Movie Quotes from Silence of the Lambs, The: Quotes from the movie Silence of the Lambs, The

#1-If you didn’t kill him, then who did, sir? #2-Who can say? Best thing for him, really. His therapy was going nowhere.

(1) Was it a cattle ranch? (2) Sheep and horses.

(Little before ending credits clarice got the phone-call,BUTT…nobody don,t know, Hwo it is…)
Clarice:Hallo.
Voice on the phone:So,tell me Clarice,have lambs stop the screaming?
(Clarice realize Hwo it is!)
Clarice:Doctor Lecter!
Hannibal Lecter:I just want to speak with little minute.Butt don,t try
cath the singal,because i gonna hang up very soon.
(Clarice think that Lecter must be a close.Very carefully she take look
around.There is alot people in the party,butt Clarice dont see
Hannibal Lecter anywhere.Very carefully she try to speak with him.)
Where are you? Hannibal Lecter:Don,t worry Clarice,im not gonna go
after you.World is more intrested thing then you are.I hope you can
give me the same peache for me.
Clarice:You know i can,t make that promise.
Hannibal Lecter:I just wish we could speak to each other more,butt i have call old freind for dinner.Goodbye.
(Hannibal hang up the phone)
Clarice:Doctor Lecter!Doctor Lecter!Doctor Lecter…

– He kills women…
– No….. that is incidental….. what first & principle needs does he serve by killing
– ummm anger ummmm social…..
– HE COVETS!!!!

– He kills women….
– NO! that is incidental… what first and priciple needs does he serve by killing?

-Do you think he visualizes scenarios, exchanges… fucking?
-That doesn’t interest me, Doctor, and frankly, it’s… it’s the sort of thing that Miggs would say.
-Not anymore.

-First principles, Clarice. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing ask: what is it in itself? What is its nature? What does he do, this man you seek?
-He kills women…
-No! That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing?
-Anger, social resentment, sexual frustration…
-No, he covets. That’s his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer.
-No. We just…
-No. Precisely. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don’t you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don’t your eyes move over the things you want?

-Now then, tell me. What did Miggs say to you? Multiple Miggs in the next cell. He hissed at you. What did he say?
-He said, I can smell your cunt.
-I see. I myself cannot. You use Evian skin cream, and sometimes your wear L’Air du Temps, but not today.

-Plum Island Animal Disease Research Center. Sounds charming.
-That’s only part of the island. There’s a very, very nice beach. Terns nest there. There’s beautiful…
-Terns? If I help you, Clarice, it will be turns for us too. I tell you things, you tell me things. Not about this case, though. About yourself. Quid pro quo. Yes or no?
-Yes or no, Clarice? Poor little Catherine is waiting.
-Go, doctor.

…getting out, getting anywhere, getting all the way to the F….B….I…

1. What does he do this…Man you seek?
2. He kills women
1. NO that’s incidental!

1/ Believe me, you don’t want Hannibal Lecter inside your head. Just do your job, but never forget what he is.
2/ What is that?
3/ Oh, he’s a monster. Pure psychopath. It’s so rare to capture one alive. From a research point of view, Lecter is our most prized asset.

1/ Well, Clarice, have the lambs stopped screaming?
2/ Dr. Lecter!!
1/ Don’t bother with the trace. I won’t be on long enough.
2/ Where are you, Dr. Lecter?
1/ I have no plans to call on you, Clarice. The world’s more interesting with you in it. Say, you take care now to extend me the same courtesy.
2/ You know I can’t make that promise.
3/ I do wish we could chat longer, but I’m having an old friend for dinner…. Byeeeeee

1/ You’re not real FBI are you?
2/ I’m still in training at the Academy.
1/ Jack Crawford sent a trainee….. to me?
2/ Yes, I’m a student. I’m here to learn from you. Maybe you can decide for yourself whether or not I’m qualified enough to do that.
1/ Mmm. That is rather slippery of you, Agent Starling…. Sit, please….. Now then, tell me, what did Miggs say to you? Multiple Miggs in the next cell. He hissed at you. What did he say?
2/ He said,…. I can smell your c*nt.
1/ I see…. I myself cannot…. (sniffffff) You use Evyan skin cream, and sometimes you wear L’Air du Temps, but not today.
2/ Did you do all these drawings, Doctor?
1/ Ah! That is the Duomo, seen from the Belvedere. Do you know Florence?
2/ All that detail just from memory, sir?
1/ Memory, Agent Starling, is what I have instead of a view.

