The Phantom of Manhattan

Introduction

(PHANTOM'S LAIR, NIGHT: As few candles gleam in the lair of the legendary Phantom of the Opera, he himself sits in the darkness. The lair, which was hidden of the eyes of man, was destroyed from that night when chaos conquered and decisions were life changing. A year has past since that evening when the chandelier fell, and things have indeed changed. He sits with quill in hand and the ink is written on paper. He starts to sing NO ONE WOULD LISTEN, a delete song from the 2004 verison of The phantom of the opera.)

Phantom: (Sings) No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears

(Walks to the water and looks at his reflection seeing his mask, the mask which covers his deformity. He continues to sing.)

Shamed into solitude
Shunned by the multitude
I learned to listen
In my dark, my heart heard music

I long to teach the world
Rise up and reach the world
No one would listen
I alone could hear the music

Then, at last, a voice in the gloom
Seemed to cry "I hear you"
I hear your fears
Your torment and your tears

She saw my lonliness
Shared in my emptiness
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears

(Proceeds to his letter. When he finishes, he places the note in an envelop and stamps it shut. He writes on the front slowly: Christine. He then heads out of the lair with the letter at hand. But before he departs, he reaches for a box. He leaves.)

No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears . . .

(CHRISTINE'S HOUSE, LATER THAT EVENING: As the night grew darker outside, Christine is about to head to bed. Raoul, the love she chose, was not home yet. Suddenly, a box with a letter appears on the windowsills. She picks up the envelope and opens up the letter. As she reads it, the Phantom speaks.)

Phantom's Voice: Once upon another time, there was once a man and a woman who shared one love. The man, a Phantom, was hidden from the world for man mistreated him and accepted him as a monster. Only the woman understood him unlike anyone else who only despise him because of his misshapen face. She was able to look beyond the mask and see the beauty underneath. But this woman had another love, and turned her heart to him, leaving the deformed ghost behind in the darkness crushed. His love for her has never faded, but accepted her decision. Now, the man has left his lair where the past haunts him and begins a life fresh elsewhere leaving only one piece of their past and a treasure to his love . . . His Angle of Music. I bid you farewell, my dear. Your dearest friend and angel.

(She sets the note, sadly. Then, turns to the box next to her. She opens the top and sees the music box that once belonged to the Phantom himself. The music box had a monkey playing the cymbals on top. She turns the key and the monkey hits the cymbals together as the music box plays Masquerade. Then, she hears a cry coming from the other room. She quickly walks across the room into a nursery bring the box with. There a baby boy lays in his crib cry for his mother. She sets the box aside and picks up her son.)

Christine: (Hushing the infant) Shh . . . It's all right. I'm right here.

(The infant then sees the music box playing and that makes him smile. It soon, puts him to sleep. She looks at the music box, then turns back to the baby. She gently brushes his cheek.)

Christine: It is a gift from your father . . . your real father.

(She then kisses his forehead and sets him in his crib.)

Christine: Sleep well, my son . . . My Gustave.