CHRISTINE'S DRESSING ROOM

(Meanwhile RAOUL ANDRE, FIRMIN, and MME.

FIRMIN are seen making their way towards the dressing

room, the MANAGERS in high spirits, bearing

champagne)

ANDRE

A tour de force! No other way to describe it!

FIRMIN

What a relief ! Not a single refund!

MME. FIRMIN

Greedy.

ANDRE

Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss

Daae!

FIRMIN (to RAOUL, indicating CHRISTINE 'S

dressing room)

Here we are, Monsieur le Vicomte.

RAOUL

Gentlemen if you wouldn't mind. This is one visit I

should prefer to make unaccompanied.

(He takes the champagne from FIRMIN)

ANDRE

As you wish, monsieur.

(They bow and move off)

FIRMIN

They appear to have met before . . .

(RAOUL knocks at the door and enters)

RAOUL

Christine Daae, where is your scarf?

CHRISTINE

Monsieur?

RAOUL

You can't have lost it. After all the trouble I took.

I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin . . .

CHRISTINE

Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf.

Oh, Raoul. So it is you!

RAOUL

Christine.

(They embrace and laugh. She moves away and sits at her

dressing table)

RAOUL

"Little Lotte let her mind wander . . ."

CHRISTINE

You remember that, too . . .

RAOUL (continuing)

". . . Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder

of dolls . . ."

BOTH (CHRISTINE joining in)

". . . or of goblins,

of shoes . . ."

CHRISTINE

". . . or of riddles.

of frocks . . ."

RAOUL

Those picnics in the attic . . .

". . . or of chocolates . . ."

CHRISTINE

Father playing the violin . . .

RAOUL

As we read to each other

dark stories of the North . . .

CHRISTINE

"No what I love best, Lotte said,

is when I'm asleep in my bed,

and the Angel of Music sings songs in my

head!"

BOTH

". . . the Angel of Music sings song in my

head!"

CHRISTINE (turning in her chair to look at him)

Father said, "When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the

Angel of Music to you". Well, father is dead, Raoul, and

I have been visited by the Angel of Music.

RAOUL

No doubt of it. And now we'll go to supper!

CHRISTINE

No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict.

RAOUL

I shan't keep you up late!

CHRISTINE

No, Raoul . . .

RAOUL

You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes Little

Lotte.

(He hurries out)

CHRISTINE (calling after him)

Raoul!

(quietly picking up her hand mirror)

Things have changed, Raoul.

(Tremulous music. CHRISTINE hears the

PHANTOM'S voice, seemingly from behind her dressing

room mirror