Top 100 Quotes From Sam Reid

Lestat: [singing] Oh, joy, oh, boy. Where do we go from here...
Louis: Not funny.
Lestat: What can I say? I'm a lot. I'm not perfect.
Louis: [scoffs] I knew it. I knew you were there.
Lestat: Yes.
Louis: You jealous?
Lestat: Yes. I don't like sharing.
Louis: What about Antoinette?
Lestat: It's different. I don't have feelings for her.
Louis: He did me some face and I drove him home!
Lestat: [shouts] I heard your hearts dancing!

Dale: I feel like I should explain myself. I was in a bit of a strange state yesterday.
Tim: Right.
Dale: It's just the shock of everything. I don't actually remember what happened or in what order.
Tim: So, I was just there. It could've been anybody.
Dale: The shots, adrenaline... I just came to say that whatever happened between us, I hope it doesn't affect things going forward. Because we have been a good team and it would be a shame to lose that over a few seconds.
Tim: It was a solid minute, from what I recall.
Dale: I'm committed to Helen. I care about her deeply. The last thing I want to do is hurt her. So please don't tell anyone.
Tim: Of course.
[Dale turns to walk away]
Tim: It wasn't the shots, by the way. We never drank them.

Louis: I don't want to kill people anymore. There it is.
Lestat: A fish that doesn't swim. A bird refusing flight. You're going to struggle. I fear for the feline population of New Orleans.

Lestat: This primitive country has picked you clean. It has shackled you in permanent exile. Every room you enter, every hat you're forced to wear. The stern landlord, the deferential businessman, the loyal son! All these roles you conform to, and none of them your true nature! What rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow. The first time I laid eyes on you, your beautiful face, I saw that sorrow. I did not know how it got there or why it was so voluminous. I can take away that sorrow, Louis. I can give you that death you begged your feeble, blind, degenerate, nonexistent god for. But I can do it joyfully. I can swap this life of shame, swap it out for a dark gift and a power you can't begin to imagine. You just have to ask me for it. You just have to nod your beautiful head and say yes. I love you, Louis. You are loved. I send my love to you, and you send it back round to me. And this circle, this home we've barely had a glimpse of, know it frightens me as much as it does you.

Dale: I did hide things from you. I'm sorry. The things that I hid are the things that I don't want to exist.
Helen: Are you gay?
Dale: Every time, um, anything happened, I'd tell myself, 'That's it. It's the last time. It's out of my system.' But, you know, I have these feelings. They won't go away. But neither will my feelings for you. And it feels like... it's like being torn apart.
Helen: I was admitted to a mental institution when I was 16 for six months. So... here we are.
Dale: [crying] I can't go up there like this.
Helen: You're gonna be just fine. I'm gonna be right next to you. I love you just the way you are.

Dale: [answering the phone] Hi, Mum.
Val: You saw the...
Dale: Yeah. I had nothing to do with it.
Val: You said you'd had no contact with him.
Dale: I haven't. Adam's a... I don't know, he's an activist, I guess.
Val: Someone needs to say something to the Lindells. He shouldn't be coming to your work!
Dale: Don't.
Val: Does Helen know about what he...
Dale: No.
Val: Well, if she has any concerns, get her to ring me. I can tell her what kind of person Adam is, what kind of attacks...
Dale: Mum. He's been through enough. I'll call you tomorrow.

Helen: Is there something wrong?
Dale: Yes. I fucked up with my reporting and my colleague lost her job. Isn't that enough?

[as the tenor sings out of tune]
Lestat: 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?

