Movie - Interview with the Vampire
Release Date: 11 November 1994 (USA)
Tagline: Drink From Me And Live Forever
Runtime: 123 mins
Director: Neil Jordan
Producer: David Geffen, Stephen Woolley
Writer: Anne Rice (screenplay), Anne Rice (novel)
Scripts - Undated draft with possible deleted scenes and changed story
20: Meeting Lestat
EXT. NEW ORLEANS STREET - NIGHT
Cars rushing by, twentieth-century madness. Louis
emerges from the theatre, walks through the streets.
I had returned to new Orleans. As
soon as I smelt the air, I knew I
was home. There was sadness there,
rich, almost sweet, like the
fragrance of jasmine. I walked the
streets, savoring it like a long
EXT. GARDEN DISTRICT - NIGHT
Louis walks past the many Greek Revival Mansions.
And then on Prytania Street, only
blocks from the Lafayette cemetery
I caught the scent of death and it
wasn't coming from the graves...
CAMERA PANS OVER white-walled Lafayette cemetery and
its surrounding mansions.
The scent grew stronger as I
walked. Old death. A scent too
faint for mortals to detect.
Louis sees rats darting across the street. They rush
into a great overgrown garden surrounding a ruined
mansion. No lights.
Louis stops at a rusted gate. He forces it open and
A VERITABLE JUNGLE
Of overgrown rose and oak tree and wisteria. he sees a
faint glimmer of light coming from a distant glass
window of a huge Greek Revival house. He approaches
then he sees -
OLD SHRIVELLED CORPSE
Of a man, long dead and dried up, snagged in the thorny
Looks around. Walks on. Sees another corpse, almost
nothing but bones, sinking into the wet earth, the
roots of an oak overgrowing it.
He looks up at the distant light.
He passes a third corpse, caught in wisteria and rose
vine, only bones and clothes.
They were like the doomed princess
caught in the thorny vines of
Sleeping Beauty's castle. I knew
what it meant. A vampire had lured
them here, but had been to weak to
get rid of them.
Louis sees dead rats lying near the steps.
It spelt weakness, madness, the
behavior of a dying animal that
pollutes its own lair.
Louis treads carefully on the rotted steps. he moves
along the porch. More dead rats. He sees through the
floor-length window into rooms lined with stacked
books. Virtually walled with them. Water seeps down
from the ceiling, gleaming as it streaks over the
books. The floors of the splendid rooms are bare,
except for a rotten French chair by a dead fireplace. A
single mirror reflecting the moon.
He moves along the porch to the parlor windows. The
candle flickers inside. He sees -
Lestat lying on the floor. He is gaunt to near
starvation. All his scars are gone, but he is almost a
skeleton and his eyes are enormous in their sockets.
His clothes are rags. Blond hair beautiful, as always.
MALLOY'S ENTRANCES FACE SUPERIMPOSED OVER
Lestat escaped the fire!
He hadn't even been there. And all
those years I thought he was dead.
BACK TO LESTAT
One tiny candle stands beside him. He reads an early
comic, from the turn of the century. Without turning
his head, he speaks.
I'm so glad you're here Louis...
I've dreamed of your coming...
Don't try to speak... it's
I didn't mean to let them do it...
that Santiago, he tricked me...
That's all past, Lestat.
Yes. Past... she should never have
been one of us...
He turns and looks at Louis. Old, fearful, broken.
Still beautiful Louis. You always
were the strong one.
Don't fear me, Lestat. I bring you
You've come back to me, Louis?
You've come again to me?
Louis shakes his head. A series of police sirens go by,
piercing the night sky. A helicopter goes overhead. Red
flashes illuminate his face. Lestat shivers, covers his
ears. He's terrified. Louis touches him, calming him,
until the lights pass over.
It's only a siren...
I can't bear it Louis! The machines
out there, that fly and that roar!
And such lights! They make the
night brighter than the day!
And they frighten you?
You know I love the dark. But
there's no dark anymore.
It's false light, Lestat. It can't
If you stayed with me Louis, I
could venture out... little by
little... become the old Lestat.
