The Munger

Sarah Roberts: I don’t think I believe in what you are saying. That you are the undead. Who feasts on the blood of the innocent. I thought that meant you are a Republican.
Miriam Blaylock: No simply that you are one of the chosen. To be one of the beloved of the Nostarfu is to live forever.
Sarah Roberts: But I want to live a normal life. Have a husband and a family. To have five children.
Miriam Blaylock: What a foolish wish. They will probably be retarded.
Sarah Roberts: Not all of them surely.
Miriam Blaylock: I can not countenance that you have such petty dreams. You can be a creature of the night. A dezian of the hippest nightclubs and bistros of this great metropolis. A vampire. What do you really believe Sarah?
Sarah Roberts: I believe in dinosaurs.
Miriam Blaylock: I want to bite you right now.
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: I think I know what you have my dear Sarah. You have the Munger.(The Munger, 1983)