Hey wow! Another Phantom version shuffled into the mix.
(Phan bursts into the fop house fists up ready to fight)
Phan: Let's party!
Anatole: What the hell???
Phan: C'mon bring it! I'm not scared of you guys! I'm gonna take you all down!
Swan: Get her!!!
(large fight, the Phan can't fight all the Raouls and rejects at once. She's losing. And badly. Luckily there's help hiding in the rafters.)
T: Why don't you lay off the kid?
D'aubert: What was that??
DA: It's one of THEM!
Fop: We're gonna diiiiie!!! (whines)
POTA: No we aren't! Shut up. (hits Fop upside the head)
(the Phan, slips out while the Raouls and Rejects are distracted)
Phan: unnnngh.....ow.....
T's Voice: Are you all right?
Phan: Hngh? Oh....yeah. Fine.....
T's Voice: I like the way you stood up for the others.
Phan: Thanks. Why aren't you in the lair oggling Christine with the rest?
T's Voice: Christine is my finacee. What do you mean oggling??
Phan: Fiancee?!? Who are you?
T's Voice: Find me and I'll tell you.
Phan: (looks around) Theatreworks version.
T: (stepping out) Huh? How'd you know??
Phan: None of the others play hide and seek. And your the only Phantom who gets to live "happily ever after". (grins)
T: Obsessive phan, eh?
Phan: Damn straight.
T: Let's get back to the lair. I'm anxious to see Christine. She's been on vacation.
Phan: Uh...she may not be awake.
T: Tired?
Phan: Um, no. I kinda clocked her.
T: You did what????
Phan: It was an accident. Kinda.....
T: Christ. Come on.
(later. down in the lair)
SK: (sarcastically) Well well well. The prodigal son returns.
O: What's the matter? Your little singing acedemy go belly up?
T: Real funny guys. A Phantom can't come back for a visit occasionally?
POTM: What is this? Class of '81 reunion???
Phan: Something like that.
CD: Jesus. Are you ok?
ALW: We were worried about you.
Phan: Hmph! So worried you rushed to my aid I see!
POTP: Please...don't be spiteful. That's Dessler's job.
RE: Bite me!
LC: Shut up will you?
CR: (looking over the slightly mangled Phan) You don't look so great. Maybe you should sit down.
A: Are you crazy? Going after those idiots alone....
HL: You could have gotten yourself killed. (aside to T) By the by, I made up a job application for a position at your school. Get back to me on it.
T: Um. Sure. Where's Christine?
Christine: Right here dear. (embraces T)
DS: I think I shall be ill.
T: Is it MY fault all of you had to comete with morons and lost??
W: Ouch. Okay. Just ouch.
CT: It's a conspiracy I tell you! A Conspiracy!
YK: And Sherlock Holmes and the aliens are coming to get you.
O: We know. We know.
CT: Well the ARE!
DB: I saw an alien once!!!
ALW: Sure you weren't just looking in a mirror?
DB: We don't have any mirrors down.....HEY! That was an insult!
SK: Very good. Only took you 5 seconds to figure it out this time.
Phan: Just stop it ok? I'm sick to death of all of you at each others throats all the time so just STOP IT!!!!!
CR: What's gotten into her......?
DS: $20 says her pain killers warped her mind.
LC: We're only ribbing each other a bit. We don't mean any of it. Well except Dessler, but he's a psychopath.
RE: Thank you.
Phan: I just don't like seeing all of you fighting...I just--(collapses and passes out)
POTM: That can't be good.
CD: (shaking the Phan) Come on. Wake up!
SK: Didn't SOMEONE think to check if she had any extensive damage from her wounds?
RE: I'm not the know-it-all doctor here.
CR: Let's get her over to the couch.
Christine: What happened?
T: She did take some nasty hits from Swan and those turncoats.
DB: Is she gonna be all right??
ALW: Rotten bastards. Beating up a little girl.
T: Well she did get a few good hits in....
O: And she bested them when they came down here earlier....
ALW: They still shouldn't have done it.
RE: I say we go get them.
SK: They've been thorns in our sides long enough.
