Lacke:
Thank you again for another evening steeped in merriment and friendship.
Oskar:
Are you a vampire?
Eli:
I live off blood...
[
pause]
Eli:
Yes.
Oskar:
Are you...
[
pause]
Oskar:
Dead?
Eli:
No. Can't you tell?
Oskar:
How old are you?
Eli:
Twelve... more or less.
Eli:
What about you?
Oskar:
Twelve years, eight months and nine days. What do you mean, "more or less"?
Oskar:
When's your birthday?
Eli:
I don't know.
Oskar:
Don't you celebrate your birthday? Your parents... they've got to know.
Eli:
[
Eli looks down on the ground]
Oskar:
Then you don't get any birthday presents, do you?
Eli:
No.
Eli:
[
standing outside the door] You have to invite me in.
Oskar:
What happens if I don't?
Oskar:
What happens if you walk in anyway?
Oskar:
[
feels the air between himself and Eli] Is there something in the way?
Oskar:
Who are you?
Eli:
I'm like you.
Oskar:
What do you mean?
Eli:
[
accusing tone] What are you staring at? Well?
Eli:
Are you looking at me?
Eli:
[
points her finger at Oskar] So scream! Squeal!
Eli:
Those were the first words I heard you say.
Oskar:
I don't kill people.
Eli:
No, but you'd like to. If you could... To get revenge. Right?
Oskar:
Yes.
Eli:
Oskar, I do it because I have to.
Eli:
Be me, for a while.
[
pause]
Eli:
Please Oskar... Be me, for a little while.
Jimmy:
You stay under water for three minutes. If you can do it, I'll just nick you.
[
brandishes switchblade]
Jimmy:
But if you can't, I'll poke one of your eyes out. An eye for an ear, right?
Oskar:
Are you really twelve?
Eli:
Yes. It's just I've been twelve for a very long time.
Oskar:
[
first lines - imagining revenge] Squeal like a pig. So, Squeal.
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