[Lestat holds a bleeding and beaten Louis while hovering in the air thousands of miles above New Orleans]
Lestat: I have waited, Louis. I have patiently waited, in vain, for you to love me as I love you. Just say it. Say, 'Lestat, I am never going to love you.' It would help me a great deal to hear that from your lips. Your quivering, hateful lips.
Louis: Let go of me!
Lestat: Anything for you.
[Lestat lets go of Louis, who plummets to the ground]

Claudia: [Crying] Let me go, Lestat.
Lestat: In Louis hour of need? I'm afraid I can't allow that. He's very fragile right now. Worse than the last time you abandoned him, when you filled your head with knowledge and hitched a ride on a motorbike.
[Claudia shudders]
Lestat: Well, you wouldn't talk of it. Louis insisted I not ask. I love our family, but the rules are, 'No secrets!' Fortunate for our family, when I put my mind to it, I can hear the thoughts of other vampires at a very great distance.
Claudia: Bastard.
Lestat: He thinks of you often... Bruce.
Claudia: Fucking bastard!
Lestat: I couldn't agree more. What he did to you was in very poor taste. Could you imagine if something like that happened to you again? Louis would never forgive himself. Back in your cage, sweetheart. We endure each other for Louis' happiness. So come home, and make him happy. Because if you try this again, Claudia, I won't snap your leg, defile your pocket and zoom off on a motorbike. I'll turn your bones to dust.

Lestat: You draw me into your gloom.
Louis: It's your fault she's gone. If you hadn't pushed her...
Lestat: Claudia.
Louis: If you hadn't done your...
Lestat: Claudia. Claudia.
[scoffs]
Lestat: I cannot listen to this insanity about Claudia one more time. Bordel de merde. Il me chie dans la malle jusqu'au cadenas!

Dale: So Jean said lunch meetings usually mean firing or promotion.
Helen: Oh, it's not either of those things or they wouldn't have asked both of us.

Lestat: I had planned to make a new life for myself in St. Louis. That was to be my destiny. And now I know I was right. Only it turns out the saint is not a city, but a handsome man with a most agreeable disposition.
Lily: You're his destiny, Louis!
Lestat: Destined to be very good friends.

Antoinette: Mr. Louis, you have to convince Lestat to keep playin'.
Louis: Got a better chance makin' the Mississippi run north.
Lestat: We had a good run, but I did it for Louis. I do everything for Louis.

Lestat: You'll see as your powers grow, you can see their thoughts, like a one-reeler almost. Dull, monotonous picture shows. It's a very distracting gift, the petty musings of meat.
Louis: Peel back on me then. What am I thinkin' right now?
Lestat: You'll have to tell me yourself. A sacrifice is made when the Dark Gift is shared.
Louis: You can't read my mind anymore?
Lestat: The architects of our creation mean to humble us. We're at the mercy of the other's discretion.
Louis: Just like the meat.
Lestat: You're not one of them anymore, fledgling. You chase after phantoms of your former self. I'll break you of it.

Claudia: How old are you again, Uncle Les?
Louis: Hundred and sixty.
Lestat: A hundred and fifty-nine.

Lestat: Hunting is an art. You have the power to subdue anyone you want, but sometimes restraint is your most powerful weapon.

Tim: You sure you don't want to get out of those pants?
Dale: What?
Tim: They look hot.
Dale: I'm fine.
Tim: What are they? Polyester?
Dale: They're a blend.
Ross: [to Tim] Ooh! 'They're a blend.'

Dale: If there is a moratorium against me being on camera, just tell me.
Dennis: Look, you are getting better on camera, but we need someone that doesn't get the channel changed on them. So figure out a way to be that.

Lestat: Louis, I don't know what possessed me that night.
Claudia: Three years ago. That night three years ago, he means.
Lestat: I was someone I don't want to be anymore. I've changed. Let me prove it to you. I'm nothing without you. I'm nothing without both of you. If you want me to go away, just say so. I'll obey you. I'll leave your life forever.
[Louis doesn't answer]
Lestat: This silence is cruel. And you were never cruel, Louis.

Val: And the Carlisles. They rang before it had even finished. They said it was fascinating.
Dale: It's just filler, Mum.
Val: It wasn't. You could see Geoff Waters was impressed. He very pointedly said, 'Thanks, Dale.'
Dale: Oh, he always says that. It's in the script.

Lestat: [to Louis, telepathically, during a card came] These men look down on you. I have to say, I find it appalling how men like yourself are treated in this country of yours... Ten percent. Fifteen percent. Do you not know your value? Do you suffer these indignities for some larger purpose? And do you think two pair will win the hour?

