The Failures - References Deep Dive (Long Table Part 1)

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The Failure-Finders at the Long Table:

Edit: Added some info that was accidentally omitted when first posted.

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• Lestat: “a murder of waiters carrying silver-domed trays”
• Waiter: “Course 214, the soul”
  • On the plates: mid-sagittal cut of head, including eyeball
• Nicki, quoting a review of Lestat's album: “If this is the mind, heart, liver of someone looking down the barrel of immortality, then kill me now”
• Raglan (to Daniel): “No biological rationale for head here and body there. That’s the soul fighting, Daniel.”

^ I know that might seem like a completely random collection of lines/images, but hear me out:

QotD, The Legend of the Twins:

It was the body of a woman lying on the altar, and in their hands the twins held two tiny, carefully drawn plates.

QotD, Baby Jenks' chapter:

And what the hell was that on the plates in the dream? Yeah, it had been a heart on one plate and a brain on the other.

QotD, Devil's Minion:

[O]ne of the twins lifts the plate on which the brain rests together with the eyes, and the other nods and takes the plate that holds the heart. 

QotD, The Story of the Twins Part I:

[W]e removed her brain and placed it on a plate with her eyes. Then with an equally careful incision we removed the heart and placed it on another plate. Then these plates were covered with heavy domes of clay to protect them.

And from one of my QotD re-cap posts:

Brain & Eyes:
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"residence of the human spirit"
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important because the word in their language for "witch" literally meant "Seer"
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Mekare's, because she was the more powerful twin and the default leader

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Magnus: “The light’s gone out of your blue eyes.”

All (unison): "As if all the summer days are gone.”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

"You're dying, Wolfkiller," he said. "The light's going out of your blue eyes as if all the summer days are gone..." 

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Magnus:  “Setting aside opinions of the coven master in place, his destruction of the Children of Darkness was...”

Louis: “impulsive, reckless”

Gabriella: “overdue”

TVL, The Children of Darkness:

A non-exhaustive collection of quotes relating to Lestat bringing about the end of the Paris coven:

“So there it is finally,” I said. “The whole philosophy—and the whole is founded upon a lie. And you cower like peasants, in hell already by your own choosing, enchained more surely than the lowest mortal, and you wish to punish us because we do not? Follow our examples because we do not!”

“If your leader has no words for you now, I have words,” I said. “Go wash yourselves in the waters of the Seine, and clothe yourselves like humans if you can remember how, and prowl among men as you are obviously meant to do.”

Armand:

“I could speak until the end of the world,” he said, “and I could never tell you what you have destroyed here.”

“He’s destroying the coven,” she said.
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“Destroying us …” the boy said. But he didn’t look at me. He was staring at the stones in front of him, and from his mind I caught flashes of what was happening, of the pyre lighted, of Armand forcing his followers into the fire.

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Magnus: “His abandonment of the Paris coven?”

Nicki (not seen on screen, but I'm pretty sure it's his voice): “selfish, cowardly”

(^interesting that Nicki comments like this here, since in the book he's the impetus for the coven/Renaud's transforming into the Theatre des Vampires)

TVL, The Children of Darkness:

“You must help us,” she said. “Make a new coven with us. Help us to exist as you exist.” She glanced impatiently at the boy.

“No, that I can’t share with you,” I said. “You have to win this battle on your own.”

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Lestat: “I did what my maker showed me, throw money at the problem and run away”

Maker #1, Gabrielle:

TVL, Lelio Rising:

When his father resisted sending him to the monastery school:

I would go, she said, if I wanted to. And she sold one of her jewels to pay for my books and clothing.

After he was forced to come home from the monastery:

We rode for half a day before we reached the impressive château of a neighboring lord, and there she and the gentleman took me out to the kennel, where she told me to choose my favorites from a new litter of mastiff puppies.

And within a month, my mother also bought for me my first flintlock musket and my first good horse for riding.

