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I Remember
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THE NEXT MORNING
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(As the light brightens, we see the PHANTOM seated at
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the organ playing with furious concentration. He breaks
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off occasionally to write the music down. There is a
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musical box in the shape of a barrel organ beside the bed.
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Mysteriously, it plays as CHRISTINE
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wakes up. The music keeps her in a half-trance)
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CHRISTINE
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I remember
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there was mist . . .
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swirling mist
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upon a vast, glassy lake . . .
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There were candles
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all around
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and on the lake there
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was a boat,
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and in the boat
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there was a man . . .
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(She rises and approaches the PHANTOM who does not
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see her As she reaches for his mask, he turns, almost
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catching her. This happens several times)
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Who was that shape
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in the shadows?
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Whose is the face
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in the mask?
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(She finally succeeds in tearing the mask from his face.
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The PHANTOM springs up and rounds on her furiously.
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She clearly sees his face. The audience does not, as he is
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standing in profile and in shadow)
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PHANTOM
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Damn you!
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You little prying
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Pandora!
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You little demon -
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is this what you wanted to see?
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Curse you!
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You little Iying
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Delilah!
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You little viper!
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now you cannot ever be free!
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Damn you . . .
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Curse you . . .
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(a pause)
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I Remember
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| Phantom Of The Opera |
