CHRISTINE
He'll kill me!
His eyes will find you there!
RAOUL
Christine, don't say that.
CHRISTINE
Those eyes that burn!
RAOUL
Don't even think it
CHRISTINE
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
BOTH
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/there
inside my/your mind...
RAOUL
There is no Phantom of the Opera...
CHRISTINE
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...
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