INT. CRYPT.
Darkness. Louis lying on the floor of a large crypt. He slowly comes
to.
L: Where are we?
E: Where do you think, my idiot friend. We're in a nice filty cemetary.
Does this make you happy, is this fitting, proper enough.
L: (Louis laughs softly.) We belong in hell.
E: and what if there is no hell or they don't want us there. Ever think
of that.
LV: but there was a hell, and no matter where we moved to I was in it. We rented rooms on the water front of New Orlands.
EXT. NEW ORLEANS. EVENING.
From the sea, at evening, shrouded in mist.
INT. INN. EVENING.
A lavish little supper chamber with coffered bed, fancy French furniture.
Open to rooftops of colonial city. Louis sits by an open window looking
out over the city. Behind, we can hear the laughter of Lestat and tow female
voices. Louis turns and sees -Lestat, in the main chamber with two drugged
or drunked whores. One runs her finger down his chest. The other seems
out of it.
E: Your friend has no head for wine. (Laugh)
Whore:(laugh) Don't worry, I can warm that cold skin of yours
better then she can.
E: you think so?
Whore: (laugh) Your warm now.
E: But the price is high, your pretty friend I exhausted her. So soft.
I
can see you lieing on a bed of satin.
Whore: Such things you say.
E: Do you know what manner of bed? (Whore gasps in extesy.) Should we put out the light? (Whore whimpers)
E: Then put out the light. (More whimpers, Lestat covers her mouth. He slashes her wrist with his teeth, and lets the blood drip into a glass.) It once put out thy light, we can not give vital breath again. It's needs must wither. (Lestat offers the glass to Louis.) For you Louie, you can prettend it's wine.
L: She's not dead.
E: your in love with your mortal nature. You resist the one thing that
can give you peace.
L: You call this peace.
E: Where prediters Our all seeing eyes are ment to give them detachment.
L: The girl, Lestat.
E: Then take her louie end that hunger.
L: No.
E: Now my child, your tired, you want to sleep. (Lestat picks her
up. He walks to his coffin, puts her inside and sits on the lid. We hear
muffled screaming and banging from inside. )
Whore: It's a coffin, a coffin, let me out (She keeps screaming 'let
me out' from the coffin)
E: It's your coffin my love, injoy it, most of us don't get to know
what it feels like.
L: Why do you do this?
E: I like to do it, I enjoy it.
Take your resitece taste pure things, kill them swiftly if you will, but
do it. For do not doubt, You are a killer Louie. (He stands up.
Lestat flips the lid off. The girl sits up, hysterical. She looks at Louis.)
What's that my love?
Whore: It's a coffin.
E: Why so it is, you must be dead?
Whore: I'm not dead am I?
L: No your not dead.
E: Not yet.
L:(Louis screams at Lestat) You finish this you finish this
now.
E: You finish it.
Whore: save me from him, save me. You'll let me go, I can't die like this. I need a priest. (The girl grabs Louis and pleads.)
E: My friend is a priest, he'll heal your sins before you die, unless unless we make her one of us?
L: No.
E: Take her Louie, end her suffering, end yours.
L: No.
E:( Then Lestat, in a fit of pique puts his teeth to her neck. She
dies at last. A terrible silence descends. Lestat looks at Louis. )
Now are you happy, Louie?
L: My god, to think you are all I have to learn from.
E: The old world, they called it the dark gift, and I gave it to you.
(Louis leaves without a word. )
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