"That fate which condemns me to wallow in blood...has also denied me the joys of the flesh. This face—the infection which poisons our love!" He takes the bridal veil from the dummy he made to be a striking resemblance of Raoul, and moves slowly towards them

"This face, which earned a mother's fear and loathing...A mask, my first unfeeling scrap of clothing-" The prior coldness was replaced by a deep sorrow, he stares into Raoul's eyes for a moment as he places the veil on his head, but upon seeing the change in their expression his demeanor shifts again

"Pity comes too late— turn around and face your fate; an eternity of this before your eyes! He cried out in a mix of frustration and despair, throwing his arms up. But his tantrum was interrupted when they heared a commotion at the entrance of the lair. Erik's expression was quickly wiped off his face when he senses Raoul's presence. Behind the portcullis shildieng the lair, Raoul comes out of the water

"Wait! I think, my dear, we have a guest! Sir, this is indeed an unparalleled delight! I had rather hoped that you would come... And now my wish comes true— you have truly made my night!"

*Raoul was pleading, grasping the bars of the gate for entrance, his only focus being getting to Gustave in that moment. Meanwhile Erik gestures, and the gate rises. Raoul immediately storms in and towards Gustave *

"Monsieur, I bid you welcome! Did you think that I would harm them? Why should I make them pay, for the sins which are yours?"

So saying, he takes the Punjab lasso and, before Raoul has a chance to move any further, catches him by the neck. The end of the rope, of which Erik has let go, remains magically suspended in mid-air. He turns to Gustave then Back to Raoul..;

"Start a new life with me— buy his freedom with your love! Refuse me, or Raoul you shall be Sent to your death! This is the choice— This is the point of no return!"