Before The Performance

CHRISTINE:
Gustave, could you hand me those earrings?
The diamond ones on the left... There, how do I look?

GUSTAVE:
You look so beautiful, so very beautiful. Like a queen in a book.

CHRISTINE:
You too are beautiful, so very beautiful.
Once this performance is trough,
weÃ'Â'll spend some time, just us two. WonÃ'Â't that be fun?

GUSTAVE:
Father, doesnÃ'Â't mother look lovely tonight?

RAOUL:
Indeed she does. As lovely as she looked the very first
time I came to her dressing room door.

CHRISTINE:
And look at you, Raoul. You look just like that handsome
boy in the opera box. The one who would always toss me a single red rose.

RAOUL:
Please Gustave, if you donÃ'Â't mind? Would you wait outside a while?

GUSTAVE:
May I go exploring? All by myself?

CHRISTINE:
Yes, but stay backstage, my dear. When IÃ'Â'm finished, meet me here.

GUSTAVE:
I will.

RAOUL:
Since our wedding day, things have gone astray.
IÃ'Â'm not proud of the way I have acted.
The demands IÃ'Â've maid, all the hope mislaid.
IÃ'Â'm aware of the prize theÃ'Â've exacted.
Though IÃ'Â've no right to ask you to,
thereÃ'Â's one thing more IÃ'Â'd have you do.
If you love me as I love you...

CHRISTINE:
Anything, darling.

RAOUL:
DonÃ'Â't sing the song, dear.

CHRISTINE:
What? But Raoul?

RAOUL:
You have to know something is terribly wrong, dear.

CHRISTINE:
But I have to do it. ItÃ'Â's what we agreed to.

RAOUL:
That Hellspawn demon. HeÃ'Â's had us playing his game all along, dear.

CHRISTINE:
Let me just get trough this. Listen. please I need to.

RAOUL:
You need so much, itÃ'Â's true.
And IÃ'Â've denied you. You need the man you knew,
back here beside you. YouÃ'Â'll have him back I wow,
just ask it of me. But we must leave here now, if you still love me.

CHRISTINE:
Do you mean it, Raoul? Truly?

RAOUL:
IÃ'Â've booked a passage for tree to Cherbourgh on
the Atlantic Queen, it leaves in an hour,
weÃ'Â'll have just enough time,
I beg you. LetÃ'Â's be on it,
for both our sakes. And the childsÃ'Â'. Leave this place behind.

PHANTOM:
He knows his love is not enough.
He knows he isnÃ'Â't what you need.
He knows your made of finer stuff. I think on that weÃ'Â're all agreed.

ItÃ'Â's time to leave him in the dust.
ItÃ'Â's time to be who you should be.
ItÃ'Â's time to do now as you must, and set the music in you free.

In moments, mere moments, drums will roll.
There youÃ'Â'll stand, just like before.
The crowd will... HUSH, and then in one sweet rush;
I will here you sing once more.
And music, our music will swell and then unwind.
Like to strings of melody,
at last entwined. Fuel us,
complete us, makes us whole.
Seal our bond forever before.
Tonight for me, embrace your destiny. Let me hear you sing... once more!

STAGEHAND:
Ms Daae, itÃ'Â's time.

CHRISTINE:
Twisted every way, what answer can I give.
..I know
I canÃ'Â't refuse, and yet I wish I could. Oh God.

RAOUL:
Christine, Christine, donÃ'Â't think that I donÃ'Â't care...

PHANTOM:
But every hope, and every prayer rests on you now.