The end. The beginning.

The architects of our, uh... I made you, that's just the way it is.

Well, I had been thinking the Inghilterra. Imagine hunting between the Caffe Greco and the Spanish Steps. But you've made your point. Pity. We'll just have to settle for Rome coming to us.

Claudia! Claudia! Hey, no, no. Get back here, missy.

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There's a column in here about the history of this lovely square. It says that the man who designed it did so after the Place de Vosges in Paris.

If you can be quick with it. Song's half over.

Years accumulated in the small city were catching up to us. Our home was often vandalized. Cowardly warnings suggesting we were no longer welcome. "Please return to the dark place you came from."

He rushed me headlong through the encounter as if it were something to put behind us. Death, rebirth, coming out, homicide, too many firsts for one night.

Viens à moi.

We were separated by war, Mr. Lioncourt and myself. I had some work in Europe. I lost my American passport doing that work. I'm in the process of...

Germany's invaded Poland. Tanks rolling through the countryside. Horrors unleashed.

Could you not use the word in my place of business?

There is one thing about being a vampire that I most fear above all else and that is loneliness. You can't imagine the emptiness... a void stretching out for decades at a time. You take this feeling away from me, Louis. We must stay together and take precaution and never part.

I was, admittedly, a rougher thing then. You had to be if you wanted to survive. You couldn't look weak on Liberty Street.

Well, they didn't come here to hear you play either! Otherwise, you'd be in a concert hall and there'd be fewer prostitutes.

A thousand nights of sulking and the first sight of her, you are just gonna up and leave me?!