Hanibal

Dr. Hannibal Lecter: I must confess to you, I'm giving very serious thought... to eating your wife.


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Dr. Hannibal Lecter: Okey dokey.


Clarice Starling: This is from the Guinness Book of World Records, congratulating me on being the female FBI agent who has shot and killed the most people.


Hannibal Lecter: Is this coincidence, or are you back on the case? If so, goody goody.


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


Krendler: Jesus, Starling, what are you doing sitting in the dark?
Clarice: Thinkin' about cannibalism.


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


Hannibal Lecter: Mason Verger doesn't want to kill me any more than I want to kill him. He just wants to see me suffer in some unimaginable way. He is rather twisted, you know.


Hannibal Lecter: Your little brother must smell almost as badly as you do by now.


Barney: Do you ever think he might come after you? You ever think about him at all?
Clarice Starling: Well, at least thirty seconds of every day. I can't help it. He's always with me, like a bad habit.


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


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.
Lecter: Not in a thousand years. That's my girl!


Lecter: Given the chance you'd deny me my life, wouldn't you?
Clarice: Not your life.
Lecter: But my freedom... just that.


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


Dr. Hannibal Lecter: Oh, now you're being rude, and you know I don't like rude people.


Hannibal Lecter: Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. Would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?


Dr. Hannibal Lecter: Are you by any chance trying to trace my whereabouts, you naughty girl?


Hannibal Lecter: Bowels in or out?


Hannibal Lecter: Would they give you a medal, do you think, Clarice? Would you have it professionally framed and hang it on your wall to remind you of your courage and incorruptibility? All you would need for that is a mirror.