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THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA: THE MOVIE LIBRETTO
PROLOGUE
AUCTIONEER:
Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you.
Lot 665, ladies and gentlemen, a papier-mache musical box, in the shape of a barrel-organ.
Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals.
This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order, ladies and gentlemen
PORTER:
Showing here.
AUCTIONEER:
May I commence at fifteen francs? Fifteen, thank you.
Yes, twenty from you, sir. Thank you very much.
Madame Giry... Twenty-five... Thank you, madame.
Twenty-five I'm bid.
Do I hear thirty? Thirty! And thirty-five?
Selling at thirty francs then. Thirty once... Thirty twice...
Sold, for thirty francs to the Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you, sir.
RAOUL:
A collector's piece indeed, every detail exactly as she said
Will you still play, when all the rest of us are dead?
AUCTIONEER:
Lot 666, then, a chandelier in pieces.
Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera,
A mystery never fully explained. We are told, ladies and gentlemen,
That this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster.
Our workshops have repaired it and wired parts of it for the new electric light,
Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of so many years ago with a little illumination, gentlemen?
OVERTURE
HANNIBAL
CARLOTTA:
This trophy from our saviours, from our saviours from the enslaving force of Rome!
GIRL'S CHORUS:
With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration,
We greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation!
MEN'S CHORUS:
The trumpets of Carthage resound! Hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to our step on the ground!
ALL:
Hear the drums, Hannibal comes!
PIANGI:
Sad to return to find the land we love threatened once more by Roma's far-reaching grasp
REYER:
Gentlemen, gentlemen...
LEFEVRE:
Rehearsals, as you see, are under way, for a new production of Chalumeau's "Hannibal".
REYER:
Monsieur Lefevre, I am rehearsing.
LEFEVRE:
Monsieur Reyer, Madame Giry, ladies and gentlemen,
Please if I could have your attention, thank you.
As you know, for some weeks there have been rumours of my imminent retirement.
I can now tell you that these were all true and it is my pleasure to introduce you to the two gentlemen
Who now own the Opera Populaire, Monsieur Richard Firmin and Monsieur Gilles Andre.
FIRMIN:
And we are deeply honoured to introduce our new patron, the Vicomte de Changy
RAOUL:
My parents and I are honoured to support all the arts especially the world renowned Opera Populaire
LEFEVRE:
Vicomte, Gentlemen, Signora Carlotta Giudicelli, our leading soprano for five seasons now.
And Signor Ubaldo Piangi.
RAOUL:
An honour, Signor. I believe I'm keeping you from your rehearsal.
I will be here this evening to share your great triumph. My apologies, monsieur.
REYER:
Thank you, Monsieur Le Vicomte. Once more if you please, signor.
CARLOTTA:
He loves me!
GIRY:
We take a particular pride here in the excellence of our ballets, monsieur
FIRMIN:
I see why, especially that little blonde angel.
GIRY:
My daughter, Meg Giry.
FIRMIN:
And that exceptional beauty? No relation, I trust.
GIRY:
Christine Daaé, promising talent, Monsieur Firmin, very promising.
FIRMIN:
Daaé, you say? No relation to the famous Swedish violinist?
GIRY:
His only child, orphan at 7, when she came to live and train in the ballet dormitory.
FIRMIN:
An orphan, you say!
CHORUS:
Bid welcome to Hannibal's guests, the elephants of Carthage!
As guides on our conquering quests, Dido sends Hannibal's friends!
CHORUS WITH CARLOTTA AND PIANGI:
The trumpeting elephants sound, hear, Romans, now and tremble!
Hark to their step on the ground, hear the drums! Hannibal comes!
ANDRE:
Mosieur Reyer, isn't there a rather marvelous aria for Elissa in Act Three of "Hannibal"?
Perhaps if Signora...
CARLOTTA:
Yes...Yes...Monsieur Reyer?
REYER:
If my diva commands.
CARLOTTA:
Yes I do.
THINK OF ME
CARLOTTA:
Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
MEG:
He's here! The Phantom of the Opera!
LEFEVRE:
Signora! Are you all right? Buquet! For God's sake, man, what's going on up there?
BUQUET:
Please monsieur don't look at me. As God's my witness,I was not at my post.
Please monsieur, there's no one there and if there is, well then, it must be a ghost!
ANDRE:
Signora, these things do happen!
CARLOTTA:
For the past three years, these things do happen and did you stop them from happening? No!
And you two, you're as bad as him. These things do happen! Until you stop these things happening,
This thing does not happen! Ubaldo! Andiamo!
PIANGI:
Amateurs!
LEFEVRE:
Gentlemen, Good luck. If you need me, I shall be in Australia.
GIRY:
I have a message, sir, from the Opera Ghost.
FIRMIN:
Oh God in Heaven, you're all obsessed!
