Raoul:
Why have you brought me here?
Christine:
Don't take me back there!
Raoul:
We must return!
Christine:
He'll kill me!
Raoul:
Be still now.
Christine:
His eyes will find me there!
Raoul:
Christine, don't say that . . .
Christine:
Those eyes that burn!
Raoul:
Don't even think it . . .
Chrlstlne:
And if he has to kill
A thousand men -
Raoul:
Forget this waking nightmare . . .
Christine:
The phantom of the opera will kill . . .
Raoul:
This phantom is a fable, believe me.
Christine:
And kill again!
Raoul:
There is no phantom of the opera!
Christine:
My god, who is this man.
Raoul:
My god, who is this man.
Christine:
Who hunts to kill?
Raoul:
This mask of death . . .?
Christine:
I can't escape from him.
Raoul:
Whose is this voice you hear.
Christine:
I never will!
Raoul:
With every breath?
Both:
And in this labyrinth,
Where night is blind
The phantom of the opera is here:
Inside your/my mind . . .
Raoul:
There is no phantom of the opera!