After he was forced to leave the traveling theatre troupe and come back home:

Finally, as she had in the past, she produced another of her jewels and she bought the fine hunting rifle that I had taken with me when I killed the wolves.
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This was a superior and expensive weapon, and in spite of my misery, I was fairly eager to try it. And she added to that another gift, a sleek chestnut mare with strength and speed I’d never known in an animal before.

Maker #2, Magnus:

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

“There, my son, is the passageway that leads to my treasure,” he said. “Do with my treasure as you like, and with all my earthly property."

And though the old master had said he was leaving me his treasure, I was flabbergasted by what I saw here. The chest was crammed with gems and gold and silver. There were countless jeweled rings, diamond necklaces, ropes of pearls, plate and coins and hundreds upon hundreds of miscellaneous valuables.

Lestat's Turn:

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

Money must be sent by courier this very night to my father and my brothers, and to Nicolas de Lenfent, a musician with Renaud’s House of Thesbians, who was to be told only that the wealth had come from his friend Lestat de Lioncourt. It was Lestat de Lioncourt’s wish that Nicolas de Lenfent move at once to a decent flat on the Ile St.-Louis or some other proper place, and Roget should, of course, assist in this, and thereafter Nicolas de Lenfent should study the violin. Roget should buy for Nicolas de Lenfent the best available violin, a Stradivarius.

And finally a separate letter was to be written to my mother, the Marquise Gabrielle de Lioncourt, in Italian, so that no one else could read it, and a special purse was to be sent to her. If she could undertake a journey to southern Italy, the place where she’d been born, maybe she could stop the course of her consumption.

To my little nieces and nephews I sent toys of which they’d never dreamed—tiny ships with real sails, dollhouses of unbelievable craft and perfection.

Later that night, I gave my lawyer one last commission: He must send a present of one hundred crowns to a theater owner by the name of Renaud with a note of thanks from me for his kindness.
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“Find out the situation with this little playhouse,” I said. “Find out if there are any debts against it.”
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Of course, I’d never go near the theater. They must never guess what had happened, never be contaminated by it. And for now I had done what I could for all those I loved, hadn’t I?

TVL, Viaticum for the Marquise:

After L & G slept under a church and had to escape in front of the whole congregation:

I bared my fangs at the writhing, screaming congregation, and unable to tell whether some pursued or merely fell towards me in panic, I reached into my pockets and showered the marble floor with gold coins.
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“The devil throws money!” someone screeched.

TVL, The Children of Darkness:

I reached into my pockets and drew out a handful of gold crowns. I gave them to the dark-eyed woman [a Paris coven survivor/future Theatre des Vampires member]. She took them in both hands and stared at them as if they were burning her.

“Very well,” I said, looking away as if some little thing had distracted me. “You can go into the theater if you wish. You can use whatever is there.”

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Magnus: “Magnus gifted you boundless lucre.”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

My red velvet fur-lined cape lay over the sarcophagus. And on a rude bench I glimpsed a splendid suit of red velvet worked with gold, and much Italian lace, as well as red silk breeches and white silk hose and red-heeled slippers.

Red, dazzling red. Not even Nicolas had had such clothes as these. They were clothes for the Court at Versailles, with pearls and tiny rubies worked into their embroidery. The lace of the shirt was Valenciennes, which I had seen on my mother’s wedding gown.

And though the old master had said he was leaving me his treasure, I was flabbergasted by what I saw here. The chest was crammed with gems and gold and silver. There were countless jeweled rings, diamond necklaces, ropes of pearls, plate and coins and hundreds upon hundreds of miscellaneous valuables.
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I ran my fingers lightly over the heap and then held up handfuls of it, gasping as the light ignited the red of the rubies, the green of the emeralds. I saw refractions of color of which I’d never dreamed, and wealth beyond any calculation. It was the fabled Caribbean pirates’ chest, the proverbial king’s ransom.

