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
05: Training Louis, Act 2
INT. FRENCH QUARTER MANSION - BALLROOM
Small orchestra plays for colonial couples in fine wig
and garb prancing to a French minuet. Young women sit
in chairs along the walls with their chaperones. Young
men stand opposite.
Lestat killed two, sometimes three
a night. A fresh young girl, that
was his favorite for the first of
But the triumphant kill of Lestat
was a young man. They represented
the greatest loss to Lestat because
they stood on the threshold of the
maximum possibility of life.
A youth of preternatural beauty, silhouetted against
French windows. He is talking to an elegant widow,
seated, holding two manicured poodles. Lestat stares at
the youth with longing.
The trick is not to think about it.
See that one? The widow St. Clair?
she had that gorgeous young fop
murder her husband. She's perfect
for you. Go ahead.
But how do you know?
Read her thoughts.
The dark gift is different for each
of us. But one thing is true of
everyone. We grow stronger as we go
He leads Louis closer to them.
Take my word for it. She blamed a
slave for his murder. And do you
know what they did to him?
He smiles at the young man, who smiles in return.
The evildoers are easier. And they
EXT. LAWNS - NIGHT
Lestat walks the youth towards a copse of trees. He
looks back at Louis, who holds both poodles on a
delicate leash, walking with the widow. The minuet
spills from the french windows.
WIDOW ST. CLAIR
Now, young man, you really amaze
me! I'm old enough to be your
She leans towards him concquettishly. Louis, crazed
with hunger, sees her as beautiful in the moonlight. He
allows her lips reach his. He takes her in his arms,
gently, romantically, and sinks in his teeth. She
WIDOW ST. CLAIR
Yes, that's the melody, I remember
it. Oh yes...
Louis draws his lips away. She is weak in his arms, but
still alive. He can't do it. The poodles growl. He
shoots out an arm and grabs one, then the other.
EXT. TREES - NIGHT
Lestat, bending over the body of the dead youth. A
scream pierces the night.
WIDOW ST CLAIR
EXT. LAWNS. NIGHT
The widow on the grass, her poodles dead beside her.
Louis is trying to quiet her.
WIDOW ST CLAIR
My little papillions! My
butterflies!!! He killed them!!!
Lestat comes from nowhere, claps a hand over her mouth
and breaks her neck. He spits in fury at Louis.
You whining coward of a vampire who
prowls the night killing rats and
poodles. You could have finished us
Louis throws himself on Lestat with extraordinary
force, pummeling him towards the trees.
What have you done to me? You've
condemned me to hell.
I don't know any hell -
Louis hurls him against tree after tree with a strength
he never knew he had.
You want to see me kill? Watch me
kill you then -
He drags him to the ground an throttles him. Lestat
looks up at him, amazed and amused at the same time.
What strength, my friend, what
strength. I remember why I chose
Lestat squirms from his grip, seemingly effortlessly.
But you can't kill me, Louis. Nor I
He ruffles Louis' hair, with wry affection.
Feed on what you want, mon cherie.
Rats, chickens, doves, goats. I'll
leave you to it and watch you come
round. Just remember, life without
me would be even more unbearable...
He smiles. A sly, pleasurable secret secret smile.
EXT. POINTE DU LAC - NIGHT
Their carriage draws up to the mansion as the first
fingers of light spread across the sky.
Being a vampire to him meant
revenge. Revenge against life-
itself. Every time he took a life
it was revenge. and the slaves with
a wisdom that was denied their
masters, began to notice...
INT. SLAVE-HUT - NIGHT
In a tiny cabin, a slave family. Kids sleeping on the
floor, in cribs and cots. The parents sleep on the bed,
young, beautiful, naked. Beside them is Lestat, who is
drinking the husband's blood, his hand playing across
the breast of the wife as he does so. She murmurs in
She grabs his fingers and kisses them, thinking him to
be her husband. Lestat gently disengages himself and
EXT. SLAVE-HUT - NIGHT
The woman's scream pierces the sky, as Lestat walks
into the night.
EXT. CHICKEN-COOP - NIGHT
Every chicken is dead, bloodies necks hanging down from
the cribs. Louis emerges from the entrance, blood on
his lips. He hears the scream.
EXT. SLAVE QUARTER - NIGHT
The sound of drumming is heard, African, primal. The
woman runs through the quarters, screaming grief.
Others gather at doorways, restrain and console her.
EXT. DOVE-COTE - DAY
A beautiful, elaborate eighteenth century dove-cote.
Every dove inside is dead, pierced at the neck. A black
hand throws in a flaming torch and it bursts into
INT. CABIN - NIGHT
A doll, made in the image of Lestat, is pierced with
EXT. SWAMP BY FIELDS - DAY
Bodies of slaves floating in the swamp, with the bodies
of goats. Slaves at the edge throw ropes around the
bodies, pull them towards the shore. The drumming grows
EXT. SLAVE-QUARTERS - NIGHT
Louis walking through. The slaves hush as he
approaches, gather in doorways and whisper. He turns
and looks at them, sorrowfully. He looks truly like a
ghost. Their eyes turn away when they meet his. He