The following is an online transcript between Armin Meiwes and Bernd-Jürgen Brandes from March 6th 2001 (3 days prior to Brandes death)
BRANDES: Hallllooooo????
MEIWES: Hi, Cator, what do you do professionally, that you are up so late at night?
BRANDES: I can’t sleep well anymore because of our meeting
MEIWES: That’s a sensible reason. Yesterday I was incredibly tired, it was a stressful day
BRANDES: I’m in telecommunications
MEIWES: Oh, that sounds interesting
BRANDES: I believe you
MEIWES: I’m looking forward to our meeting, it will definitely be really cool
BRANDES: I want it to be & hope it’ll be really cool. Are you setting an alarm clock?
MEIWES: It’s only a few days until March 9
BRANDES: Still, I would have rather met you yesterday and felt your teeth
MEIWES: One can’t have everything. There’s still some time before you really feel my teeth
BRANDES: I hardly know what to expect. Have you slaughtered a man before?
MEIWES: Unfortunately, only in my dreams, but in my thoughts I do it every night
BRANDES: So I’m the first? You have eaten human flesh before, or you haven’t?
MEIWES: No, you don’t exactly find it in the supermarket, unfortunately
BRANDES: How do you know if it will taste good to you, or that the blood won’t make you sick?
MEIWES: I’m readying myself with my dreams. Once I was so excited I grabbed a needle and drew my own blood so I could drink it
BRANDES: And your blood, it tasted good to you?
MEIWES: It was quite tasty. Once I was drilling some holes and the drill slipped right into my hand, that was a real treat. Blood is the juice of life. It contains everything a person needs for nutrition
BRANDES: Then I hope you won’t wilt, that you can really see it through without a problem
MEIWES: To bite into your penis will certainly not be easy—living flesh is somewhat more resistant than fried—but one thing is certain: our dream will be fulfilled
BRANDES: But there’s not so much in it as there is in muscle
MEIWES: Yeah, but the penis is principally a spongy material filled with blood
BRANDES: For both our sakes, I hope that’s true. I hope you have also already thought about what’s to be done with the rest. Fulfilling the dream shouldn’t become a nightmare for you. No one will know where I’ve disappeared to
MEIWES: After you’re dead, I’ll take you out and expertly carve you up. Except for a pair of knees and some fleshy trash (skin, cartilage, tendons), there won’t be much of you left
BRANDES: There will be a good bit, like the knees, I hope you have a good hiding place for them
MEIWES: I’ll dry out the knees and grind them up soon after
BRANDES: Okay, they’re good as fertilizer, I heard that once. I see you’ve thought about it. Good! Sounds like I’m the first
MEIWES: And you won’t be the last, hopefully. I’ve already considered catching a young person from the street, but I would rather kill only those who want to be killed
BRANDES: That also doesn’t sound bad. But yeah, seeing as it’s not so totally legal, this is in my eyes better than yanking somebody directly off the street
MEIWES: Exactly, I’d do it, if it were legal
BRANDES: “What will you do with my brain?”
MEIWES: “I’ll leave it, I don’t want to split your skull.”
BRANDES: “Better bury it, preferably in a cemetery; nobody notices skulls there. Or maybe pulverise it?”
MEIWES: “We have a nice small cemetery here.”
BRANDES: “You could use it as an ashtray.
BRANDES: “Are you a smoker?”
MEIWES: “Yes, but my teeth are still pretty white.”
BRANDES: “That’s good, I smoke, too. I hope you like smoked meat.”
MEIWES: “Just bring yourself for breakfast.”