CHRISTINE He'll kill you! His eyes will find us 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