Interview with the Vampire Page #3

Louis rises, drunk, outraged.

LOUIS:

How dare you, monsieur.

Louis pulls out a pearl-handled pistol. Teresa clingsto him. Others gasp and give way, though eager to seewhat will happen.

Lestat, face half-covered by the hood but eyes gleaming,

backs away through the crowd, eyes riveted on Louis,

smiling. The crowd closes indifferently.

Louis is slightly dazed by Lestat's eyes. Then shudders,

loses interest, sits down and picks up his cards.

8.

EXT. NEW ORLEANS STREET - COTTAGE - NIGHT

Louis and QUADROON PROSTITUTE emerge from the cottage,

kissing fervently.

QUADROON PROSTITUTE

Don't leave me, Michie Louis.

Fancy-Dressed Gambler appears from shadows.

FANCY-DRESSED GAMBLER

First you call me a cheat, thenyou try to steal my woman.

The Gambler spins Louis around and goes to hit him.

Louis blocks punch, knocks Gambler into the dirt.

Quadroon Prostitute shouts warning to Louis as theGambler draws his pistol.

LOUIS:

Go ahead. Do it. I'm alreadydead. Finish the task, so theycan sing the Requiem.

Louis shrugs.

Gambler rises slowly and warily holding the gun on Louis.

GAMBLER:

The Oaks; tomorrow morning atsix.

Louis laughs and shakes his head, no. He turns his back.

CLOSE ON - LOUIS'S FACE

thoughtful distant, and behind him -

GAMBLER:

Coward!

Louis staggers down the wood sidewalk. Quadroon

Prostitute comes after him, embracing him, and he kissesher firmly and gently pushes her away. She pleads withhim in French.

LOUIS (V.O.)

My invitation was open to anyone.

But it was a vampire thataccepted. I had never conceived

of such a thing.

Louis moves on into darkness among small colonial Frenchbuildings.

(CONTINUED)

9.

CONTINUED:

Rain falls. He looks up in it and lets it drench him.

Over his shoulder, we see Lestat approach, hood stillshadowing his face.

ANGLE ON LESTAT'S BLUE EYES

Lestat's hands clamp on Louis's shoulder and then Louisstiffens, cries out and freezes, as Lestat's teeth gointo his neck.

Louis slips from Lestat's grasp, unconscious in the mudand rain.

INT. ROOM (SAN FRANCISCO)

Malloy and Louis facing each other.

MALLOY:

That's how it happened?

LOUIS:

No. That is how vampires drinkblood. The Dark Gift of

transformation requires a gooddeal more as you'll see.

Besides, this vampire wantedsomething from me. He came back

for it the following night.

INT. LAVISH FRENCH-FURNISHED BEDROOM AT POINT DU LAC

(NEW ORLEANS)

Louis is delirious in four-poster bed, shrouded withmosquito netting. Female slave Yvette bathes his face

with a rag. She is crying. Other slave women hover in

shadows. Overseer, a Quadroon male, stands weeping indoor.

Yvette puts out all candles save one by the bed.

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