The Phantom of the Opera2004

Christine:
[sung as Phantom leads her] 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.

The Phantom:
[sings as he leads Christine down the tunnels of the opera] 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.

[As they travel to the Phantom's lair with Christine on a horse and the Phantom leading it]

Christine:
Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear...

The Phantom:
It's me they hear...

Christine and the Phantom:
Your/my spirit and my/your voice in one combined. The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my/your mind.

Song:
The Phantom of the Opera...

Christine:
[as they near the Phantom’s lair on a boat] He's there, the Phantom of the Opera. [sings a high note]

The Phantom:
Sing, my Angel...

[Christine sings higher]

The Phantom:
Sing my Angel of Music, sing for me... sing... sing my Angel! Sing for me!

[The Phantom gets out the boat and turns to Christine]

The Phantom:
[sings] 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... Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation, darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night unfurls its splendor,

[takes Christine’s hand and leads her from boat]

The Phantom:
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 never lived before. Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it secretly possess you. Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind in this darkness that 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 life you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be! Only then can you belong to me....

[Gently pulls Christine to him]

The Phantom:
Floating, falling, sweet intoxication. Touch me, trust me, savor 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.

[Leads Christine to a statue of her in a wedding dress; Christine faints and the Phantom catches her. He picks her up and places her carefully on a couch]

The Phantom:
You alone can make my song take flight.

[pulls a thin covering around the couch]

The Phantom:
Help me make the music of the night...