The Phantom of the Opera (2004)
Emmy Rossum: Christine
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Quotes
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Christine : Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? God, give me courage to show you you are not alone!
[kisses the Phantom]
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The Phantom : Did I NOT instruct that Box 5 was to be left empty?
Meg Giry : He's here, the phantom of the opera!
Christine : It's him!
Carlotta : Your part is silent, little toad!
The Phantom : A toad, madam? Perhaps it is you who are the toad...
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The Phantom : You've past the point of no return.
Christine : [singing] Angel of music you deceived me.
[Speaks]
Christine : I gave you my mind blindly.
The Phantom : You try my patience make your choice.
[tightens the rope around raoul's neck]
Christine : [sings] Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of life have you known? God give me courage to show you, you are not alone.
[kisses the phantom]
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Christine Daaé : [sung] In sleep, he sang to me. In dreams, he came. That voice which calls to me and speaks my name. And do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my mind.
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Christine : Think of me, think of me waking, silent and resigned. Imagine me, trying too hard to put you from my mind. Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do - there will never be a day, when I won't think of you.
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Christine : [sung] But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound. In that night there was music in my mind. And through music my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before.
Raoul : [sung] What you heard was a dream and nothing more.
Christine : [sung] Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world. Those pleading eyes, that both threaten and adore...
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Christine : In his eyes, all the sadness of the world.
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Christine : Yet in his eyes, all the sadness of the world... Those pleading eyes that both threaten and adore...
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Christine Daaé : The tears I might have shed for your dark fate / grow cold and turn to tears of *hate*!
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[as they travel to the Phantom's lair]
Christine Daaé : Those who have seen your face draw back in fear. I am the mask you wear...
The Phantom : It's me they hear...
Christine Daaé , The Phantom : Your/my spirit and my/your voice in one combined. The Phantom of the Opera is there, inside my/your mind.
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Christine : Raoul, I've seen him! Can I ever forget that sight? Can I ever escape from that face? So distorted, deformed, it was hardly a face... But his voice filled my spirit with a strange, sweet sound. In that night there was music in my mind... And through music my soul began to soar! And I heard as I'd never heard before.
Raoul : What you heard was a dream and nothing more.
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The Phantom : [singing] Too long you've wandered in winter, far from my fathering gaze...
Christine : [singing] Wildly, my mind beats against you
The Phantom : [singing] You resist...
The Phantom : [singing in unison] ... yet your soul obeys!
Christine : [singing in unison] ... yet the soul obeys!
The Phantom : [singing in unison] Angel of music, you denied me...
Christine : [singing in unison] Angel of music, I denied you...
The Phantom , Christine : [singing in unison] ... turning from true beauty!
The Phantom : [singing in unison] Angel of music, do not shun me...
Christine : [singing in unison] Angel of music, my protector...
The Phantom : [singing in unison] ... come to your strange Angel!
Christine : [singing in unison] ... come to me, strange Angel!
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Christine Daaé : Past the point of no return - no going back now. Our passion play has now at last begun. Past all thought of right or wrong. One final question: how long should we two wait, before we're one? When will the blood begin to race? The sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last, consume us?
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The Phantom : Wandering child, so lost, so helpless, yearning for my guidance.
Christine : Angel or father? Friend of phantom? Who is it there staring?
The Phantom : Have you forgotten your Angel?
Christine : Angel oh speak, what endless longings? Echoing this whisper.
The Phantom : Too long you've waundered in winter. Far from my fathering gaze.
Christine : Wildly my mind beats against you...
The Phantom : You resist...
The Phantom , Christine : Yet/but your/the soul obeys...
The Phantom , Christine : Angel of Music,you/I denied me/you. Turning from true beauty! Angel of Music, do not shun me/my protector come to your/me, strange Angel!
The Phantom : I am your Angel of Music... Come to me, Angel of Music.
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Christine Daaé : Angel of Music, you've deceived me. I gave you my mind blindly.
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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.
[walks over to the Phantom, at his organ]
Christine : Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is that face in the mask?
[touches his face and rips of mask]
The Phantom : [covers face] Damn you! You little prying Pandora! You little demon! Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you! You little lying Delilah! You little *viper*! Now you cannot ever be free! Damn you! Curse you!
[now sad]
The Phantom : Stranger than you dreamt it, can you even bear to look, or dare to think of me?... This lonesome 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 that seems a beast but secretly dreams of beauty secretly, secretly...
[crying]
The Phantom : Oh, Christine.
