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     changing mood

Phantom

I have brought you   to the seat of sweet  music's throne...  to this kingdom  where all must pay  homage to music...  music...  Since the moment  I first heard you sing,  I have needed  you with me,  to serve me, to sing,  for my music...  music...    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 caress you . . .  Feel it, hear it,  secretly possess 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 6

The Next Morning

the PHANTOM is seated at the organ. She rises and approaches the PHANTOM who does not see her As she reaches for his mask, he turns, almost catching her. This happens several times   She finally succeeds in tearing the mask from his face.   The PHANTOM springs up and rounds on her furiously.   She clearly sees his face. The audience does not, as he is   standing in profile and in shadow   a pause

Christine          Phantom

There were candles all around  and on the lake there was a boat,  and in the boat there was a man . . .  Who was that shape in the shadows?  Whose is the face in the mask?  Damn you!  You little prying  Pandora!  You little demon -  is this what you wanted to see?  Curse you!  You little lying  Delilah!  You little viper!  now you cannot ever be free!  Damn you . . .  Curse you . . .  Stranger   than you dreamt it -   can you even   dare to look  or bear to   think of me:  this loathsome   gargoyle, who  burns in hell, but secretly  yearns for heaven,  secretly . . .  secretly . . .  But, Christine . . .  Fear can turn to love - you'll  learn to see, to find the man  behind the monster: this . . .  repulsive carcass, who  seems a beast, but secretly  dreams of beauty,  secretly . . .  secretly . . .  Oh, Christine . . .  Come we must return  Those two fools   who run my theatre  will be missing you

Scene 8 - The Managers' Office

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