GIRY:
He welcomes you to his opera house.
FIRMIN:
His opera house?
GIRY:
And commands you to continue to leave Box Five empty for his use
And reminds you that his salary is due.
FIRMIN:
His salary?
GIRY:
Monsieur Lefevre paid him twenty thousand francs a month.
FIRMIN:
Twenty thousand francs!
GIRY:
Perhaps you can afford more, with the Vicomte de Chagny as your patron.
FIRMIN:
Madame, I had hoped to have made that announcement public tonight
when the Vicomte was to join us for the gala but obviously we shall now have to cancel,
as it appears that we have lost our star. A full house, Andre, we shall have to refund a full house.
GIRY:
Christine Daaé could sing it, sir.
FIRMIN:
What, a chorus girl?
GIRY:
Let her sing for you monsieur. She has been well taught!
FIRMIN:
Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.
ANDRE:
She's very pretty.
CHRISTINE:
Think of me, think of me fondly, when we've said goodbye
Remember me once in a while please promise me you'll try
When you find that once again you long to take your heart back and be free
If you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me...
We never said our love was evergreen or as unchanging as the sea
But if you can still remember, stop and think of meNo more ghosts!
Here's a health!
Here's a toast to a prosperous year!
To our friends who are here!
And may its splendour never fade!
Three months!
What a joy!
What a change!
What a blessed release!
And what a masquerade!
CHRISTINE:
Think of it! A secret engagement! Look, your future bride! Just think of it!
RAOUL:
But why is it secret? What have we to hide? You promised me.
CHRISTINE:
No, Raoul. Please don't, they'll see.
RAOUL:
Well then let them see. It's an engagement, not a crime!
Christine, What are you afraid of?
CHRISTINE:
Let's not argue...
RAOUL:
Let's not argue...
CHRISTINE:
Please pretend...
RAOUL:
I can only hope I'll...
CHRISTINE:
You will...
BOTH:
...understand in time
ALL:
Masquerade! Paper faces on parade!
Masquerade! Hide your face, so the world will never find you!
Masquerade! Every face a different shade!
Masquerade! Look around, there's another mask behind you!
Masquerade! Burning glances! turning heads
Masquerade! Stop and stare at the sea of smiles around you!
Masquerade! Grinning yellows, spinning reds
Masquerade! Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you!WHY SO SILENT
PHANTOM:
Why so silent, good monsieurs? Did you think that I had left you for good?
Have you missed me, good monsieurs? I have written you an opera!
Here I bring the finished score, Don Juan Triumphant!
Fondest greetings to you all! A few instructions just before rehearsal starts
Carlotta must be taught to act, not her normal trick of strutting round the stage
Our Don Juan must lose some weight, it's not healthy in a man of Piangi's age
And my managers must learn that their place is in an office, not the arts
As for our star, Miss Christine Daaé...
No doubt she'll do her best. It's true her voice is good
She knows, though, should she wish to excel she has much still to learn,
If pride will let her return to me, her teacher, her teacher...
Your chains are still mine! You belong to me!MADAME GIRY'S TALE/THE FAIRGROUND
RAOUL:
Madame Giry. Wait!
GIRY:
Please, Monsieur, I don't know more than anyone else.
RAOUL:
That's not true.
GIRY:
Monsieur, don't ask. There have been too many accidents.
RAOUL:
Accidents?! Please, Madame Giry, for all our sakes.
GIRY:
Very well. It was years ago. There was a travelling fair in the city, Gypsies.
I was very young, studying to be a ballerina, one of many living in the dormitory of the opera house.
I hid him from the world and its cruelties. He has known nothing else of life since then.
As if this opera house, it was his playground and, now, his artistic domain.
He's a genius. He's an architect and designer. He's a composer and a magician. A genius, monsieur.
RAOUL:
Clearly, Madame Giry, genius has turned to madness.JOURNEY TO THE CEMETERY
CHRISTINE:
To my father's grave, please.
In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came
That voice which calls to me and speaks my name...
Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing
Her Father promised her that he would send her the Angel of Music
Her father promised her… Her father promised her...WISHING YOU WERE SOMEHOW HERE AGAIN
CHRISTINE:
You were once my one companion. You were all that mattered
You were once a friend and father then my world was shattered
Wishing you were somehow here again, wishing you were somehow near
Sometimes it seemed, if I just dreamed, somehow you would be here
Wishing I could hear your voice again, knowing that I never would
Dreaming of you won't help me to do all that you dreamed I could...
Passing bells and sculpted angels, cold and monumental
Seem, for you, the wrong companions, you were warm and gentle...
Too many years fighting back tears...
Why can't the past just die?
Wishing you were somehow here again, knowing we must say goodbye
Try to forgive, teach me to live, give me the strength to try!