1/ You’re very frank, Clarice. I think it would be quite something to know you in private life.
2/ Quid pro quo, Doctor.
1/ So tell me about Miss West Virginia. Was she a large girl?
2/ Yes.
1/ Big through the hips? Roomy?
2/ They all were.
1/ What else?
2/ She had an object deliberately inserted into her throat. Now, that hasn’t been made public yet. We don’t know what it means.
1/ Was it a butterfly?
2/ Yes, a moth, just like the one we found in Benjamin Raspail’s head an hour ago….. Why does he place them there, doctor?
1/ The significance of the moth is change….. Caterpillar into chrysalis or pupa. From thence into beauty. Our Billy wants to change too.
2/ There’s no correlation in the literature between trans-sexualism and violence…. Trans-sexuals are very passive.
1/ Clever girl. You’re so close to the way you’re gonna catch him. Do you realize that?
2/ No, tell me why.
1/ After your father’s murder, you were orphaned. What happened next? ……I don’t imagine the answer’s on those second-rate shoes, Clarice.
2/ I went to live with my mother’s cousin and her husband in Montana. They had a ranch.
1/ Was it a cattle ranch?
2/ Sheep and horses.
1/ How long did you live there?
2/ Two months.
1/ Why so briefly?
2/ I ran away.
1/ Why, Clarice? Did the rancher make you perform fellatio? Did he sodomize you?
2/ No! He was a very decent man… Quid pro quo, doctor.
1/ Billy is not a real trans-sexual, but he thinks he is. He tries to be. He’s tried to be a lot of things, I expect.
Clarice: And you said that I was very close to the way we would catch him. What did you mean, doctor?
2/ There are three major centers for trans-sexual surgery: Johns Hopkins, the University of Minnesota, and Columbus Medical Center…. I wouldn’t be surprised if Billy had applied for sex re-assignment at one or all of them, and been rejected.
1/ On what basis would they reject him?
2/ Look for severe childhood disturbances ass

1/_Do you think Jack Crawford wants you sexually? Truly he is much older, but do you think he visualizes scenarios, exchanges, fucking you?
2/_That doesn’t interest me, Doctor….. frankly, it’s… it’s the sort of thing that Miggs would say.
1/_Not any more

1/_His real name is Benjamin Raspail…. A former patient of mine, whose romantic attachments ran to, shall we say, the exotic. I did not kill him, I assure you…. Merely tucked him away, very much as I found him…. After he’d missed three appointments.
2/_If you didn’t kill him, then who did, sir?
1/_Who can say? Best thing for him, really. His therapy was going nowhere.
2/_His dress, uh makeup, Raspail was a transvestite?
1/_In life, oh no…. Garden variety manic-depressive…. tedious, very tedious. No, no. Just think of him as a kind of experiment…. A fledgling killer’s first effort at transformation

1/_I have no plans to call on you, Clarice. The world’s more interesting with you in it. Say, you take care now to extend me the same courtesy.
2/_You know I can’t make that promise

1/_Oh Clarice, your problem is you need to get more fun out of life.

1/_Tell me what you see
2/_He’s a white male. Serial killers tend to hunt within their own ethnic groups. He’s not a drifter. He’s got his own house somewhere, not an apartment…What he does with them takes privacy. He’s in his thirties or forties. He’s got real physical strength combined with an older man’s self-control. He’s cautious, precise, and he’s never impulsive. He’ll never stop. He’s got a real taste for it now. He’s getting better at his work.

1: Tell me, Senator, did you nurse Katherine yourself? 2: What? 1: Did ya breastfeed her? 3: Now wait a minute! 1: Yes! I did. 1: Toughened your nipples, didn’t it? 3: You son of a bitch! 1: Amputate a man’s leg and he can still feel it tickling…tell me mom, when your little girl is on the slab, where will it tickle you? 2: Take this thing back to Baltimore. 1: Five-foot-ten, strongly built, about 180 pounds, hair blond, eyes pale blue. He’d be about 35 now. He said he lived in Philadelphia, but may have lied. That’s all I can remember Martha, but if I think of anymore I will let you know…Oh and Senator! Just one more thing…love your suit.

1st man: Good evening, gentlemen. / 2nd man: Okay, doc, grab some floor. / 3rd man: Same drill as before, please.

1st man: Good evening, gentlemen. / 2nd man: Okay,doc, grag some floor. / 3rd man: Same drill as before.

BITCH!

I think I broke my wrist!

A census taken once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti. (slurp)

A census taker once tried to test me, I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.

A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti.

A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.

A monster. A pure psychopath. It’s so rare to capture one alive.

Are the epitomes still screaming Clarice? Are they?

Are the epitoms still screaming Clarice? Are they?

BITCH!!!