[Christine hands him the mask]
The Phantom : Come. We must return. Those two fools who run my theater will be missing you.
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Christine Daaé : Twisted every way, what answer can I give?/Am I to risk my life to win the chance to live?/Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice?/Do I become his prey?/Do I have any choice?/He kills without a thought/He murders all that's good/I know I can't refuse/And yet, I wish I could/Oh God, if I agree, what horrors wait for me/In this, the Phantom's opera...
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Christine : If he has to kill a thousand men, the Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again!
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Christine : What I once used to dream, I now dread / If he finds me, it won't ever end / And he'll always be there, singing songs in my head / He'll always be there, singing songs in my head.
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The Phantom : [to Christine, as he sees Raoul, come to rescue her] Wait! I think my dear, we have a guest. Sir,
Christine : Raoul!
The Phantom : this is indeed an *unparalleled* delight. I had rather hoped that you would come. And now, my wish comes true, you have joined and made my night.
Christine : [Struggling to get away from the Phantom who has drawn her to his side] Let me go!
Raoul : Free her! Do what you like only free her! Have you no pity?
The Phantom : [Mockingly to Christine] Your lover makes a passionate plea!
Christine : Please Raoul it's useless.
Raoul : I love her! Does that mean nothing I love her! Show some compassion!
The Phantom : [shouts] The world showed no compassion to me!
Raoul : Christine, Christine, let me see her.
The Phantom : Be my guest, sir.
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Christine : Who was that shape in the shadows? Whose is the face in the mask?
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Christine : [to the Phantom] Farewell, my fallen idol and false friend.
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Christine : This haunted face holds no horror for me now. It's in your soul that the true distortion lies.
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Raoul : Why have you brought me here?...
Christine : We can't go back there...
Raoul : We must return.
Christine : He'll kill you! His eyes will find us there...
Raoul : Christine, don't say that...
Christine : Those eyes that burn.
Raoul : Don't even think it.
Christine : And if he has to kill a thousand men...
Raoul : The Phantom is a fable, Belive me.
Christine : The Phantom of the Opera will kill and kill again!
Raoul : There is no Phantom of the Opera.
Christine : [Both] My gosh, who is this man...
[Just Christine]
Christine : Who hunts to kill?
Raoul : ...this mask of death?
Christine : I can't escape from him...
Raoul : Whose voice you hear?
Christine : I never will.
Raoul : With every breath.
Christine : [Both] And in this labyrinth, where night is blind. The Phantom of the Opera is
[here/there]
Christine : , inside
[my/your]
Christine : mind.
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Christine : Say you love me every waking moment. Turn my head with talk of summertime. Say you need me with you now and always. Promise me that all you say is true. That's all I ask of you.
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Christine : Little Lotte thought of everything and nothing. Her father promised her that he would send her the Angel of Music. Her father promised her... Her father promised her...
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Christine Daaé : [sung] Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade; they have their season, so do we... But please promise me that sometimes, you will think... of me!
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The Phantom , Christine Daaé : Past the point of no return. The final threshold! The bridge is crossed so stand and watch it burn... We've passed the point of no... return.
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Christine : Think of it! A secret engagement. Look, your future bride! Just think of it!
Raoul : But why is it secret? What have we to hide? You promised me.
Christine : No Raoul, Please don't, they'll see.
Raoul : Well, then, let them see. It's an engagement, not a crime!
[sung]
Raoul : Christine, what are you afraid of?
Christine : [unison with Raoul] Let's not argue.
Raoul : [unison with Christine] Let's not argue.
Christine , Raoul : Please pretend; you will understand in time!/I can only hope that I understand in time!
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Christine : My God, who is this man who hunts to kill? I can't escape from him, I never will!
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[repeated line]
Christine : In sleep he sang to me, in dreams he came, that voice which calls to me and speaks my name...
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The Phantom : [singing] Too long you've wandered in winter, far from my far reaching gaze...
Christine : [singing] Wildly, my mind beats against you
The Phantom : [singing] You resist...
The Phantom : [singing in unison] ... yet your soul obeys!
Christine : [singing in unison] ... yet the soul obeys!
The Phantom : [singing in unison] Angel of music, you denied me...
Christine : [singing in unison] Angel of music, I denied you...
The Phantom , Christine : [singing in unison] ... turning from true beauty!
The Phantom : [singing in unison] Angel of music, do not shun me...
Christine : [singing in unison] Angel of music, my protector...
The Phantom : [singing in unison] ... come to your strange Angel!
Christine : [singing in unison] ... come to me, strange Angel!
