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I am lord and master of my own island, I am the Devil’s minion and he grants my every wish.

(LOUIS) She makes you scrape it off with a credit card. (DANIEL) It’s not a credit card. I have no credit. It’s a library card. (LOUIS) She’s wearing that short purple dress you favoured. (DANIEL) I liked the way she walked in it. She was confident in it.

Armand’s lips had moved in a soft, slightly concealed smile.

Through the crowded streets of Tokyo they had wandered together, through Bangkok and Cairo and Damascus, through Lima and Rio and Kathmandu.

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(LOUIS) Alice is in her third trimester. She steps in gum on the corner of Rue Palatine and Servandoni. (DANIEL) The old parlor trick.

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He and Armand had gone into the depths of the Central American jungles by night to see the Mayan ruins; they had gone up the flank of Annapurna to glimpse the distant summit under the light of the moon.

“Then give it to me! Damn you! Immortality that close, as close as your arms.” “No, Daniel, because I’d rather die than do that, too.”

(ARMAND) And I wouldn’t let you near my neck if you were— (LOUIS) 62 1/2 kilograms. (ARMAND) What? (LOUIS) 138 pounds for the metrically challenged. Daniel here was wondering how much you weigh, Rashid, so I told him… (DANIEL) Stay out of my head.

I’d rather die than see you die, Daniel.

(DANIEL) Lestat, Lestat, Lestat. “Love of my life” or is it more “rebound of my life” with you two? (ARMAND) It’s a haunting memory Louis just shared with you. What a confort, your ability to continue pulling humor from his pain. Cathartic. (DANIEL) It’s a joke. You serve it up.

Lies, you bastard. Say that you wanted me. You’ll torment me forever, won’t you, and then you’ll watch me die, and you’ll find that interesting, won’t you?

“Calm yourself, Daniel. Your heart’s racing. It frightens me.” Small crease to the smooth forehead, the voice for a moment deepened by compassion. “Tell me what you want, Daniel, and I’ll get it for you. Why do you keep running away?”

(DANIEL) Oh, I’m done thinking. Bring me the tequila and some popcorn. Let’s flip the channel to channel 300-something. It’s a Univision night.