Little Lotte - Phantom Of The Opera

CHRISTINE'S DRESSING ROOM 
(Meanwhile RAOUL ANDRE, FIRMIN, and MME. 
FIRMIN are seen making their way towards the dressing 
room, the MANAGERS in high spirits, bearing 
champagne) 
ANDRE 
A tour de force! No other way to describe it! 
FIRMIN 
What a relief ! Not a single refund! 
MME. FIRMIN 
Greedy. 
ANDRE 
Richard, I think we've made quite a discovery in Miss 
Daae! 
FIRMIN (to RAOUL, indicating CHRISTINE 'S 
dressing room) 
Here we are, Monsieur le Vicomte. 
RAOUL 
Gentlemen if you wouldn't mind. This is one visit I 
should prefer to make unaccompanied. 
(He takes the champagne from FIRMIN) 
ANDRE 
As you wish, monsieur. 
(They bow and move off) 
FIRMIN 
They appear to have met before . . . 
(RAOUL knocks at the door and enters) 
RAOUL 
Christine Daae, where is your scarf? 
CHRISTINE 
Monsieur? 
RAOUL 
You can't have lost it. After all the trouble I took. 
I was just fourteen and soaked to the skin . . . 
CHRISTINE 
Because you had run into the sea to fetch my scarf. 
Oh, Raoul. So it is you! 
RAOUL 
Christine. 
(They embrace and laugh. She moves away and sits at her 
dressing table) 
RAOUL 
"Little Lotte let her mind wander . . ." 
CHRISTINE 
You remember that, too . . . 
RAOUL (continuing) 
". . . Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder 
of dolls . . ." 
BOTH (CHRISTINE joining in) 
". . . or of goblins, 
of shoes . . ." 
CHRISTINE 
". . . or of riddles. 
of frocks . . ." 
RAOUL 
Those picnics in the attic . . . 
". . . 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 song in my 
head!" 
CHRISTINE (turning in her chair to look at him) 
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 
No doubt of it. And now we'll go to supper! 
CHRISTINE 
No, Raoul, the Angel of Music is very strict. 
RAOUL 
I shan't keep you up late! 
CHRISTINE 
No, Raoul . . . 
RAOUL 
You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes Little 
Lotte. 
(He hurries out) 
CHRISTINE (calling after him) 
Raoul! 
(quietly picking up her hand mirror) 
Things have changed, Raoul. 
(Tremulous music. CHRISTINE hears the 
PHANTOM'S voice, seemingly from behind her dressing 
room mirror)