Phantom Of The Opera

All I Ask Of You

by N/A

No more talk of darkness,
forget these wide-eyed fears;
I'm here, nothing can harm you,
my words will warm and calm you.
Let me be your freedom,
let daylight dry your tears;
I'm here, with you, beside you,
to guard you and to guide you.

Christine
Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;
turn my head with talk of summertime.
Say you need me with you now and always;
promise me that all you say is true,
that's all I ask of you.

Raoul
Let me be your shelter,
let me be your light;
you're safe, no one will find you,
your fears are far behind you.

Christine
All I want is freedom,
a world with no more night;
and you, always beside me,
to hold me and to hide me.

Raoul
Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;
let me lead you from you solitude.
Say you need me with you, here beside you,
anywhere you go, let me go too,
that's all I ask of you.

Christine
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.
Say the word and I will follow you.

Together
Share each day with me, each night, each morning.

Christine
Say you love me...

Raoul
You know I do.

Together
Love me, that's all I ask of you.

Anywhere you go let me go too

Love me...
that's all I ask of you.

Angel Of Music

by N/A

PHANTOM'S VOICE
Brava, brava, bravissima. . .

MEG
Christine, Christine

PHANTOM'S VOICE
Christine

MEG
Where in the world
have you been hiding?
Really, you were
perfect!
I only wish
I knew your secret!
Who is your great
tutor?

CHRISTINE (gazing trance-like around the Chapelle)
Father once spoke
of an angel . . .
I used to dream he'd
appear . . .
Now as I sing,
I can sense him . . .
And I know
he's here . . .
Here in this room
he calls me softly . . .
somewhere inside . . .
hiding . . .
Somehow I know
he's always with me . . .
he - the unseen
genius . . .

MEG
Christine, you must have
been dreaming . . .
stories like this can't
come true . . .
Christine, you're talking
in riddles . . .
and it's not
like you . . .

CHRISTINE
Angel of Music!
Guide
and guardian!
Grant to me your
glory!

MEG (to herself)
Who is this angel?
This . . .

BOTH
Angel of Music!
Hide no longer!
Secret and strange
angel . . .

CHRISTINE
He's with me, even now . . .

MEG
Your hands are cold . . .

CHRISTINE
All around me . . .

MEG
Your face, Christine,
it's white . . .

CHRISTINE
It frightens me . . .

MEG
Don't be frightened . . .

Don Juan

by Andrew Lloyd Webber

CHORUS:
Here the sire may serve the dam,
Here the master takes his meat!
Here the sacrificial lamb butters one despairing bleat!


CARLOTTA AND CHORUS:


Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
You will have to pay the bill, tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that,
When tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs once again!


DON JUAN:


Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan.
PASSARINO:
Your young guest believes I'm you. I, the master, you, the man.
DON JUAN:


When you met you wore my cloak, she could not have seen your face.
She believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place!
Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine.
When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine


PASSARINO:

You come home! I use your voice, slam the door like crack of doom!

DON JUAN:

I shall say, "come hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of course, my room!"

PASSARINO:

Poor thing hasn't got a chance!

DON JUAN:

Here's my hat, my cloak and sword.
Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and laugh

AMINTA:

No thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy!
No dreams within her heart but dreams of love!

PASSARINO:

Master?

PHANTOM:

Passarino, go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey!

Down Once More / Track Down This Murderer

by Andrew Lloyd Webber

PHANTOM:
Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!
Down that path into darkness deep as hell!
Why, you ask, was I bound and chained to this cold and dismal place?
Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face!

MOB:
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
Track down this murderer! He must be found!

PHANTOM:
Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere!
Christine... Why, why?

GIRY:
Your hand at the level of your eyes!

RAOUL:
...At the level of your eyes...

MOB:
Your hand at the level of your eyes!

GIRY:
This is as far as I dare go.

RAOUL:
Thank you.

CHRISTINE:
Have you gorged yourself at last, in your lust for blood?
Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?

PHANTOM:
That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood
Has also denied me the joys of the flesh
This face, the infection which poisons our love
This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing
A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing
Pity comes too late, turn around and face your fate
An eternity of this before your eyes!

CHRISTINE:
This haunted face holds no horror for me now
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies

PHANTOM:
Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest!
Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight!
I had rather hoped that you would come
And now my wish comes true, you have truly made my night!

RAOUL:
Free her! Do what you like, only free her!
Have you no pity?

PHANTOM:
Your lover makes a passionate plea!

CHRISTINE:
Please, Raoul, it's useless

RAOUL:
I love her! Does that mean nothing?

PHANTOM:
The world showed no compassion to me!

RAOUL:
Christine, Christine... Let me see her

PHANTOM:
Be my guest, sir
Monsieur, I bid you welcome!
Did you think that I would harm her?
Why should I make her pay for the sins which are yours?
Order your fine horses now!
Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes!
Nothing can save you now except perhaps Christine
Start a new life with me
Buy his freedom with your love!
Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death!
This is the choice
This is the point of no return!

CHRISTINE:
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate
Grow cold, and turn to tears of hate...

RAOUL:
Christine, forgive me, please forgive me
I did it all for you, and all for nothing

CHRISTINE:
Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend
We had such hopes, but now these hopes lie murdered

PHANTOM:
Too late for turning back, too late for prayers and useless pity

RAOUL:
Say you love him, and my life is over!

PHANTOM:
Past all hope of cries for help, no point in fighting
RAOUL:
Either way you choose, he has to win!

PHANTOM:
For either way you choose, you cannot win!
So, do you end your days with me, or do you send him to his grave?

