Interview with the Vampire poster

Interview with the Vampire Quotes

"Drink from me and live forever."

R 1994 · 2h 3m
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A Lingering Respect for Life
Louis de Pointe du Lac Forgive me if I have a lingering respect for life.
The Allure of Darkness and Evil
Lestat de Lioncourt Evildoers are easier... and they taste better.
Farewell to Sunlight and Humanity
Louis de Pointe du Lac That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw my last sunrise. I remember it completely, and yet I can't recall any before it. I watched the whole magnificence of the dawn for the last time as if it were the first. And then I said farewell to sunlight, and set out to become what I became.
Acceptance of Mortality in Lestat's Perspective
Lestat de Lioncourt Your body's dying. Pay no attention. It happens to us all.
Confident Entrance by Lestat de Lioncourt
Lestat de Lioncourt I assume I need no introduction.
Armand's Reflection on Existence and Eternity
Armand I know nothing of God... or the Devil. I have never seen a vision, nor learned a secret, that would damn or save my soul. And as far as I know, after four hundred years, I am the oldest living vampire in the world.
A Love Bound by Immortality and Hatred
Claudia Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you, Louis. Louis, my love. I was mortal till you... gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother and my father. And so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him. He will never let us go.
[''Puts arms around him'']
Tracking the Path of Despair
Lestat de Lioncourt All I need to find you, Louis, is to follow the corpses of rats.
A Choice Unoffered: Embracing Fear and Freedom
Lestat de Lioncourt Don't be afraid. I'm going to give you the choice I never had.
The Burden of Eternal Existence
Louis de Pointe du Lac Whatever happened to Lestat, I do not know. I go on, night after night. I feed on those who cross my path. But all my passion went with her golden hair. I'm a spirit of preternatural flesh. Detached. Unchangeable. Empty.
The Paradox of Blood and Peace
Louis de Pointe du Lac Her blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And, as it did, Lestat's words made sense to me. I knew peace only when I killed. When I heard her heart in that rhythm, I knew only what peace could be.
[''Referring to feeding on Claudia'']
Claudia's Desire for Connection and Possession
Claudia You have found your new companion, Louis! You will make me mine!
Celebration of Life and Guilt
Lestat de Lioncourt My philosopher, my martyr. "Never take a human life". Oh, yes. This calls for a celebration. ] and Louis runs out out door] There's still life in the old lady yet! Come back! You are what you are! Merciful death. How you love your precious guilt.
[''Appears in doorway of Louis comforting Claudia, found in house with the body of her plague victim mother, laughing''; ''Picks up the body of Claudia's mother and dances with it energetically across room [[w:Italian language|singing in Italian; ''Drops body of Claudia's mother on floor, walks out door calling to Louis'']
Claudia's Threat of Mortality
Claudia I'll put you in your coffin!
Perceptions of Beauty and Transformation
Louis de Pointe du Lac How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful, magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes? "Drink," you ask me. Do you have any idea of the thing you will become?
The Nature of Evil and Divinity
Lestat de Lioncourt 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.
Centuries of Listening to Whining
Lestat de Lioncourt Oh, Louis, Louis. Still whining, Louis. Have you heard enough? I've had to listen to that for centuries!
[''To Daniel Molloy'']
The Irony of Unchanging Existence
Armand The world changes, we do not; therein lies the irony that finally kills us.
Lestat's Concerns for Claudia's Progress
Lestat de Lioncourt Claudia. Claudia! Now... who will we get to finish your dress?! You need to practice daily! Never feed in our home!
[''Walks in when Claudia has finished feeding off her tailoress and drops her on the ground''; ''Slaps Claudia's wrist'']
Eternal Bond Amidst Conflict and Desire
Claudia Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you, Louis. Louis, my love, I was mortal until you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him.
A Warning to Escape the Cursed Place
Louis de Pointe du Lac Hear me now! This place is cursed! Damned! And, yes, ] Get out while you can! You're all free! Do you hear me?! Run! Run!
[''Walks out front door of plantation master house to meet lynching intentioned mob of torch wielding slaves while carrying lifeless body of house servant Yvette''; [w:demonic possession|your master is the devil!; ''Hands body of Yvette to slaves''; ''Grabs a torch, swipes it at slaves to scare them off only to have them follow him to door and he proceeds set fire to the plantation master house'']
A Farewell to the Light
Lestat de Lioncourt Have you said your goodbyes to the light?
Regeneration and Reflection in Lestat's Words
Lestat de Lioncourt Listen, Louis... there's life... in these old hands still. Not quite furioso. Moderato... cantabile, perhaps. Ask the alligator. His blood helped. Then, on a diet of the blood of snakes... toads... and all the putrid life... of ]... slowly... Lestat became something... like himself again. You've been... a very... very... naughty little girl.
[''Playing piano after returning from swamp from being left after killed''; ''Claudia inquires how''; [w:Mississippi River|the Mississippi]
The Nature of Pain and Evil
Lestat de Lioncourt All I need to find you, Louis, is follow the corpses of rats. Pain is terrible for you. You feel it like no other creature, because you're a vampire. You don't want it to go on. Then do what it is in your nature to do... and you will feel as you felt with that child in your arms. 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. I have a gift for you... You need... company... more congenial than mine. Remember how you wanted her? The taste of her? Don't worry. Your conscience is clear.
[''Walking through sewers''; ''Louis agrees''; ''Louis asks where'']
Embracing the Unknown in Eternity
Lestat de Lioncourt It's your coffin, my love. Enjoy it. Most of us never get to know what it feels like.
[''After stuffing a prostitute into a coffin and shutting it'']
Questioning Her Existence and Transformation
Claudia Which one of you did it?! One of you did it! Which one of you made me the way I am?!
Claudia's Expression of Anguish and Betrayal
Claudia And here it is. And I hate you both!
Claudia's Reflection on Loss and Betrayal
Claudia Snatching me from my mother's hands, like two monsters in a fairytale. And now you weep! I haven't tears enough for what you've done to me.
Claudia's Rebellion Against Innocence and Evil
Claudia Your evil is that you cannot be evil. And I shall suffer for it no longer!
Longing for Release from Painful Existence
Louis de Pointe du Lac I'm flesh and blood, but not human. I haven't been human for 200 years. Please, how shall I put you at ease? Shall we begin like ]? I am born... I grew up. Or shall we begin when I was born to darkness, as I call it? That's really where we should start, don't you think?... ] was the year it happened. I was 24. Younger than you are now. But times were different then. I was a man at that age. The master of a large plantation, just south of New Orleans. I had lost my wife in childbirth. She and the infant had been buried less than half a year. I would've been happy to join them. I couldn't bear the pain of their loss. I longed to be released from it. I wanted to lose it all: my wealth, my estate, my sanity....Most of all, I longed for death. I know that now. I invited it. A release from the pain of living. My invitation was open to anyone. To the whore at my side. To the pimp that followed. But it was a vampire that accepted.
[[David Copperfield (novel)|David Copperfield; [w:1791|1791]