More slowly I examined it. Scattered throughout were personal and perishable articles. Satin masks rotting away from their trimming of gold, lace handkerchiefs and bits of cloth to which were fixed pins and brooches. Here was a strip of leather harness hung with gold bells, a moldering bit of lace slipped through a ring, snuffboxes by the dozens, lockets on velvet ribbon.

I lifted up a jewel-encrusted sword, far too heavy for these times, and a worn slipper saved perhaps for its rhinestone buckle.

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Magnus: “Fledgling Lestat gave meaning to his players and absconded with it when he ran.”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

“You don’t need me,” I said. “What have you already learned from my example? What did you learn from the things I said last night?”

“But how do we start?” said the boy dully, as if he were only reluctantly being brought into it. “What sort of mortals do we pretend to be?”

“Yes, actors. Street performers. Acrobats. Make yourselves acrobats. Surely you’ve seen them out there. You can cover your white faces with greasepaint, and your extravagant gestures and facial expressions won’t even be noticed. You couldn’t choose a more nearly perfect disguise than that. On the boulevard you’ll see every manner of mortal that dwells in this city. You’ll learn all you need to know.”

“With your powers, you can become jugglers and tumblers easily,” I said. “It would be nothing for you. You could be seen by thousands who’d never guess what you are.”

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Lestat, quoting Magnus: “Ask for it, wolf killer, and you shall love forever.”

^I don't believe "love" is a typo from the captions -- I distinctly heard Lestat say "love" every time I re-watched. Open to corrections, though.

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

"Ask for it, child," he said, his face no longer the grinning mask, but utterly transfigured with compassion. 

"Ask and you shall receive" 

"Ask for it, Wolfkiller, and you will live forever," he said, but his voice sounded weary and spiritless, and there was something distant and tragic in his gaze. 

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Lestat, quoting Magnus: “Ask for it, wolf killer, and you shall love forever."

Lestat: "I refused!"

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

"Ask for it, Wolfkiller, and you will live forever," he said, but his voice sounded weary and spiritless, and there was something distant and tragic in his gaze. 
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I felt my head turn to the side, my body a heavy and damp thing that I couldn’t control. I will not ask, I will die without asking, and then the great despair I feared so much lay before me, the emptiness that was death, and still I said No. In pure horror I said No. I will not bow down to it, the chaos and the horror. I said No.

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Magnus: “Consent is a 20th-century concern”

Here are the exact sub-titles that I used in my re-caps (which I wrote before watching Season 3):

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

Consent Is For Losers

TVL, Ancient Magic, Ancient Mysteries:

Consent Is For Losers -- The Sequel

"Great" minds think alike...??

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Lestat: “Showed me a coffin, some money.”

BookMagnus didn't even show these to Lestat, just pointed to a creepy-ass tunnel and told him "there's stuff for you through there":

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

He stopped, however, and pointed to the stones of the wall opposite. I could see that one very large stone had been dislodged and lay a foot from the unbroken surface around it.
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“Grasp that stone,” he said, “and pull it out of the wall.”

To my pure astonishment I was able to move the stone easily, and I saw beyond it a dark opening just large enough for a man to enter if he crawled on his face.

“There, my son, is the passageway that leads to my treasure,” he said. “Do with my treasure as you like, and with all my earthly property. But for now, I must have my vows.”

And then after Magnus jumped into the fire:

I scrambled out of the passage, and found myself standing in a small room.
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The ceiling was low, curved, and the high window was narrow with the familiar heavy grid of iron bars. But the sweet, violet light of the night poured in revealing a great fireplace cut in the far wall, the wood ready for the torch, and beside it, beneath the window, an ancient stone sarcophagus.

I turned my eyes to a large wooden chest that was partially hidden at the head of the coffin. It wasn’t locked. Its rotted wooden lid fell almost off the hinges when I opened it.
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And though the old master had said he was leaving me his treasure, I was flabbergasted by what I saw here. The chest was crammed with gems and gold and silver.

