Part 13 - Claudia's Rebellion 
INT. FLAT. NIGHT
Lestat playing the piano. Louis reading. Claudia enters, wearing a
cape and hat. She walks to the piano, sits at the end of the piano and
stares at him as he plays.
E: What is it now? You irritate me! Your very presence irritates me!
C: (Sweetly) Does it?
E: Yes. And I'll tell you something else! I've met someone who
will make a better vampire than both of you.
C: Is that supposed to frighten me?
E: You're spoilt because you're an only child. You need a brother.
Or I do. I'm weary of you both.
C: I suppose we could people the world with vampires, the three
of us.
E: Not you my dear, Claudia.
C: You're a liar. But you upset my plans.
E: What plans?
C: I came to make peace with you, even if you're the father of
lies. I want things to be as they were.
E: Stop pestering me then!
C: Oh, Lestat. I must do more than that. I've brought a present
for you.
E: Then I hope its a beautiful woman with endowments you will
never possess.
Claudia stares at him for a moment.
C: Why do you say such things?
C: You haven't fed enough. I can tell by your color, come.
Lestat sighs. She takes his hand and leads him into an inner
room.
INT. DINING ROOM. NIGHT.
Two beautiful youths, lying asleep on a couch, by a table full with
a half-eaten meal. Lestat sighs.
E: Oh, Claudia, you've outdone yourself.
C: Drunk on brandy wine. A thimbleful. When I saw them, I knew they
were for you.
E: We forgive each other then?
Claudia stares at him, sitting. She nods.
Lestat bites into the neck of one of the youths, sucks greedily and
horribly. Claudia watches him without expression. He finished one, is about
to take the other when he staggers. He looks at Claudia.
E: Absinthe? You gave then absinthe?
C: No. Laudanum.
Lestat stares wildly at her, tries to move towards her, and then slips
to the floor.
E: Laudanum!
C: Yes. It killed them, unfortunately. But it keeps the blood
warm.
Lestat tries to rise.
E: You...you let me drink dead blood...you...
C: One thing you taught me, never drink from the dead.
E: Louis!
Louis enters the room.
L: My god.
E: Louis, put me in my coffin...
C: I'll put you in your coffin.
She pulls a knife out from under her shawl, walks rapidly to him and
slashes his throat. Blood explodes from it. He falls back, fangs bared.
Louis looks. The floor is a sea of blood. Lestat has begun to shrivel,
as if he'd been a bag of blood. His skin is shriveling against his bones
like parchment, his eyes are slipping back into his skull-like face. His
lush, beautiful hair remains unchanged. But his clothes are virtually being
emptied of the body. It is no more than bones, wrapped in paper and the
pupils of the eyes suddenly roll up into the papered skull.
C: Louis, pick me up.
Louis puts her up above the blood.
She stares at the shriveled skeleton in its skin wrapping. She is fascinated.
She sees the vampiric blood flow all over the floor.
C: Goodnight, sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your
rest.
She stands up, all business suddenly.
C: Should we burn him? Bury him? What would he have liked, Louis?
Louis looks at her upset.
C: The swamp...
EXT. CARRIAGE. NIGHT.
Louis whipping the horses. Claudia beside him. Lestat's skeleton in
the back, with the bodies of the two dead youths.
Louis drags out the bodies of the boys. He slides them into the waters
of the swamp. We see ripples in the water and the churning of alligators,
as they attack the corpses. Louis takes Lestat's skeleton in his arms.
He slides it into the waters. The alligators speed towards it.
C: He belongs with those reptiles, Louis.
L: Then maybe so do we. Every night of our lives. He was my maker.
He gave me this life, whatever it is.
C: I did it for us, Louis. So we could be free.
He stands there, saying nothing. Louis walks her towards the
carriage.
He lifts her into the carriage and drives off, leaving the silent waters
of the swamp.
