Beth Turner : [timidly] So, do you... bite people's necks and... suck the blood out?
Mick St. John : Actually, I get most of my blood from the blood bank.
Beth Turner : [stunned] Oh.
Beth Turner : The Red Cross does not mention that in their literature.
Mick St. John : I don't think they know.
Beth Turner : So, you know what you said earlier? Vampires really don't age?
Mick St. John : Really don't.
Beth Turner : So how old are you?
Mick St. John : It's not polite to ask people their age.
Beth Turner : That's just women. I know you must be older, but you look about 30.
Mick St. John : That's how old I was when I was turned.
Beth Turner : Wow. So when I was two...
Mick St. John : I looked 30. When you're 82, I'm still gonna look 30.
Beth Turner : So how old are you, really?
Mick St. John : I'm gonna be 85 this November.
Beth Turner : [snickering] Immortality looks pretty good to me.
Mick St. John : Not from where I'm sitting.
Mick St. John : You want to know how I became a vampire.
Beth Turner : Yes.
Mick St. John : Okay. I told you I was married, right?
Beth Turner : Uh-huh.
Mick St. John : Well, she was a vampire. I didn't know. And on our wedding night, she turned me.
[he laughs sardonically]
Mick St. John : I went to bed a happily married man and I woke up a monster.
Beth Turner : You're not a monster.
Mick St. John : Believe me, I was.
Beth Turner : You must find it hard to trust anyone now.
Mick St. John : You asked me if I trusted you. You're the first human that I've told any of this to. About who I am and what I am. So, yeah, I trust you.