Hannibal Lecter: See ya 'round.
Hannibal Lecter: Okey-dokey. Here we go.
Hannibal Lecter: On a similar note I must confess to you, I'm giving very
serious thought... to eating your wife.
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
Barney: Do you ever think he might come after you? You ever think about him at
Clarice Starling: Well, at least thirty seconds of everyday. I can't help it.
He's always with me, like a bad habit.
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
Hannibal Lecter: Is this coincidence, or are you back on the case? If so,
Hannibal Lecter: Bowels in or bowels out?
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.
Paul Krendler: Jesus, Starling, what are you doing sitting in the dark?
Clarice Starling: Thinkin' about cannibalism.
Mason Verger: When the fox hears the rabbit scream he comes a-runnin'... but not
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: I imagine your little brother must smell almost as bad as you
do by now.
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: Oooh...Not in a thousand years...That's my girl!
Hannibal Lecter: Ta-ta!
Hannibal Lecter: Given the chance, you would deny me my life, wouldn't you?
Clarice Starling: Not your life.
Hannibal Lecter: Just my freedom. You'd take that from me.
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.
Hannibal Lecter: Now you're being rude, and I hate 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?
Hannibal Lecter: Are you by any chance trying to trace my whereabouts, you
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.
Hannibal Lecter: Is this Clarice? Why, hello Clarice.
Mason Verger: I have immunity from the Justice Department, and I have immunity
from the Risen Jesus. And nobody beats the Riz!
Hannibal Lecter: Okie dokie, let's drag these down. They must be as heavy as