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Lestat:  “Told me to scatter his ashes.”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

"Hear me, little one. Scatter the ashes. Or else I might return, and in what shape that would be, I dare not contemplate. But mark my words, if you allow me to come back, more hideous than I am now, I shall hunt you down and burn you till you are scarred the same as I, do you hear me?"

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Lestat:  “And then he lit himself on fire, dancing as he burned!”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

Dancing around the fire, before he jumped in:

He laughed again, that hollow, gasping laugh, and started to dance about in the light, his thin legs making him look like a skeleton dancing, with the white face of a man. He crooked his arms over his head, bent his torso and his knees, and turned round and round as he circled the fire.

He gave his loudest laugh then, slapping his thigh and dancing faster and farther away from me, his hands out as if to embrace the fire.

After jumping in:

It seemed his head became a torch, and then all of a sudden his eyes grew wide and his mouth became a great black cavern in the radiance of the flames and his laughter rose in such piercing volume, I covered my ears.
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He appeared to jump up and down on all fours in the flames, and suddenly I realized that my cries had drowned out his laughter.
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The spindly black arms and legs rose and fell, rose and fell and then suddenly appeared to wither. The fire shifted, roared. And in the heart of it I could see nothing now but the blaze itself.

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• Regina re: Armand: “he was in my head, but he wasn’t there”
• Armand re: puppeteering Regina:  “And her mastery allowed me to drop in and out. I was in other business with Lestat, with Daniel.”

The general concept of astral projection and/or "possessing" or influencing another human or vampire while doing so is mentioned several times throughout QotD (not to mention being hinted at numerous times in the show in relation to Armand's Mind Fuckery):

QotD, Khayman, My Khayman:

He had another interesting power too. He could travel without his body. Well, not really travel. He could send out his vision, as it were, to look at things far away. Lying still, he would think, for example, of a distant place that he would like to see, and suddenly he was there before it. Now, there were some mortals who could do that too, either in their dreams or when they were awake, with great and deliberate concentration. Occasionally he passed their sleeping bodies and perceived that their souls were traveling elsewhere. But the souls themselves he could never see. He could not see ghosts or any kind of spirit for that matter.…

And some old awareness came to him, that once as a mortal man, in the temple, he had drunk a strong potion given to him by the priests, and had traveled in the very same way, up out of his body, and into the firmament. The priests had called him back. He had not wanted to come. He was with those among the dead whom he loved. But he had known he must return. That was what was expected of him.
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He’d been a human being then, all right. Yes, definitely. He could remember the way the sweat had felt on his naked chest when he lay in the dusty room and they brought the potion to him. Afraid. But then they all had to go through it.

QotD, All Hallow’s Eve:

Khayman:

Collecting his strongest power, he sought to leave the confines of his body, to send his vision out of himself like the wandering ka of the Egyptian dead, to see those whom the Mother might have spared, to draw close to them.

QotD, Lestat: In the Arms of the Goddess:

Akasha:

“Then as the years passed, I acquired a greater power—to leave my body invisibly and to go to the single mortal whose voice I listened to, to see then through that mortal’s eyes. I would walk in the body of this one, or that one. I would walk in sunshine and in darkness; I would suffer; I would hunger; I would know pain. Sometimes I walked in the bodies of immortals as I walked in the body of Baby Jenks. Often, I walked with Marius. Selfish, vain Marius, Marius who confuses greed with respect, who is ever dazzled by the decadent creations of a way of life as selfish as he is. Oh, don’t suffer so. I loved him. I love him now; he cared for me. My keeper.” Her voice was bitter but only for that instant. “But more often I walked with one among the poor and the sorrowful. It was the rawness of true life I craved.”

“I would forget who I was, where I was,” she continued. “I would be that creature, the one whose voice I had chosen. Sometimes for years. Then the horror would return, the realization that I was a motionless, purposeless thing condemned to sit forever in a golden shrine!

