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I'm sorry.

That's just how it is.

Apparently, you've done a wonderful job.

Just gave him the news.

Monsieur Carrière, what's happened?

- I've just been dismissed. - Oh, no...

Go on, go around the corner.

Pardon me, monsieur,

I'm supposed to see a Monsieur Gerard Carrière?

I... I believe he's the manager here?

The Count de Chagny sent me, he said...

Monsieur Carrière could arrange for me to have singing lessons...

Monsieur Carrière has just been dismissed.

Where did he find her?

Monsieur the Count's new girl.

Dear, we're curious.

Where did the Count de Chagny find you?

Um, at a country fair.

He's branching out.

I think he was on his way to his château.

And thought you had nice legs?

No, he heard me singing... a folk song.

- Oh, and thought you had a nice voice? - Yes.

And asked if you'd like lessons?

Are all of you his friends?

That's him!

Was that the first time you met the Count?

No. I mean, yes!

Yes, it was... the first time.

What are you waiting for?

Madame, Madame...

One of the stagehands said I shouldn't go down there.

You're listening to a stagehand?

Maybe you don't want to work for me anymore at all.

No, no, I... I do.

So... you want an inventory of what?

Of everything you can find down there.

All costumes, all sets.

I want to know exactly what it is we are inheriting.

Maybe the new manager will help you,

but I can't promise you anything.

That's him.

The new director.

The truth is, my friends...

It was time for me to leave.

I'd been around far too long.

All Paris by now must know that the...

...the opera is under new management.

And, of course, that means a new managing director.

And I would like to present him to you now.

- He bought his way in. - How else?

Monsieur Alain Choleti.

- And, uh... - Carlotta.

And his charming and talented wife, Carlotta.

This is a moment we will never forget.

It's the phantom!

Phantom?

What is going on?

- I'll explain it to you in my office. - You mean my office.

Of course, forgive me.

Who is Joseph Buquet?

My wife's costume man.

She sent him to see what's down below.

We may have found something he wasn't looking for.

"Joseph Buquet broke the rules."

What rules?

Well, you see, there's a ghost in this opera house.

And he has certain rules which must be obeyed.

Do so and everything is fine.

Clearly your Joseph Buquet did not know the rules.

- What? - All you need to know...

...is don't go down below.

If this is a joke, it isn't funny.

I assure you, it is not a joke.

The ghost has been here as long as I have.

He moves everywhere.

He moves through doors, he moves through walls.

Sometimes it can be frightening.

But we obeyed his rules, and all went well.

Rumor has it, he lives far below the opera house,

on the edge of a lagoon.

During the days of the Paris Commune, there were torture chambers down there.

That's his territory. That's his domain.

That's where he lives.

And anyone who goes down there does not return.

He calls himself "the Phantom of the Opera."

Carrière...

I don't believe a word of this.

All this...

These are tricks!

Designed by you to get back at me and my wife,

for having you fired.

I don't believe in ghosts.

What is going on?

- Is he dead? - Answer my question.

Erik...

Yes. Yes, he's dead.

They were warned.

The man went where he shouldn't, I had no choice.

Yes, you did.

You could have let him go.

And he'd have gone right back up and they'd be down after me in a second.

He found out where I lived.

He may have seen my face.

Why did you let him go down there?

I didn't know he was going down.

- But it's your job to know. - I have no job.

I've been replaced.

Replaced?

That's why all this happened.

I only learned about it today.

What a day of surprises this is turning out to be.

What am I going to do?

I don't know.

This man who's... replacing you...

- Does he believe in ghosts? - I don't think so.

Well, we have to make him believe.

That may not be so easy.

But if we can't, they will all be down after me just as I feared.

Maybe not.

After all, they don't know that Joseph Buquet is dead.

Well they'll certainly know that he's dead--

- I think I can take care of that. - How?

You just leave that to me.

It's changed now, hasn't it?

Well, at best, I only have a few more years.

You must have known that, Erik.

I had rather hoped that you might be able to choose your successor.

So had I.

My god!

The place really is haunted. What is that?

