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: [to Louis
] Are you not hungry, sir? Lestat
: Aux contraire, mon cher, he could eat the whole colony.
[starts to laugh
: [as Yvette starts to pick up Louis's plate, he grabs her arm and looks at the veins in her neck
] I'll finish it, Yvette. Now leave us.
: No one could resist me, not even you, Louis. Louis
: I tried. Lestat
] And the more you tried, the more I wanted you.
: Your body's dying. Pay no attention, it happens to us all.
: You are a vampire who never knew what life was until it ran out in a big gush over your lips.
: Where are we? Lestat
: Where do you think, my idiot friend? We're in a nice, filthy cemetery. Does this make you happy? Is this fitting, proper enough? Louis
: We belong in hell. Lestat
: And what if there is no hell, or they don't want us there? Ever think of that? Louis
: But there was a hell, and no matter where we moved to, I was in it.
: Mon dieu, what melancholy nonsense. I swear you grow more like Louis each day. Soon you'll be eating rats! Claudia
: Rats? When did you eat rats, Louis? Louis
: It was a long, long time ago. Before you were born, and I don't recommend them.
: Evil is a point of view. God kills indiscriminately and so shall we. For no creatures under God are as we are, none so like him as ourselves.
: The trick is not to think about it. See that one there? Widow St. Clair. She had the gorgeous young fop murder her husband. Louis
: How do you know? Lestat
: Read her thoughts.
[Louis looks at him inquisitively
: *Read* her thoughts. Louis
: [attempts to read her thoughts
] I can't. Lestat
: The dark gift is different for each of us. But one thing is true for us all, we grow stronger as we go along. Just take my word for it. She blamed a slave for his murder. Imagine what they did to him. Evildoers are easier, and they taste better.
: Which one of you did it? One of you did it! Which on of you made me the way I am? Lestat
: What you are? A vampire gone insane that pollutes its own bed? Claudia
: And if I cut my hair again? Lestat
: It will grow back again. Claudia
: But it wasn't always so. I had a mother once, and Louis, he had a wife. He was mortal the same as she and so was I. Louis
: Claudia! Claudia
: You made us what we are, didn't you? Lestat
: Stop her, Louis. Claudia
: Did you do it to me?
[slashes Lestat's face, and it heals immediately
: How did you do it? Lestat
: Why should I tell you? It's in my power. Claudia
: Why yours alone? Tell me how it was done. Lestat
: Be glad I made you what you are. You'd be dead now if I hadn't, just like that damned corpse. Now, get rid of it! Claudia
: You get rid of it.
: Perfect! Just perfect! Just burn the place! Burn everything we own! Have us sleeping in the field like cattle! Louis
: You thought you could have it all... Lestat
: Oh, shut up, Louis! Mon Dieu! Come here.
: I'm going to give you the choice I never had.
: Do we forgive each other then?
: Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice I never had.
: We are predators, whose all-seeing eyes were meant to give them detachment.
: Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt.
: It's your coffin, my love. Enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like. Louis
: Why do you do this? Lestat
: I like to do it. I enjoy it. Take your aesthete's taste to purer things, kill them swiftly, if you will, but do it. For do not doubt: you are a killer, Louis.
: Oh Louis, Louis. Still whining, Louis. Have you heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries.
: I am afraid, madam, my days are sacrosanct.
: Lord, what I wouldn't give for a drop of good old-fashioned Creole blood. Louis
: Yankees are not to your taste? Lestat
: Their democratic flavor doesn't suit my palate, Louis.
: I assume I need no introduction.
: Come to New Orleans, then. The Paris Opera's in town. We can try some French cuisine. Louis
: Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for mortal life.
: Listen, Louis. There's life in these old hands still. Not quite Furioso. Moderato? Cantabile, perhaps. Claudia
: How can it be? Lestat
: Ask the alligator. His blood helped. Then on a diet of the blood of snakes, toads, and all the putrid life of the Mississippi, slowly, Lestat became something like himself again. Claudia... You've been a very, very, naughty little girl.
[watching a nude prostitute
: Now that is pure Creole. Trust Claudia to have found her. What, don't you want her? Claudia
: I want to be her.
: Whining coward of a vampire that prowls the night killing rats and poodles; you could have finished us both. Louis
: You've condemned me to Hell. Lestat
: I don't know any Hell.
: [dancing around with the corpse of Claudia's mother
] There's still life in the old lady yet.
: Should we put out the light? And then put out the light. But once put out thy light, I cannot give it vital breath again. It needs must wither.
: Have you said your good-byes to the light?
: I've drained you to the point of death. If I leave you here, you die. Or you can be young always, my friend, as we are now, but you must tell me: will you come or no?
: Where's mama? Lestat
: Mama... mama has gone to heaven, Chérie, like that sweet lady right there. They all go to heaven. Louis
: All but us. Lestat
: Shh. Do you want to frighten our little daughter? Claudia
: I'm not your daughter. Lestat
: Oh, yes, you are. You're mine and Louis' daughter now. You see, Louis was going to leave us, he was going to go away, but now he's not. Now, he's going to stay and make you happy. Claudia
: Louis. Louis
: You fiend. Lestat
: One happy family.
