I realize the hypocrite I am, emphasizing cleanliness after I overindulged, but a proper disposal is the penance of a sated vampire. And you won't always have a conveniently-located graveyard nearby.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
[Referring to tenor singing out of tune] I don't understand how someone like that can make it onto a stage. I understand they're a rogue company, but are they pulling talent from roadside gas stations?
Vampires are killers. Apex predators whose all-seeing eyes were meant to give them detachment, the ability to see a human life in its entirety, not with any mawkish sorrow, but with the thrilling satisfaction of being the end of that life and having a hand in the divine plan.
Don't expect every reader to swallow that one.
Two vampires walk into a church. That's where we left off.
Blissing out post-priesticide.
[Disposing of a body] This was your man's esquire sent in his stead.
I was hungry.
A stone's throw from your place of business. What were you thinking?
He disrespected me.
How did he do that?
He said I did a good job.
You are a library of confusion!
Here's an idea: let's take a holiday. How about Rome?
Rome? Rome, Italy?
Would you prefer Rome, Wisconsin?
A couple of parish priests go missing, people say, 'Fine. Most likely kid fiddlers.' But this, this was an important man in town. The police will be looking for this man, fledgling!
[gesturing to the incinerator] That's why we got this beast, yeah? No, you need to show restraint, fledgling!
Oh, you need to stop using that word right now, 'cause it's soundin' a little like 'slave.'
Don't say it...
Well, that's what it fuckin' sound like. That's what it feel like sometimes.
And the carousel comes around again.
Fuck you!
Va te faire foutre aussi!
The sun gives life to everything but us. I should have told you that. The life of a vampire has its challenges and its rewards. But I think New Orleans, with its music, culture, cuisine, shipping yards, conventioneers, thrill-seeking tourists far-flung from their homes, the laissez-faire attitude of the local police force... [chuckles] Oh yes, the perfect setting for a vampire home... a vampire romance.
I thought we could have an orgy. You can fuck them and I can eat them.
You ever think that we -- that's to say, our kind -- were put on earth for a larger purpose?
I put you on this earth. Your purpose is to enjoy yourself.
That can't be all there is. I know you don't believe that.
Well, tell me what I believe, Louis. Excavate the hoarded thoughts buried beneath my damned soul.
You're angry.
I'm pondering.
Pondering what?
Your night had nothing to do with ridding the world of criminals or finding some morality to buoy your existence. You're ashamed of what we are.
Maybe I'm just pondering what I am.
For the infinitesimal time, you're a vampire.
I don't want to kill people anymore. There it is.
A fish that doesn't swim. A bird refusing flight. You're going to struggle. I fear for the feline population of New Orleans.
[Being confronted about the discrepancies in his recollection of his life with Lestat] The version we speak of now is the more nuanced portrait.
Hmm. Or the more rehearsed.
Perhaps I was mistaken about the 'Wolverine Blues.'
Fuck the 'Wolverine Blues.' Ken Burns can choke on the footnotes. It's the abused-abuser psychological relationship I'm talking about.
I do not consider myself abused.
I mean, usually when you're a little too close to it, the abused still loves the abuser, but you flipped it completely on its head.
I'm not a victim.
Fifty years later, you talk like he was your soulmate. Like you were locked in some fucked up gothic romance. Why?
[Reading aloud from Daniel's memoir] 'I am in my Buick, staring in the rearview mirror at my daughter in the car seat, an hour after I gave Derek, a guy I don't know, the last 30 bucks I had. My editor reminds me it's seven years before car seats are mandatory. My ex-wife reminds me I never owned a Buick. This is the odyssey of recollection.' [Closes book]
The tapes are an admitted performance. This is the premise of our interview. Half a century later, allow me my odyssey. [Daniel throws away the tapes of their first interview] Now who's performing?
We had a good run, but I did it for Louis. I do everything for Louis.
Yeah, I heard that about you two.
Oh? What have you heard?
I'm not a gossip.
But I am.
Well, people at the Azalea, they say... [Lestat runs his hands along Antoinette's waist] You're confusing me. [Laughs]
Oh, come now. I don't bite. What do the employees of the Azalea say about Louis and Lestat?
I'll answer with a question. Are there two beds upstairs or one?
Do you want to find out?
No one goes upstairs, Miss Brown.
Well, there's my answer.
Still, what do you imagine confines us to a single note? Why not a chord? Why not a cluster?
Many streets in New Orleans weren't paved at the time. The mud on his boots could've come from anywhere.
Was it raining that night? [Louis recalls his conversation with Jonah without rain] Did it rain?
[Recalling his conversation with Jonah again, this time with rain] I don't remember now. It could've been dry in the bayou and wet in the Quarter. It's Louisiana.
The odyssey of recollection.
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