Well, without looking, I would say, with confidence...

- It must be Carlotta. - Who?

The new star.

She can't sing!

Well, obviously, she doesn't know that.

Well, someone should tell her.

She's married to the new manager.

Good god.

This means she's probably going to sing all the time.

What kind of horror are you leaving me in?

Erik, what are we going to do about all of this?

I know what to do about it.

- I'll kill them both. - Oh, come on now.

I'm teasing, probably the only one I need to kill is her.

Erik...

What has happened to your sense of humor?

My humor?

Alright, I'm sorry.

I'm just not used to killing people, it's throwing me off a bit.

I suppose she'll be choosing the opera season, too.

I understand she plans to run everything.

Well, that settles it. I'm going with you.

I can't, can I?

Sometimes I forget that I'm fit for nowhere but these gloomy vaults...

Bereaved of light.

Like blackness itself.

For I am blackness itself, aren't I?

Where are my golden tents...

Where are my lambs, rejoicing?

"Give this girl singing lessons"...

She was sent by the Comte de Chagny.

And who is the Comte de Chagny?

- One of our biggest patrons. - Oh.

Lessons...

- Give this to Madame Carlotta. - Bien, monsieur.

Ah, darling!

My darling.

This lovely young girl would like singing lessons.

- What can we do? - Nothing.

You think this girl can sing?

Look at how she stands!

Look at what she's wearing!

Where did you grow up, on a farm?

Sort of, Madame.

The world of opera has nothing to do with farm life.

Why are you asking me this?

Because she has a patron who is powerful.

There's only one way to learn to sing:

observe singers.

My dear, I'm going to do you a favor.

I'm going to let you work for me.

In the costume department.

She has just replaced Joseph Buquet as my costumer.

What?

- Buquet has quit! - Quit?

Doesn't like the working conditions.

Can you believe it?

After all I've done for that man!

"Good riddance" is what I say!

- Thank you, Monsieur. - It's nothing.

Where are you staying?

Um... no place, I have no money.

I'm not supposed to do this.

You mustn't tell anyone.

You can stay here,

'til you can afford something else.

But at night...

...do not wander...

...around the opera house.

It's for...

...for your own protection.

This place is huge.

Good at last. Goodnight.

Thank you.

Goodnight.

Just make yourself at home.

Derrière de chez mon père

Les lauriers sont fleuris

Tous les oiseaux du monde se vont de faire leurs nids

Auprès de ma blonde

Qu'il fait bon, fait bon, fait bon

Il chante pour les filles qui n’ont point de mari

Ne chante pas pour moi

Car j'en a un joli

Auprès de ma blonde

Qu’il fait bon dormi

Auprès de ma blonde

Auprès de ma blonde

Qu’il fait bon dormi

En riant tout en riant

Moi qui suis gentil galant

Ma bergère j'y trouvai

Bergère il nous fait aimer

En riant tout en riant

Laissez-moi planter le mai

Moi qui suis gentil galant

Cheese bread, cheese bread... Ah, here you are.

There you go...

Let me wrap it up for you...

Here you are, have a nice day.

Good morning, Jean-Claude.

- Oh, thank you. - You're welcome.

What should I do?

Sometimes, they lay their costumes here.

Sometimes, over there.

Their name is sewn in the back.

You pick up the costumes carefully...

...and put them in this cart.

Costumes are like people.

You must handle them carefully.

Darling...

Tell me the truth, how do I look?

You look like spring.

No, better.

You look like a young spring.

Like a spring that is not yet even spring.

Like spring that is about to be gone, spring.

That is winter...

No, no, no, no, no, is not winter.

It's spring, definitely spring!

You wouldn't lie to me, would you?

No, no, never...

Ô voluptés humaines!

Maudites soient les chaînes...

- What are they rehearsing? - Gonoud's "Faust".

The story of an ugly old man who sells his soul to the devil.

- Why? - Why do you think?

For the love of a woman!

- Hello, Pierre! - Hello!

Who is this little one?

Maudite sois-tu...

No, no, no!

This is poison, not soup!

