19-Wandering Child...Bravo Monsieur 303513

PHANTOM Wandering child So lost, so helpless Yearning for my guidance CHRISTINE Angel or father Friend or phantom Who is it there staring? PHANTOM Have you forgotten your angel CHRISTINE Angel, oh speak What endless longings Echo in this whisper PHANTOM Too long you've wandered in winter Far from my fathering gaze CHRISTINE Wildly my mind beats against you PHANTOM You resist PHANTOM/CHRISTINE Yet your/the soul obeys.... PHANTOM Angel of Music! You denied me Turning from true beauty Angel of Music! Do not shun me Come to your strange Angel... CHRISTINE Angel of Music! I denied you Turning from true beauty Angel of Music! My protector.... Come to me, strange Angel... PHANTOM I am your Angel of Music... Come to me, Angel of Music RAOUL (spoken) No, Christine, wait! Wait! CHRISTINE (spoken) Raoul! RAOUL (spoken) Whatever you believe This man-this thing-is not your father! She turns lo RAOUL who embraces her protectively. The PHANTOM freezes for a moment and then suddenly seizes a pike upon which is impaled a skull. At a movement from him a flash of fire streaks from the gaping mouth of the skull and lands at RAOUL's feet) PHANTOM Bravo, monsieur! Such spirited words! (Another fireball) RAOUL More tricks, monsieur? PHANTOM Let's see, monsieur how far you dare go! (Another fireball) RAOUL More deception? More violence? CHRISTINE (to RAOUL) Raoul, no . . . (RAOUL has begun to walk slowly and resolutely towards the PHANTOM the fireballs always landing just ahead of him) PHANTOM That's right, that's right, monsieur keep walking this way! (Two more fireballs) RAOUL You can't win her love by making her your prisoner. CHRISTINE Raoul, don't . . . RAOUL (to CHRISTINE) Stay back! PHANTOM I'm here, I'm here, monsieur: the angel of death! Come on, come on, monsieur Don't stop, don't stop! (Three more fireballs. RAOUL. is almost at the PHANTOM's feet. A confrontation is imminent when CHRISTINE suddenly rushes across to RAOUL) CHRISTINE Raoul! Come back . . . (She pulls him away) PHANTOM Don't go! (As they are exiting, the PHANTOM declaims in fury): So be it! Now let it be war upon you both! (At a gesture from the PHANTOM, there is a flash of lighting and the stage erupts into flame) BEFORE THE PREMIERE THE OPERA HOUSE ON THE NIGHT OF THE PREMIERE OF "DON JUAN TRIUMPHANT'' (The orchestra is tuning. A whistle soundsQthe CHIEF FIRE OFFICER is reviewing two FIRE MARSHALLS in tin helmets. A worklight on a stand illuminates them. Also present are RAOUL, ANDRE and FIRMIN, supervising the proceedings, and a MARKSMAN, at present hidden in the pit) 2h692k