Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles Page #3

Now...

...who will we get to finish your dress?

Be practical!

Remember, never in our home!

She slept in my coffin at first...

...curling her little fingers around my hair...

...till the day when she

wanted her own coffin.

But still, whenever she awoke...

...she would crawl into mine.

They died fast in those days, before,

she learned to play with them...

...to delay the moment till

she had taken what she wanted.

Why are you crying, child?

Are you lost, my love?

Mama!

Hush, now, don't cry.

We'll find her.

Mind the thumb, girl. Mind the thumb.

That little digit.

They're expensive, my dear.

Maybe too expensive for

a young girl like you.

Claudia! What have we told you!

Never in the house.

Give me some room.

To me, she was a child.

But to Lestat, a pupil...

...an infant prodigy with

a lust for killing like his own.

Together, they finished off whole families.

Wonderful, wonderful.

Now try something

on a more somber note.

Time can pass quickly for

mortals when they're happy.

With us, it was the same.

The years flew by like minutes.

The city grew.

Sailboats gave way to steamships...

...disgorging an endless menu

of magnificent strangers.

A new world had sprung up around us.

And we were all Americans now.

This filthy modern tide!

What I wouldn't give for a drop

of old-fashioned Creole blood!

Yankees are not to your taste?

Their Democratic flavor

doesn't suit my palate, Louis.

Now that is pure Creole.

Trust Claudia to have found her.

What?

Don't you want her?

I want to be her.

Can I?

Be like her one day?

More melancholy nonsense.

You grow more like Louis daily!

Soon you'll be eating rats.

Rats? When did you eat rats, Louis?

It was a long, long time ago.

Before you were born.

And I don't recommend them.

Thirty years had passed, yet her body

remained that of an eternal child.

Her eyes alone told the story of her age,

staring from under her curls...

...with a questioning...

...that would one day need an answer.

Another doll.

I have dozens, you realize.

I thought you could use one more.

Why always on this night?

What do you mean?

You always give me a doll on

the same night of the year.

I didn't realize.

Is this my birthday?

You dress me like a doll.

You make my hair like a doll.

Why?

Some of these, Claudia, are so old...

...tattered.

- You should throw them away.

- I will, then!

What have you done?

What you told me to do!

- You leave a corpse here to rot?

- I wanted her!

- I wanted to be her!

- She's mad!

She pollutes the very house we live in!

Do you want me to be a doll forever?

Don't!

Why not? Can't I change...

...like everyone else?

Which one of you did it?

Which one of you did it?

Which one of you made me the way I am?

What you are?

A vampire gone insane,

that pollutes its own bed!

And if I cut my hair again?

It will grow back again.

But it wasn't always so!

I had a mother once.

And Louis, he had a wife.

He was mortal, same as she.

And so was I!

You made us what we are!

Stop her.

Did you do it to me?

How did you do it?

And why should I tell you?

It's in my power.

Why yours alone?

Tell me how it was done!

Be glad...

...I made you what you are.

You'd be dead now if I hadn't.

Like that damned corpse!

Now get rid of it!

You get rid of it.

Louis, why?

You've got to tell me.

You see the old woman?

That will never happen to you.

You will never grow old.

And you will never die.

And it means something else too,

doesn't it?

I shall never, ever grow up.

I hate him.

Tell me how it came to be that I am this...

...thing.

For thirty years I'd avoided that place.

Yet I found my way back there...

...with hardly an upward glance.

You...

...fed on me?

Yes.

And he found me with you.

Then he cut his wrist

and fed you from him...

...and you were a vampire then...

...and have been every night thereafter.

You both did it.

I took your life.

He gave you another one.

And here it is.

I hate you both.

I walked all night.

I walked as I walked years before...

...when my mind swam with guilt

at the thought of killing.

I thought of all the things

I'd done and couldn't undo.

And I longed for one second's peace.

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.

Really?

What is it now? You irritate me.

Your very presence...

...irritates me!

Does it?

I found someone who'll be a

vampire better than you both!

Is that supposed to frighten me?

You're spoiled,

because you're an only child.

You need a brother.

Or I do.

I'm weary of you both.

I suppose we could people

the world with vampires...

...the three of us.

Oh, not you...

...my little Claudia.

You're a liar.

But you upset my plans.

What plans?

I came to make peace with you.

Even though you're the father of lies...

...I want things to be as they were.

Stop pestering me then.

I must do more than that.

I've brought a present for you.

Then I hope it's...

...a beautiful woman...

...with endowments you'll never possess.

Why do you say such things?

You haven't fed enough.

I can tell by your color.

Come and see.

Don't be angry with me.

When I saw them,

I knew they were for you.

Drunk...

...on Brandywine. A thimbleful.

You certainly have...

...outdone yourself.

I promise I'll get rid of the bodies.

We forgive each other then?

Yes.

Absinthe?

You've given them absinthe?

No.

Laudanum.

Laudanum.

Yes.

It killed them, unfortunately.

But it keeps the blood warm.

You let me drink...

...dead blood?

You let me...

...drink...

One lesson you taught me...

...never drink from the dead.

Put me in my coffin.

Put me in my coffin.

I'll put you in your coffin!

My God!

Lift me up!

Good night, sweet prince.

May flights of devils wing you to your rest.

Should we burn him?

Bury him?

What would he have liked?

The swamp?

He belongs with those reptiles.

He deserved to die.

Then perhaps so do we,

every night of our lives.

He was my maker.

He gave me this life...

...whatever it is.

It shouldn't have been this way.

I did it for us.

So we could be free.

You missed him?

He was all I knew.

It's as simple as that.

We were like two orphans

learning to live again.

We booked a passage to Europe.

Over the weeks,

while waiting for the boat...

...she studied the myths and

legends of the Old World...

...obsessed with the search of

what she called "our kind. "

Look who we forgot.

Let's set them free.

- Yes.

- Yes.

It's the carriage.

Listen, Louis...

...there's life...

...in these old hands still.

Not quite furioso.

Moderato...

...cantabile, perhaps.

How could it be?

Ask the alligator.

His blood helped.

Then, on a diet of the blood of snakes...

...toads...

...and all the putrid life...

...of the Mississippi...

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