: It's so easy you almost feel sorry for them. You'll get used to killing. Just forget about that mortal coil. You'll become accustomed to it, all too quickly.
: Claudia... Claudia. Claudia! What have you done? Claudia
: What you told me to do! Louis
: Leave a corpse here to rot? Claudia
: I wanted her. I wanted to be her!
: [after Claudia kills the piano teacher
] Claudia, what have we told you? Claudia
: Never in the house.
: [to Louis
] Feed on what you will. Rats, chickens, poodles, I'll leave you to it and watch you come around. But just remember, life without me would be even more unbearable.
: For you, Louis. You can pretend it's wine.
: There's nothing in the world now that doesn't hold some sort of... Louis
: Fascination. Lestat
: Yes. I'm bored of this prattle. Louis
: But if we can live without taking human life? It's possible. Lestat
: Anything's possible. Just try it for a week. Come to New Orleans. Let me show you some real sport.
New Orleans Whore
: [fearful whispering
] It's a coffin, it's a coffin. Lestat
: What's that, my love? New Orleans Whore
: It's a coffin. Lestat
: Why, so it is. You must be dead. New Orleans Whore
: I'm not dead, am I? Louis
: No, you are not dead. Lestat
: Not yet.
[Claudia has just killed her seamstress
: Claudia! Claudia! Now who are we going to get to finish your dress? These impracticalities, cherie! Remember: never in the home!
: [Lestat follows a trail of bloody dead rats to a tunnel
] All I need to find you, Louis, is follow the corpses of rats.
: Claudia. You've been a very, very naughty little girl.
: Enough! Enough! Stop! Claudia
: I want some more.
: Don't be afraid... I'm going to give you the choice I never had.
: How did you manage to slip through the 50's in red velvet? Marius
: I slept. Lestat
: Don't think you've missed much. Marius
: Elvis? Lestat
: Elvis, yes. Marius
: You're bigger than he is now.
: My children. Warms my blood to see you all gathered plotting against me. Maharet
: Akasha. Akasha
: Maharet. You will address my king first. Jesse
: Lestat, what has she done to you? Marius
: Lestat, step aside. Lestat
: Never. Maharet
: The world has changed since you reigned. Akasha
: Then we shall change it back. Human are animals. Brute creatures. Their destruction can only make sense. Marius
: Akasha, please! Akasha
: You think you can change my will? I've had enough of this discussion. Join me or die! Maharet
: I will not. Pandora
: I will not. Armand
: I will not. Marius
: I will not. Akasha
: [to Lestat
] Do you love me? Lestat
: Yes. Akasha
: Then prove it. Kill her. Lestat
: She means nothing to me. Akasha
: Just the same. I'd like for you to kill her. Maharet
: You will not touch her! Akasha
: You dare to challenge me, Maharet? Jesse
: No it's all right, Aunt Maharet. It's what I want. Akasha
: How sweet. Akasha
: [after Jesse is killed
] See my children? Remember your real family, or join hers.
: A vampire's life is a life of discretion. Lestat
: Discretion? Why should we hide, Marius? We are the powerful. We are the immortal. We should walk fearless in the open.
[They both stop to watch a girl playing a violin
: That cannot be. We are vulnerable during the day. Mortals must never know of us. Lestat
: So I could never know her? Marius
: Not unless you wanted to kill her. Lestat
: So I can never be known? Marius
: You must be dead to the world.
: With all my black little heart.
] There comes a time for every vampire when the idea of eternity becomes momentarily unbearable. Living in the shadows, feeding in the darkness with only your own company to keep, rots into a solitary, hollow existence. Immortality seems like a good idea, until you realize you're going to spend it alone. So I went to sleep, hoping that the sounds of the passing eras would fade out, and a sort of death might happen. But as I lay there, the world didn't sound like the place I had left, but something different.
[rock music begins
: Better. It became worthwhile to rise again as new gods were born and worshipped. Night and day, they were never alone. I would become one of them.
: Whether it was that first meal, or a hundred years of rest, I'm not sure. But suddenly I was feeling better than ever. My senses so high they led me straight to the instrument of my resurrection, playing in my old house.
: Boo. Lestat
: Boo back.
: Do you have anything you want to say to the other vampires listening out there? Lestat
: As a matter of fact, I do. Come out, come out, wherever you are.
: I don't have time for this. Jesse
: All a vampire has is time. Lestat
: Not this one!
: [chained to a bed
] More! Marius
: I don't think so, my little lord. Lestat
: Let me go! Marius
: No. You've drunk the purest of blood, seen the oldest of things. Far too much for one as young as you. Lestat
: Her blood is like liquid fire. Who is she? Marius
: She is your mother. She is my mother. Akasha, queen of all who are damned. And he is her king. Akasha and Enkil nearly drank the earth dry when they ruled over Egypt. They drank and drank until Enkil lost his will to drink. Without a mate by her side, she lost hers. They became living statues. She has no respect for anything, except for the taste of blood: human and immortal alike. Lestat
: No! Release me!
