Luyện nghe bài hát Madame Giry's Tale

(The whole is spoken)

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

Giry, wait. . .

Please, Monsieur - I 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, Giry, for all our sakes . . .

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

Very well. It was years ago. There was a
fair in the city. The gypsies. I was very young, studying to be a ballerina. One of 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 school is taking a fieldtrip to a traveling circus)

Scary woman: See the from the East!

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

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

(All the kids except Young Madame Giry at him)

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

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

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

Murder!

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

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

(Young Madame Giry Erik in the window)

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

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

Young Erik. Thank you so much, lady.

(It goes back to the times)

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. He's an architect and designer, he'scomposer and amagician. A genius, Monsieur!

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