Hannibal: You have to eat something, Jack. You've been up all night. Feed the body, feed the mind.
Jack: She knew she couldn't beat the cancer, so she decided to beat it to the finish line. I suppose I can't blame her for wanting to control how she dies.
Hannibal: I believe those who can no longer function at an acceptable level have the right to die.
Jack: She cast you as an executioner. She wanted to die. I can't tell you how grateful I am that you didn't allow it to happen.
Hannibal: As a doctor, I had no choice. As a philosopher, I had too many. It wasn't what I could do for Bella, it was what I couldn't do to you, Jack. I guess I'm a better friend than therapist.
Jack: You're a great friend, Hannibal.