Hannibal, Season 3

[Flashback to Hannibal preparing to eat Abel Gideon]

Abel Gideon:
Cannibalism was standard practice among our ancestors. The missing link is only missing because we ate him.

Hannibal Lecter:
It's not cannibalism, Abel. It's only cannibalism if we are equals.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
You no longer have ethical concerns, Hannibal. Only aesthetical ones.

Abel Gideon:
[to Hannibal] Imagine what you must taste like. It won't be long until someone's taking a bite out of you.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
My husband has a sophisticated palate. He's very particular about how I taste.

Anthony Dimmond:
[smiles] Is it that kind of party?

[Hannibal smiles knowingly at Bedelia, who shudders]

Hannibal Lecter:
It's not that kind of party.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
No, it really isn't.

Anthony Dimmond:
A shame. You're both suddenly so fascinating.

Hannibal Lecter:
Would you prefer I extend you the same kindness as the snails?

Abel Gideon:
Eat me without my knowledge? No. I find knowledge to be much more powerful. Why do you think I'm allowing this?

Hannibal Lecter:
Why do you think I'm allowing this?

Abel Gideon:
'Cause snails aren't the only creatures who prefer to eat with company... if only that company were Will Graham. [tastes the escargot] I'm curious to know how you will feel when all this is happening to you.

Will Graham:
Blame has a habit of not sticking to Hannibal Lecter.

Abigail Hobbs:
Do you believe in God?

Will Graham:
What I believe is closer to science fiction than anything in the Bible.

Abigail Hobbs:
We all know it, but nobody ever says that G-dash-d won't do a G-dash-d-damn thing to answer anybody's prayers.

Will Graham:
God can't save any of us because it's... inelegant. Elegance is more important than suffering. That's his design.

Abigail Hobbs:
Are you talking about God or Hannibal?

Will Graham:
Hannibal's not God. He wouldn't have any fun being God. Defying God, that's his idea of a good time. There's nothing he'd love more than to see this roof collapse mid-Mass, choirs singing... he would just love it, and he thinks God would love it, too.

Rinaldo Pazzi:
What will you do when you find him, your il Mostro?

Will Graham:
I'm curious about that myself.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
Where will Will Graham be looking for you next?

Hannibal Lecter:
Someplace I can never go: home.

Will Graham:
We construct fairy tales, and we accept them. Our minds concoct all sorts of fantasies when we don't want to believe something.

Chiyoh:
I accept what Hannibal has done. I understand why he has done it.

Will Graham:
Mischa doesn't explain what Hannibal is. She doesn't quantify what he does.

Chiyoh:
He does what was done to her.

Will Graham:
How do you know it was your prisoner who killed Mischa?

Chiyoh:
Hannibal told me so. Why are you searching for Hannibal after he left you [points to Will's scar] with a smile?

Will Graham:
I've never known myself as well as I know myself when I'm with him.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
Why can't you go home, Hannibal? What happened to you there?

Hannibal Lecter:
Nothing happened to me. I happened.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
There is only one way you can forgive Will Graham.

Hannibal Lecter:
I have to eat him.

Frederick Chilton:
[to Mason Verger] Each of us who intercepted Dr. Lecter lost something. A limb here, a lung, a few feet of intestines. The dead... the dead at least have the luxury of being done with what they lost. You and I, we both still itch.

Frederick Chilton:
He knew exactly how to cut you.

Will Graham:
They said it was surgical.

Frederick Chilton:
He wanted you to live.

Alana Bloom:
I've always enjoyed the word defenestration. Now I get to use it in casual conversation.

Will Graham:
I'm visiting old friends.

Alana Bloom:
You're not tempted to forget?

Will Graham:
I don't wanna forget. I'm building rooms in my memory palace for all my friends.

Alana Bloom:
Friendship with Hannibal is blackmail, elevated to the level of love.

Will Graham:
A mutually unspoken pact to ignore the worst in one another in order to continue enjoying the best.

Alana Bloom:
After everything he's done, can you still ignore the worst in him?

Mason Verger:
You know, I thank God for what happened. It was my salvation. Have you accepted Jesus, Dr. Bloom? Do you have faith?

Alana Bloom:
I was raised in a religious atmosphere, Mr. Verger, but whatever that left me with, it's not religion.

