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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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:32