The PHANTOM'S SONG --"The Music of the Night"

(In LABYRINTH UNDERGROUND, where he has brought Christine, the PHANTOM--Orpheus-like--sits at

the organ and takes over the accompaniment.)

I have brought you

to the seat of sweet

music's throne . . .

to this kingdom

where all must pay

homage to music . . .

music . . .

You have come here,

for one purpose,

and one alone . . .

Since the moment

I first heard you sing,

I have needed

you with me,

to serve me, to sing,

for my music . . .

my music . . .

(changing mood)

Night-time sharpens,

heightens each sensation . . .

Darkness stirs and

wakes imagination . . .

Silently the senses

abandon their defences . . .

Slowly, gently

night unfurls its splendour . . .

Grasp it, sense it -

tremulous and tender . . .

Turn your face away

from the garish light of day,

turn your thoughts away

from cold, unfeeling light -

and listen to

the music of the night . . .

Close your eyes

and surrender to your

darkest dreams!

Purge your thoughts

of the life

you knew before!

Close your eyes,

let your spirit

start to soar!

And you'll live

as you've never

lived before . . .

Softly, deftly,

music shall surround you . . .

Feel it, hear it,

closing in around you . . .

Open up your mind,

let your fantasies unwind,

in this darkness which

you know you cannot fight -

the darkness of

the music of the night . . .

Let your mind

start a journey through a

strange new world!

Leave all thoughts

of the world

you knew before!

Let your soul

Take you where you

long to be !

Only then

can you belong

to me . . .

Floating, falling,

sweet intoxication!

Touch me, trust me

savour each sensation!

Let the dream begin,

let your darker side give in

to the power of the music that I write -

the power of the music of the night . . .

You alone can make my song take flight -

help me make the music of the night . . .

THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA (Excerpts)

ACT 1

Scene 2

AFTER THE GALA

CHRISTINE (abstracted, entering the dressing room)

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 . . .

(trance-like)

Here in this room

he calls me softly . . .

somewhere inside . . .

hiding . . .

Somehow I know

he's always with me . . .

he - the unseen

genius . . .

CHRISTINE (not hearing her, ecstatic)

Angel of Music!

Guide

and guardian!

Grant to me your

glory!

BOTH

Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Secret and strange

angel . . .

CHRISTINE (darkly)

He's with me, even now . . .

CHRISTINE;

All around me . . .

Scene 3

CHRISTINE'S DRESSING ROOM

CHRISTINE

No, what I love best

is when I'm asleep in my bed,

and the Angel of Music sings songs in my

head!

BOTH

. . the Angel of Music sings song in my

head!

CHRISTINE (turning in her chair to look at him)

Father said, "When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the

Angel of Music to you". Well, father is dead, Raoul, and

I have been visited by the Angel of Music….

CHRISTINE (spell-bound)

Angel! I hear you!

Speak -

I listen . . .

stay by my side,

guide me!

Angel, my soul was weak -

forgive me . . .

enter at last,

Master!

PHANTOM'S VOICE

Flattering child,

you shall know me,

see why in shadow

I hide!

Look at your face

in the mirror -

I am there

inside!

(The figure of the PHANTOM becomes discernible

behind the mirror)

CHRISTINE (ecstatic)

Angel of Music!

Guide and guardian!

Grant to me your

glory!

Angel of Music!

Hide no longer!

Come to me, strange

angel...

PHANTOM"S VOICE

I am your Angel ...

Come to me: Angel of Music ...

(CHRISTINE walks towards the glowing,

shimmering glass. Inside the room the mirror opens. Behind it, in

an inferno of white light, stands the PHANTOM.

He reaches forward and takes CHRISTINE firmly,

but not fiercely, by the wrist. His touch is cold,

and CHRISTINE gasps)

PHANTOM

I am your Angel of Music . . .

Come to me: Angel of Music . . .

(CHRISTINE disappears through the mirror,

which closes behind her.)

Scene 4

THE LABYRINTH UNDERGROUND

(The PHANTOM and CHRISTINE take their

strange journey to the PHANTOM'S lair. Candles

rise from the stage. We see CHRISTINE and the

PHANTOM in a boat which moves slowly across

the misty waters of the underground lake)

CHRISTINE

In sleep

he sang to me,

in dreams

he came . . .

that voice

which calls to me

and speaks

my name . . .

And do

I dream again?

For now

I find

the Phantom of the Opera

is there -

inside my mind . . .

PHANTOM

Sing once

again with me

our strange

duet . . .

My power

over you

grows stronger

yet . . .

And though

you turn from me,

to glance

behind,

the Phantom of the Opera

is there -

inside your mind . . .

CHRISTINE

Those who

have seen your face

draw back

in fear . . .

I am

the mask you wear . . .

PHANTOM

It's me

they hear . . .

BOTH

Your/my spirit

and your/my voice,

in one

combined:

the Phantom of the Opera

is there

inside your/my mind . . .

OFFSTAGE VOICES

He's there,

the Phantom of the Opera . . .