Lestat: The vampires out there are vicious.
[seeing the look on Claudia's face]
Lestat: Oh... but you've learned that already. Who did you meet out there in the American hinterland? Read her, Louis.
Claudia: That's it, keep him scared.
[to Louis]
Claudia: That's his way.
Lestat: The vampires in Europe are much, much worse.
Claudia: [to Louis] But I think *he's* scared.
Lestat: I never asked. How did Charlie taste? Like the love you'll never really know?
Claudia: [to Louis] And when he's scared, he ridicules.

[both shouting]
Lestat: I heard your hearts dancing!
Louis: You watched the whole thing like some creeper!
Lestat: And then I watched you pull over and drain a dog and run down an alleyway for two more rats! This is not a life!
Louis: That's 'cause you took my life!

Lestat: You wanted her, you fix her!
Louis: We're doin' this together.
Lestat: Do you remember our life, how happy we were before her?
Louis: Happy? We were not happy!
Lestat: An anvil tied around our ankles pulling us towards the pitch-black ocean floor!

Lily: That's a nice music box you got there.
Lestat: It's one of the few things I brought with me from the continent.
Lily: What's that li'l song playing?
Lestat: Do you like it? I composed it for a young violinist I once knew, a boy of infinite beauty and sensitivity.

Louis: [voiceover] Claudia's night rambles had exposed us.
Lestat: Assume we are under suspicion. Assume our finances no longer provide us protection.
Louis: Make your kills outside the city. One a night. No persons of note--unfortunates, undesirables.
Lestat: No more incinerator. New locks on the doors. Shutter the windows. No parties, no friends.
Louis: [voiceover] But her absence would lay bare who we were without her, a simmering pot of resentments.
Lestat: We should leave the city, start anew, turn a betrayal into an opportunity. New York, Chicago, Los Angeles.
Louis: Paris.
Lestat: No.
Louis: Mm-hmm.
Lestat: We should dismantle her room.
Louis: You don't touch her room.
Louis: She'll be back.
Lestat: No, she won't.
Louis: [voiceover] There would be no Roaring Twenties for us. We would be underground for seven years.

Lestat: How was college? Magna cum? Summa cum? Phi Beta Kappa?
Claudia: I've read a lot of books. Started with Persia and Babylon, the old gods who longed for blood. A lot of it was popcorn, but a few old tomes. A Romanian tract on 'vampirs.' A strange, old Hungarian text, 'Masticatione Mortuorum,' the 'chewing dead.' I plan to leave for that part of the world as soon as I can.
Lestat: So, a quick stop home to do laundry before you fuck off for good.

Lestat: 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!
Lestat: [gesturing to the incinerator] That's why we got this beast, yeah?
Lestat: No, you need to show restraint, fledgling!
Louis: Oh, you need to stop using that word right now, 'cause it's soundin' a little like 'slave.'
Lestat: Don't say it...
Louis: Well, that's what it fuckin' sound like. That's what it feel like sometimes.
Lestat: And the carousel comes around again.
Louis: Fuck you!
Lestat: Va te faire foutre aussi!

Louis: So you didn't kill her?
Lestat: No. She has talents.
Louis: Aren't I enough?
Lestat: [laughs hysterically]

Lestat: What rage you must feel when you choke on your sorrow.

Louis: You did good gettin' off that boat when you did. St. Louis is dull as dishwater.
Lestat: Yes, I feel quite at home here.

Lestat: I'm not sure how I feel about that pleated skirt.
Louis: It's chiffon. It has movement.

Lestat: We'll be together ten thousand nights, a hundred thousand. What we're doing is hard. Anything that wards off the dungs of the everlasting road we walk -- the pleasures of the flesh, the pleasures of the kill, for me. Pleasures of the good book by the fire for you.

