True Blood, Season 3

Pam:
Did you sleep at all?

Eric:
[takes a bloody towel and wipes his bleeding nose] I'm fine.

Pam:
The guards still outside?

Eric:
[nods] Pam, whatever the Authority decides, I will not allow you to take any responsibility.

Pam:
You didn't kill the Magister.

Eric:
But politically I'm a much cleaner scapegoat. Who's easier to pin it on: a sheriff in your custody or a king that might be anywhere? If they search Russell's palace they'll find the remains of his lover.

Pam:
What did he do to you?

Eric:
Nothing. But he was the nearest thing to Russell Edgington's heart. He had to die.

Pam:
A hundred years I've been with you. Why did you never say anything about Russell or your family?

Eric:
You didn't need to know. What good would it do to share my pain with you?

Pam:
You didn't need to carry it all by yourself.

Eric:
I am not weak. I was a sole survivor. The burden's mine alone.

Pam:
We've lived through so much for so long. It can't end this quickly...

Eric:
Everything ends. Even the immortal.... If I can't go on, you must make a new vampire. It is your time to be a Maker.

[Pam breaks down into tears and kneels before Eric, crying into his chest]