And if he has to kill a thousand men
Forget this waking nightmare...
The Phantom of the Opera will kill...
This phantom is a fable
Believe me
...and kill again!
There is no Phantom of the Opera
My God, who is this man...
...who hunts to kill?
...this 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/there
inside my/your mind...
There is no Phantom of the Opera...
Raoul, I've been there
to his world of unending night
To a world with 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...
What you heard was a dream and nothing more...
Yet in his eyes
all the sadness of the world
Those pleading eyes,
that both threaten and adore
Christine...
Christine...
Christine...
(whisper) What was that?

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