[breaks through his chains, but Marius stops him
: She has made you quite powerful. Lestat
: You'll not stop me! Marius
: I can hear her blood in your voice. In all those years I've kept them, not once have they moved. Lestat
: Until tonight, and she chose me. Marius
: I chose you!
: Boo! That was quite a performance. You should learn to be more careful. Jesse
: Thanks. Lestat
: For what? Jesse
: You saved me. Lestat
: How presumptuous.
: Well, that makes you a very clever librarian, Talamascan. I knew I left that journal somewhere. So, was it a good read? Jesse
: It touched me. Lestat
: Did it now? Don't worry, Jesse. Your kind never satisfies my thirst.
: You're beautiful to me because you're human. Your frailty. Your short years. Your heart. All that suddenly seems more precious than anything I've ever known. Jesse
: I'm not as precious as you think.
: A London goth. It's funny. I would have pegged you for a Talamascan. Jesse
: Maybe in another light. LA Groupie
: I'm an Episcopalian! Roger
: And I'm a friggin' Buddhist. Uh, Lestat... Lestat
: Roger, would you take our little Episcopalian back to church?
: From that moment on, they were my friends, my children, my band. Giving the world a new god... me.
: So, you know Marius? Jesse
: I know a lot of things. Lestat
: Not how to stay alive, apparently. Jesse
: Oh, I guess we have that in common, though I think I'm a little ahead of the race, here. Lestat
: Well, I can fix that.
[reaches for her neck
] Your song "Redeemer" is about the girl with the violin? Right? Right? Lestat
: Right? What else do you think you know? Jesse
] I... Lestat
: You're... shaking. Jesse
: I'm cold. Lestat
: Still cold?
[backing her up against a wall
: So, go on, tell me more about me. Jesse
: You want... Lestat
: What do I want? Jesse
: You yearn... Lestat
: What do I yearn?
[pierces her finger
: What do I yearn?
[sucks the blood from her finger
: To walk with the living... out of the cold dark wasteland of eternity.
: [Lestat turns to walk away
] I know something that wasn't in your journal. Lestat
: Oh. What is that? Jesse
: You still have the violin, don't you.
: Akasha! Akasha
: Why so surprised, my love? You've called, I've come. Lestat
: My love? Akasha
: Never fear me, Lestat. All of your wishes have come true. Lestat
: My wishes? Akasha
: For a companion. Someone to share eternity with. You're bold like your music. You live your life in the open like I did... long ago... when I had a king. Lestat
: Had a king? Akasha
: He is no more. Now you are my consort. That's why I kept you safe... alive! Lestat
: You? Akasha
] You thought it was all you? The ego of a king as well. Yes! I know you, Lestat. I know you crave to have the world at your feet. So I've come to give it to you. Lestat
: Where are we? Akasha
: We are home. We live everywhere and anywhere we choose. The world is our garden.
: Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone, and there is nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity.
: Yes, but these other vampires, aren't they going to be pissed off at you giving away their secrets? Lestat
: Mmmmm... I imagine they are... Yes...!
: [in a TV interview broadcast worldwide - talking to all the vampires listening
] Come out, come out, wherever you are.
: [meeting for the first time in 200 years
] So, after all this time, what's the occasion? Marius
: You've just become very hard to avoid these days, at least in conversation. What are you trying to prove Lestat? Lestat
: Oh please, it's a little too late to come over all paternal now Marius. Two-hundred years and not a word from you. Marius
: You almost cost me everything, and now you've done it again. This isn't the time to settle old scores. Lestat
: Vampires don't settle old scores, we harbor them.
: [after sensing Akasha has awoken
] Akasha! Marius
: Arisen. She has taken the King's blood; absorbed his power. Lestat
: Good. Let her come. Marius
: Cancel the concert. Lestat
: Never. Marius
: You're no match for her Lestat, you're not a god. We were once mortals, too; it is our heritage we protect. Lestat
: Such reverence for mortals. Then you should have left me as one.
: [voice over
] Many times since, I have called to Marius. I howled into the night in loneliness and pain. But there was no answer, just the endless procession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone.
] Impressive. Reminds me of old mad Druids running around chanting in the forest. A return to the primitive. Lestat
: Out there. My fans. Thousands and thousands. They worship me. Millions of arms reach out to embrace, beg me to come into their lives. Marius
: It's what you've always wanted. Lestat
: With all my black little heart. Marius
: Do you think of anyone but yourself? Lestat
: I only have myself. You taught me that. Marius
: It may be time to get ready for some company. Lestat
: What's that supposed to mean? Marius
: [referring to Akasha
] Your music's woken a very old friend... Lestat
: [looks at Marius, trying to understand
: Can't you hear it? Or is the applause all you can hear now?