Mason Verger:
It left me with more. You see, I'm free now. I'm right with the Risen Jesus, and it's all okay now. And nobody beats the Riz. [winks] He will rise me up and smite mine enemies, and I will hear the lamentations of their women. That was once you, I'm told. Dr. Lecter got deeper inside you than he did any of us.

Mason Verger:
Cordell, I have known you to be absolutely reliable and capable of almost anything, is that true?

Cordell Doemling:
It is not untrue.

Mason Verger:
I pay you a large salary to be responsible for my care and feeding.

Cordell Doemling:
And all that that entails.

Mason Verger:
[chuckles] "And all that that entails." I would like you to begin arrangements for Dr. Hannibal Lecter to be eaten alive.

Cordell Doemling:
Do you have a preference for how you would like him prepared?

Mason Verger:
Oh, Cordell. If I had lips, I'd smile.

Mason Verger:
[to Alana about Hannibal] He likes music, he likes wine, he likes food, and he likes you. How do you taste, Dr. Bloom? Sweet, I bet. I bet you got a taste of him, too. Spitters are quitters, and you don't strike me as a quitter.

[Hannibal shows Pazzi an etching of Pazzi's ancestor, Francesco]

Hannibal Lecter:
It's hard to see, but here's where the Archbishop bit him. Eyes wild as he choked, the Archbishop sank his teeth into Pazzi's flesh. On a related subject, I've been giving very serious thought to doing the same. [attacks Pazzi]

[Alana calls Pazzi as Hannibal is preparing to kill him]

Hannibal Lecter:
Pronto.

Alana Bloom:
Inspector Pazzi, my name is Alana Bloom. You don't know me, but I know your benefactor.

Hannibal Lecter:
Hello, Alana. I'm afraid the inspector is rather preoccupied at the moment.

[pause]

Allana Bloom:
Is he dead?

Hannibal Lecter:
There's nothing I'd like more than to chat with you, Alana, but I'm afraid you caught me at a rather awkward moment. Nice to hear your voice. [hangs up] So, Commendatore, what do you think, bowels in or bowels out? Out, I think. [disembowels Pazzi]

Hannibal Lecter:
I brought Bella back from death, and now you've returned her to it. Is that where you're taking me, Jack?

[Jack beats Hannibal to a pulp, and appears ready to kill him]

Hannibal Lecter:
How will you feel when I'm gone?

Jack Crawford:
Alive.

Will Graham:
You had him, Jack. He was beaten. Why didn't you kill him?

Jack Crawford:
Maybe I need you to.

Cordell Doemling:
Hands are how we touch the world. They're tactile. Remove a patient's arm and he will still feel phantom digits. Imagine how Dr. Lecter will feel when he watches you nibble on his fingers.

Mason Verger:
Oh, poetry, Cordell, poetry!

Bedelia Du Maurier:
Were you there? Did you see the beast within him turn from the teat and out into the world?

Chiyoh:
I met the beast. I watched him grow.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
What do you want?

Chiyoh:
I want to cage him.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
I thought that Will Graham was Hannibal's biggest mistake. I wonder if it isn't you.

Hannibal Lecter:
[upon reuniting with Will] If I saw you every day, forever, Will, I would remember this time.

Will Graham:
Strange seeing you here in front of me. Been staring at afterimages of you in places you haven't been in years.

Hannibal Lecter:
Where does the difference between the past and the future come from?

Will Graham:
Mine? Before you and after you.

Hannibal Lecter:
How is Chiyoh?

Will Graham:
She pushed me off a train.

Hannibal Lecter:
Atta girl.

Will Graham:
[to Hannibal] You and I have begun to blur.

Hannibal Lecter:
Freeing yourself from me and me freeing myself from you, they're the same.

Will Graham:
We're conjoined. I'm curious whether either of us can survive separation.

Hannibal Lecter:
[about killing him] Would you have done it quickly, or would you have stopped to gloat?

Will Graham:
Does God gloat?

Hannibal Lecter:
Often.

Mason Verger:
[to a captured Will and Hannibal] Gentlemen, welcome to Muskrat Farms.

Alana Bloom:
Play with your food, Mason, you give it the opportunity to bite back.

Cordell Doemling:
Have they told you the drill yet? The drill is, in a few hours I'll come down here and remove all you've got below the elbows and knees. I'll keep you going with IVs and tourniquets until the very last. [smiles] Some things are best saved for last. Once you're dead, I'll prepare your loins and ribs, aged.

Hannibal Lecter:
Meats are aged not only for tenderness, but also for flavor.