Claudia: Who am I supposed to love? You two have each other? Who's my Lestat? Who's my Louis? I'm not human. What human would want me? Perverts? Like the uncle at the roomin' house who used to watch me pee? Or little boys? And forty years from now, still little boys?
[shouts]
Claudia: How you gonna fix it, huh? Which one of you gonna fuck me?
Lestat: Well, you're not my type. I like a fuller figure.
Louis: Lestat!
Lestat: She's being impossible!

[at a photoshoot]
Photographer: [as Dale walks in wearing a suit] Amazing!
Helen: That one's so much better. You look beautiful
Dale: Just your standard Thursday morning outfit.
Helen: [laughs] Well, we've decided that it's cocktail hour, so...
Dale: We have?
Helen: Yes.
Photographer: Mr. Jennings, if you want to just stand beside her, maybe put your hand on her shoulder.
Helen: Sweet.
Dale: Um, isn't the bulletin at cocktail hour, though?
Helen: Dale, you don't have to fact check the photoshoot.

Louis: You ever think that we -- that's to say, our kind -- were put on earth for a larger purpose?
Lestat: I put you on this earth. Your purpose is to enjoy yourself.
Louis: That can't be all there is. I know you don't believe that.
Lestat: Well, tell me what I believe, Louis. Excavate the hoarded thoughts buried beneath my damned soul.

Lestat: Claudia... you left! Without saying goodbye. Again.

Louis: [reading a newspaper article] 'Rash of mysterious deaths at university libraries perplex authorities.' Listen to this. 'Housekeeping staff at Vanderbilt University tried to rouse students who appeared to have fallen asleep at their studies, only to discover that they were, in fact, deceased. Similar incidents have been recorded at the College of Charleston, Lincoln University in Jefferson City, and the University of Alabama.' It's her. It has to be her.
Lestat: It could be her. But I am the one who is presently standing in front of you. And, unlike Claudia, I am a full-blooded adult with all the right appendages. So if my considerable considerables continue to be squandered...
[Lestat storms out as Louis keeps reading]

Lestat: Do you think God heard you, Louis? In that tawdry box, through this pig vessel, this-- this charlatan? Do you not see how unworthy he is? How can you humiliate yourself like this?

Lestat: [dragging Louis by the throat] I fought myself a million times, fought my nature, controlled my temper. I never once harmed you.
Claudia: Uncle Les!
Lestat: [stops] It's 'Uncle Les' now suddenly?
Claudia: Let him go! He didn't do nothin'! Let him go! It's me you want!
Lestat: Listen to me, and listen very carefully, my infant death. It was *never* you!
Lestat: [to Louis] I chose you!
[bites Louis's neck and flies off with him]

Dale: Party started an hour ago.
Helen: I've still got half an hour worth of dressing to do.

Tim: Was I the first?
Dale: No, there was someone in high school. A friend. Didn't work out very well.

[after an explosion nearby]
Tim: Dale, they've bombed the police building!
Dale: Get Ross! Get the camera!

Lestat: Oh, it's you who lost, Claudia, for the many hundredth time. I admire your steadfast pursuit of a game you clearly have no acumen for.
Claudia: My massa taught me how to play, but only enough to occupy his time.

Lestat: If you listen to me, if you finally submit to your nature, you will be filled, Louis, with all the life you can hold. You will see death in all its beauty, life as it is only known at the very point of death. You alone, of all creatures, can see death with that impunity. You alone, under the rising moon, can strike like the hand of God.

Louis: Why do you do this, Lestat?
Lestat: Well, I like to do it. I enjoy it.
Louis: Well, I don't. You don't have to humiliate him.
Lestat: [shouts] Well, I don't say that you have to enjoy it! Kill them swiftly if you have to, but do it! Embrace what you are! You are a killer, Louis!

Lestat: Here's an idea: let's take a holiday. How about Rome?
Louis: Rome? Rome, Italy?
Lestat: Would you prefer Rome, Wisconsin?

Lestat: Claudia... you left, without saying goodbye. Again. I'm sure it was an oversight, but still. You'd think your creator had earned the courtesy.
Claudia: You didn't want me. You made me for Louis.
Lestat: And he needs you now more than ever. He's in a terrible state.
Claudia: He said I could go. He picked you over me.
Lestat: Louis couldn't pick an apple off a tree in his current state. He'd grip it, tug at it, then, weak as he is, the stem would hold.