You're drinking it because you want to kill yourself!

Not to enjoy a meal!

That's because you despair.

Not happy!

Take it from "la-la-la-la".

- From where? - "La-la-la-la"!

I think he wants Mephisto's entry.

Three, four.

Maudite sois-tu, patience!

À moi, Satan!

À moi!

Me voici!

D'où vient ta surprise?

Ne suis-je pas mis à ta guise?

L'épée au côté

La plume au chapeau

L'escarcelle pleine

Un riche manteau sur l'épaule

En somme

Un vrai gentilhomme!

- Who is she? - Marguerite...

The woman Faust desires.

I thought that was Carlotta's role.

Yeah, Carlotta doesn't think she needs rehearsal.

- Goodnight. - Goodnight.

Please don't be afraid.

I'm a friend. As well as... an admirer.

No, please.

I would appreciate it greatly if you were to stay exactly where you are.

Mademoiselle, last night I heard you singing.

I know you... you... you... thought you were alone...

...but you were not.

You have the most astonishing voice.

It is like an angel.

Exquisite, in tone and shape.

In fact, in almost every single detail.

Except...

But, forgive me...

It is obviously untrained.

Now, without training, your...

...voice, beautiful though it is...

...will never attain the heights for which I know it is destined.

Now... if you will allow me...

I can help you.

I...

...am a musician...

...of sorts.

No, please.

There is a condition.

And this condition is... inviolable.

I have never taken on any students,

for until last night, I never wanted to.

And if others should hear that I am giving lessons,

well, they will want them too.

Therefore, I...

...must insist that if you...

...allow me to be your guide, and I sincerely hope that you will...

I must insist that I remain... anonymous.

Which is why I'm wearing this mask.

Please, there's no need for an answer now.

I will find you.

Goodnight.

Listen to this one. Just arrived.

"'Norma' is a fine opera and I approve of its selection."

"What I do not approve of is your wife being in it."

Does not approve of my Carlotta being in it.

This is her Paris debut,

the most important moment of her career,

and the Phantom of the Opera does not approve?

- Monsieur, it... it's only a note. - From a ghost?

Since when do ghosts write?

This has been going on for a month.

Every day, insults, demands!

Listen to this one.

"I expect Box Five reserved for my personal use at every performance."

Signed, the Phantom of the Opera.

I was told the previous manager always gave him Box Five.

Inspector Ledoux is getting no preferential treatment from me!

Not in my opera house!

What's she got to be so happy about?

She's been here over a month and all she does is hum.

- She's getting better at it, too. - I can't stand her.

Dear, have you heard from the Count?

That'll shut her up!

I found a nice family you can stay with.

Not far from here.

Is wouldn't cost you anything.

Thank you, Jean-Claude, I'm very happy where I am.

I'm not supposed to let people stay here!

Jean-Claude, let her.

Please.

As a kindness to me.

More flowers from Monsieur, Madame.

Oh, please, wait a minute.

- What is it? - Number Five.

Go ahead and open it.

- But... - I said, open it.

I am in charge here. Not a ghost!

Mesdames... messieurs...

Excuse me.

This box is mine.

I would appreciate it if you left!

Places, please!

Where is my wig?

My wig!

Oh.

Thank god.

Ella viene, e la stella di Roma

Sbigottita si copre d'un velo

Irminsul corre i campi del cielo

Qual cometa fioriera d'orror

Sediziose voci

Voci di guerra

Avvi chi alzarsi attenta

Presso all'ara del Dio?

V'ha chi presume

Dettar responsi

Alla veggente Norma

E di Roma affrettar

Il fato arcano?

Ei non dipende

No, non dipende

Da potere umano

We have found Madame's wigmaker.

I want him killed.

And fed to the vermin that were in that wig.

It was not his fault.

Not his fault!

Someone locked him in the prop room!

Where is Inspector Ledoux?

Go and find him.

Can't say I didn't warn you.

Who is that?

Who do you think?

The sooner you both leave, the sooner your ordeal will be over.

Forgive me if I don't stay to chat, but I have other matters to attend to now.

