Meg: Tell me, did you watch? Tell me that you saw.
Did you hear the crowd, the way they cheered, I hope youâre proud.
Did you like the new routine, was it passable, I mean?
I can change a thing or two. What should I do?
No, donât say it, I can guess,
But I promise Iâll progress.
Phantom: Yes, of course, whatever you think is best.
Meg: Did the costume look ok? Too revealing would you say? People seemed to like the view.
Giry: Meg, please.
Meg: I could show a bit more skin, that would surely bring them in -
Giry: Meg!
Canât you see that the masterâs at work?
Canât you see that his mindâs somewhere else?
Canât you see that obviously heâs thinking of things more important than you?
Phantom: Careful madam, youâre forgetting yourself.
Giry: Donât you see he forgot what that is?
Opening day; a big deal, what a fuss.
A success means not, I guess, compared to the things that the master must do.
Phantom: Thatâs quite enough!
Giry: Christine! Christine!
Meg: Christine...
Giry: Meg, leave. Now.
In Paris, when the mob surrounded you, who was there? We were there!
Where was she, when the lawmen hounded you? Gone, long gone. We stayed on!
Who concealed you safe away, smuggled you up to Calais,
Found a freighter out of France?
Phantom: I donât see the problem, this is ancient history.
Giry: And, once here, when the sideshow hired you, who stood by? Meg and I!
While they kept you on display, who kept working night and day?
Who gave you their very lives?!
And who helped you buy that sideshow? Who helped you finance your schemes?
Who wouldnât quit âtil your act was a hit, and you hit could become your dream?
Who plied the politicians, lured investors and the press? No, not her!
And who stayed with you, helped you and advised you?
We stayed with you, loved and idolised you.
She betrayed you, shunned you and despised you!
She chose Raoul, chose his beauty and youth.
Itâs long past time you faced up -
Phantom: ENOUGH!
Youâll be repaid as I promised you would.
Now, if youâve anything else left to say...?
Oh Christine, my Christine.
Yes youâve fled from my face once before.
But Christine, what weâve shared
Even you canât ignore!
My Christine, Iâll be no longer denied.
Iâll have you back by my side.
My sweet Christine!
And come what may,
I swear somehow someway
I will hear you sing once more!
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