My goodness! What a rrrrred-letter day it's been!
Well, knock me down with a feather!
Stay as long as you like... longer even.
Your powers of deduction never fail to impress me ever so slightly.
I warned you... but, of course, you didn't listen.
Of course I saved you... for myself.
My aesthetic desires may overrule my financial wisdom.
Maybe I have an eternity...
You know, I really haven't got much in the way of friends... it seems I've had to kill most of them.
I've never had a sufficient appreciation of loyality... especially when it comes so late!
For some, it can be too much--too stimulating. They don't see life as I do--as something to be taken... to be seized and held until every last drop of its essence is extracted.
Conflict makes me thirsty...
What a third-rate creature you are, even by zombie standards.
There are just too many vampires these days, and when you get too large a population you get... impurities!
Where are your manners?
I really must fly.
People are my greatest resource. I rarely turn down a chance to meet new blood.
You are a clever little boy, Maximilian, but, unlike me, you are not perfect.
Shut up and sit down!
It's quite a small room, I'm afraid... but, on the other hand, it will get much smaller.
I will never be defeated!
Democracy... the worst political system in the world--except for all the others.
Does everyone have a key to this castle?
To think I would have been the architect of my own demise... now that would have been depressing!
We are not going to get a buzzz, my dear.
You were a third-rate bungler when you forgot to wake up Hitler on D-Day, and nothing's changed.
I have a headache--get out!
Pettiness was always your forte, my friend--your one true calling.
There is one thing you must realize: I have always preferred excess.
I am not amused.
Many are the ways of love... surprising are their ends.