Who was that?

Maestro.

- You ready for our next lessons? - Yes.

Did you see what happened to Carlotta?

No, what?

Her debut was a disaster.

Oh! That's too bad!

- You heard him? - Yes, through the walls.

And he said "I am the Phantom".

No, no, not in so many words.

Monsieur, you're upset, and I don't blame you.

These are not... good reviews.

However, let me say, as someone who doesn't know that much about opera...

I never knew it could be so funny!

I tell you, the Phantom is behind all of this.

And it is because he wants to drive us mad!

I'm not comfortable with the upper register yet.

But you will be.

You're doing so well.

You already have a finer voice than most of that company.

- That's not possible. - Oh, but it is.

And very soon, sooner than I ever thought,

you'll be singing not just up here, but on the stage as well.

- That's like a dream. - Except that it's real.

Sometimes dreams can be real.

The gods smiled when they imagined you, Christine Daaé.

You are...

...music itself.

I wish my father were alive.

Was he a musician?

- A great one. - I'm not surprised.

A violinist.

He would play and I would sing...

He took me here once, you know.

I was just a child.

It was his dream that I would sing here one day.

He's watched over you.

I like to think so.

I have no doubt of it.

Do you know the Count de Chagny?

Why do you ask?

He was the one who told me to come here.

He heard me singing at a country fair.

He's not worthy of you.

Why?

Please?

Because he comes to the opera for the wrong reasons.

He comes for the beauty of faces rather than the beauty of music.

I'm sorry.

Have I hurt you?

That's something I would never want to do.

If this creature does exist...

Supposedly, he lives way down here.

On the lowest level.

They say there was a sort of lagoon.

Part of the river system that froze

underneath all of Paris.

All this is his domain.

And anyone who ventures down...

...does not return.

Or so people say.

So what's he doing up here?

He comes up because...

...he loves opera.

What's he look like?

Frankly, I've never met anyone who has actually seen him.

But the rumor is, he wears a mask.

And if you are unlucky enough to see his face...

...you die.

Oh...

I want him caught.

Sold out.

Just shows that bad reviews mean nothing.

...suscita l'amore

Poiché quell'occhio al core

Onnipotente va

Libiamo amore

Amor fra i calici più caldi baci avrà

Ah, libiam, amor fra i calici più caldi baci avrà

Tra voi, tra voi saprò dividere

Il tempo mio giocondo

Tutto è follia, follia nel mondo

Ciò che non è piacer

Godiam, fugace e rapido

È il gaudio dell'amore

È un fior che nasce e muore

Né più si può goder

Godiam, c'invita, c'invita un fervido

Accento lusinghier...

Ah, godiamo, la tazza, la tazza

E il cantico la notte abbella e il riso

In questo, in questo paradiso...

Oh, my darling...

My poor, poor darling...

We know how it was done.

- Glue. - I need a cognac!

Come in, my darling.

L... Ledoux...

Joseph... Buquet...

Joseph... Buquet...

Where?

I'm afraid you were seeing phantoms of another sort.

He wants me to resign.

- Who? - The Phantom.

He wants to run this place.

Well, I will not resign.

- What are you going to do about it? - Do?

I'll tell you what you are going to do,

you are going to get some of your best men

and you're going down after this creature tonight!

- Monsieur, in my humble opinion... - I have friends in high places, Ledoux.

If you understand my meaning.

Have I done something wrong?

My voice does not please you.

Please me?

Ever since I was a child, you're what I've been hearing in my dreams.

I can't teach you anymore.

I mean you're ready.

Ready for what?

To audition for the company.

Oh, well, they're not holding auditions anymore.

You're not going to audition the usual way.

Madame Carlotta would be much too jealous of your voice.

No, don't worry, I know what I'm doing.

Just be patient.

Maestro?

There's one thing that you've not told me.

Where do you live?

When sing, I live in the heavens, and when you do not...

...down below.

How will I ever repay you for this?

Bonjour, Jean-Claude.

Monsieur le Comte!

We weren't expecting you for weeks.

I know, I was away on business,

and I saw that my only business was to come back.