Beware

the Phantom of the Opera . . .

PHANTOM

In all

your fantasies,

you always

knew

that man

and mystery . . .

CHRISTINE

. . . were both

in you . . .

BOTH

And in

this labyrinth,

where night

is blind,

the Phantom of the Opera

is there/here

inside your/my mind . . .

Sing, my Angel of Music!

CHRISTINE

He's there,

the Phantom of the Opera . . .

(She begins to vocalise strangely, her song becoming

more and more extravagant.)

Scene 5

BEYOND THE LAKE THE NEXT MORNING

(Finally they arrive in the PHANTOM'S lair. Downstage

the candles in the lake lift up revealing giant

candelabrums outlining the space. The boat turns into a

bed. There is a huge pipe organ. The PHANTOM sits at

the organ and takes over the accompaniment)

PHANTOM

I have brought you

to the seat of sweet

music's throne . . .

to this kingdom

where all must pay

homage to music . . .

music . . .

You have come here,

for one purpose,

and one alone . . .

Since the moment

I first heard you sing,

I have needed

you with me,

to serve me, to sing,

for my music . . .

my music . . .

(changing mood)

Night-time sharpens,

heightens each sensation . . .

Darkness stirs and

wakes imagination . . .

Silently the senses

abandon their defences . . .

Slowly, gently

night unfurls its splendour . . .

Grasp it, sense it -

tremulous and tender . . .

Turn your face away

from the garish light of day,

turn your thoughts away

from cold, unfeeling light -

and listen to

the music of the night . . .

Close your eyes

and surrender to your

darkest dreams!

Purge your thoughts

of the life

you knew before!

Close your eyes,

let your spirit

start to soar!

And you'll live

as you've never

lived before . . .

Softly, deftly,

music shall surround you . . .

Feel it, hear it,

closing in around you . . .

Open up your mind,

let your fantasies unwind,

in this darkness which

you know you cannot fight -

the darkness of

the music of the night . . .

Let your mind

start a journey through a

strange new world!

Leave all thoughts

of the world

you knew before!

Let your soul

Take you where you

long to be !

Only then

can you belong

to me . . .

Floating, falling,

sweet intoxication!

Touch me, trust me

savour each sensation!

Let the dream begin,

let your darker side give in

to the power of the music that I write -

the power of the music of the night . . .

You alone can make my song take flight -

help me make the music of the night . . .

Scene 8

THE MANAGERS' OFFICE

GIRY (referring to CHRISTINE)

She has heard the voice

of the angel of music . . .

ANDRE/FIRMIN (to CARLOTTA)

Those who hear your voice

liken you to an angel!

MEG

Is this ghost

an angel or a madman . . .?

RAOUL

Angel or madman . . .?

Scene 10

THE ROOF OF THE OPERA HOUSE

CHRISTINE & RAOUL

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 . . .

ACT 2

Scene 5

A GRAVEYARD

(The PHANTOM emerges from behind the cross)

PHANTOM (very soft and enticing)

Wandering child . . .

so lost . . .

so helpless . . .

yearning for my

guidance . . .

(Bewildered, CHRISTINE looks up, and murmurs

breathlessly):

CHRISTINE

Angel . . . or father . . .

friend . . . or

Phantom . . . ?

Who is it there,

staring . . . ?

PHANTOM (more and more hypnotic)

Have you

forgotten your Angel . . .?

CHRISTINE

Angel . . . oh, speak . . .

What endless

longings

echo in this

whisper . . .!

(CHRISTINE moves towards the figure of the

PHANTOM)

PHANTOM (beckoning her)

I am your Angel of Music . . .

Come to me: Angel of Music . . .

Scene 9

BEYOND THE LAKE

MOB

Some:

Track down this

murderer -

he must be found!

Hunt out this

animal,

who runs to ground!

Too long he's

preyed on us -

but now we know:

the Phantom of the Opera

is there

deep down below . .

Others:

Who is this monster,

this murdering beast?

Revenge for Piangi!

Revenge for Buquet!

This creature

must never go free . . .

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 - leave me here - go now,

don't wait . . .

Just take her and go - before it's too late . . .

Go . . .

Go now - go now and leave me!

(RAOUL and CHRISTINE move off towards the boat.

The PHANTOM looks mockingly at his mask. The

musical box starts up magically, and he listens to it)

Masquerade . . .

Paper faces on parade . . .

Masquerade . . .

Hide your face

so the world will

never find you . . .

(CHRISTINE re-enters and walks slowly towards him.

She takes off her ring and gives it to the PHANTOM)

PHANTOM

Christine, I love you . . .

(She hurries off The PHANTOM puts the ring on his

finger)

PHANTOM (looking after her)

You alone

can make my song take flight -

it's over now, the music of the night . . .

(The PHANTOM walks slowly towards the throne. He

takes his place on it, sitting on his cloak.

The MOB including MEG, appears above, climbing

down the portcullis. As the MOB enters the lair, the

PHANTOM wraps his cloak around himself and

disappears.)