The Point of No Return - Phantom of the Opera

Act Two

Masquerade

ANDRE:

M’sieur Firmin?

FIRMIN:

Dear Andre,
what a splendid party!

ANDRE:

FIRMIN:

ANDRE:

ANDRE/FIRMIN:

Here’s to us!

FIRMIN:

Such a pity that the Phantom can’t be here!

CHORUS:

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!

Flash of mauve, splash of puce …
Fool and king, ghoul and ghost …
Green and black, queen and priest …
Trace of rouge, face of beast …

Faces … take your turn, take a ride

on the merry-go-round …
in an inhuman race …

Eye of gold, thigh of blue …
True is false, who is who?
Curl of lip, swirl of gown …

Ace of hearts, face of clown …

Faces … drink it in, drink it up,
till you’ve drowned
in the light …
in the sound …

CHRISTINE:

But who can name the face …

ALL:

Masquerade!
Take your fill –
let the spectacle
astound you!

Masquerade!
Burning glances,
turning heads …
Masquerade!
Stop and stare
at the sea of smiles
around you!

Masquerade!
Seething shadows,
breathing lies …
Masquerade!
You can fool
and friend who
ever knew you!

Masquerade!
Leering satyrs,
peering eyes …
Masquerade!
Run and hide –
but a face will
still pursue you!

GIRY:

What a night!

MEG:

What a crowd!

ANDRE:

Makes you glad!

FIRMIN:

All the creme
de la creme!

CARLOTTA:

Watching us watching them!

MEG/GIRY:

ANDRE:

Six months …

PIANGI:

Of relief!

CARLOTTA:

Of delight!

ANDRE/FIRMIN:

Of Elysian peace!

MEG/GIRY:

And we can breathe at last!

CARLOTTA:

No more notes!

PIANGI:

No more ghosts!

GIRY:

Here’s a health!

ANDRE:

FIRMIN:

To the new chandelier!

CARLOTTA:

FIRMIN:

Six months!

GIRY:

What a joy!

MEG:

What a change!

FIRMIN/ANDRE:

What a blessed release!

ANDRE:

And what a masquerade!

CHRISTINE:

Look – your future bride!
Just think of it!

RAOUL:

CHRISTINE:

Please, let’s not fight …

RAOUL:

Christine, you’re free!

CHRISTINE:

Wait till the time is right …

RAOUL:

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!
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!

PHANTOM:

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!
I advise you to comply,
my instructions should be clear,
Remember there are worse things
than a shattered chandelier …

Your chains are still mine
You will sing for me … !

RAOUL:

Madame Giry. Madame Giry . . .

GIRY:

Monsieur, don’t ask me – I know no more than anyone else.

RAOUL:

That’s not true. You’ve seen something, haven’t you ?

GIRY:

I don’t know what I’ve seen … Please don’t ask me, monsieur …

RAOUL:

Madame, for all our sakes …

GIRY:

Tumblers, conjurors, human oddities …

RAOUL:

Go on …

GIRY:

And there was … I shall never forget him: a man, Iocked in a cage …

RAOUL:

In a cage …?

GIRY:

A prodigy, monsieur! Scholar, architect, musician.

RAOUL:

A composer …

GIRY:

They boasted he had once built for the Shah of Persia, a maze of mirrors …

RAOUL:

Who was this man …?

GIRY:

A freak of nature …more monster than man …

RAOUL:

Deformed …?

GIRY:

From birth, it seemed …

RAOUL:

My God, Christine!

GIRY:

And then … he went missing. He escaped.:

RAOUL:

Go on.

GIRY:

They never found him…it was said he had died …

RAOUL:

But he didn’t die, did he?

GIRY:

For in this darkness I have seen him again …

RAOUL:

And so our Phantom’s this man …

GIRY:

I have said too much, monsieur. And there have been too many accidents …

RAOUL:

Accidents?! Madame Giry!

Notes II

ANDRE:

Ludicrous! Have you seen the score?

FIRMIN:

Simply ludicrous!

ANDRE:

It’s the final straw!

FIRMIN:

This is lunacy! Well, you know my views

ANDRE:

Utter lunacy!

FIRMIN:

But we daren’t refuse…

ANDRE:

Not another chandelier…

FIRMIN:

Look, my friend, what we have here

ANDRE:

Every note’s overblown-and that third trombone has to go! T
he man could not be deafer, so please preferably one who plays in tune!”

FIRMIN:

If you could, find out which has a sense of pitch –
wisely, though, I’ve managed to assign a rather minor role to those who cannot act!”

CARLOTTA:

Outrage!

FIRMIN:

What is it now?

CARLOTTA:

This whole affair is an outrage!

FIRMIN:

Signora, please

ANDRE:

Now what’s the matter?

CARLOTTA:

Have you seen the size of my part?

ANDRE:

Signora, listen…

PIANGI:

It’s an insult!

FIRMIN:

Not you as well!

PIANGI:

Just look at this -it’s an insult!

FIRMIN:

Please, understand…

ANDRE:

Signor! Signora!

CARLOTTA:

The things I have to do for my art!

PIANGI:

If you can call this gibberish “art” !

CARLOTTA:

Ah! Here’s our little flower!

FIRMIN:

Ah Miss Daae quite the lady of the hour!

ANDRE:

You have secured the largest role in this “Don Juan”.

CARLOTTA:

Christine Daae? She doesn’t have the voice!

FIRMIN:

Signora, please!

RAOUL:

Then I take it you’re agreeing.

CARLOTTA:

She’s behind this …

ANDRE:

It appears we have no choice.

CARLOTTA:

She’s the one behind this!Christine Daae!

CHRISTINE:

How dare you!

CARLOTTA:

I’m not a fool!

CHRISTINE:

You evil woman! How dare you!