Cordell Doemling:
And flavors change. Every day, I'll feed Mason some new part of you. Don't worry, doctor. You will always be cooked to perfection.

Margot Verger:
I'm taking what you promised me, and I've got everything I need from you now.

Mason Verger:
You can't kill me, Margot. You'll lose everything. In the absence of an heir, the sole beneficiary is the Southern Baptist Church.

Margot Verger:
But there is going to be an heir, Mason. A Verger baby. Yours, mine... mostly yours.

Alana Bloom:
You know what happens if we stimulate your prostate with a cattle prod? Hannibal does. He helped us milk you.

Mason Verger:
You're dead, Dr. Bloom!

Alana Bloom:
Oh, Mason. We all are. Didn't you know that? [holds up a vial of his sperm] But these aren't.

Hannibal Lecter:
Will you go home? Can you go home?

Chiyoh:
No more than you can.

Hannibal Lecter:
Will you watch over me?

Chiyoh:
I will. Not in a cage. Some beasts shouldn't be caged.

Will Graham:
I'm not going to find you. I'm not going to look for you. I don't want to know where you are or what you do. I don't want to think about you anymore.

Hannibal Lecter:
You delight in wickedness and then berate yourself for the delight.

Will Graham:
You delight; I tolerate. I don't have your appetite. Goodbye, Hannibal.

Hannibal Lecter:
Congratulations, Jack. You caught the Chesapeake Ripper.

Jack Crawford:
I didn't catch you. You surrendered.

Alana Bloom:
Congratulations, Hannibal - you're officially insane.

Will Graham:
[about the Tooth Fairy investigation] If I go, I'll be different when I come back.

Molly Graham:
I won't.

Hannibal Lecter:
[in a letter to Will] Dear Will, we have all found new lives, but our old lives hover in the shadows. Soon enough, I fear Jack Crawford will come knocking. I would encourage you as a friend not to walk through the door he holds open. It's dark on the other side, and madness is waiting.

Jimmy Price:
I'm going to need one reasonably intelligent assistant, if you have one.

[Zeller stumbles in]

Jimmy Price:
Cancel the reasonably intelligent assistant - mine just showed up.

Will Graham:
I want you to help me, Dr. Lecter.

Hannibal Lecter:
Yes, I thought so. Are we no longer on a first-name basis?

Will Graham:
I'm more comfortable the less personal we are.

Hannibal Lecter:
[inhales deeply] I smell dogs and pine and oil beneath that shaving lotion. It's something a child would select, isn't it? Is there a child in your life, Will? I gave you a child, if you recall.

Will Graham:
I've come about Chicago and Buffalo. You've read about it?

Hannibal Lecter:
I've read the papers. I can't clip them. They won't let me have scissors, of course. You want to know how he's choosing them.

Will Graham:
I thought you'd have some ideas.

Hannibal Lecter:
You just came here to look at me. Came to get the old scent again. Why don't you just smell yourself?

Alana Bloom:
[to Hannibal] I know what you're afraid of. It's not pain or solitude, it's indignity. You're a little bit like a cat that way. I'll take your books. I'll take your drawings. I'll take your toilet. You'll have nothing but indignity and the company of the dead.

Freddie Lounds:
We're co-conspirators, Will. I died for you and your cause.

Will Graham:
You didn't die enough. You came into my hospital room while I was sleeping, flipped back the covers and took a photo of my temporary colostomy bag.

Freddie Lounds:
I covered your junk with a black box. A big black box. You're welcome.

Reba McClane:
I didn't feel any sympathy from you. I like that. Sympathy feels like spit in my face, and I don't do self-pity. May I touch your face? I just want to know if you're smiling or frowning.

[She reaches for Francis' face, but he grabs her wrist]

Francis Dolarhyde:
Trust me. I'm smiling.

[Francis calls Hannibal]

Francis Dolarhyde:
Dr. Lecter, as an avid fan I wanted to tell you that I am delighted you have taken an interest in me. I don't believe you would tell them who I am, even if you knew. The important thing is what I am becoming, and you, you alone, would understand that.

Hannibal Lecter:
Tell me, what are you becoming?

Francis Dolarhyde:
The Great Red Dragon!

Francis Dolarhyde:
I want to be recognized by you.

Hannibal Lecter:
As John the Baptist recognized the one who came after.