Louis shivers. He releases him.
I have to go now Lestat...
You remember how I was, Louis.. the
Yes. I remember...
I tried to tell you Louis... that
night in Paris... when I first came
to you... no-one can refuse the
dark gift, Louis... not even you.
And the more you tried, the more I
wanted you... a vampire with your
beautiful, suffering human heart.
And how you suffered... I need your
You have it...
Louis walks slowly away from him. Lestat turns back to
his candle, his magazine.
You'll come back, Louis... take me
out... little by little... and
maybe I'll be myself again...
A bluebottle buzzes by him. His hand shoots out and
grabs it, squeezes the blood.
As he walks through the decayed house. His eyes are
And my story ends there. But in
fact it ended a long time ago, with
Claudia's ashes in that theatre. My
love died with her. I never really
changed after that. What became of
Lestat I have no idea. I go on,
night after night. I feed on those
who cross my path. But all my
passion went with her yellow hair.
I ma a spirit with preternatural
flesh. Detached. unchangeable.
INT. ROOM. SAN FRANCISCO - NIGHT (PRESENT)
Malloy, staring at Louis.
No... it can't end like that...
But it has. There is no more to
But you talk about passion, about
longing, about things I'll never
know in my life! It's still inside
you, in every syllable you speak!
And then you tell me it ends like
that? Just empty?
It's over, I'm telling you...
You need a new passion, Louis, a
new reason to feel... what a story
you've told, you don't understand
Louis looks at the cassettes on the table.
Do what you want with it. Learn
what you can. Give the story to
You have another chance, Louis.
Take me! Give me your gift, your
Louis is slowly horrified, then outraged and angry.
Is this what you want? You ask me
for this after all I've told you?
If I could see what you've seen,
feel what you've felt I wouldn't
let it end like this! You need a
like to the world out there, a
connection... then it won't end
He stares at Louis.
You need me.
Louis turns away.
Dear God. I've failed again,
Don't say anymore. The reels are
still turning. I have but one
chance to show you the meaning of
what I've said.
He looks at the boy. Then suddenly grabs him, lifts him
off the floor, bares his terrifying fangs and brings
them to his throat. Malloy screams, in involuntary
You like it? You like being food
for the immortals? You like dying?
Is it beautiful? Is it intense?
Malloy, now terrified, whispers
Louis drops him.
Malloy, falls on the floor, terrified. When he looks
up, Louis has vanished.
He looks up at the tape. It is still turning.
He shakes his head. He gets up, and with shaking
fingers gathers his tapes. He runs out of the room.
EXT. STREET OUTSIDE - NIGHT
Malloy running for his car, a convertible. He leaps in
and screeches off through the night.
EXT. STREETS - NIGHT
Malloy whips the car through the tiny streets, in
sheer, unfocused terror.
EXT. GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE - NIGHT
Malloy driving with streams of traffic over the bridge.
He breathes deeply, to calm himself. He takes a tape
from his pocket, and with still shaking hands, sticks
it in the deck.
1791. That's when it happened. I
was twenty-four. Younger then you
Suddenly a bony hand shoots out from the back seat,
pulls his neck backwards -
Sinks his teeth in his neck.
On the wheel, shaking, shuddering, losing their grip.
Bulging, as the life drains out of him. Lestat sucking
him like a rat.
Swinging free of Malloy's dying hands.
Veers wildly into oncoming traffic.
Coming towards them, about to crush the car.
LESTAT'S BONY HAND
Grabs the wheel, jerks it as he drinks.
Misses the truck by inches.
Throws Malloy to one side, climbs into the front seat.
The tape is playing.
My invitation was open to anyone.
Sailors, whores, thieves. But it
was a vampire that accepted...
At the wheel, the corpse of Malloy in the passenger
seat. He smiles. We can see the blood renewing him.
Dear Louis... will I ever forget?
EXT. GOLDEN GATE BRIDGE - NIGHT
Lestat drives on, the car a tiny speck against the
bridge, the sea, the sky beyond, with the first fingers
of light spreading through it.