RAOUL:
Why make her lie to you, to save me?

CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music...
PHANTOM:
Past the point of no return
RAOUL:
For pity's sake, Christine, say no!

CHRISTINE:
...why this torment?

PHANTOM:
...the final threshold...

RAOUL:
Don't throw your life away for my sake

CHRISTINE:
Why do you curse mercy?

PHANTOM:
His life is now the prize which you must earn!

RAOUL:
I fought so hard to free you

CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music...

PHANTOM:
You've passed the point of no return

CHRISTINE:
...you deceived me. I gave you my mind blindly

PHANTOM:
You try my patience, make your choice!

CHRISTINE:
Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known?
God, give me courage to show you you are not alone...

MOB:
Track down this murderer - he must be found!
Who is this monster, this murdering beast?
Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground!
Revenge for Piangi! Revenge for Buquet!
Too long he's preyed on us but know we know
The Phantom of the Opera is there, deep down below

PHANTOM:
Take her… Forget me… Forget all of this… Leave me alone… Forget all you've seen…
Go now… don't let them find you! Take the boat… Swear to me never to tell
The secret you know of the angel in hell! Go… Go now, go now and leave me!
Masquerade… Paper faces on parade
Masquerade… Hide your face, so the world will never find you...
Christine, I love you...

CHRISTINE:
Say you'll share with me, one love, one lifetime

RAOUL:
Say the word and I will follow you...

CHRISTINE:
Share each day with me each night, each morning...

PHANTOM:
You alone can make my song take flight
It's over now, the music of the night...

Prima Donna

by Andrew Lloyd Webber

ANDRE
Your public needs you!
FIRMIN
We need you, too!
CARLOTTA
Would you not
rather have your
precious little
ingenue?
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Signora, no!
the world wants you!
ANDRE/FIRMIN
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!
BOTH
Prima donna,
enchant us once again!
ANDRE
Think of your muse . . .
FIRMIN
And of the queues
round the theatre!
BOTH
Can you deny us the triumph
in store?
Sing, prima donna, once more!
RAOUL
Christine spoke of an angel . . .
CARLOTTA
Prima donna
your song shall live again!
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Think of your public!
CARLOTTA
You took a snub
but there's a public
who needs you!
GIRY
She has heard the voice
of the angel of music . . .
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Those who hear your voice
liken you to an angel!
CARLOTTA
Think of their cry
of undying
support !
RAOUL
Is this her angel of music . . .?
ANDRE
We get our opera . . .
FIRMIN
She gets her limelight!
CARLOTTA
Follow where the limelight
leads you!
MEG
Is this ghost
an angel or a madman . . .?
RAOUL
Angel or madman . . .?
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Leading ladies are a trial!
GIRY
Heaven help you,
those who doubt . . .
CARLOTTA
You'll sing again,
and to unending
ovation!
RAOUL
Orders! Warnings!
Lunatic demands!
GIRY
This miscasting
will invite damnation . . .
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Tears . . . oaths . . .
Iunatic demands
are regular occurrences!
MEG
Bliss or damnation?
Which has claimed her . . .?
CARLOTTA
Think how you'll shine
in that final encore!
Sing, prima donna,
once more!
GIRY
Oh fools, to have flouted his warnings!
RAOUL
Surely, for her sake . . .
MEG
Surely he'll strike back . . .
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Surely there'll be further scenes -
worse than this!
GIRY
Think, before
these demands are rejected!
RAOUL
. . .I must see
these demands are rejected!
MEG
. . . if his threats
and demands are rejected!
ANDRE/FIRMIN
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!
MEG/RAOUL
Christine must be protected!
CARLOTTA
O, fortunata!
Non ancor
abbandonata!
ANDRE/FIRMIN
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!
RAOUL
His game is over!
GIRY
This is a game
you cannot hope to win!
RAOUL
And in Box Five
a new game will begin . . .
GIRY
For, if his curse is on this opera . . .
MEG
But if his curse is on this opera . . .
ANDRE/FIRMIN
Prima donna
the world is at your feet!
A nation waits,
and how it hates
to be cheated!
CARLOTTA
The stress that falls upon a
famous prima donna!
Terrible diseases,
coughs and colds and sneezes!
Still, the dryest throat
will reach the highest note,
in search of perfect
opera!
MEG/GIRY
. . . then I fear the outcome . . .
RAOUL
Christine plays the Pageboy,
Carlotta plays the Countess . . .
GIRY
. . . should you dare to . .
MEG
. . . when you once again . . .
ALL
Light up the stage
with that age old
rapport!
Sing, prima donna,
once more!
PHANTOM'S VOICE
So, it is to be war between us! If these demands are not
met, a disaster beyond your imagination will occur!
ALL
Once more!

Think Of Me

by N/A

Think of me
think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me
once in a while -
please promise me
you'll try.

FIRMIN
Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.

ANDRE
Don't fret, Firmin.

CHRISTINE
When you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back
and be free -
if you
ever find
a moment,
spare a thought
for me

(Transformation to the Gala. CHRISTINE is
revealed in full costume)


We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but if
you can still
remember
stop and think
of me . . .

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and
resigned.

Imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you
from my mind.

Recall those days
look back
on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do -
there will
never be
a day, when
I won't think
of you . .

(Applause, bravos. Prominent among the bravos, those
of the young RAOUL in the MANAGERS' box)

RAOUL
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?

Bravo!

(he raises his opera-glasses)

What a change!
You're really
not a bit
the gawkish girl
that once you were...

(lowering his opera-glasses)

She may
not remember
me, but
I remember
her...

CHRISTINE
We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but please
promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me!