Firmin, "I think we've made quite a discovery with Miss Daae."
Andre, "Perhaps we could present her to you, dear Vicomte."
Raoul, "If you wouldn't mind, gentlemen, this is one visit I would prefer to make unaccompanied. Thank you."
Firmin, "It would appear they've met before."
Raoul, "Little Lotte, let her mind wonder. Little Lotte thought, am I fonder of dolls, or of goblins, or shoes?"
Raoul, "Or of riddles or frocks."
Christine, "Those picnics in the attic."
Raoul, "Or of chocolates?"
Christine, "Father playing the violin."
Raoul, "As we read to each other, dark stories of the north."
Christine, "No, what I love best, Lotte said, is when I'm asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head."
Both, "The Angel of Music sings songs in my head."
Raoul, " You sang like and angel tonight."
Christine, "Father said, 'When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the Angel of Music to you.' Well Father is dead, Raoul. And I have been visited by the Angel of Music."
Raoul, "Oh, no doubt of it. And now, we go to supper."
Christine, "No, Raoul. The Angel of Music is very strict."
Raoul, "Well, I shan't keep you up late. (Laughs.)
Raoul, "You must change. I'll order my carriage. Two minutes, Little Lotte."
Christine, "No, Raoul, wait!"
Phantom, "Insolet boy, this slave of fashion, basking in your glory! Ignorant fool, this brave young suitor, sharing in my triumph!
Christine, "Angel, I hear you, speak, I listen. Stay by my side, guide me. Angel, my soul was weak, forgive me. Enter at last, Master."
Phantom, "Flattering child you shall know me, see why in shadow I hide. Look at your face in the mirror, I am there inside!"
Christine, "Angel of Music, guide and guardian, grant to me your glory. Angel of Music, hide no longer, secret and strange angel."
Phantom, "I am your Angel of Music. Come to me, Angel of Music."
and here, I end.