Hannibal Lecter: I came halfway around the world to watch you run, Clarice. Let me run, eh?
Paul Krendler: Who's agent Starling?
Hannibal Lecter: Paul, I told you, if you're going to be rude to our guests you'll have to sit at the kiddie table.
Mason Verger: It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Mason Verger: Now *that's* entertainment!
Hannibal Lecter: "Io fei gibetto de le mei case." I made my own home be my gallows.
Mason Verger: You know, I thank God for what happened. It was my salvation. Have you accepted Jesus, Agent Starling? Do you have faith?
Clarice Starling: I was raised Lutheran.
Mason Verger: That's not what I asked.
Hannibal Lecter: People don't always say what they're thinking... they just see to it that you don't advance in life.
Hannibal Lecter: Have you met my friend Mason Verger?
Clarice Starling: Yes
Hannibal Lecter: Face to face, so to speak?
Clarice Starling: Face to face
Hannibal Lecter: Attractive isn't he.
[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.
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.
[holds up a piece of broken glass]
Hannibal Lecter: Try peeling off your face with this and feeding it to the dogs.
Clarice Starling: Paul, what is it with you? I told you to go home to your wife, that was wrong?
Paul Krendler: Don't flatter yourself, Starling. That was a long time ago. Why would I hold that against you? Besides, this town is full of cornpone country pussy.
Mason Verger: Oh, coulda, woulda, should. I mean what do you think about the money?
Paul Krendler: Five.
Mason Verger: Oh, let's just toss it off like 'five'! Let's say it with the respect it deserves.
Paul Krendler: Five-hundred-thousand-dollars.
Mason Verger: Well, that's better, but not much. Will it work?
Paul Krendler: It'll work. Won't be pretty.
Mason Verger: What ever is?
[apparently about to cut Starling's hand off with a cleaver]
Hannibal Lecter: This is really gonna hurt.
Mason Verger: Cordell, shoot him! Get the gun and shoot him!
Cordell Doemling: And 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! Now do it!
Cordell Doemling: No.
Mason Verger: Yes!
Hannibal Lecter: Hey, Cordell! Why don't you push him in? You can always say it was me.
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