Will Graham: I might not have time.
Hannibal Lecter: I do. I have oodles.
Hannibal Lecter: [In the final letter to Will] My dear Will, you must be healed by now... on the outside at least, I hope you're not too ugly. What a collection of scars you have. Never forget who gave you the best of them, and be grateful, our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real. We live in a primitive time don't we Will, neither savage nor wise. Half measures of the curse of it, an irrational society will either kill me or put me to some use. Do you dream much Will? I think of you often. Your old friend, Hannibal Lector
Lloyd Bowman: What about sweating Lecter?
Will Graham: We tried sodium amatol on him three years ago to find where he buried a Princeton student; he gave them a recipe for dip.
Francis Dolarhyde: I am the Dragon. / And you call me insane. / You are privy to a great becoming, but you recognize nothing. / You are an ant in the afterbirth. / It is your nature to do one thing correctly. / Before me, you rightly tremble. / But, fear is not what you owe me. / You owe me awe.
[from the trailer]
Will Graham: I thought you might enjoy the challenge. Find out if you're smarter than the person I'm looking for.
Hannibal Lecter: Then, by implication, you think you're smarter than I am, since it was you who caught me.
Will Graham: No, I know I'm not smarter than you.
Hannibal Lecter: Then how did you catch me?
Will Graham: You had... disadvantages.
Hannibal Lecter: What disadvantages?
Will Graham: You're insane.
Hannibal Lecter: And be grateful. Our scars have the power to remind us that the past was real.
Will Graham: There's nothing wrong with you... except your hair. Your hair is a train wreck.
Francis Dolarhyde: Open your eyes.
Freddy Lounds: No.
Francis Dolarhyde: Open them or I'll staple your eyelids to your forehead.
Francis Dolarhyde: To me, you are a slug in the sun. You are privy to a great becoming but you recognize nothing. You are an ant in the afterbirth. Before me you rightly tremble. But you owe me more than fear. YOU OWE ME AWE.
Hannibal Lecter: Remarkable boy. I do admire your courage. I think I'll eat your heart.
Hannibal Lecter: You will not persuade me with appeals to my intellectual vanity.
Hannibal Lecter: A robin red-breast in a cage, puts all of Heaven in a rage. Think to yourself that every day is your last. The hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise. As for me, when you want a good laugh, you will find me in fine state... fat and sleek, a true hog of Epicurus's herd.
Dinner Guest: Hannibal, confess. What is this divine-looking amuse bouche?
Hannibal Lecter: If I tell you, I'm afraid you won't even try it.
Francis Dolarhyde: I'll shot you and then myself.
Reba Mclane: No please no.
Francis Dolarhyde: [trying to pull the trigger] I can't do it, I CAN'T DO IT, I CAN'T DO IT.
Hannibal Lecter: Have you seen blood in the moonlight? It appears quite black.
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