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Federico128
view post Posted on 6/9/2008, 19:52




THE STAGE OF THE PARIS OPERA, 1905

PROLOGUE

(The contents of the opera house is being auctioned off.
An AUCTIONEER, PORTERS, BIDDERS,
and RAOUL, seventy now, but still bright of eye.
The action commences with a blow from the AUCTlONEER's gavel)

AUCTIONEER

(spoken) Sold. Your number, sir? Thank you.

(spoken) Lot 663, then, ladies and gentlemen:
a poster for this house's production of "Hannibal" by Chalumeau.

PORTER

(spoken) Showing here.

AUCTIONEER

(spoken) Do I have ten francs? Five then. Five I am bid.
Six, seven. Against you, sir, seven. Eight.
Eight once. Selling twice. Sold, to Raoul, Vicomte de Chagny.

(spoken)
Lot 664: a wooden pistol and three human skulls
from the 1831 production of "Robert le Diable" by Meyerbeer.
Ten francs for this. Ten, thank you.
Ten francs still. Fifteen, thank you, sir Fifteen I am bid.
Going at fifteen. Your number, sir?

(spoken) 665, ladies and gentlemen: a papier-mache musical box,
in the shape of a barrel-organ.
Attached, the figure of a monkey in Persian robes playing the cymbals.
This item, discovered in the vaults of the theatre, still in working order.

PORTER (holding it up)

(spoken) Showing here. (He sets it in motion)

AUCTIONEER

(spoken) May I start at twenty francs? Fifteen, then? Fifteen I am bid.

(The bidding continues. RAOUL. eventually buys the box for thirty francs)

(spoken) Sold, for thirty francs to the Vicomte de Chagny. Thank you, sir.

(The box is handed across to RAOUL.
He studies it, as attention focuses on him for a moment)

RAOUL (quietly, half to himself, half to the box)

A collector's piece indeed . .
every detail exactly as she said . . .

She often spoke of you, my friend ....
Your velvet lining, and your figurine of lead...

Will you still play, when all the rest of us are dead?

(Attention returns to the AUCTIONEER, as he resumes)

AUCTIONEER

(spoken) Lot 666, then: a chandelier in pieces.
Some of you may recall the strange affair of the Phantom of the Opera:
a mystery never fully explained.
We are told ladies and gentlemen,
that this is the very chandelier which figures in the famous disaster.
Our workshops have restored it
and fitted up parts of it with wiring for the new electric light,
so that we may get a hint of what it may look like when re- assembled.
Perhaps we may frighten away the ghost of
so many years ago with a little illumination, gentlemen?

(The AUCTIONEER switches on the chandelier.
There is an enormous flash, and the OVERTURE begins.
During the overture the opera house is restored to its earlier grandeur.
The chandelier immense and glittering, rises magically fromthe stage,
finally hovering high above the stalls)
 
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voodoogirl89
view post Posted on 7/9/2008, 00:34




uao ._. ma che parte è..? *-*
 
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Federico128
view post Posted on 7/9/2008, 19:55




il prologo, ora posto think of me, una delle preferite di Chris :)

Think of me
think of me fondly,
when we've said goodbye.
Remember me
once in a while -
please promise me
you'll try.

FIRMIN
Andre, this is doing nothing for my nerves.

ANDRE
Don't fret, Firmin.

CHRISTINE
When you find
that, once
again, you long
to take your heart back
and be free -
if you
ever find
a moment,
spare a thought
for me

(Transformation to the Gala. CHRISTINE is
revealed in full costume)


We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but if
you can still
remember
stop and think
of me . . .

Think of all the things
we've shared and seen -
don't think about the things
which might have been . . .

Think of me,
think of me waking,
silent and
resigned.

Imagine me,
trying too hard
to put you
from my mind.

Recall those days
look back
on all those times,
think of the things
we'll never do -
there will
never be
a day, when
I won't think
of you . .

(Applause, bravos. Prominent among the bravos, those
of the young RAOUL in the MANAGERS' box)

RAOUL
Can it be?
Can it be Christine?

Bravo!

(he raises his opera-glasses)

What a change!
You're really
not a bit
the gawkish girl
that once you were...

(lowering his opera-glasses)

She may
not remember
me, but
I remember
her...

CHRISTINE
We never said
our love
was evergreen,
or as unchanging
as the sea -
but please
promise me,
that sometimes
you will think of me!
 
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voodoogirl89
view post Posted on 9/9/2008, 19:43




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