Scene 10
THE ROOF OF THE OPERA HOUSE
 
(A statue of 'La Victoire Ailee' - 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 . . .
 
CHRlSTlNE
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 . . .
 
RAOUL
My God, who is this man . . .
 
CHRISTINE
. . . who hunts to kill . . .?
 
RAOUL
. . . this mask of death . . .?
 
CHRISTINE
I can't escape from him . . .
 
RAOUL
Whose is this voice you hear . . .
 
CHRISTINE
. . .I never will!
 
RAOUL
. . . with every 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 sadness
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?