Raoul:(Spoken)
Little Lotte, let her mind wander Little Lotte thought, "Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or of shoes?"
Christine:(Spoken)
Raoul
Raoul:(Spoken)
Or of riddles or frocks?
Christine:(Spoken)
Those Picnics in the attic
Raoul:(Spoken)
Or of chocolates
Christine:(Spoken)
Father playing the violin
Raoul:(Spoken)
As we read to each other, dark stories of the north
Christine:(Spoken)
No, "What I loved best," Lottie Said, "was when I'm asleep in my bed"
(Sung)
And the angel of music sings songs in my head
Christine and Raoul:
The angel of music sings songs in my head
Raoul:(Spoken)
You sang like an angel tonight
Christine:(Spoken)
Father said "When I am 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:(Spoken)
Oh, no doubt of it And now, we go to supper
Christine:(Spoken; stern)
No, Raoul, the angel of music is very strict
Raoul:(Spoken; playful)
Well I shant keep you too late (Laughs)
Christine:(Spoken; stern)
Raoul, No
Raoul:(Spoken; ignoring her)
You must change I'll order my carriage Two minutes, Little Lotte
Christine:(Spoken)
No, Raoul, wait!
(Raoul closes the door and the Phantom locks it All of the lights in the scene go out and the candles blow out Christine finishes changing, and sees the candles go out She runs to the door and the Phantom starts singing)
Phantom: (sudden loudness at first)
Insolent boy/this slave of fashion/basking in your glory/Ignorant fool/this brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!
Christine: (bewildered)
Angel, I hear, you/Speak, I listen/Stay by my side, guide me/Angel, my soul was weak/forgive me/Enter at last, master
Phantom:
Flattering child, you shall know me/See why in shadow I hide/Look at your face in the mirror/I am there inside
Christine:
Angel of music/guide and guardian/grant to me your glory/angel of music/hide no longer/come to me, strange angel
Phantom:
I am your angel of music/come to me, angel of music
(Christine walks towards PHANTOM in a trance; mist fills the floor)
Raoul:(Spoken)
Whose is that voice? Who is that in there?
(Christine still walking)
Phantom:
I am your angel of music
(gloved hand [phantom's] comes out of opened mirror; Christine reaches for it)
Raoul:(Spoken)
Christine! Christine!
Phantom:
Come to me, angel of music
(Christine grasps Phantom's hand)