Interview with the Vampire (TV Series)

A Vile Hunger for Your Hammering Heart (2022)

Jacob Anderson: Louis de Pointe du Lac

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Quotes 

• Lestat de Lioncourt : [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 de Pointe du Lac : Jesus.

• Deputy Habersham : Now, it is my sworn duty to notify the dry agents as to the wine cellar on the premises. I will refrain from contacting the Child Welfare League, but I don't like what I've seen in this home.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : And we'll make sure Police Chief Bardeen is informed how his men conducted themselves in the home of law-abiding, taxpaying citizens.

  Deputy Habersham : [chuckles]  You know, I'd add a second bed to the boudoir before you two go making accusations. I have no doubt you could carry the fines, but crimes against nature, that comes with a five-year prison term if convicted.

• 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 de Lioncourt : Well, you're not my type. I like a fuller figure.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Lestat!

  Lestat de Lioncourt : She's being impossible!

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : It's been months. Her meals are too meager. What if you bring one of your kills into her room? We could tie him up next to the coffin...

  Lestat de Lioncourt : She's not surviving on birds or nocturnals, Louis. She waits for that slither of time when I'm on the hunt and you've gone round the back to make nice with the rat catcher.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Or she's slowly starving herself.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Bon. I know what I'd do, but you've cut my hands off. My parenting is...

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Sadistic?

  Lestat de Lioncourt : [chuckles]  ... so save your words when it comes to Claudia.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : She's in there 'cause of you.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : [slams the piano keys]  Ça suffit!

• Lestat de Lioncourt : You wanted her, you fix her!

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : We're doin' this together.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Do you remember our life, how happy we were before her?

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Happy? We were not happy!

  Lestat de Lioncourt : An anvil tied around our ankles pulling us towards the pitch-black ocean floor!

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : I had no words for her. What words were there? 'It all happened so fast.' 'I was trying to save you.' 'All vampires are born out of trauma.' We made her out of remorse. Out of selfishness.

  Daniel Molloy : Poor dear. She wasn't held enough between ritualistic murders.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : She spent every night for half a decade with no friends, locked in the emotional storm of puberty.

  Daniel Molloy : Look, Charlie Manson wrote a couple of beautiful songs. Still, he was Charlie Manson.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Is that all you think of her?

  Daniel Molloy : Mostly. I also think she makes you and Frenchy look like a couple of whiny, existential queens.

• Claudia : Why can't I make one? No matter how much blood I give them, they just lie there gaspin'.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : What is this? Look at me! What have you done?

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Did you try to make another?

  Claudia : Boy from Ponchatoula. Boy from Hollygrove. Boy with a bow tie out in Algiers.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Claudia, how'd you figure this was gon' go?

  Claudia : [to Lestat]  Make me one.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Because you turned out so well.

  Claudia : 'Cause if you don't, I'm gonna go out there and find other vampires.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : If you could find them, which you won't, they would shred you to strips, because you are built like a bird, because you are a mistake!

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : [voiceover]  Claudia's night rambles had exposed us.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Assume we are under suspicion. Assume our finances no longer provide us protection.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Make your kills outside the city. One a night. No persons of note--unfortunates, undesirables.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : No more incinerator. New locks on the doors. Shutter the windows. No parties, no friends.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : [voiceover]  But her absence would lay bare who we were without her, a simmering pot of resentments.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : We should leave the city, start anew, turn a betrayal into an opportunity. New York, Chicago, Los Angeles.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Paris.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : No.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Mm-hmm.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : We should dismantle her room.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : You don't touch her room.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : She'll be back.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : No, she won't.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : [voiceover]  There would be no Roaring Twenties for us. We would be underground for seven years.

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : As the Depression set in on the nation, I barricaded myself within the dilapidating walls of 1132 Rue Royale, educating myself from Lestat's library, ignoring all other duties of the role Claudia once mocked me for--the unhappy housewife.

• Lestat de Lioncourt : You draw me into your gloom.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : It's your fault she's gone. If you hadn't pushed her...

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Claudia.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : If you hadn't done your...

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Claudia. Claudia.

  [scoffs] 

  Lestat de Lioncourt : I cannot listen to this insanity about Claudia one more time. Bordel de merde. Il me chie dans la malle jusqu'au cadenas!

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : [reading from Claudia's diary]  I spend time following Louis and Lestat, now that I am my own woman, with no obvious sense of why I follow them, other than meaning slowly disintegrates without them, my companions in immortality. But today at the cemetery, I finally understood something so obvious, which I had pondered for a decade--why they made me... To be Louis's sister.

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : Emotionally, I was vacant. I longed for Claudia. I ached for her. I walked the streets of New Orleans with the shifting masses of the unfed, the addicts born of despair, sending out telepathic thoughts of remorse in every direction. But she had shut her mind off to me for some time then. And so I was left to revisit old haunts, desperate for connection. 'Claudia, come home.' 'I know I hurt you.' 'I know I can make it right again.'

• Daniel Molloy : Look, Charlie Manson wrote a couple of beautiful songs. Still, he *was* Charlie Manson.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Is that all you think of her?

  Daniel Molloy : Mostly. I also think she makes you an Frenchy look like a couple of whiny, existential queens. Probably why she's a fuckin' gold mine. The girl who moves a million books.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : I won't have her exploited.

  Daniel Molloy : Won't matter what your intentions are. It's the world out there now. She's the single-shooter, Xbox, mouth-breather shit they crave.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : You can put the diaries in a proper context.

  Daniel Molloy : Context. Sure. Warn the world about a forthcoming apocalypse. Or maybe inspire a line of sexy Claudia Halloween costumes. Or a cool dismemberment trend amongst the suburban Sylvia Plath set. Once you put it out there, they decide what it is. It can get away from you.

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : Flaubert's style is so dense.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Louis Armstrong's in town tonight, playing at the Pelican. Should we make it a night of the two Louis?

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : The absence of metaphor is so striking.

  Lestat de Lioncourt : You sound like every pompous Sorbonne student I've ever eaten.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : Should I do like you instead? Read the first ten pages of every book? Pass myself off as cultured?

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Well, at least you're listening. I sit there thinking, 'Light yourself on fire, see if he would notice!'

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : [talking over Lestat]  Use my middling command of literary canon to impress some hapless human I'm gonna kill in a few hours anyway.

• Louis de Pointe du Lac : [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 de Lioncourt : 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 de Lioncourt : She was a destitute little girl, destined to live an inconsequential little life.

  Louis de Pointe du Lac : And we took it from her. We cursed her.

• [Lestat holds a bleeding and beaten Louis while hovering in the air thousands of miles above New Orleans] 

  Lestat de Lioncourt : 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 de Pointe du Lac : Let go of me!

  Lestat de Lioncourt : Anything for you.

  [Lestat lets go of Louis, who plummets to the ground]