Dale: Don't leave on my account.
Lindsay: Mate, I don't think I'd ever do that.

Helen: Okay. I'm gonna make a drink. Do you want one?
Dale: Helen, we drank so much on the plane. If I drink any more, I might pass out. But sure.

Dale: Okay, let's try it again, just with the sign-off we agreed on.
Rob: Oh, come on. That was funny.
Dale: It wasn't.
Rob: It was. Look, Timbo's laughing.

[forcing Claudia to look at Charlie in the incinerator]
Lestat: Stop squirming and watch. Remember this, his face as it melts. This is why we don't get close to mortals. Because sooner or later, they end up dead.

Paul: Are you one with Christ, Monsieur Lioncourt?
Louis: How 'bout you shut your damn mouth?
Florence: Louis...
Lestat: That's alright, Louis, Madame. The birds speak for him... I came to know Christ in a monastery. I wanted to be a priest. Just like you, Paul.
[Lestat begins to hypnotize Paul]
Lestat: And under the guidance and discipline of the monks who lived there, I came to memorize both testaments, the writings of Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all the saints and scholars. My father, a vulgar man, did not think much of this education. And so he and my brothers conspired to pull me out, lock me away, where, between beatings, starvations and the failure of Christ to intercede the beatings and starvations, I slowly forgot all about the testaments, Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all of it. And so to answer your boring question, there is an ocean between Christ and myself! J'espère que cela satisfera les oiseaux perchés dans la cage de votre esprit!
Louis: [slams the table] Don't do that shit here! Not with my family. You understand?
Lestat: [long pause] I am cursed with my father's temper at times. The rudeness is all mine.
Florence: That's alright. It's the humidity, it does that sometimes.

Lestat: Come to me.

Lestat: We had a good run, but I did it for Louis. I do everything for Louis.
Antoinette: Yeah, I heard that about you two.
Lestat: Oh? What have you heard?
Antoinette: I'm not a gossip.
Lestat: But I am.
Antoinette: Well, people at the Azalea, they say...
[Lestat runs his hands along Antoinette's waist]
Antoinette: You're confusing me.
[laughs]
Lestat: Oh, come now. I don't bite. What do the employees of the Azalea say about Louis and Lestat?
Antoinette: I'll answer with a question. Are there two beds upstairs or one?
Lestat: Do you want to find out?
Louis: No one goes upstairs, Miss Brown.
Antoinette: Well, there's my answer.
Lestat: Still, what do you imagine confines us to a single note? Why not a chord? Why not a cluster?

Louis: I can smell her on you.
Lestat: From time to time, I like a little variety. There. I said it. We're communicating so much better now, no?
Louis: So I can fuck whoever I want?
Lestat: Of course... Of course! Of course. As long as you come home to me. Of course.
[chuckles]

Lestat: I came to know Christ in a monastery. I wanted to be a priest. Just like you, Paul. And under the guidance and discipline of the monks who lived there, I came to memorize both testaments, the writings of Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all the saints and scholars. My father, a vulgar man, did not think much of this education. And so he and my brothers conspired to pull me out, lock me away, where, between beatings, starvations and the failure of Christ to intercede the beatings and starvations, I slowly forgot all about the testaments, Assisi, Aquinas, Erasmus, all of it. And so to answer your boring question, there is an ocean between Christ and myself! J'espère que cela satisfera les oiseaux perchés dans la cage de votre esprit!

Claudia: Who made you?
Lestat: His name was Magnus. He took me from my room in Paris as I kicked and screamed. He kept me for a week, locked in a room full of corpses. Some freshly killed, some bloated and black. But they all looked like me -- my coloring, my physique, my own eyes staring back at me from rotting faces. He fed on me every night and then he put me back in the tower with the lookalike corpses. I thought for sure I'd be one of them, but instead he turned me into this. No grand history of vampiric origins or physiology, no rules, no counsel. Just a sweeping hand to a pile of money and the sight of him throwing himself into a fire. And then I was alone. I thought, 'I can't drink hot blood. I can't feed on others.' I cried. I called to God. I didn't want this. But I have a capacity for enduring. That's why I don't particularly like being abandoned.

