Scene 6

THE NEXT MORNING

(As the light brightens, we see the PHANTOM seated at 

the organ playing with furious concentration. He breaks 

off occasionally to write the music down.  There is a 

musical box in the shape of a barrel organ beside the bed. 

Mysteriously, it plays as  CHRISTINE

wakes up. The music keeps her in a half-trance)

CHRISTINE

I remember

there was mist . . .

swirling mist

upon a vast, glassy lake . . .

There were candles

all around

and on the lake there

was a boat,

and in the boat

there was a man . . .

(She rises and approaches the PHANTOM who does not 

see her As she reaches for his mask, he turns, almost 

catching her.  This happens several times)

Who was that shape

in the shadows?

Whose is the face

in the mask?

(She finally succeeds in tearing the mask from his face.  

The PHANTOM springs up and rounds on her furiously.  

She clearly sees his face. The audience does not, as he is

standing in profile and in shadow)

PHANTOM

Damn you!

You little prying

Pandora!

You little demon -

is this what you wanted to see?

Curse you!

You little Iying

Delilah!

You little viper!

now you cannot ever be free!

Damn you . . .

Curse you . . .

(a pause)

Stranger

than you dreamt it -

can you even

dare to look

or bear to

think of me:

this loathsome

gargoyle, who

burns in hell, but secretly

yearns for heaven,

secretly . . .

secretly . . .

But, Christine . . .

Fear can

Turn to love - you'll

learn to see, to

find the man

behind the

monster: this . . .

repulsive

carcass, who

seems a beast, but secretly

dreams of beauty,

secretly . . .

secretly . . .

Oh, Christine . . .

(He holds out his hand to the mask, which she gives to 

him.  He puts it on, turning towards the audience as he 

sings):

Come we must return -

those two fools

who run my theatre

will be missing you.

(The lair sinks into the floor as the PHANTOM and 

CHRISTINE leave)