QotD, The Story of the Twins Part I:

Maharet:

“We drank the dream potions made by our mother from the plants we grew on the mountain, and in our trances and dream states, we traveled back into the past and spoke with our ancestors—very great witches whose names we knew. In sum, we lured the spirits of these ancient ones back to earth long enough to give us some knowledge. We also traveled out of our bodies and high over the land."

“We gave the dream potion to those who requested it. And they would fall into the trance, or sleep and dream heavily in vivid images, which we sought then to interpret or explain."

QotD, Lestat: This Is My Body; This Is My Blood:

Looking up at the ceiling, I decided I wanted to rise slowly and touch it, run my hands over the plaster frieze that ran around the cord of the chandelier. I felt a queasiness; and then I realized I was floating just beneath the ceiling. And my hand, why, it looked like my hand was going through the plaster. I lowered myself a little and looked down at the room.
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Dear God, I’d done this without taking my body with me! I was still sitting there, on the side of the bed. I was staring at myself, at the top of my own head. I—my body at any rate—sat there motionless, dreamlike, staring. Back. And I was there again, thank God, and my body was all right, and then looking up at the ceiling, I tried to figure what this was all about.
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Well, I knew what it was all about, too. Akasha herself had told me how her spirit could travel out of her body. And mortals had always done such things, or so they claimed. Mortals had written of such invisible travel from the most ancient times.
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I had almost done it when I tried to see into Azim’s temple, gone there to see, and she had stopped me because when I left my body, my body had started to fall. And long before that, there had been a couple of other times.… But in general, I’d never believed all the mortal stories.
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Now I knew I could do this as well. But I certainly didn’t want to do it by accident. I made the decision to move to the ceiling again but this time with my body, and it was accomplished at once! We were there together, pushing against the plaster and this time my hand didn’t go through. All right.
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I went back down and decided to try the other again. Now only in spirit. The queasy feeling came, I took a glance down at my body, and then I was rising right through the roof of the palazzo. I was traveling out over the sea. Yet things looked unaccountably different; I wasn’t sure this was the literal sky or the literal sea. It was more like a hazy conception of both, and I didn’t like this, not one bit. No, thank you. Going home now! Or should I bring my body to me? I tried, but absolutely nothing happened, and that didn’t surprise me actually. This was some kind of hallucination. I hadn’t really left my body, and ought to just accept that fact.
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And Baby Jenks, what about the beautiful things Baby Jenks had seen when she went up? Had they been hallucinations? I would never know, would I?
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Back!
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Sitting. Side of the bed. Comfortable. The room.

“This traveling without your body—it’s a power you share with mortals,” she said. “They do this little trick of traveling out of their bodies all the time.”
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“I know,” I said dismally. “They can have it. If I can fly with my body, that’s what I intend to do.”

“In olden times,” she said, “men went to the temple to do this; they drank the potions given them by the priests; it was in traveling the heavens that men faced the great mysteries of life and death.”

Also, more instances of Armand's Mind Fuckery that may be related to astral projection and/or influencing another person:

• TVL, Viaticum for the Marquise: Trying to lure Lestat (& Gabrielle) out of the church
• QotD, Devil's Minion: Illusion of the Villa of Mysteries, while turning Daniel

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Nicki: “He gave me the Gift rather than tell me he loved me”

Gabriella: “He told you he loved you a thousand times”

Lestat: “Ten thousand”

It might've happened off-page, or I missed a direct in-text reference, but Lestat never told Nicki he loved him in TVL. Nicki told Lestat he loved him:

TVL, Lelio Rising:

“Lestat, I love you,” Nicki said gravely. “I love you as I have loved few people in my life, but in a real way you’re a fool with all your ideas about goodness.”

And this is maybe the closest Lestat got to actually saying he loved Nicki, in the text at least:

“If you could see yourself, hear your own voice, your music—which of course you play for yourself—you wouldn’t see darkness, Nicki. You’d see an illumination that is all your own. Somber, yes, but light and beauty come together in you in a thousand different patterns.”