Dale: You know you're incredible.
Helen: Wait till you get to know me.

[Lestat and Claudia fight over Louis]
Claudia: [telepathically] Come with me! Come with me, Louis!
Lestat: Louis...
Claudia: [aloud] I thought I could live without you, but I was wrong.
Lestat: Louis.
[shouts]
Lestat: Louis!
Claudia: [telepathically] His love is a small box he keeps you in. Don't stay in it.
Lestat: [shouting] A thousand nights of sulking, and the first sight of her, you are just gonna up and leave me?
Claudia: [shouting aloud] Please, come with me! Let's meet vampires worthy of your love!

Dennis: Take Tim's crew.
Dale: Anyone else available?
Dennis: You always go out with Tim's crew. What, has he got BO or something?

Tim: Why are you killing yourself over this? It's a shit story.
Dale: Given a job, I like to do it well.
Tim: Shooting yourself in the foot, that's what you're doing. You know, if this story comes off well, you're going to be stuck babysitting Rob. Let him stuff it up. That way they'll put him back to sport, put you on camera.
Dale: Are you actually saying the best way to help my career is to do a bad job?
Tim: That is exactly what I'm saying.
Dale: Good advice. Can we just get the shots?

Tim: Helen seem tense to you?
Dale: No. I think she's just anxious to get the story.
Tim: I heard the two of you had a good night the other night at Geoff's party.
Dale: It's not really that fascinating, Tim.
Tim: [laughs] Pashing a newsreader in front of everyone, I think, is fascinating. Plus, I thought you said nothing was going on.
Dale: Well, there wasn't.
Tim: But then things changed?
Dale: Yeah.
Tim: I guess that happens.
Dale: Guess so.

[in Paul's funeral procession]
Lestat: Mes condoléances.
Louis: Pas ici.
Lestat: An elegant coffin. Would you tell me where you purchased?
Louis: Move on.
Lestat: I wait on my balcony every night. You've been avoiding me.
Louis: I have been occupied.
Lestat: Miss Lily proved herself a poor substitute and I don't take kindly to being avoided.
Louis: It's my brother's funeral!
Lestat: Believe me when I tell you, your brother longed for that flagstone.

[disposing of a body]
Lestat: This was your man's esquire sent in his stead.
Louis: I was hungry.
Lestat: A stone's throw from your place of business. What were you thinking?
Louis: He disrespected me.
Lestat: How did he do that?
Louis: He said I did a good job.
Lestat: You are a library of confusion!

Lestat: New to the... the New World, I am.
Louis: That explains the clothes.

Lestat: There is one thing about being a vampire that I most fear above all else... and that is loneliness. You can't imagine the emptiness. A void stretching out for decades at a time. You take this feeling away from me, Louis. We must stay together and take precaution... and never part.

Louis: You're angry.
Lestat: I'm pondering.
Louis: Pondering what?
Lestat: 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.
Louis: Maybe I'm just pondering what I am.
Lestat: For the infinitesimal time, you're a vampire.

Lestat: I thought we could have an orgy. You can fuck them and I can eat them.

Louis: What's happening?
Lestat: Your body is confused. Your lungs feel like water, your heart, fire. You feel as if you're dying... Because you are.

Lindsay: [pointing to Noelene who is on the phone with Dale] Oi, is that Darwin?
Lindsay: [after taking the phone from Noelene] Helen.
Dale: Dale, actually.
Lindsay: Bugger off, Dale. Put Helen on, will you?

Tim: Who made the first move?
Ross: She the big spoon or little spoon?
Tim: Big spoon, I reckon.
Ross: Big spoon, for sure. Definitely.
Dale: Can we focus please?

Lestat: Be my companion, Louis. Be all the beautiful things you are, and be them without apology. For all eternity.