No more memories, no more silent tears
No more gazing across the wasted years
Help me say goodbye. Help me say goodbye!WANDERING CHILD
PHANTOM:
Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidance
CHRISTINE:
Angel or father? Friend or phantom? Who is it there, staring?
PHANTOM:
Have you forgotten your Angel?
CHRISTINE:
Angel, oh, speak! What endless longings echo in this whisper!
PHANTOM:
Too long you've wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze
CHRISTINE:
Wildly my mind beats against you...
PHANTOM:
You resist...
BOTH:
...Yet the (your) soul obeys
PHANTOM:
Angel of Music! You denied me, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music! Do not shun me! Come to your strange Angel!
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music! I denied you, turning from true beauty
Angel of Music! My protector! Come to me, strange Angel!
PHANTOM:
I am your Angel of Music…
Come to me, Angel of Music...
RAOUL:
No, Christine! Wait!
CHRISTINE:
Raoul!
RAOUL:
Whatever you may believe, this man, this thing is not your father!THE SWORDFIGHT
CHRISTINE:
No, Raoul! No, not like this.
PHANTOM:
Now let it be war upon you both!WE HAVE ALL BEEN BLIND
RAOUL:
We have all been blind and yet the answer is staring us in the face
This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend
ANDRE:
We're listening
FIRMIN:
Go on.
RAOUL:
We shall play his game, perform his work, but remember we hold the ace
For if Miss Daaé sings, he is certain to attend
ANDRE:
We make certain the doors are barred
FIRMIN:
We make certain the police are there
RAOUL:
We are certain they're armed
RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:
The curtain falls, his reign will end!
CHRISTINE:
Raoul, I'm frightened, don't make me do this
It scares me, don't put me through this ordeal by fire
He'll take me, I know. We'll be parted for ever. He won't let me go
What I once used to dream I now dread. If he finds me, it won't ever end
And he'll always be there, singing songs in my head
He'll always be there, singing songs in my head...
RAOUL:
You said yourself he was nothing but a man
Yet while he lives, he will haunt us till we're dead
CHRISTINE:
Twisted every way, what answer can I give?
Am I to risk my life to win the chance to live?
Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice?
Do I become his prey? Do I have any choice?
He kills without a thought, he murders all that's good
I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could. Oh God, if I agree,
What horrors wait for me in this, the Phantom's opera?
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, don't think that I don't care
But every hope and every prayer rests on you now
PHANTOM'S VOICE:
Seal my fate tonight. I hate to have to cut the fun short
But the joke's wearing thin, let the audience in, let my opera begin!DON JUAN
CHORUS:
Here the sire may serve the dam,
Here the master takes his meat!
Here the sacrificial lamb butters one despairing bleat!
CARLOTTA AND CHORUS:
Poor young maiden! For the thrill on your tongue of stolen sweets
You will have to pay the bill, tangled in the winding sheets!
Serve the meal and serve the maid! Serve the master so that,
When tables, plans and maids are laid, Don Juan triumphs once again!
DON JUAN:
Passarino, faithful friend, once again recite the plan.
PASSARINO:
Your young guest believes I'm you. I, the master, you, the man.
DON JUAN:
When you met you wore my cloak, she could not have seen your face.
She believes she dines with me, in her master's borrowed place!
Furtively, we'll scoff and quaff, stealing what, in truth, is mine.
When it's late and modesty starts to mellow, with the wine
PASSARINO:
You come home! I use your voice, slam the door like crack of doom!
DON JUAN:
I shall say, "come hide with me! Where, oh, where? Of course, my room!"
PASSARINO:
Poor thing hasn't got a chance!
DON JUAN:
Here's my hat, my cloak and sword.
Conquest is assured, if I do not forget myself and laugh
AMINTA:
No thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy!
No dreams within her heart but dreams of love!
PASSARINO:
Master?
PHANTOM:
Passarino, go away, for the trap is set and waits for its prey!THE POINT OF NO RETURN
PHANTOM:
You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge,
In pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent...
I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge
In your mind you've already succumbed to me,
Dropped all defenses, completely succumbed to me
Now you are here with me, no second thoughts, you've decided, decided...
Past the point of no return, no backward glances
Our games of make believe are at an end
Past all thought of "if" and "when," no use resisting
Abandon thoughts, and let the dream descend
What raging fire shall flood the soul? What rich desire unlock its door?
What sweet seduction lies before us?
Past the point of no return, the final threshold
What warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?
Beyond the point of no return...
CHRISTINE:
You have brought me to that moment where words run dry,
To that moment where speech disappears into silence, silence...
I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why
In my mind, I've already imagined our bodies entwining,
Defenceless and silent, and now I am here with you
No second thoughts, I've decided, decided...