CARLOTTA:

You think I’m blind?

CHRISTINE:

This isn’t my fault! I don’t want any part in this plot!

FIRMIN:

Miss Daae, surely …

ANDRE:

But why not?

PIANGI:

What does she say?

FIRMIN:

It’s your decision – But why not?

CARLOTTA:

She’s backing out!

ANDRE:

You have a duty!

CHRISTINE:

I cannot sing it, duty or not!

RAOUL:

Christine, Christine …You don’t have to, they can’t make you …

GIRY:

“Fondest greetings to you all!
A few instructions just before rehearsal starts: Carlotta must be taught to act …”

PHANTOM’S VOICE:

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 Miss Christine Daae . . .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 obedient friend…

GIRY:

“… and Angel …”

RAOUL:

This could be the chance to ensnare our clever friend …

ANDRE:

We’re listening…

FIRMIN:

Go on.

RAOUL:

but remember we hold the ace.
For, if Miss Daae sings, he is certain to attend…

ANDRE:

We make certain the doors are barred

FIRMIN:

We make certain our men are there

RAOUL:

We make certain they’re armed

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:

The curtain falls -his reign will end!

GIRY:

Madness!

ANDRE:

I’m not so sure…

FIRMIN:

Not if it works…

GIRY:

This is madness!

ANDRE:

The tide will turn!

GIRY:

Monsieur, believe me -there is no way of turning the tide!

FIRMIN:

You stick to ballet!

RAOUL:

Then help us!

GIRY:

Monsieur, I can’t…

RAOUL:

Instead of warning us

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:

Help us!

GIRY:

I wish I could…

RAOUL/ANDRE/FIRMIN:

Don’t make excuses!

RAOUL:

Or could it be that you’re on his side?

GIRY:

but messieurs, be careful -we have seen him kill…

ANDRE/FIRMIN:

We say he’ll fall and fall he will!

CARLOTTA:

She’s the one behind this! Christine! This is all her doing!

PIANGI:

This is the truth! Christine Daae!

RAOUL:

This is his undoing!

ANDRE/FIRMIN:

If you succeed you free us all -this so called “angel” has to fall!

RAOUL:

Angel of music, fear my fury -Here is where you fall!

GIRY:

Hear my warning! Fear his fury!

CARLOTTA:

It’s clear to all the girl’s insane!

ANDRE:

Christine sings, we’ll get our man…

PIANGI:

She is crazy! She is raving!

FIRMIN:

If Christine helps us in this plan…

RAOUL:

Say your prayers, black angel of death!

CHRISTINE:

Please don’t…

ANDRE:

If Christine won’t, then no-one can

GIRY:

Monsieur, I beg you, do not do this

PIANGI/CARLOTTA:

Gran Dio! Che imbroglio!

ANDRE/FIRMIN:

This will seal his fate!

CHRISTINE:

Raoul, I’m frightened – don’t make me do this
Raoul, 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 drea…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…

CARLOTTA:

She’s mad…

RAOUL:

Yet while he lives, he will haunt us till we’re dead

CHRISTINE:

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:

but every hope and every prayer rests on you now

So, it is to be war between us! But this time, clever friend, the disaster will be yours!

Don Juan Rehearsal

CHORUS:

Your vain glorious gasconnade brought you to your final fight for your pride, high price you’ve paid!

CHRISTINE:

Silken couch and hay-filled barn: both have been his battlefield.

PIANGI:

Those who tangle with Don Juan…

REYER:

“Those who tangle with Don Juan . . .” If you please?

PIANGI:

Those who tangle with Don Juan…

REYER:

No, no. Nearly – but no.”Those who tan, tan, tan”

PIANGI:

Those who tangle with Don Juan…

CARLOTTA:

His way is better. At least he make it sound like music!

GIRY:

Signora – would you speak that way in the presence of the composer?

CARLOTTA:

The composer is not here. And if he were here, I would…

GIRY:

Are you certain of that, Signora…?

REYER:

So, once again – after seven. Five, six, seven

PIANGI:

Those who tangle with Don Juan…

CARLOTTA:

Ah, piu non posso! What does it matter what notes we sing?

GIRY:

Have patience, Signora.

CARLOTTA:

No-one will know if it is right or if it is wrong. No-one will care if it is right, or if it is wrong.

CARLOTTA:

Those who tangle with Don Juan!

PIANGI:

Those who tan . . . tan . . .Is right?

CHRISTINE:

Not quite, Signor: Those who tan … tan …

REYER:

Ladies … Signor Piangi … if you please …

ALL EXCEPT CHRISTINE:

you will have to pay the bill -tangled in the winding sheets!

CHRISTINE:

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
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 … /Bravo, Monsieur …

PHANTOM:

yearning for my
guidance …

CHRISTINE:

Who is it there,
staring … ?

PHANTOM:

CHRISTINE:

What endless
longings
echo in this
whisper … !

PHANTOM:

Far from my
far-reaching gaze …

CHRISTINE:

PHANTOM:

You resist …

BOTH:

PHANTOM:

Angel of Music! Do not shun me …
Come to your strange
Angel!

CHRISTINE:

Angel of Music!
My protector …
Come to me, strange
Angel!

PHANTOM:

Come to me: Angel of Music …

RAOUL:

You have no claim on her …
Leave her!
Your words are wasted —
Can’t you see
she’ll never be yours?

Christine! Christine!

CHRISTINE:

Raoul!

PHANTOM:

RAOUL:

More tricks, monsieur?

PHANTOM:

RAOUL:

More deception? More violence?

PHANTOM:

RAOUL:

PHANTOM:

Come on, come on,
don’t stop, don’t stop!

CHRISTINE:

Raoul!!

PHANTOM:

So be it! Now let it be war
upon you both !

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