Marguerite Moreau: Jesse

Queen of the Damned

Jesse

Lestat: You're beautiful to me because you're human. Your frailty. Your short years. Your heart. All that suddenly seems more precious than anything I've ever known.
Jesse: I'm not as precious as you think.

Jesse: [Lestat turns to walk away] I know something that wasn't in your journal.
Lestat: Oh. What is that?
Jesse: You still have the violin, don't you.

Akasha: My children. Warms my blood to see you all gathered plotting against me.
Maharet: Akasha.
Akasha: Maharet. You will address my king first.
Jesse: Lestat, what has she done to you?
Marius: Lestat, step aside.
Lestat: Never.
Maharet: The world has changed since you reigned.
Akasha: Then we shall change it back. Human are animals. Brute creatures. Their destruction can only make sense.
Marius: Akasha, please!
Akasha: You think you can change my will? I've had enough of this discussion. Join me or die!
Maharet: I will not.
Pandora: I will not.
Armand: I will not.
Marius: I will not.
Akasha: [to Lestat] Do you love me?
Lestat: Yes.
Akasha: Then prove it. Kill her.
Lestat: She means nothing to me.
Akasha: Just the same. I'd like for you to kill her.
Maharet: You will not touch her!
Akasha: You dare to challenge me, Maharet?
Jesse: No it's all right, Aunt Maharet. It's what I want.
Akasha: How sweet.
Akasha: [after Jesse is killed] See my children? Remember your real family, or join hers.

Lestat: So, you know Marius?
Jesse: I know a lot of things.
Lestat: Not how to stay alive, apparently.
Jesse: Oh, I guess we have that in common, though I think I'm a little ahead of the race, here.
Lestat: Well, I can fix that.
[reaches for her neck]
Jesse: [quickly] Your song "Redeemer" is about the girl with the violin? Right? Right?
Lestat: Right? What else do you think you know?
Jesse: [nervous] I...
Lestat: You're... shaking.
Jesse: I'm cold.
Lestat: Still cold?
[backing her up against a wall]
Lestat: So, go on, tell me more about me.
Jesse: You want...
Lestat: What do I want?
Jesse: You yearn...
Lestat: What do I yearn?
[pierces her finger]
Lestat: What do I yearn?
[sucks the blood from her finger]
Jesse: To walk with the living... out of the cold dark wasteland of eternity.

Lestat: Well, that makes you a very clever librarian, Talamascan. I knew I left that journal somewhere. So, was it a good read?
Jesse: It touched me.
Lestat: Did it now? Don't worry, Jesse. Your kind never satisfies my thirst.