Past the point of no return, no going back now
Our passion play has now, at last, begun
Past all thought of right or wrong, one final question
How long should we two wait, before we're one?
When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom?
When will the flames, at last, consume us?
Past the point of no return, the final threshold
The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn
We've passed the point of no return...
PHANTOM:
Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime
Lead me, save me from my solitude
Say you want me with you, here beside you
Anywhere you go let me go too
Christine, that's all I ask of...DOWN ONCE MORE/TRACK DOWN THIS MURDERER
PHANTOM:
Down once more to the dungeon of my black despair!
Down we plunge to the prison of my mind!
Down that path into darkness deep as hell!
Why, you ask, was I bound and chained to this cold and dismal place?
Not for any mortal sin, but the wickedness of my abhorrent face!
MOB:
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
Track down this murderer! He must be found!
PHANTOM:
Hounded out by everyone! Met with hatred everywhere!
No kind word from anyone! No compassion anywhere!
Christine... Why, why?
GIRY:
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
RAOUL:
...At the level of your eyes...
MOB:
Your hand at the level of your eyes!
GIRY:
This is as far as I dare go.
RAOUL:
Thank you.
CHRISTINE:
Have you gorged yourself at last, in your lust for blood?
Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?
PHANTOM:
That fate, which condemns me to wallow in blood
Has also denied me the joys of the flesh
This face, the infection which poisons our love
This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing
A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing
Pity comes too late, turn around and face your fate
An eternity of this before your eyes!
CHRISTINE:
This haunted face holds no horror for me now
It's in your soul that the true distortion lies
PHANTOM:
Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest!
Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight!
I had rather hoped that you would come
And now my wish comes true, you have truly made my night!
RAOUL:
Free her! Do what you like, only free her!
Have you no pity?
PHANTOM:
Your lover makes a passionate plea!
CHRISTINE:
Please, Raoul, it's useless
RAOUL:
I love her! Does that mean nothing?
PHANTOM:
The world showed no compassion to me!
RAOUL:
Christine, Christine... Let me see her
PHANTOM:
Be my guest, sir
Monsieur, I bid you welcome!
Did you think that I would harm her?
Why should I make her pay for the sins which are yours?
Order your fine horses now!
Raise up your hand to the level of your eyes!
Nothing can save you now except perhaps Christine
Start a new life with me
Buy his freedom with your love!
Refuse me, and you send your lover to his death!
This is the choice
This is the point of no return!
CHRISTINE:
The tears I might have shed for your dark fate
Grow cold, and turn to tears of hate...
RAOUL:
Christine, forgive me, please forgive me
I did it all for you, and all for nothing
CHRISTINE:
Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend
We had such hopes, but now these hopes lie murdered
PHANTOM:
Too late for turning back, too late for prayers and useless pity
RAOUL:
Say you love him, and my life is over!
PHANTOM:
Past all hope of cries for help, no point in fighting
RAOUL:
Either way you choose, he has to win!
PHANTOM:
For either way you choose, you cannot win!
So, do you end your days with me, or do you send him to his grave?
RAOUL:
Why make her lie to you, to save me?
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music...
PHANTOM:
Past the point of no return
RAOUL:
For pity's sake, Christine, say no!
CHRISTINE:
...why this torment?
PHANTOM:
...the final threshold...
RAOUL:
Don't throw your life away for my sake
CHRISTINE:
Why do you curse mercy?
PHANTOM:
His life is now the prize which you must earn!
RAOUL:
I fought so hard to free you
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music...
PHANTOM:
You've passed the point of no return
CHRISTINE:
...you deceived me. I gave you my mind blindly
PHANTOM:
You try my patience, make your choice!
CHRISTINE:
Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known?
God, give me courage to show you you are not alone...
MOB:
Track down this murderer - he must be found!
Who is this monster, this murdering beast?
Hunt out this animal, who runs to ground!
Revenge for Piangi! Revenge for Buquet!
Too long he's preyed on us but know we know
The Phantom of the Opera is there, deep down below
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… Swear to me never to tell
The secret you know of the angel in hell! Go… Go now, go now and leave me!
Masquerade… Paper faces on parade
Masquerade… Hide your face, so the world will never find you...
Christine, I love you...
CHRISTINE:
Say you'll share with me, one love, one lifetime
RAOUL:
Say the word and I will follow you...
CHRISTINE:
Share each day with me each night, each morning...
PHANTOM:
You alone can make my song take flight
It's over now, the music of the night...LEARN TO BE LONELY
(End Title Credits sung by Minnie Driver)
Child of the wilderness, born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely, learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you, comfort and care for you
Learn to be lonely, learn to be your one companion
Never dreamed out in the world there are arms to hold you
You've always known your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness, child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely, learn how to love life that is lived alone
Learn to be lonely, life can be lived, life can be loved alone