[about the murder of Alderman Fenwick and the ensuing riots]
Louis: I didn't do it for me. I did it for my city, my people. Destroy our businesses and buy the land for cheaper. I know what they're doing!
Lestat: So that torturous death was for your people? That garish display of his body like some public art piece was for your people?
Louis: I didn't see this comin'.
Lestat: Save that lie for yourself. Did you not smile when he begged? Did you not feel pleasure as you carved him up?
Louis: Maybe you saw it comin' and didn't stop me. Maybe you went quiet on purpose.
Lestat: You did what you did because it gave you pleasure. Companion of the Dark Gift, finally. We should make this our anniversary.

Tim: I'm surprised you're not sharing a room with Helen. It's a bit early in the relationship, is it?
Dale: You seem totally obsessed with my personal life.

Lestat: Seul l'impossible peut faire l'impossible.
Lily: I don't know much what you're saying, but it sure sounds nice.
Louis: 'Only the impossible can do the impossible.'

Lestat: She's an affected, self-absorbed, nasty little creature who's fooled herself into thinking she's smarter than she is and she is poisoning Louis against me.
Antoinette: You don't need her and you don't need him. They don't appreciate you like I do.
Lestat: I have given her so many gifts, so many incalculable gifts. And you're right, it is *both* of them. He broods. She snipes. That's why I need you. You fortify me against them.

Lestat: 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.

[Louis bursts into Antoinette's house to find her and Lestat naked in bed]
Louis: [shouting] Six years of begging. You think a song's gon' get a rise out of me?
Lestat: Did you like it?
Louis: This her singing?
Lestat: It's a clear voice. I wanted to obstacle to the lyric.
[Louis smashes the record]
Louis: Write me a song and put your lover's voice on it? What the fuck is wrong with your head?
Lestat: Louis, you're soaking wet.
Louis: I swim faster than I drive.
[to Antoinette]
Louis: Put some clothes on. Get the fuck out.
Antoinette: This is my house.
Louis: Do I look like I care?
Antoinette: Lestat.
Lestat: Leave.
[to Louis]
Lestat: You swam the Mississippi to find me?
Louis: I hate you.
Lestat: As you should.

[seeing Lindsay in a screaming match with Helen in his office]
Dale: Jean, hi. I was penciled in for half past six with Lindsay.
Jean: I'd give it another quarter of an hour.
Dale: Yeah, but if now is not a good time, I'm happy to delay.
Jean: You're never gonna get a good time.
Dale: I mean, if he's not in a good frame of mind.
Jean: You're never gonna get that either.

Louis: Some sleep is what she needs.
Lestat: Sedation is what she needs.

Lestat: The first time I laid eyes on you, your beautiful face, I saw that sorrow. I did not know how it got there or why it was so voluminous. I can take away that sorrow, Louis. I can give you that death you begged your feeble, blind, degenerate, nonexistent god for. But I can do it joyfully. I can swap this life of shame, swap it out for a dark gift and a power you can't begin to imagine. You just have to ask me for it. You just have to nod your beautiful head and say yes.

Lestat: I love you, Louis. You are loved. I send my love to you, and you send it back round to me. And this circle, this home we've barely had a glimpse of, know it frightens me as much as it does you.

Helen: Are you sure that you can't come with me tonight?
Dale: You're not still going, are you?
Helen: Yeah.
Dale: Don't you think you should take a couple of days off work? I mean, I was worried about you last night.
Helen: Geoff's stepping down. Lindsay said he was gonna make the announcement at the party, so I really want to be there.

Claudia: Let him go! It's me you want!
Lestat: Listen to me, and listen very carefully, my infant death. It was *never* you.

Claudia: I've read a lot of books. Started with Persia and Babylon, the old gods who longed for blood. A lot of it was popcorn, but a few old tomes. A Romanian tract on 'vampirs.' A strange, old Hungarian text, 'Masticatione Mortuorum,' the 'chewing dead.' I plan to leave for that part of the world as soon as I can.
Lestat: So... quick stop home to do laundry before you fuck off for good.
Claudia: A quick stop to pick up Louis.
Lestat: Perused a few folklore anthologies, and now you're going to cross the ocean and take on a society of monsters.
Claudia: If what I read is lies, then tell me what's true.
[Lestat stares without answering]
Claudia: [scoffs] Seven years and what's changed, other than you need a housekeeper?

