[Lestat is pinning down a prostitute on a couch with her legs around him]
Your skin is icy.
Don't worry. I can warm that cold skin of yours better than she can.
Do you think so?
Why... you're warm now! But the price is high.
Your pretty friend, I exhausted her. [Caressing prostitute's cheek] Soft. So soft. I can see you lying on a bed of satin.
Such things you say.
Do you know what manner of bed? Should we put out the light? And then put out the light. But once I've put out thy light... I cannot... give it vital breath again. Its needs must wither. [Bites prostitute's wrist, pours it out in glass and holds out the glass to Louis] For you, Louis. You can pretend it's wine.
She's not dead!
You're in love with your mortal nature. You resist what can bring you peace.
You call this peace?!
We're predators, whose all-seeing eyes give them detachment!
The girl, Lestat!
Take her! End that hunger!
No!
Now, my child. You're tired, you want to sleep! [Swipes coffin lid off and picks up prostitute 2 and dumps her in]
It's a coffin! A coffin! Let me out! [Lestat slides coffin lid shut] I'm not dead! [Lestat leaps to sit on coffin and knocks at coffin's head]
It's your coffin my love, enjoy it! Most of us never get to know what it feels like!
Why do you do this?
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! [Flips coffin lid off and kneels down] What's that?!
It's a coffin!
So it is! You must be dead!
I'm not dead, am I?
You're not dead.
Not yet.
You finish it!
Save me from him! Save me! You'll let me go? I can't die like this! I need a priest!
My friend is a priest. He'll hear your sins before you die. Unless... I make her one of us.
No!
Then take her, Louis. End her suffering! End yours!
No.
My God! To think you... are all I have to learn from.
In the Old World.... they called it the "dark gift." And I gave it to you.
