Luyện nghe bài hát Madame Giry's Tale

(The whole is spoken)

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

Giry, wait. . .

Please, - I know no more than
else.

not true.

(uneasily)

Please, Monsieur, ask, there have been too many accidents . . .

(ironical)

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

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

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

(The circus)

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

Scary See the wonder from the East!

Cruel man. Come. Come. Come inside. Come and see The Child.

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

(All the children for Young Madame Giry laugh at Young 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 groans in on the straw. Young Madame Giry looks sadly at Young Erik)
Cruel Man. Behold, and messieurs, the Devil's Child! (He takes the sack off Young Erik's head, pulls the hair)

(All the kids Young Madame Giry laugh at him)

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

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

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

Murder!

Policeman: way?!
That way! That way!
Policeman: getting away!

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

(Young Madame Giry Erik in the window)

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

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

Young Erik. you so much, young lady.

(It goes back to the times)

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

But clearly, Madame Giry, genius has turned to madness.