| GUSTAVE:
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| Ooh… ooh…ooh…ooh…
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| CHRISTINE:
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| Gustave, could you hand me those earrings? |
| The diamond ones on the left.
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| There, how do I look?
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| GUSTAVE:
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| You look so beautiful
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| So very beautiful
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| Like a queen in a book
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| CHRISTINE:
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| You too are beautiful
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| So very beautiful
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| Once this performance is through
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| We’ll spend some time
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| Just us two
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| Won’t that be fun?
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| GUSTAVE:
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| (Father! Doesn’t Mother look lovely tonight?)
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| RAOUL:
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| (Indeed she does. As lovely as she looked the very first time I came to her
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| dressing room door.)
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (And look at you, Raoul! You look just like that handsome boy in the opera box.
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| The one who would always toss me a single red rose.)
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| RAOUL:
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| Please, Gustave, if you don’t mind
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| Would you wait outside a while?
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| GUSTAVE:
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| (May I go exploring? By myself?)
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| CHRISTINE:
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| Yes, but stay backstage my dear
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| When I’m finished, meet me here
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| GUSTAVE:
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| (I will.)
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| RAOUL:
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| Since our wedding day
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| Things have gone astray
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (Raoul…)
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| RAOUL:
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| I’m not proud of the way that I’ve acted
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (We've both been…)
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| RAOUL:
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| The demands I’ve made
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| All the hopes mislaid
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| I’m aware of the price they’ve exacted
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| Though I’ve no right to ask you to
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| There’s one thing more I’d have you do
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| If you love me as I love you
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (Anything, darling.)
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| RAOUL:
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| Don’t sing the song, dear
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (What? But Raoul…)
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| RAOUL:
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| You have to know something’s terribly wrong, dear
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| CHRISTINE:
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| But I have to do this
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| It’s what we agreed to
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| RAOUL:
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| That hell spawn demon
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| He’s had us playing his game all along, dear
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| CHRISTINE:
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| Let me just get through this
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| Listen, please. |
| I need to
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| RAOUL:
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| You need so much, it’s true
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| And I’ve denied you
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| You need the man you knew
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| Back here beside you
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| You’ll have him back, I vow
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| Just ask it of me
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| But we must leave here now
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| If you still love me
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| CHRISTINE:
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| (Do you mean it, Raoul? Truly?)
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| RAOUL:
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| (I've booked a passage for three to Cherbourg on the Atlantic Queen.
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| It leaves in an hour, we’ll have just enough time. |
| I beg you. |
| Let’s be on it,
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| for both our sakes. |
| And the child’s.)
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| Leave this place behind
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| PHANTOM:
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| He knows his love is not enough
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| He knows he isn’t what you need
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| He knows you’re made of finer stuff
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| I think on that, we’re all agreed
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| It’s time to leave him in the dust
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| It’s time to be who you should be
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| It’s time to do now as you must
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| And set the music in you free
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| In moments, mere moments
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| Drums will roll
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| There you’ll stand
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| Just like before
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| The crowd will hush
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| And then in one sweet rush
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| I will hear you sing once more
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| And music, our music
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| Will swell and then unwind
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| Like two strands of melody
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| At last entwined
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| Fulfill us, complete us
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| Make us full
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| Seal our bond forever more
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| Tonight, for me
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| Embrace your destiny
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| Let me hear you sing
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| Once more!
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| STAGEHAND:
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| (Miss Daaé, it’s time.)
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| CHRISTINE:
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| Twisted in every way
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| What answer can I give?
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| I know I can’t refuse
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| And yet, I wish I could
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| Oh, god
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| RAOUL:
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| (offstage)
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| Christine, Christine
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| Don’t think that I don’t care
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| PHANTOM:
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| But every hope and every prayer
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| Rests on you now |