phantom of the opera

Chapter 6

At the cemetery

The Phantom: Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidance.

Lily: Angel or father? Friend of phantom? Who is it there staring?

The Phantom: Have you forgotten your Angel?

Lily: Angel, oh speak, what endless longings, echo in this whisper?

The Phantom: Too long you've wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze.

Lily: Wildly my mind beats against you...

The Phantom: You resist...

The Phantom and Lily: Yet/but your/the soul obeys... Angel of Music, you/I denied me/you. Turning from true beauty! Angel of Music, do not shun me/my protector come to your/me, strange Angel!

The Phantom: I am your Angel of Music...

The Phantom: Come to me, Angel of Music...

Raoul: No! Lily, wait!

Lily: Raoul!

Raoul: Whatever you believe, this man - this thing - is not your father!

the phantom came out and they fighting.

Lily: No Raoul! No, not like this...

The Phantom: Now, let it be war upon you both!

They left and went back.

Raoul: We have all been blind, and yet the answer is staring us in the face! This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend.

Firmin: We’re listening!

Andre: Go on!

Raoul: We... shall play his game, perform his work but remember we hold the ace! For if Miss Daaé sings, he is certain to attend.

Andre: We are certain the doors are barred!

Firmin: We are certain the police are there!

Raoul: We are certain they’re armed!

Raoul, Firmin and Andre: The curtain falls... his reign will end!

In a room with candles

Lily: Raoul, I’m frightened. Don’t make me do this. It scares me. Don’t put me through this ordeal by fire. He’ll take me, I know... We’ll be parted forever. He won’t let me go. What I once used to dream, I now dread. If he finds me, it won't ever end. And he'll always be there, singing songs in my head... He'll always be there, singing songs in my head...

Raoul: You said yourself, he was nothing but a man. Yet while he lives, he will haunt us 'til we're dead.

Lily: Twisted every way, what answer can I give? Am I to risk my life to win the chance to live? Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice? Do I become his prey? Do I have any choice? He kills without a thought, he murders all that's good. I know I can't refuse, and yet, I wish I could. Oh God, if I agree, what horrors wait for me in this, the Phantom’s Opera?

Raoul: Lily, Lily, don't think that I don't care, but every hope and every prayer rests on you now.

Down in phantom lair

The Phantom: Seal my fate tonight. I hate to have to cut the fun short, but the joke's wearing thin. Let the audience in-

The Phantom: Let my opera begin!

On set of Don juan the triumphant

Chorus: Here the sire may serve the dam, here the master takes his meat! Here the sacrificial lamb, utters 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!

Piangi: Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan!

Passarino: Your young guest believes I'm you - I, the master, you, the man.

Piangi: 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!

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

Passarino: Poor thing hasn't got a chance!

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

Piangi left and the Phantom use his lasso, Lily comes out.

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

Passarino: Master?

The Phantom: Passarino - go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey...

Lily knows it is the phantom

The Phantom: You have come here, in pursuit of your deepest urge. In pursuit of that wish which 'til now has been silent... Silent... I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge. In your mind you've already succumbed to me. Dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me. Now you are here with me. No second thoughts. You've decided... Decided... Past the point of no return. No backward glances, Our games of make-believe are at an end. Past all thought of if or when, No use resisting, abandon thought and let the dream descend! What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desires unlock its door? What sweet seductions lie before us? Past the point of no return. The final threshold. What warm unspoken secrets will we learn beyond the point of no return?

Lily: You have brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment where speech disappears into silence... silence... I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why, In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining, defenseless and silent, and now I am here with you: no second thoughts. I’ve decided... Decided... Past the point of no return, no going back now. Our passion play has now at last begun. Past all thought of right or wrong. One final question: how long should we two wait before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames at last consume us?

The Phantom and Lily: Past the point of no return. The final threshold! The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn! We've passed the point of no return.

The Phantom: Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime. Lead me, save me from my solitude. Say you'll want me with you here beside you. Anywhere you go, let me go too. Lily, that's all I ask of-

Lily took of his mask and The phantom take her to his lair. the opera house is in flames.

Carlotta: Piangi, my love! 

Andre: Oh my God!

Firmin: We're ruined, André - ruined!

Raoul: Where did he take her?!

Madame Giry: Come with me, monsieur! I will take you to him! But remember: keep your hand at the level of your eyes!

Meg: I’ll come with you!

Madame Giry: No Meg, no you must stay here! Come with me, monsieur, come with me!

Meg: No!