Hannibal Lecter: Are you by any chance trying to trace my whereabouts, you naughty girl?
Mason Verger: I might be able to get a cookie now, what do you think, Cordell?
Cordell Doemling: I think it would kill you.
Allegra Pazzi: Dr. Fell, do you believe a man could become so obsessed with a woman, from a single encounter?
Hannibal Lecter: Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?
Hannibal Lecter: See ya 'round.
Mason Verger: So what do ya think, Cordell? Does Lecter want to fuck her or kill her or eat or what?
Cordell Doemling: Probably all three, though I wouldn't want to predict in what order.
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.
Hannibal Lecter: Is this coincidence, or are you back on the case? If so, goody-goody.
Hannibal Lecter: Bowels in or bowels out?
Mason Verger: It seemed like a good idea at the time.
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 came halfway around the world to watch you run, Clarice. Let me run, eh?
Hannibal Lecter: Dear Clarice, I have followed with enthusiasm the course of your disgrace and public shaming. My own never bothered me, except for the inconvenience of being incarcerated. But you may lack perspective.
Hannibal Lecter: Clarice, what are you doing up? You should be resting. Get back to bed.
Hannibal Lecter: Mason, would you like a popper?