POTP: But first we need to make sure the phan will be all right.
(Phan bursts into the fop house fists up ready to fight)
Phan: Let's party!
Anatole: What the hell???
Phan: C'mon bring it! I'm not scared of you guys! I'm gonna take you all down!
Swan: Get her!!!
(large fight, the Phan can't fight all the Raouls and rejects at once. She's losing. And badly. Luckily there's help hiding in the rafters.)
T: Why don't you lay off the kid?
D'aubert: What was that??
DA: It's one of THEM!
Fop: We're gonna diiiiie!!! (whines)
POTA: No we aren't! Shut up. (hits Fop upside the head)
(the Phan, slips out while the Raouls and Rejects are distracted)
Phan: unnnngh.....ow.....
T's Voice: Are you all right?
Phan: Hngh? Oh....yeah. Fine.....
T's Voice: I like the way you stood up for the others.
Phan: Thanks. Why aren't you in the lair oggling Christine with the rest?
T's Voice: Christine is my finacee. What do you mean oggling??
Phan: Fiancee?!? Who are you?
T's Voice: Find me and I'll tell you.
Phan: (looks around) Theatreworks version.
T: (stepping out) Huh? How'd you know??
Phan: None of the others play hide and seek. And your the only Phantom who gets to live "happily ever after". (grins)
T: Obsessive phan, eh?
Phan: Damn straight.
T: Let's get back to the lair. I'm anxious to see Christine. She's been on vacation.
Phan: Uh...she may not be awake.
T: Tired?
Phan: Um, no. I kinda clocked her.
T: You did what????
Phan: It was an accident. Kinda.....
T: Christ. Come on.
(later. down in the lair)
SK: (sarcastically) Well well well. The prodigal son returns.
O: What's the matter? Your little singing acedemy go belly up?
T: Real funny guys. A Phantom can't come back for a visit occasionally?
POTM: What is this? Class of '81 reunion???
Phan: Something like that.
CD: Jesus. Are you ok?
ALW: We were worried about you.
Phan: Hmph! So worried you rushed to my aid I see!
POTP: Please...don't be spiteful. That's Dessler's job.
RE: Bite me!
LC: Shut up will you?
CR: (looking over the slightly mangled Phan) You don't look so great. Maybe you should sit down.
A: Are you crazy? Going after those idiots alone....
HL: You could have gotten yourself killed. (aside to T) By the by, I made up a job application for a position at your school. Get back to me on it.
T: Um. Sure. Where's Christine?
Christine: Right here dear. (embraces T)
DS: I think I shall be ill.
T: Is it MY fault all of you had to comete with morons and lost??
W: Ouch. Okay. Just ouch.
CT: It's a conspiracy I tell you! A Conspiracy!
YK: And Sherlock Holmes and the aliens are coming to get you.
O: We know. We know.
CT: Well the ARE!
DB: I saw an alien once!!!
ALW: Sure you weren't just looking in a mirror?
DB: We don't have any mirrors down.....HEY! That was an insult!
SK: Very good. Only took you 5 seconds to figure it out this time.
Phan: Just stop it ok? I'm sick to death of all of you at each others throats all the time so just STOP IT!!!!!
CR: What's gotten into her......?
DS: $20 says her pain killers warped her mind.
LC: We're only ribbing each other a bit. We don't mean any of it. Well except Dessler, but he's a psychopath.
RE: Thank you.
Phan: I just don't like seeing all of you fighting...I just--(collapses and passes out)
POTM: That can't be good.
CD: (shaking the Phan) Come on. Wake up!
SK: Didn't SOMEONE think to check if she had any extensive damage from her wounds?
RE: I'm not the know-it-all doctor here.
CR: Let's get her over to the couch.
Christine: What happened?
T: She did take some nasty hits from Swan and those turncoats.
DB: Is she gonna be all right??
ALW: Rotten bastards. Beating up a little girl.
T: Well she did get a few good hits in....
O: And she bested them when they came down here earlier....
ALW: They still shouldn't have done it.
RE: I say we go get them.
SK: They've been thorns in our sides long enough.
POTP: But first we need to make sure the phan will be all right.