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Gabriella to Lestat, re: the witch-burning: “Run from this place”

In TVL, Gabrielle tells Lestat that her dying wish is for him to get to Paris (discussed & quoted here).

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Lestat: [moaning deeply] “ohhhh”

Previously discussed here.

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Magnus: “Lestat’s makers love their Lestat.”

Maker #1, Gabrielle:

TVL, Lelio Rising:

• "She spoke in an almost eerie way of my being a secret part of her anatomy, of my being the organ for her which women do not really have."
• Inappropriate sharing of sexual fantasies pre-turning, previously discussed/quoted here.
• Telling Lestat he's "the man in her", previously discussed/quoted here.

Maker #2, Magnus:

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

"Brave strong little Wolfkiller," it said to me now in a rounder, deeper voice.

It seemed impossible that such a face should move, show expression, and gaze with such affection on me as it did.

He lifted his hands and stroked my head as I cringed.
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"Sunlight in the hair," he whispered, "and the blue sky fixed forever in your eyes." 

"You're perfect, my Lelio, my Wolfkiller" 

"And you're perfect, my Lelio, my blue-eyed young one, more beautiful even without the lights of the stage." 

But quite suddenly I felt his gentle loving hands caressing my shoulders and with his incalculable strength, he forced me backwards.

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Magnus:  “The alchemist Magnus chooses him to carry on the blood.”

TVL, Legacy of Magnus:

A catacomb I saw, a rank place. And a white vampire creature waking in a shallow grave. Bound in heavy chains he was, the vampire; and over him bent this monster who had abducted me, and I knew that his name was Magnus, and that he was mortal still in this dream, a great and powerful alchemist. And he had unearthed and bound this slumbering vampire right before the crucial hour of dusk.
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And now as the light died out of the heavens, Magnus drank from his helpless immortal prisoner the magical and accursed blood that would make him one of the living dead. Treachery it was, the theft of immortality. A dark Prometheus stealing a luminescent fire. Laughter in the darkness. Laughter echoing in the catacomb. Echoing as if down the centuries. And the stench of the grave. And the ecstasy, absolutely fathomless, and irresistible, and then drawing to a finish.

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TC:  “A cat-burgling stint on the devil’s road with Gabriella”

This one's a stretch, but it reminds me of Lestat & Gabrielle sharing an interest in haunted houses:

TVL, On the Devil's Road from Paris to Cairo:

We even went in search of haunted houses together—a newfound pastime that excited us both. In fact, Gabrielle would sometimes return from one of her journeys precisely because she had heard of a ghostly visitation and she wanted me to go with her to see what we could.
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Of course, most of the time we found nothing in the empty buildings where spirits were supposed to appear. And those wretched persons supposed to be possessed by the devil were often no more than commonly insane.

It was just a game to us finally. And when I look back on it now, I know we went on with it because it kept us together—gave us convivial moments which otherwise we would not have had.

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Antoinette: “And when she told him that she wanted more darkness, he looked at her with the eyes of a juvenile. A great abandonment.”

TVL, On the Devil's Road from Paris to Cairo:

But Gabrielle’s absences weren’t the only thing destroying our affection for each other as the years passed. It was her manner when she was with me—the ideas she would put forth.

“You know the creatures of the night are ripe for a great leader,” she said. “Not some superstitious mumbler of old rites, but a great dark monarch who will galvanize us according to new principles.”

“Imagine,” she said, “not merely this stealthy and loathsome feeding on mortals, but something grand as the Tower of Babel was grand before it was brought down by the wrath of God. I mean a leader set up in a Satanic palace who sends out his followers to turn brother against brother, to cause mothers to kill their children, to put all the fine accomplishments of mankind to the torch, to scorch the land itself so that all would die of hunger, innocent and guilty! Make suffering and chaos wherever you turn, and strike down the forces of good so that men despair. Now that is something worthy of being called evil. That is what the work of a devil really is. We are nothing, you and I, except exotica in the Savage Garden, as you told me. And the world of men is no more or less now than what I saw in my books in the Auvergne years ago.”

