Brava, brava, bravissima ...
Christine!Christine!
Christine ...
Where in the world have you been hiding?
Really, you were perfect!
I only wish I knew your secret!
Who is this new tutor?

Father once spoke of an angel ...
I used to dream he'd appear ...
Now as I sing I can sense him ...
And I know he's here ...
Here in this room he calls me softly ...
somewhere inside ... hiding ...
Somehow I know he's always with me ...
He - the unseen genius ...
I watched your face from the shadows
Distant through all the applause
I hear your voice in the darkness,
yet the words aren't yours
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Guide and guardian!
Grant to me your glory!
Who is this angel? This ...
Hide no longer!
Secret and strange angel ...
He's with me, even now ...
Your hands are cold ...
All around me ...
Your face, Christine, it's white ...
It frightens me...
Don't be frightened ...
Meg Giry. Are you a dancer?
Then go and practice.
My dear, I was asked to give you this.
A red scarf ...
The attic ...
Little Lotte ...
A tour de force!
No other way to describe it!
What a relief!
Not a single refund!
Greedy.
Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss Daa?
Here we are, Monsieur le Vicomte.
Gentlemen
if you wouldn't mind.
 This is one visit I should prefer to make unaccompanied.
As you wish, monsieur.
They appear to have met before ...
Christine Daae, where is your red scarf?
Monsieur?
You can't have lost it.
Not after all the trouble I took.
I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin ...
Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf!
Oh, Raoul. So it is you!
Christine.