Now, Jean-Claude, please say yes,

Is there a young girl here named Christine?

Christine... Christine, Christine, Christine...

Do not joke!

This is remarkable!

It's possible Monsieur le Comte is in love?

In love?

How could I be in love? I hardly know the girl.

And that's how it happens.

- Really? - We all thought you were immune.

So did I.

- Don't let it get around. - Oh, I wouldn't dream of it.

- My reputation will be ruined - I understand.

So, where is she?

She's inside.

All the while, I was away.

I kept wondering, what if she doesn't believe me?

Maybe she won't even come to the opera house.

Is she in the course yet?

Which course?

I sent her here so she could have singing lessons.

She has the most astounding voice...

She has been put in the costume department.

Costume department?

Monsieur Carrière was fired.

There is a new manager now.

It's not the same here anymore.

Well... is she alright?

Why wouldn't she be?

Something's wrong.

Nothing. Nothing's wrong.

Christine?

It is you.

I swear, I... I did not intend for you to be doing this.

It's alright, Monsieur, I'm honored just being here.

You should be having singing lessons.

It's what I promised you.

You have a wonderful voice.

I know about these things, I...

I... come to the opera all the time.

We'll be at the bistro tonight!

Better than that.

Because I am so happy to be back with all of you,

I'm going to throw a party tonight for the entire company!

At the bistro!

Will you come with me?

As my special guest?

The bistro is what we've been waiting for.

Everybody sings at the bistro. That's the tradition.

That's why the company loves going there.

And you will sing, too.

And they will all hear.

There'll be no way that La Carlotta can say no.

This is what you will wear.

Un fiacre allait, trottinant

Cahin, caha, hu, dia, hop là

Un fiacre allait, trottinant

Jaune, avec un cocher blanc

Derrièr' les stores baissés

Cahin, caha, hu, dia, hop là

Derrièr' les stores baissés

On entendait des baisers

Puis un' voix disant: "Léon!"

Cahin, caha, hu, dia, hop là

Puis un' voix disant: "Léon!"

"Pour causer, ôtons ton lorgnon!"

I've never seen him like this.

He seems so distracted.

Un vieux monsieur qui passait

Cahin, caha, hu, dia, hop là

You have nothing to be concerned about.

I have faith.

I promise you, you're going to be fine.

Philippe!

Gérard. My dear friend!

This girl, whose voice you what me to hear...

- Who is she? - Come have a drink with me.

Thank you. For remembering me.

Remembering you, Gérard? Please.

You didn't deserve what happened.

Frankly, I didn't think so either.

Oh, what does it matter? I should have retired years ago.

But, tell me...

Tell me about this girl that you appear to be so...

...so interested in.

She has the most beautiful voice I've ever heard.

Like all the women you send to me for lessons?

No, this one is different.

Of course.

To the difference.

Forgive me, I'm hurrying as fast as I can.

Don't worry.

I've never seen such perfection.

Good evening, Madame.

I just saw the figures, "Faust" is sold out.

What?

We decided to announce "Faust".

With me?

- I believe we mentioned you. - That's why it sold out!

I said I would not sing again and I meant it.

Not "Faust", not anything, not...

...until this masked fiend is killed.

Darling, he has done nothing bad to you in well over a month.

Because I haven't sung in well over a month!

Yes! And our business shows it!

Darling...

Our audience is waiting for you.

- I'll say they're waiting! - No, it's not like that!

Tell her.

Until Madame came, opera was getting very dull here in Paris...

And why?

- It was too serious. - Exactly.

Darling, you have shown Paris...

...that opera doesn't have to be that way.

I am not a buffoon!

Madame Carlotta.

I have a favor to ask of you.

This young girl is what?

My niece.

Really?

Anyway, somehow, foolishly, I have promised her singing lessons.

- What can I do? - Well, you could give them to her.

- I? - Who better?

Let me add, if you would...

I'd be willing to cover the company's operating deficits, for...

...let's say, the next three years?

Well, I'd be overjoyed to gave her lessons.

I'm so relieved.

