Lestat:
How did you manage to slip through the 50's in red velvet?

Marius:
I slept.

Lestat:
You didn't miss much.

Marius:
...Elvis.

Lestat:
Elvis, yes.

Akasha:
Join me or die!

Lestat:
We are the powerful, we are the immortal! We should walk fearless in the open!

Akasha:
I have come to give you the world.

Marius:
She takes pleasure in only one thing: destroying life.

Jesse:
Boo

Lestat:
Boo back

Lifestyle Journalist:
Do you have anything you want to say to the other vampires listening out there?

Lestat:
Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.

Lifestyle Journalist:
What is that?

Akasha:
See my children, remember your real family, or join hers.

Lestat:
I don't have time for this.

Jesse:
All a vampire has is time.

Lestat:
Not this one!

Jesse:
Thanks.

Lestat:
For what?

Jesse:
You saved me.

Lestat:
How presumptuous.

Lestat:
Well, that makes you a very clever librarian, Talamascan. I knew I left that journal somewhere. So, was it a good read?

Jesse:
It touched me.

Lestat:
Did it now? Don't worry, Jesse. Your kind never satisfied my thirst.

Lestat:
You're beautiful to me because you're human. Your frailty. Your short years. Your heart. All that suddenly seems more precious than anything I've ever known.

Jesse:
I'm not as precious as you think.

Akasha:
You're bold like your music. You live your life in the open like I did, long ago, when I had a king.

Lestat:
Had a king?

Akasha:
He is no more. Now you are my consort.

Lestat:
A London goth. It's funny. I would have pegged you for a Talamascan.

Jesse:
Maybe in another lifetime.

LA Groupie:
I'm an a Episcopalian!

Roger:
And I'm a friggin Buddhist. Uh, Lestat...

Lestat:
Roger, would you take our little Episcopalian back to church?

Lestat:
From that moment on, they were my friends, my children, my band. Giving the world a new god... me.

Marius:
Appreciate your prey.

Lestat:
Boo. That was quite a preformance. You should learn to be more careful. So, you know Marius?

Jesse:
I know alot of things.

Lestat:
Not how to stay alive, apparently.

Jesse:
O, I guess we have that in common, though I think I'm a little ahead of the race, here.

Lestat:
Well, I can fix that.

Jesse:
Your song "Redeemer" is about the girl with the violin?

Lestat:
Yes. And what else do you think you know?

Jesse:
You want...

Lestat:
What do I want?

Jesse:
You yearn...

Lestat:
What do I yearn... what do I yearn...

Jesse:
To walk with the living... out of the cold dark waste land of eternity.

Lestat:
Very good, Talamascan. I knew I left that journal somewhere.

Lestat:
Akasha!

Akasha:
Why so surprised to see me, my love. You've called, I've come.

Lestat:
My love?

Marius:
In all those years I've kept them not once have they moved.

Lestat:
Not until tonight, and she chose me.

Marius:
I chose you.

Lestat:
Many times I've called for Marius, but there was no answer. Just the endless precession of days, months, years... My teacher left me to my darkest lesson, that in the end, we are alone, and there is nothing but the cold, dark wasteland of eternity.

Club Vampire:
Your host... what's his name?

Jesse:
Marius?

Club Vampire:
Marius... Never heard of him.

Jesse:
Of course you wouldn't, he's an ancient.

Club Vampire:
There aren't any ancients left.

Club Vampire:
They all turned to dust.

Club Vampire:
So unless you got him in a bottle somewhere...

Jesse:
You know you're brave joking like that, I wish you could meet him.

Club Vampire:
And why's that?

Jesse:
Because you might learn something.

Club Vampire:
Fancy him do you?

Akasha:
He reminds me of someone.

Club Vampire:
Well all he's going to remind you of is a pile of bone. We're going to dismember him, bleed him dry.

Akasha:
Really? Is that what you're going to do?

David Talbot:
Can I ask...?

Jesse:
What's it like?

David Talbot:
Yes.

Jesse:
Do you want to find out?

David Talbot:
Me? No, no - I'm too old to live forever.

Armand:
She drank Akasha's last drop. She took Akasha's death into herself.

Marius:
No, she sleeps.

Lestat:
Mmmmm... I imagine they are... Yes...!

Marius:
Hello, David.

Lestat:
Come out, come out, wherever you are.

London Groupie:
I heard that Lestat keeps all his girls in his cellar, and it's really nice and they give you food and cable and weed.

London Groupie:
Oh please.

London Groupie:
That's what I heard. But you have to let him suck you on your neck whenever he wants; doesn't sound too bad.

London Groupie:
I've done worse.

London Groupie:
I'll say.

Roger:
This way girls.

Marius:
Didn't you think of anyone but yourself?

Lestat:
I only have myself. You taught me that.