Brave Clarice……. You will let me know when those lambs stop screaming, won’t you?

Cathrine: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrgghhh!
Jamie(Buffalo Bill): Aaaaaaaaaahhhh!

clarice

Closer please…..CLOSER.

Come here, Precious, ya little shit!

Do not touch the glass. Do not approach the glass. You can pass nothing but soft paper – no pencils or pens. No staples or paperclips in his paper. Use the sliding food carrier, no exceptions. If he attempts to pass you anything, do not accept it.

Do the lambs still scream at night Clariece?

Don’t you hurt my dog!

Don’t you hurt my dog! You don’t know what pain is!

Don’t you hurt my fucking dog!

First principles…… Clarice……. simplicity…. read Marcus Aurelius of each particular thing……ask…. what is it in itself …… what is its nature……. what does he do…….. this man….. you seek???

First principles…… Clarice……. simplicity…. read Marcus Aurelius of each particular thing……ask…. what is it in itself …… what is its nature……. what does he do…….. this man….. you seek???

fucking lambs

Hannibal Lecter: Do you think he visualizes scenarios, exchanges… fucking?
Clarice Starling: That doesn’t interest me, Doctor, and frankly, it’s… it’s the sort of thing that Miggs would say.
Hannibal Lecter: Not anymore.

Hannibal Lecter: Now then, tell me. What did Miggs say to you? Multiple Miggs in the next cell. He hissed at you. What did he say?
Clarice Starling: He said, ‘I can smell your cunt.’
Hannibal Lecter: I see. I myself cannot. You use Evian skin cream, and sometimes your wear L’Air du Temps, but not today.

Have the birds stop bakaring Clarice? Have they?

He’s been using their epitoms to make skin.

Hello Clarice

Hello Clarice, Have the lambs stoped screaming yet?

Hello, Clarice.

I ate his epititom with lima beans and a big chicken

I ate his liver with fava beans and a big chianti

i can smell your cunt

I can smell your epitom!

i do wish we could chat longer but i’m having an old friend for dinner, bye

I do wish we could chat longer, but I’m having an old friend for dinner.

I don’t think Migs could manage again quite so soon even though he is crazy.

I don’t think the answer is on those second rate shoes

I graduated from the UVA Dr. Chilton, it’s not a charm school.
Good then you should be able to remember the rules.

I graduated from UVA, Doctor, its not a charm school!

I have no plans to call on you, Clarice, the world being more interesting with you in it. Be sure you extend me the same courtesy.

I have to go now Clarice, I’m having an old friend for dinner.

I would like an MP3 audio clip of Jame Gumb telling Catherine in the well, it rubs the lotion on its skin, it does this whenever its told. It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again. It places the lotion in the basket.

I’ll help you catch him, Clarice

I’m having an old friend for dinner…

if this door should fall down, or … he he, anything else should happen just call the number on this card

If you didn’t kill him, then who did, sir?……Who can say? Best thing for him, really, his therapy was going nowhere.

Is that how you like it?

It places the lotion in the basket [the victim’s crying] Put the fuckin’ lotion in the basket!

It places the lotion in the basket.

it puts the lotion in the fucking basket

It puts the lotion on it’s skin or else it gets the hose again. Yes she will Precious, she’ll get the hose. It puts the lotion in the basket, it does this whenever it’s told.

It puts the lotion on it’s skin, it does this whenever it’s told. It puts the lotion on it’s skin or else it gets the hose again!

It puts the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again

It puts the lotion on its skin or it gets the hose again.

It puts the lotion on its skin, it does it whenever its told

It puts the lotion on its skin.

It puts the lotion on its’ epititom, or else it gets the hose again

it puts the lotion on its’ skin, or else it gets the hose again

It puts the lotion on the skin. It does this whenever it’s told or else it gets the hose again.

It rub the lotion on the skin and then it gets the hose again.

It rubs the chicken onto it’s epititom, it does this whenever it’s told…

IT RUBS THE LOTION ALL OVER IT’S BODY

It Rubs The Lotion On Its Skin Or Else It Gets The Hose Again

It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again.

It rubs the lotion on its skin, or else it gets the hose again

It rubs the lotion onto it’s skin, it does this whenever it’s told…

It’s Jim Pembry dammit! Now talk to him.

Kathrine Martin To Buffalow Bill:
That’s better… Now get me a live telephone. Get a long extension and lower is down here… And you better do it fast, too, ’cause I think her leg’s broken. She’s in pain, mister, she needs a vet.

Buffalows Bill answere to that:Ahhh You don’t
know what pain is!!!!!!

