Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye. Remember me every so often, promise me you'll try. On that day, that not so distant day, when you are far away and free, if you ever find a moment, spare a thought for me. Think of me, think of me warmly. He's there, the phantom of the opera! He's there, the phantom of the opera! Good Angelus, how a little courtesy! Mademoiselle, please! Are you all right? Bouquet, where's Bouquet? Get that man down here! Bouquet, chief of the flies, he's responsible for this. Bouquet, for God's sake, man, what's going on up there? Please, monsieur, don't look at me. As God's my witness, I was not at my post. Please, monsieur, there's no one there. And if there is, well then, it must be a ghost! He's there, the phantom of the opera! Good heavens, I'd never known such insolence! Signora, please! These things do happen. These things do happen. You have been here five minutes, what do you know? See, these things do happen all the time. For the past three years, these things do happen. And did you stop them happening? No. And you, you're as bad as him. These things do happen. Well, until you stop these things happening, this thing does not happen. To both of you. Amateurs. I don't think there's much more I can do to assist you, gentlemen. Good luck. If you need me, I shall be in Frankfurt. But, monsieur! La Carlotta will be back. You think so, monsieur? I have a message, sir, from the opera ghost. Oh, God in heaven, you're all obsessed! He merely welcomes you to his opera house, commands that you continue to leave box five empty for his use, and reminds you that his salary is due. His salary! Monsieur Lefebvre paid him 20,000 francs a month. Perhaps you could afford more, with the Vicomte de Chagny as your patron. Madame, I had hoped to have made that announcement myself. Will the Vicomte be at the performance this evening, monsieur? In our box. Madame, who is the understudy for the role? There is no understudy, monsieur, the production is new. Christine Dailly could sing it, sir. The ballet girl. She's been taking lessons from a great teacher. From whom? I don't know, sir. Oh, not you as well, can you believe it? Full house, we have to cancel. Dailly, that's a curious name. Any relation to the violinist? My father, sir. Let her sing for you, monsieur. She has been well taught. Very well. Oh, from the beginning of the aria, then. Monsieur, gentlemen, please. Thank you. Think of me Think of me fondly When we've said goodbye Remember me Every so often Promise me you'll try Andre, this is doing nothing for my nose. On that day, that not so distant day When you were far away and free If you ever find a moment Spare a thought for me Madame, monsieur! And though it's clear Though it was always clear That this was never meant to be If you happen to remember Stop and think of me And think of me Think of August when the waters clear Don't think about the way Things might have been Think of me Think of me waking Insilent and resigned Imagine me Trying too hard To court you from my mind Think of me Please say you'll think of me Whatever else you choose to do There will never be a day When I won't think of you Can it be? Can it be Christine? Bravo! Bravo! Long ago, it seems so long ago How young and innocent we were She may not remember me But I remember Flowers fade, the fruits of summer fade They are the seasons, so do we But please promise me That sometimes You will think Of Of Of Of Of me Bravo! Bravo! Bravo! Oh, isn't it lovely? Thank you. Yes, you did well. He will be pleased. And you! You were a disgrace! Such rond de jambe! Such tourne de cuisse! Come, we rehearse now.