Dale: [about Adam] He made allegations against me.
Helen: What kind of allegations?
Dale: When we were teenagers. He said I did things that I did not do. He said I forced myself on him. It wasn't me. It was not me.
Helen: Are you talking sexually?
Dale: We were best friends. We were teenage boys messing around. It was adolescent boy stuff. It wasn't...
Helen: Has anything like this happened since you were a teenager?
Dale: Helen, I love you. I'm in love with you.
Helen: While we were together?
Dale: I'm in love with you, Helen.
Helen: With who? With who? With who, Dale?
Dale: Tim.
[Helen storms out of Dale's apartment]
Dale: For a brief moment, only once, and I stopped it! As soon as it ended, I told him, Helen! I told him that I was committed to you!

Lestat: She's an affected, self-absorbed, nasty little creature who's fooled herself into thinking she's smarter than she is, and she is poisoning Louis against me.

Louis: She's coming up on 33.
Lestat: It's a lick and a promise in vampire years.
Claudia: Maybe, but I'm not your child anymore. That's rule number five. I'll be your companion, your sister.
Lestat: It's not as simple as choosing a new family configuration. 'Now I'm your cousin.' 'Now I'm your aunt.' I am your maker!
Claudia: But not my uncle or my daddy. I'm your sister or that's the door.

Dale: I just thought we could have a chat about the rehearsal tape I filmed for the desk last year.
Lindsay: Did I watch it?
Dale: Yes, you did. You said it went well and perhaps I might get a crack at some updates in the new year.
Lindsay: Did I tell you this at the Christmas party?

Lestat: [reading from Claudia's diary] 'Dear diary, am I gonna be a virgin every single time I do it? Won't my skin down there grow back like my hair does when I cut it?'
Louis: Jesus.

Tim: Your first hatchet job. Congrats. It's quite a milestone.
Dale: Sorry?
Tim: You don't actually believe that there's people deliberately out there poisoning the blood banks, do you?
Dale: I don't always get a final say about what goes into the edit.
Tim: But you do get a say, though, don't you?
Dale: [whispering] I know it's a sensitive issue for you.
Tim: No. It's just shit journalism.

Louis: You should just throw me in the incinerator, make another one.
Lestat: What a waste that would be. I have two centuries walked this earth and can report, you have no twin. No one as angry, as stubborn, as unaccommodating, as maddening...
Louis: Sound like trash to me.
Louis: ...as loving, as dedicated, as thoughtful, as imperfectly perfect as you've become. You're a challenge every sunset, Saint Louis, and I'd have it no other way.

Lestat: She was a destitute little girl, destined to live an inconsequential little life.
Louis: And we took it from her. We cursed her.

Dennis: [on the radio] Geoff's been booted. Rob's done a runner. Lindsay's blowing his top. Like, he's literally foaming at the mouth. So I need you to get back here now, please.
Tim: You're on the desk.
Dale: Uh, I don't know.
Tim: You are.

Lestat: This primitive country has picked you clean. It has shackled you in permanent exile. Every room you enter, every hat you're forced to wear -- the stern landlord, the deferential businessman, the loyal son -- all these roles you conform to, and none of them your true nature! What rage you must feel as you choke on your sorrow.

Louis: You killed Lily.
Lestat: Cut short that magnificent life she was living? What a tragedy.
Louis: Ain't no fever out there. That's you. You bringin' the death to town.
Lestat: I give death to those deserving. I'm not the Devil. You were wrong about that. But I can give you death.

Lestat: And the women... All shades of skin-white, black, cinnamon. I've emptied a bank vault sampling, I must say.

Lestat: I have waited, Louis. I have patiently waited in vain... for you to love me... as I love you. Just say it. Say, 'Lestat, I am never going to love you.' It would help me a great deal to hear that from your lips... your quivering, hateful lips.