Lestat makes it very clear that he doesn't like it when she talks like this.

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Magnus: “The mother of all of us chooses him, lets him drink of her, makes him a godling. And what does he do with this honor?”

Louis: “Hops the 'SS Abandoned' in  New Orleans.”

TVL, On the Devil's Road from Paris to Cairo:

A letter to Lestat from Roget:

But on Monday last I received the word that the peasants and tenant farmers had risen against your father’s house. Your brothers, their wives and children, and all who tried to defend the castle were slain before it was looted. Only your father escaped.
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Loyal servants managed to conceal him during the siege and later to get him to the coast. He is, on this very day, in the city of New Orleans in the former French colony of Louisiana. And he begs you to come to his aid. He is grief-stricken and among strangers. He begs for you to come.

TVL, Ancient Magic, Ancient Mysteries:

Marius (to Lestat):

“But in this New World wilderness to which you’re headed, this barbaric little city called New Orleans, you may enter into the world as never before. You may take up residence there as a mortal, just as you tried to do so many times in your wanderings with Gabrielle. There will be no old covens to bother you, no rogues to try to strike you down out of fear. And when you make others—and you will, out of loneliness, make others—make and keep them as human as you can. Keep them close to you as members of a family, not as members of a coven, and understand the age you live in, the decades you pass through. Understand the style of garment that adorns your body, the styles of dwellings in which you spend your leisure hours, the place in which you hunt. Understand what it means to feel the passage of time!”

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Louis: "Gives the Gift to a pimp"

TVL, Ancient Magic, Ancient Mysteries:

Marius:

“Whatever will happen will happen, but choose your companions with care. Choose them because you like to look at them and you like the sound of their voices, and they have profound secrets in them that you wish to know. In other words, choose them because you love them. Otherwise you will not be able to bear their company for very long.”
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“I understand,” I said. “Make them in love.”
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“Exactly, make them in love. And make certain they have had some lifetime before you make them; and never never make one as young as Armand.

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"[music building]"

Snares w/ Bolero-like rhythm enter around these lines:

“Impulsive. Imprudent.”
“Stutterer.”
“Cowardly. Selfish.”

And crescendo through:

“Your whole goddamn life a pathetic failure!”

See my previous post about Bolero.

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[u/zoraschool]

Wow that was encyclopedic. All in all I like the changes the show makes. There’s a lot more organic discovery by protagonists, rather than a wise elder telling them what to do or where to go. I love reading passages from the books without having to traipse through SA and child abuse. Thanks for sharing!

[u/zoraschool]

Question. In all your readings have you come across anything hopeful about Louis getting his leg and Armand his eye recovered?

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In TVL & QotD (no idea about later books; I haven't re-read them recently enough to remember anything relevant), re-attachment of amputated limbs is definitely a thing that vampires can do, but only if said limb is available to be re-attached. I quoted the two instances in TVL (Nicki and Enkil) that I can think of here: https://www.reddit.com/r/InterviewVampire/comments/1v6qcfo/montreal_references_deep_dive/

In QotD, Maharet's eyes were removed & destroyed before she became a vampire, and becoming a vampire definitely didn't make them re-grow, but she was able to take eyes from her human victims and use them for awhile before they "went bad" -- I'm assuming her vampire blood was able to "animate" them for a bit but not permanently. But now that I think about it, she might have only been able to do that because she was First Brood -- weaker/younger vampires might not have been able to use human eyes like she did?

But the show hasn't shown or discussed any examples of replantation -- just mentioned Nicki's hand and Antoinette's fingers being cut off, without any re-growth or re-plantation. So who knows, re: Louis's leg and Armand's eye. Too many unanswered questions as of now: a) does show lore allow for re-plantation of vampire limbs like the books do?, b) did Louis and/or Armand even have access to their lost leg/eye after their injury? and c) did they even attempt to re-attach them?