When can I meet her?

I was hoping tonight.

She promised me she'd come, but...

- She's shy. - Extremely.

Nieces are like that.

Christine...

This way.

Isn't that Christine?

That's Christine.

- Look who's just arrived. - I know.

He says she's his niece!

His niece!

I just said I'd give her singing lessons.

...ma tombe je veux qu'on inscrive

Ici gît le roi des buveurs

Sur ma tombe je veux qu'on inscrive

Ici gît le roi des buveurs

- Ici gît - Oui, oui, oui

- Ici gît - Non, non, non

Ici gît le roi des buveurs

- Ici gît - Oui, oui, oui

- Ici gît - Non, non, non

Will you sing?

Par le rang et par l'opulence

En vain l'on a cru...

She has a sweet little voice.

Bit, uh... thin.

- Why don't you join her? - Oh, no, no, it wouldn't be fair!

- Please, give us that pleasure. - Come, come.

Sous les bijoux et la dentelle

Je cache un chagrin sans espoir

Sans espoir, sans espoir

- Sans... - Sans espoir, sans espoir...

A quoi me sert

D'être si belle

Lui seul, il ne doit pas me voir

Lui seul, il ne doit pas me voir

O vous à qui je fus ravie

Dont j'ai partagé le destin

Je donnerais toute ma vie

Pour pouvoir vous serrer la main

Je donnerais

Je donnerais toute ma vie

Pour pouvoir

Vous serrer

La main

Je donnerais toute ma vie

Pour pouvoir

Vous serrer

La

Pour pouvoir vous serrer

La main

You should sign her up.

That girl doesn't need singing lessons.

I'm going to sign her up.

Only for the chorus.

Think what she'll do for our business.

Did I tell you she was wonderful?

Wonderful doesn't begin to describe the beauty of that voice.

I am Gérard Carrière.

- Former manager of the opera house. - Oh, of course!

And I must tell you, Mademoiselle...

Not only is your voice astonishing,

But it reminded me of someone I was privileged to know years ago,

a great singer...

Belladova.

- I don't suppose you've ever heard of her. - No...

Well, no matter.

Go and enjoy your success.

- Not now. Later. - I want to talk to you.

Please. We saw someone outside.

Look.

Nobody there.

I must have been mistaken.

Where's Christine?

- Christine, yes, Christine! - Christine, Christine...

- Was your mother a parrot? - Parrot?

- Do you like your job? - Yes, very much.

Then I suggest you tell me where her room is, otherwise...

- ...goodbye! - She's not back yet.

Well!

When she comes back, let me know, I'll be upstairs in her suite.

Will you please, stop pacing!

Not til I find out where she learned to sing like that.

She has natural talent.

Talent like that is not natural.

- Someone has been teaching her. - What?

No one can sing bel canto without lessons.

God doesn't allow it.

Why do I keep thinking I've met you before?

And I thought it the instant I saw you singing at that village fair.

I even thought I recognized your voice.

Am I dreaming?

No more than I.

Don't you remember the little girl in the kitchen?

Christine!

Yes...

Oh my god!

Papa! Papa!

Hier matin je m'y levai

Laissez-moi planter le mai

Vers le bois je m'en allai

En riant tout en riant

Laissez-moi planter le mai

Moi qui suis gentil galant

Hier matin...

Philippe!

Philippe!

Philippe!

Philippe! Philippe!

Philippe!

Come in!

Come in, Philippe!

No, no, Philippe, no...

I've heard it every night since I was a child.

I've missed you, Christine.

Philippe, what time is it?

Oh, Philippe, I've got to go.

- Christine! - Please.

Christine!

- Please, wait. - Please, Philippe.

Why are we coming here?

Because, it's where I have to go.

Is it someone else?

It's not what you think.

Maestro...

Maestro?

Oh, please forgive me, please...

Comte de Chagny...

Oh, Madame.

Don't be frightened.

I simply had to see you.

You were so...

...fantastic tonight.

Thank you.

So fantastic that I couldn't sleep, I could only...

...think about you.

So...

This is where you've been living.

