Louis: What are we?
Armand: Nothing... if not vampires.
Louis: Who made us what we are?
Armand: Surely you know the one who made you...
Louis: Yes, but the one who made him? The source, of all this... evil.
Armand: I understand. I saw you in the theatre. Your suffering...your sympathy for that girl. You die... when you kill. You feel you deserve to die
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