Movie: Interview with the vampire (Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles)

They were doomed, stuck in their time. They forgot the first lesson that we must be strong beautiful and without regret - this is important.
- Can you teach me to do that?
- Yes!
To live without regrets. What would we make a pair... But what if the lesson I want to teach? What if all I have left is my suffering, my regret?
- You don't want to lose them?
- You got it? The heart that mourns her... the one you burned to the ground. I know what you did. And I know you don't have any regrets. You feel nothing and if that's what you can teach me, I can do that myself.

Heart you too want to get?.. Aching heart, that you turned to ash?..

"Heard enough?", - Lestat asks the reporter, "But I had to listen to his whining for centuries!".

God can kill anyone, and we - too. Such as we are, no more, and no one else in the world is closer to God than we are.

- Why are you doing this?
- I like to do it. I'm enjoying this. Take your aesthetics to taste pure things, kill them quickly if you want, but kill. And make no mistake: you are a killer, Louis!

- What did you see?
- There are no words to describe it. With the same success you can ask heaven what it sees; man cannot know this.

- Mmm... Monsieur Louis, You're not eating?
- No, dear.
- We worry about You, master. Why don't You go to the field? And how long were You out of house slave? All the death. Are you still our master?
- That will be all, Yvette!
- I'm not leaving until You won't listen to me! You should, you should send your friend. All the slaves fear him... they fear You.
- I scare myself.

It happened in 1791. I was 24, I was younger than You are now. But those times were different, at that age, I was already a man: the owner of a sick plantation just South of New Orleans. I lost my wife during childbirth, and she and the child were buried for almost six months. I'd be happy to join them. I could not bear the pain of loss. I wanted to get rid of it. I wanted to lose everything: my wealth, my estate, my sanity. My invitation was open to all. The whore next to me. Pimp walking behind. But whoever it was, was a vampire.

I'll give you the choice that I never had.

Vampires pretending to be people pretending to be vampires.
- As the avant-garde.

That means death for one who is destined to live to the end of the world? And what is the "end of the world", it is not an empty phrase, because no one really knows what is this light?

Oh, what I wouldn't give for a drop of good old-fashioned Creole blood.
Yankee you do not like?
Democratic blood irritating the sky.

How do you love your sin...

That morning I was not yet a vampire, and I saw his last dawn. I remember him well, though I can't remember a single sunrise to him. I watched his brilliance one last time as if for the first time. And then I said goodbye to sunlight and went out to become what I became.