Francis Dolarhyde:
I want to sit before you as the Dragon sat before 666 in Revelation. I have things I would love to show you. Someday, if circumstances permit, I would like to meet you and watch you meld with the strength of the Dragon.

Hannibal Lecter:
See how magnificent you are. Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

Will Graham:
Poor Dr. Du Maurier. Swallowed whole, suffering inside Hannibal Lecter's bowels for what must have felt like an eternity. You didn't lose yourself, Bedelia, you just crawled so far up his ass you couldn't be bothered.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
Extreme acts of cruelty require a high level of empathy. The next time you have an instinct to help someone, you might consider crushing them instead. It will save you a great deal of trouble.

Francis Dolarhyde:
Will Graham interests me. Odd-looking for an investigator. Not very handsome, but... purposeful.

Hannibal Lecter:
He has a family. Save yourself. Kill them all.

Will Graham:
How's he choosing them?

Hannibal Lecter:
Social media, I imagine. Can't be too careful with privacy settings.

Will Graham:
Do you know who they are?

Hannibal Lecter:
Yes.

Will Graham:
And you're wiling to let them die?

Hannibal Lecter:
They're not my family, Will... and I'm not letting them die, you are.

Alana Bloom:
You've been talking to the Tooth Fairy.

Hannibal Lecter:
I think he's earned the right to be called by the name he's chosen: He's the Great Red Dragon.

Jack Crawford:
You have hugged Hell, Dr. Lecter.

Hannibal Lecter:
I often do.

Will Graham:
I'm just about worn out with your crazy sons-of-bitches!

Hannibal Lecter:
The essence of the worst in the human spirit is not found in the crazy sons-of-bitches. Ugliness is found in the faces of the crowd.

Will Graham:
What did you say to him?

Hannibal Lecter:
"Save yourself, kill them all." Then I gave him your home address. How's the wife?

Will Graham:
Is Hannibal in love with me?

Bedelia Du Maurier:
Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for you, and find nourishment at the very sight of you? Yes. But do you ache for him?

Francis Dolarhyde:
Do you understand what I am doing?

Frederick Chilton:
No. But I think I have an opportunity to understand, and then my readers could understand too. But I must tell you that I am scared. Man to man, I am scared, and it is very hard to concentrate when you are scared. If you have a great idea, you do not need to scare me to impress me.

Francis Dolarhyde:
"Man to man." You use that expression to imply frankness. But I am not a man. I have become... Other. Do you think God is in attendance here? Are you praying to him now?

Francis Dolarhyde:
[to Chilton] I am the Dragon, and you call me insane. You are privy to a great becoming, but you recognize nothing. Before me, you are a slug in the sun. It is in your nature to do one thing correctly: Before me, you tremble. Fear is not what you owe me. You owe me awe!

Will Graham:
Chilton languished until Hannibal the Cannibal. He wanted the world to know his face.

Bedelia Du Maurier:
And now he doesn't have one.

[Will consoles Reba after Francis tries to kill her]

Will Graham:
I won't put you through this again, but I'd like to come back by just to say hi, see how you're doing.

Reba McClane:
[miserable] How could you help it, charmer like me?

Will Graham:
[taking her hand] In the end, he couldn't kill you, and he couldn't watch you die. People who study this kind of thing say he he was trying to stop. Because you helped him. Probably saved some lives.

Reba McClane:
I drew a freak.

Will Graham:
You didn't draw a freak. You drew a man with a freak on his back. There is nothing wrong with you.

Reba McClane:
I know there's nothing wrong with me than making friends with people who try to foster dependency. Feed off it. I've been with a few. The blind attract them.

Will Graham:
Not just the blind.

Hannibal Lecter:
I was rooting for you, Will. It's a shame - you came all this way, and you didn't get to kill anybody. Your only consolation is Dr. Chilton. Congratulations for the job you did on him. I admired it enormously. What a cunning boy you are.

Will Graham:
You turned yourself in so I would always know where you are. But you'd only do that if I rejected you. Goodbye.

Hannibal Lecter:
Will - was it good to see me?

Will Graham:
Good? No.

Hannibal Lecter:
You died in my kitchen, Alana, when you chose to be brave. Every moment since is borrowed. Your wife, your child - they belong to me. You made a bargain for Will's life, and then I spun you gold.

[Hannibal and Will have just killed Francis]

Hannibal Lecter:
This is all I ever wanted for you, Will. For both of us.

Will Graham:
It's beautiful.

[They embrace, and Will pulls them both off the cliff]