"He sold his soul to the devil so the world would love him for his talent. The devil had a price. He mutilated his face so terribly, that no one could stand to love him ever again. The only way to kill this man is to destroy his music."
"His compositions are locked away in his lair beneath the Opera. No one would dare venture down there again, not after Pampin, and not after Buquet... How are we going to destroy his music then?"
"Simple. We destroy Christine."