The Hunger

Sarah Roberts:
She's that kind of a woman. She's... European.

Alice Cavender:
What's wrong with him?

Miriam Blaylock:
He'll be all right. He's having trouble sleeping.

Alice Cavender:
Want some 'ludes? I've got some in my case.

Miriam Blaylock:
What?

Alice Cavender:
Quaaludes.

Miriam Blaylock:
Alice!

Alice Cavender:
I stole 'em from my stepmother.

Miriam Blaylock:
Alice!

Alice Cavender:
She doesn't care; she gets them by the gross! She's got every pill ever invented! She collects them.

Miriam Blaylock:
Poor woman.

Alice Cavender:
That's what my dad says. 'Cause she's scared of getting old.

John Blaylock:
Forever...?

Miriam Blaylock:
...and ever.

Sarah Roberts:
What's that piece you're playing?

Miriam Blaylock:
It's "Lakme" by Delibes. Lakme is a Brahmin princess in India, she has a slave named Malika.

Sarah Roberts:
Malika...

Miriam Blaylock:
In a magical garden they sing how they follow the stream to its source, gliding over the water.

Sarah Roberts:
Is it a love song?

Miriam Blaylock:
I told you, it was sung by two women.

Sarah Roberts:
It sounds like a love song.

Miriam Blaylock:
Then I suppose that's what it is.

Sarah Roberts:
Are you making a pass at me, Mrs. Blaylock?

Miriam Blaylock:
Miriam.

Sarah Roberts:
Miriam.

Miriam Blaylock:
Not that I'm aware of, Sarah.

[Sarah smiles, shakes her head, and then spills wine on her top]

Miriam Blaylock:
You'll be back. When the hunger knows no reason! And then you'll need to feed, and you'll need me to show you how.

Lieutenant Allegrezza:
Lieutenant Allegrezza.

Miriam Blaylock:
[smiles]

Lieutenant Allegrezza:
I don't usually get a smile on that...

Miriam Blaylock:
You should: this mean "good cheer."

Lieutenant Allegrezza:
That's right.

[first lines]

John Blaylock:
No ice.

[last lines]

Miriam Blaylock:
Sarah!