Dinner Guest
Hannibal, confess. What is this divine-looking amuse-bouche?
Dr. Hannibal Lecter
Anthony Hopkins · 17 quotes
Will Graham
Edward Norton · 13 quotes
Francis Dolarhyde
Ralph Fiennes · 9 quotes
Dr. Frederick Chilton
Anthony Heald · 3 quotes
Most scenes together: Dr. Hannibal Lecter & Will Graham (6), Will Graham & Francis Dolarhyde (3), Dr. Hannibal Lecter & Francis Dolarhyde (2)
Red Dragon quotes
Page 1 of 2Hannibal, there's someone to see you. A young woman... says she's from the FBI, but she seems much too pretty for that if you ask me. I'll tell her you said no.
...what is her name?
: Tell me, when you saw Lecter's murders, their style, so to speak, were you able perhaps to reconstruct his fantasies? And, if so, did you jot down any impressions?
: No.
: Let me be frank, Mr. Graham. The first definitive analysis of Lecter will be a publisher's wet dream. I'd give you full credit, of course
[Graham towards cell door]
: Dammit, man, you must have some advice. You caught him. What was your trick?
: I let him kill me.
: Drop it. Do it now gumshoe. Your son is about to change. Then your wife. You can watch, then I'll take care of you.
[Will drops knife]
Special Agent Graham? What an unexpected pleasure
I'm sorry to bother you again, Dr. Lecter. I know it's very late.
There's no bother. We're both night owls, I think. Come in, please. Let me take your coat. So, what's on your mind?
We've been on the wrong track, this whole time, doctor, you and I. Our whole profile's wrong. We’ve been looking for someone with a crazy grudge, and some kind of anatomical knowledge - decertified doctors; med-school dropouts; laid-off mortuary workers…
From the precision of the cuts, yes, and his choice of souvenirs.
See, that's where we're off target. He's not collecting body parts.
Then why keep them?
He's not keeping them. He's eating them. Listen, we were at Molly's parents for New Year's, and Molly's dad was showing my son Josh how to carve a roasted chicken. He said, "The tenderest part of the chicken is the oysters, here on the outer side of the back." I--I had never heard that expression before, "oysters"? And suddenly, I had a flash of the third victim, Darcy Taylor. She was missing flesh from her back. And then it hit me - liver, kidney, tongue, thymus - every single victim lost some body part used in cooking.
No, I didn't. I needed to see you first, but I'm right. I know I'm right. I'm... I'm starting to be able to think like this one.
That's fascinating. You know, I'd always suspected as much: You are an eideteker.
I'm not psychic.
No, no, no, this is different; more akin to artistic imagination. You're able to assume the emotional point-of-view of other people, even those that might scare or sicken you. It's a troubling gift, I should think. How I'd love to get you on my couch.
Something still doesn't make sense to me: you're the best forensic psychiatrist I know. And somehow, in all our time together, this possibility never occurred to you.
Well, I am only human, Will. Perhaps I made a mistake.
You don't strike me as a man who makes very many mistakes.
Now I'm starting to think that I might no longer enjoy your full confidence.
No, no, I--I didn't say that. I didn't. I don't, I don't know what I'm saying, I... I'm very, very tired. [thinks for a minute, and then shakes his head in frustration] I... I almost had it.
That's the same atrocious aftershave you wore in court.
I keep getting it for Christmas.
Christmas, yes. Did you get my card?
So nice of the bureau to forward it for me. You know, they wouldn't give me your home address.
What were the yards like?
Big back yards, why?
Because if our pilgrim feels he has a special relationship with the moon, he might want to go out and look at it. Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight, Will? It appears quite black. If one were nude, say, one would want outdoor privacy for that sort of thing.
You think that would be a factor when he chooses a victim?
Oh, yes. And there will be more of them, of course... victims. So, you'll be wanting lots of these little chin-wags, I take it?
I might not have time.
Oh, but I do. I have oodles.
I need your opinion now.
Then here's one... you stink of fear under that cheap lotion. You stink of fear, Will, but you're not a coward. You fear me, but still you came here. You fear this shy boy, yet still you seek him out. Don't you understand, Will? You caught me because we're very much alike. Without our imaginations, we'd be like all those other poor... dullards. Fear... is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it.
You sensed who I was back when I was committing what you call "my crimes".
Yes.
So you were hurt, not by a fault in your perception or your instincts, but because you failed to act on them until it was too late.
You could say that.
But you're wiser now.
Yes.
Imagine what you would do, Will, if you could go back in time.
Put two in your head before you could palm that stiletto.
: Beneath the yellow folder, you'll find your latest rejection slip from the archives. It was brought to me by mistake with some of my archives mail. I'm afraid I opened it without looking. Sorry.
: I think we'll remove Dr. Lecter's toilet seat as well
Then by implication, you think you are smarter than I am, since it was you who caught me.
No, I know I'm not smarter than you.
Then, how did you catch me?
You had... disadvantages.
What disadvantages?
... You're insane.
Reba Mclain
If there's anything I hate worse than pity, it's fake pity. Especially from a walking hard-on like Ralph Mandy.
I have no pity.
Detective Why not?
Because it makes him God. Would you give that up?
[to Reba]
That's all for now, but I'd like to come back before I leave town to see how you're doing.
Reba McClane [choking up]
Sure. Who could resist a charmer like me?
Whatever was left in him that was still human was only kept alive because of you. You probably saved some lives. You didn't attract a freak... You attracted a man with a freak on his back.
Reba McClane [crying]
I should have known!
Sometimes you can't. Trust me, I've been there myself. There was a lot wrong with Dolarhyde, but there's nothing wrong with you. [smiles] Except your hair. Your hair is a train wreck.
I need your help, Dr. Lecter.
Birmingham and Atlanta. You want to know how he's choosing them, don't you?
Yes.
Why should I?
There are things you don’t have - books, library privileges, maybe even computer access. I'll speak to the Chief of Staff.
Ah, yes, Dr. Chilton. Gruesome, isn't he? Fumbles at your head like a freshman at a panty girdle. If you’ll recall, Will, our last collaboration ended rather messily.
And there’s another reason.
I’m all ears.
I thought you might enjoy the challenge. Find out if you're smarter than the person I'm looking for.
Then by implication, you think you are smarter than I am, since it was you who caught me.
No, I know I'm not smarter than you.
Then, how did you catch me?
It's all in the transcripts. What does it matter now?
It doesn't matter to me, Will.
You had... disadvantages.
What disadvantages?
... You're insane.
[pause]
You’re very tan, Will. And your hands are so rough, not like a cop’s hands, anymore. That lotion is something a child would select. It has a ship on the bottle, does it not? [menacing] And how is young Josh, and the lovely Molly? They’re always in my thoughts, you know.
I need your opinion now.
Then here's one... you stink of fear under that cheap lotion. You stink of fear Will, but you're not a coward. You fear me, but still you came here. You fear this shy boy, yet still you seek him out. Don't you understand, Will? You caught me because we're very much alike. Without our imaginations, we'd be like all those other poor... dullards. Fear... is the price of our instrument. But I can help you bear it.
That's impossible.
Hannibal Lector
Almost. Not quite.