Upon returning to the Opera house Raoul goes to speak to the managers. He has devised a devious plan to rid them of the Phantom. After forcing Christine to tell him all she knows about this Phantom, Raoul can guarantee to the owners that their ghost is nothing but a man. He convinces them to perform the opera given to them by the Phantom and assures them that if Christine sings he will appear. Previous to the start of the show the building will be filled with policemen that will block all exits trapping the ghost to their mercy.

"This will be his end." Raoul says exiting the room.

Of course Erik has heard their plan, they cannot hide from him. But he too has a surprise in store for them.

Raoul goes to tell Christine that everything is ready for tonight's gala. He finds her in the chapel praying for comfort.

"Raoul, don't make me do this. Please don't put me through this ordeal by fire." She begs him. "Every time I would dream he was there . . . I don't it to end this way. Raoul, he'll always be there, singing songs in my head. He'll always be there, singing songs in my head."

"If we don't do this he will haunt us till we're dead." Raoul perseveres.

Christine turns away unhappily, wondering if she should tell him how she feels. Finally she decides she must.

"Twisted every way, what answer can I give? You say he wants my life, and do I want to live? Can I betray the man who once inspired my voice? Have I become his prey? Is there no other choice?"

Raoul tries to understand the meaning of her words.

"If he kills without a thought, and he murders all that's good, I know I can't refuse and yet, I wish I could." She starts crying. "Oh God, should I agree, what sorrow waits for me in this, his final opera?"

"Christine, Christine. Don't think that I don't care, but every hope and every prayer rests on you now." Raoul tells her as he hugs her firmly.

Christine overcome by her conflicting emotions pulls away and hurries out.

Consequently Erik has made some adjustments to the theater's lighting and prepares for the social event in especial attire. He changes his mask to a black one that covers the upper part of his face, framing his blue-green eyes with darkness.

"Seal my fate tonight, I hate to have to cut the fun short but the joke's wearing thin . . .Let the audience in . . . Let my opera begin!" he sings.

Moments later Erik's masterpiece is being performed by the company. Christine is in the leading female role as Aminta, a young beautiful chaste woman who falls in love with a rich, and arrogant, patron in disguise. Don Juan, the patron, uses a black mask to hide his true identity and is just using Aminta for carnal pleasure but in the end he falls in love with her.

Erik patiently waits for his cue to commence his plan. When Piangi, who plays the part of Don Juan, comes back stage for a wardrobe change Erik jumps down on him. He then hits him repeatedly until the man loses conscience. Erik then takes his cloak and his place as Don Juan in the play.

In the distance Christine, as Aminta, sings of her newly found love as she enters the stage.

"No thoughts within her head, but thoughts of joy! No dreams within her heart but dreams of love!"

Following the plays prose Erik enters slowly from behind the curtains with his face covered by the mask and his cloak. As he tunes Don Juan's lines his deep voice startles Christine.

"You have come here in pursuit of your deepest urge, in pursuit of that wish, which till now has been silent, silent . . . "touching his lips with his finger in a universal sign he looks at her intensely.

Christine breathing becomes a little faster.

"I have brought you, that our passions may fuse and merge, in your mind you've already succumbed to me dropped all defenses completely succumbed to me, now you are here with me: no second thoughts, you've decided, decided . . . " Erik continues as he slowly makes his way to the front of the stage and to her.

His voice change to a more sensual and alluring tone, one that quiets down all other sounds, its potency and air ensnare even the strongest of wills.

"Past the point of no return, no backward glances: our games of make believe are at an end . . . Past all thought of "if" or "when", no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . What raging fire shall flood the soul?" with two quick but stylish steps Erik is behind Christine and caresses her neck with one hand while holding her waist with the other. "What rich desire unlocks its door? What sweet seduction lies before us?"

Still holding on to her with raw passion in his voice he carries on with the song.

"Past the point of no return, the final threshold, what warm, unspoken secrets will we learn?" he releases her slowly tracing his way from her neck through her arm and down to her hand where he searches for her ring, but it isn't there. Erik sighs before proceeding. "Beyond the point of no return . . ."

Christine stares at her hand and then at Erik, her voice is calm and sure as she sings.

"You have brought me to that moment where words run dry, to that moment when speech disappears into silence, silence . . . I have come here, hardly knowing the reason why . . . In my mind," she looks straight at Erik remind him of their kiss. "I've already imagined our bodies entwining defenseless and silent, and now I am here with you: no second thoughts, I've decided, decided . . ."

Erik is not sure if she is sincere, but he retains her gaze as she continues her song and walks to the back of the stage and up an artificial staircase. Erik follows her path from the opposite end of the stage.

Raoul watches in shock as Christine transforms before his eyes into a passionate woman in need of her lover.

"Past the point of no return, no going back now: our passion-play has now, at last, begun . . . Past all thought of right or wrong," Erik's breathing escalates as she pronounces these words. "One final question: how long should we two wait, before we're one? When will the blood begin to race, the sleeping bud burst into bloom? When will the flames, at last, consume us . . .?"

They have reached the top and a reproduction of a bridge aids their singing as they unite for the last verses.

"Past the point of no return the final threshold, the bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn . . . " Erik turns Christine around and embraces her from behind, she closes her eyes and delighted presses her hands against his, together they finish the song. "We've passed the point of no return . . ."

The orchestra continues to play as they maintain their hold on each other. Erik decides to attempt one final plea for her love. With her still in his arms he strokes her hair and utters the song that broke his heart when she sang it to another.

"Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime . . . Lead me, save me from my solitude . . ." in an eerie touch of destiny a violin, that only Christine and Erik can hear, plays in the distance. " Say you want me with you, here beside you . . ." Erik turns Christine around and holds her hand in his. She seeks in his eyes the music that plays for them. "Anywhere you go let me go too, Christine that's all I ask of . . ."

Christine interrupts his words by daring to remove his mask. The audience gasps in horror; the guards point their arms at Erik. Christine stares at the face of the angel, but says nothing. Erik is stunned and hurt; he takes out his sword and cuts a rope from the stage. He looks at Christine and asks a silent question, as he grabs the rope that swings toward him, Christine jumps to his arms. Before Raoul and the eyes of the people they fall down through a trap door and disappear.

But the rope that Erik has cut was his surprise for the managers. The enormous chandelier of the Opera house comes crashing down to the stage and unfortunately lands on Piangi's unconscious body, crushing him to death. The bulbs explode and the flames spread through the stage.

Everyone runs for their lives, searching for the nearest exit. Raoul frantically runs to the only person that can help him find Christine, Madame Giry. He finds her leading the ballerinas out of the theater.

"Madame Giry! You must help me. Tell me where he has taken her!" he demands.

The woman knows that this time she must speak.

"All right, follow me!"

They make their way to a dark hall that has not been reached by the flames; Madame Giry tells Raoul where to go from there. They do not know that Meg is not far behind them.