Look at it fly!

look within your-self

Most seriel killers keep some sort of trophies from thier victims…..I didn’t…..No, no you ate yours.

Murray: Is it true what they’re sayin’, he’s some kinda vampire?
Clarice Starling: They don’t have a name for what he is.

my precious

No no no, you were doing fine. You had been courdious and receptive to courdicy, we had established trust with the embarassing truth about Miggs. And now this ham-handed segue into your questionair – it won’t do.

No, no, no, no, no. You were doing fine. You had been courteous and receptive to courtesy. You had established trust with the embarrassing truth about Miggs, and now this ham-handed segue into your questionnaire. *tut* *tut* *tut* *tut* …It won’t do.

NO, no, no, you were doing fine. You had been courteous and receptive to courtesy. You had established trust with the embarassing truth about Migs and now this half-handed segway into your questionnaire….it won’t do

Now, tell me, what did Miggs say to you, Multiple Miggs in the next cell, he hissed at you-what did he say?

He said I can smell your cunt

Nurishment has put some length in your bones, but you are still only one generation from poor white trash.

Oh wait, was she a real big fat person?

Oh, Agent Starling, do you think you can dissect me with this blunt little tool?

Oh, and senator, one more thing. Love the suit.

ohhh wait…..was she a really big fat person

People will say we’re in love.

Please pass the ketchup!

poor white trash

Put the epititom in the fuckin basket!

Put the fuckin lotion in the basket

Put the fuckin’ lotion in the basket!

Put the fucking lotion in the basket!!

Put the Fucking lotion in the basket!!!

put the lotion in the basket

put the lotion in the basket

put the lotion in the basket.

puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupa

Quid Pro Quo Clarice…. yes or no?

quid pro quo doctor

Quid Pro Quo: You tell me things, I tell you things.

Read Marcus Aurelius and of all things ask, ‘what is its nature?’ What does he do, this man you seek?

So powerful…so beautiful!

sometimes you wear Evian skin cream

Tell me, Senator, did you give Katherine a pedicure yourself? 2: What? 1: Did ya massage her? 3: Now wait a minute! 1: Yes! I did. 1: Toughened your toenails, didn’t it? 3: You son of a bitch! 1: Amputate a man’s epititom and he can still feel it tickling…tell me mom, when your little epititom is on the slab, where will it tickle you? 2: Take this thing back to Baltimore. 1: Seventeen-feet-ten, strongly built, about 42 pounds, salt and pepper hair, one eyeball, pale blue. He’d be about 97 now. He said he lived in Pencil-Tucky, but may have lied. That’s all I can remember Martha, but if I think of anymore I will let you know…Oh and Senator! Just one more thing…love your toe scraping shoes.

The tension in the air was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Which is more than I can say for the liver.

there’s something in her throat.

They’ll probably think we’re in love.

Toughened your nipples didnt it?

Wait, what’s in her mouth? (Gets tweezers and pull object out) It’s an epitom larva.

We covet what we see every day.

Well, Clarice, have the lambs stopped screaming…?

Who can say? Best thing for him really, his therapy was going nowhere.

Would you fuck me? I’d fuck me-I’d fuck me soooo hard!!

Would you fuck me? I’d fuck me.

Would you fuck me? I’d fuck me. I’d fuck me hard. I’d fuck me so hard.

You don’t know what pain is!

You fly back to school now, little Starling. Fly, fly, fly….. Fly, fly, fly.

You know what you look like to me with your cheap shoes and bag? You look like a rube.

You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, *NAME*? And that accent you’ve tried so desparately to shed? Pure West Virginia. What’s your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you… all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars…while you could only dream of getting out… getting anywhere… getting all the way to the FBI.

You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you’ve tried so desparately to shed? Pure West Virginia. What’s your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamb? You know how quickly the boys found you… all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars…while you could only dream of getting out… getting anywhere… getting all the way to the FBI.

You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you’ve tried so desparately to shed? Pure West Virginia. What’s your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you… all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars…while you could only dream of getting out… getting anywhere… getting all the way to the FBI.

You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap toe scraping shoes? You look like an epititom. A well scrubbed, hustling epititom with a little taste.

You know what you look like to me, with your stack of pancakes and your cheap bottle of Aunt Jemimiah? You look like a crepe. A well cooked, crepe with little taste. And that pancake you’ve tried so desparately to flip? Pure IHOP. What’s your father, dear? Is he a chef at Dennys? Does he stink of the syrup?

You use Evyan skin cream [i](looking up to air vents)[/i] and sometimes you wear L’Air du Temps, [i](head drops forward with menacing eyes)[/i]…but not today

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