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Will Graham: I don't find you that interesting.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter: You will.

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Will Graham: [Repeated line] This is my design.

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Dr. Hannibal Lecter: I've always found the idea of death comforting. The thought that my life could end at any moment frees me to fully appreciate the beauty and art and horror of everything this world has to offer.

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Dr. Hannibal Lecter: Before we begin, I must warn you... nothing here is vegetarian.

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Hannibal Lecter: Tell me Clarice, would you ever say to me "Stop. If you loved me, you'd stop"?
Clarice Starling: Not in a thousand years.
Hannibal Lecter: "Not in a thousand years"... That's my girl.

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Hannibal Lecter: People don't always tell you what they are thinking. They just see to it that you don't advance in life.

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[last lines]
Hannibal Lecter: As your mother tells you, and my mother certainly told me, it is important, she always used to say, always to try new things.

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Allegra Pazzi: Dr. Fell, do you believe a man could become so obsessed with a woman, from a single encounter?
Hannibal Lecter: Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?

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Hannibal Lecter: ...would they have you back, you think? The FBI? Those people you despise almost as much as they despise you. Would they give you a medal, Clarice, do you think? Would you have it professionally framed and hang it on your wall to look at and remind you of your courage and incorruptibility? All you would need for that, Clarice, is a mirror.

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Mason Verger: So what do ya think, Cordell? Does Lecter want to fuck her or kill her or eat her alive?
Cordell Doemling: Probably all three, though I wouldn't want to predict in what order.

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Hannibal Lecter: [writing a letter] Dear Clarice, I have followed with enthusiasm the course of your disgrace and public shaming. My own never bothered me, except for the inconvenience of being incarcerated, but you may lack perspective. In our discussions down in the dungeon, it was apparent to me that your father, the dead night watchman, figures largely in your value system. I

think your success in putting an end to Jame Gumb's career as a couturier pleased you most because you could imagine your father being pleased. But now, alas, you're in bad odour with the FBI. Do you imagine your daddy being shamed by your disgrace? Do you see him in his plain pine box crushed by your failure; a sorry, petty end of a promising career? What is worst about this humiliation, Clarice?

Is it how your failure will reflect on your mommy and daddy? Is your worst fear that people will now and forever believe they were indeed just good old trailer-camp tornado-bait white trash, and that perhaps you are too? By the way I couldn't help noticing on the FBI's rather dull public website that I have been hoisted from the Bureau's archives of the common criminal and elevated to the more

prestigious 10 Most Wanted list. Is this coincidence, or are you back on the case? If so, goody goody, 'cause I need to come out of retirement and return to public life. I imagine you sitting in a dark basement room bent over papers and computer screens. Is that accurate? Please tell me truly, Special Agent Starling. Regards, your old pal, Hannibal Lecter, M.D.
[pause]

Hannibal Lecter: P.S. Clearly this new assignment is not your choice, rather I suppose it is a part of the bargain, but you accepted it, Clarice. Your job is to craft my doom, so I am not sure how well I should wish you, but I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun. Ta-ta, "H".

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Clarice Starling: I'll cut you loose. If you touch me, I'll shoot you.
Hannibal Lecter: Understood.
Clarice Starling: Do right, and you'll live through this.
Hannibal Lecter: Spoken like a true Protestant.

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Mason Verger: Cordell, shoot him! Get the gun and shoot him!
Cordell Doemling: Go into the pen?
Mason Verger: Yes!
Cordell Doemling: No, I'm staying out of this.
Mason Verger: You're involved, is what you are, in all of it! Now do it!
Cordell Doemling: No.

Mason Verger: Yes!
Hannibal Lecter: [Cordell is standing behind Mason's wheelchair on a ledge overlooking the wild boar] Hey, Cordell! Why don't you push him in? You can always say it was me.

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[Repeated line]
Hannibal Lecter: Okey-dokey. Here we go.

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Hannibal Lecter: Now you're being rude, and I hate rude people.

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[apparently about to cut Starling's hand off with a cleaver]
Hannibal Lecter: This is really gonna hurt.

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Mason Verger: When the fox hears the rabbit scream he comes a-runnin'... but not to help.

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Hannibal Lecter: Bowels in or bowels out?

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Clarice Starling: I wasn't speaking to you, Mr. Krendler. When I speak to you, you'll know it because I'll look at you.

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Hannibal Lecter: Clarice, there's nothing I'd love more in the world than to chat with you. Unfortunately, you've caught me at an awkward moment. Please forgive me.