Claudia- the vampire doll, the immortal child
Louis- her vampire father, tormented soul
Madeleine- mortal, her story hinted, her future short
Claudia: Madeleine... Louis's shy.
Madeleine [walks up to Louis]: Drink.
Louis turns away in disgust.
Claudia: Do it Louis! Because I cannot do it. I haven't the strenght. You saw to that when you made me!
Louis [to Madeleine]: You haven't the vaguest conception under God what you ask!
Madeleine: Au contraire, Monsieur. I 'ave.
Claudia: You have found your new companion, Louis! You will make me mine!
Louis [to Madeleine]: How do we seem to you? Do you find us beautiful? Magical? Our white skin, our fierce eyes... Drink you ask me. Do you have any idea the thing you will become?!
Claudia: Your evil is that you cannot be evil! And I shall suffer for it no longer!!
Louis: Don't make me do this, I cannot!
Claudia: Yet, you could do it to me... Snatching me from my mother's hands like two monsters in a fairy-tale. And now you weep! You haven't tears enough for what you've done to me. You give her to me, Louis!!! Do this before you leave me!!!
[runs into Louis' arms, weeping]: Oh, God... I love you still. That's the torment of it. And who will care for me, my love...my dark angel when you are gone?
Louis: What do you think she is, Madeleine? A doll?
Madeleine: A child who cannot die.
Louis: And the child who did die?
Madeleine [opening her locket with a picture of a child]: A daughter.
Louis looks into Claudia's eyes. Both are desperate and resigned. He sits on the sofa. Claudia nudges Madeleine to kneel before him. She does so, offering him her neck. Louis grabs her neck and, all the while looking into Claudia's eyes, pierces Madeleine's skin with his cruel, white fangs. And gives Claudia her gift.
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Louis [lying on the fence of their balcony]: Bare me no ill will, my love. We are now even.
Claudia: What do you mean?
Louis: What died in that room was not that woman. What has died was the... the last breath of me... that was human.
Claudia: Yes, Father. At last we are even.
She takes his face between her small, cold palms of a child, and kisses the lips of her father.
Post je objavljen 27.03.2008. u 12:58 sati.