THE NEXT MORNING (As the light brightens, we see the PHANTOM seated at the organ playing with furious concentration. He breaks off occasionally to write the music down. There is a musical box in the shape of a barrel organ beside the bed. Mysteriously, it plays as CHRISTINE wakes up. The music keeps her in a half-trance) CHRISTINE I remember there was mist . . . swirling mist upon a vast, glassy lake . . . There were candles all around and on the lake there was a boat, and in the boat there was a man . . . (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) Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is the face in the mask? (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) PHANTOM Damn you! You little prying Pandora! You little demon - is this what you wanted to see? Curse you! You little Iying Delilah! You little viper! now you cannot ever be free! Damn you . . . Curse you . . . (a pause) 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 . . . (He holds out his hand tor the mask, which she gives to him. He puts it on, turning towards the audience as he sings): Come we must return - those two fools who run my theatre will be missing you. (The lair sinks into the floor as the PHANTOM and CHRISTINE leave
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