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(The whole is spoken)

(GIRY is hurrying across. RAOUL appears and calls her)

Giry, wait. . .

Please, Monsieur - I know no than
else.

not true.

(uneasily)

Please, Monsieur, don't ask, there have been too accidents . . .

(ironical)

Accidents?! (She off again. He stops her) (desperately) Please, Madame Giry, for all our sakes . . .

GIRY (She has glanced nervously about her and suddenly deciding to him, cuts in)

Very well. It was years ago. was a traveling
in the city. The gypsies. I was very young, studying to be a ballerina. One of many living in the dormitories of the opera house.
(There is a flashback of when Madame Giry is still very young and at the fair)

(The circus)

(Young Madame Giry's school is a fieldtrip to a traveling circus)

woman: See the wonder from the East!

Cruel man. Come. Come. Come inside. and see The Devil's Child.

(They all see Young Erik with a over his head, chained in a cage of straw. He is making a stuffed monkey playing the cymbals like the one on the musical box)

(All the children except for Young Madame Giry laugh at Erik)

Cruel man. (Beats Erik with a stick) You demon! (Beats) Villain! (Beats) Ne'er do-well! (Beats) Libertine! (Beats) Dangerous! (Beats) Hideous! (Beats) Monstrous! (Beats) BEAST! (Beats very hard)
(Young Erik in pain on the straw. Young Madame Giry looks sadly at Young Erik)
Man. Behold, Mesdames and messieurs, the Devil's Child! (He takes the sack off Young Erik's head, pulls the hair)

(All the except Young Madame Giry laugh at him)

(Erik slowly the sack back on. When all the children break free, the cruel man begins to count his money coins)

(Young Erik suddenly breaks free, a rope and the chains he was chained too and strangles the cruel man)

(Erik his stuff monkey and takes Young Madame Giry's hand and they run out of the traveling circus)

Murder!

Policeman: way?!
Man: way! That way!
He's getting away!

(Young Giry and Young Erik run all the way to a window of the Opera House)

(Young Madame puts Erik in the window)

(The House)
(Narrating the story) I hid him from the world, and its cruelties.
(Young Madame Giry enters from another part of the room, Young Erik runs to her and she him)

Young Giry. If you in here, you are safe.

Young Erik. Thank you so much, lady.

(It goes back to the times)

GIRY: He has known nothing else of since then except this opera house. I called him Erik. It was his playground and now his artistic domain, he's a genius. He's an architect and designer, he'scomposer and amagician. A genius, Monsieur!

ROUL: But clearly, Giry, genius has turned to madness.