Clarice Starling: Hester Mofet. It's an anagram, isn't it, Doctor? Hester Mofet, "The rest of me". "Miss the rest of me," meaning that you rented that garage?
Roden: [Upon learning where the Death's-Head Moth came from] You mean this is like a clue from a real murder case? Cool!
Pilcher: [to Clarice] Just ignore him, he's not a PhD.
Jame "Buffalo Bill" Gumb: YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT PAIN IS!
Miggs: I can smell your cunt.
Miggs: [looks at Clarice after throwing his semen at her] Got you.
[laughs insanely]
Friendly Psychopath: Miggs, you stupid fuck!
Roden: Sphingid ceratonia, maybe.
[cuts open cocoon]
Roden: Agent Starling, meet Mr. Acherontia styx.
Pilcher: Weird.
Roden: Better known to his friends as the Death's-head moth.
Dr. Frederick Chilton: Crawford is very clever, isn't he, using you?
Clarice Starling: What do you mean, sir?
Dr. Frederick Chilton: A pretty young woman to turn him on. I don't believe Lecter's even seen a woman in eight years. And oh, are you ever his taste. So to speak.
Pilcher: What do you do when you're not detecting, Agent Starling?
Clarice Starling: I try to be a student, Dr. Pilcher.
Pilcher: Ever go out for cheeseburgers and beer? The amusing house wine?
Clarice Starling: Are you hitting on me, doctor?
Pilcher: Yes.
Clarice Starling: But I thought the "yourself" reference was too hokey for Lecter, so I figured he's from Baltimore, and I looked in the phone book, and there's a "Your Self Storage" facility, right outside of downtown Baltimore, sir.
Hannibal Lecter: There are three major centers for transsexual surgery - Johns Hopkins, University of Minnesota, and Columbus Medical Center.
[to Clarice]
Dr. Frederick Chilton: You know, we get a lot of detectives here, but I must say I can't ever remember one as attractive.
Clarice Starling: I graduated from UVa, Captain; it's not exactly a charm school.
Brooding Psychopath: HANNIBAL THE CANNIBAL!
[referring to Clarice's deal]
Dr. Frederick Chilton: You still think you're going to walk on some beach and see the birdies? I don't think so. I called Senator Ruth Martin. She never heard of any deal with you. They scammed you, Hannibal.
Murray: [assessing the mutilated Sergeant Pembry] He's alive. Sergeant Tate, he's alive !
Sergeant Tate: Get a hold of him more and feel his hand son, talk to him.
Murray: What do I say?
Sergeant Tate: It's Jim Pembry now talk to him dammit!
Miggs: I bit my wrist... LOOK AT THE BLOOD!
Jack Crawford: Look at it, Starling. Tell me what you see.
Boyle: [greeting Lecter in Memphis] Welcome to Memphis Dr. Lecter, I'm Lieutenant Boyle, this is Sergeant Patrick. Now we'll treat you as good as you treat us, you be a gentleman and you'll get three hots and a cot.
Dr. Frederick Chilton: Oh my, does he hate us. Thinks I'm his nemesis.