Yes, it's just, um...

...temporary.

Oh, dear...

There's something I can't quite understand.

Yes?

How you learned to sing so well.

Because technique like yours

simply does not come on its own.

So who has been teaching you?

I can't say.

Can't say...

I gave my word.

To whom?

Your teacher?

I see.

Your teacher said, "don't tell Carlotta who I am."

He said not to tell anyone.

You think I'm "anyone"?

Please, Madame.

So this is how you repay my generosity!

Letting you stay in these magnificent quarters!

Against all regulations, rent-free!

Alright!

The last thing I would want to do is to appear ungrateful.

I would hope.

But you must swear never to tell another soul.

You have my word.

The truth is, I don't know what his name is.

Maestro never told me it.

Well, what does he look like?

I'm not sure.

Not sure?

I've never seen his face.

Dear, I'm afraid I don't understand.

He wears a mask.

Mask...

I know who the teacher is!

- Christine! - Maestro?

No! It's Monsieur Choleti!

Excuse me.

I know it's late.

But I have a very exciting plan for you.

Only don't tell my wife.

You've given her Marguerite?

In "Faust"?

Yes.

You said you wouldn't sing it.

I didn't mean for you to give it to her!

She's a very good singer.

It'll be good for business.

- She's my costume girl. - Exactly.

Can you imagine the publicity we'll get?

That's exactly what I'm thinking of.

Please?

Darling...

I have another reason for doing this,

so ask no more.

- He wants you to what? - Sing Marguerite in "Faust".

When did he ask you that?

At the bistro.

After I had finished singing.

Oh, it was such a triumph, I wanted to come back and tell you right away.

But, Carlotta, well, she insisted that I go off with her to celebrate, and...

Well, that's why I was out so late.

Well, that's... certainly wonderful news.

We have a lot of work ahead of us.

I'm sorry.

I lied to you just now.

Monsieur Choleti came and told me this last night.

I wasn't with Carlotta after the bistro.

I was with the Count.

I shouldn't have lied, I'm not sure why I did, um...

I suppose it was because I thought...

...you'd be upset...

...and I didn't want to hurt you.

Because...

...none of this would have ever happened without you.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Good day, sir.

- Inspector Ledoux! - Of course.

Yes?

Philippe!

- Is this really happening? - Of course it is.

I always told you.

You're wonderful.

Madame.

Just wanted to wish you well.

Thank you.

Can't believe this is all really happening.

Oh, it is.

Very much.

You really have been so generous.

Nonsense.

Opera is my life.

And you, my dear, have the greatest voice I've ever heard.

What is that?

Oh, just a little something made of herbs.

Most opera singers use this before going on.

Helps steady those nerves!

Oh, I'm a bit nervous too, you know.

How you do tonight affects my reputation as well as yours.

Please...

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to worry you.

You're going to do just splendidly!

Oh, I'm so nervous for you.

Without this, I don't think I'd even be able to talk!

Do you think I could have some?

Why?

Are you nervous?

Yes, very much.

Well, then...

It would probably do you good.

Que faut-il pour te décider?

La jeunesse t'appelle

Can't quite tell if he's up there.

Sometimes he hides behind the curtain.

Patience.

Ainsi que la brise légère

Soulève en épais tourbillons

La poussière de les sillons

La poussière de les sillons

Que la valse nous entraîne

Faites retentir la plaine

De l'éclat de vos chansons

De l'éclat de vos chansons

La voici

- C'est elle - Eh bien

Aborde-la

Marguerite

Plaît-il

Maudit homme

- Encore là - Eh quoi, mon ami

Vous voilà

Vraiment, mon ami, vous voilà

Ne permettrez-vous pas

Ma belle demoiselle

Qu'on vous offre le bras

Pour faire le chemin

Non, m...

Non...

Non, mons...

Non...

Non, monsieur...

Non, monsieur...

I knew you shouldn't have hired her.

Demoiselle, ni belle...

Comes from having no experience.

No...

No!

Bring down the curtain!

Bring it down!

- The curtain! - Get that curtain down!