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Magical Lasso
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BACKSTAGE
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(BUQUET mysteriously appears, a length of fabric
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serving as a cloak, and a piece of rope as the Punjab
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lasso. He is showing off to the BALLET GIRLS)
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BUQUET
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Like yellow parchment
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is his skin . . .
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a great black hole served as the
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nose that never grew . . .
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(Demonstrating his method of self-defence against the
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Punjab lasso, he inserts his hand between his neck and
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the noose, and then pulls the rope taut. With a mixture of
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horror and delight, the BALLET GIRLS applaud this
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demonstration)
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(explaining to them)
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You must be always
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on your guard,
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or he will catch you with his
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magical lasso!
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(A trap opens up centre stage casting a shadow of the
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PHANTOM as he emerges. The GIRLS, linking hands,
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run off terrified. The PHANTOM, leading CHRISTINE,
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fixes his stare on BUQUET. Sweeping his cape around
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CHRISTINE, he exits with her But before they go GIRY
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has entered, observing. She turns on BUQUET)
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GIRY
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Those who speak
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of what they know
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find, too late, that prudent
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silence is wise.
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Joseph Buquet,
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hold your tongue
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he will burn you with the
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heat of his eyes . . .
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Magical Lasso
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| Phantom Of The Opera |
