Hannibal Lecter Transcripts: Hannibal S3E10

Hannibal: Hello?

Francis: Hello, Dr. Lecter. As an avid fan, I wanted to tell you that I'm delighted that you have taken an interest in me. I don't believe you would tell them who I am, even if you knew.

Hannibal: What particular body you currently occupy is trivial.

Francis: I knew that you alone would understand this. The important thing is what I am becoming.

Hannibal: Tell me. What are you becoming?

Francis: The Great... Red... Dragon.

Francis: I have admired you for years and I have a complete collection of your press notices. Actually, I think of them as unfair reviews.

Hannibal: As unfair as yours? They like to sling demeaning nicknames, don't they?

Francis: "Tooth Fairy".

Hannibal: What could be more inappropriate?

Francis: It would shame me for you to see that, if I didn't know that you have suffered the same distortions in the press.

Hannibal: You've read Freddie Lounds's latest?

Francis: It's not a good picture of you.

Hannibal: Your speech is bent and pruned by disabilities, real and imagined, but your words are startling.

Francis: I want to be recognized by you.

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

Francis: 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: See how magnificent you are? "Did he who made the Lamb make thee?"

Denise: Go behind your worktable. If you approach the barrier before you hear the lock snap, I'll mace you in the face. Understand?

Hannibal: Yes, indeed. Thank you so much, Denise.

Man: Are you ready for your call?

Hannibal: Yes, please.

Man: Operator.

Hannibal: Operator, I don't have the use of my hands. Could you please ring 667-JL5-0102?

Man: Of course. Have a nice day.

Hannibal: Thank you.

Woman: Dr. Frederick Chilton's office.

Hannibal: Is this Linda?

Woman: Linda doesn't come in on weekends.

Hannibal: Maybe you could help me, if you don't mind. This is Bob Greer at Blaine and Edwards Publishing. Dr. Chilton asked me to send a copy of his book to someone, and Linda was supposed to give me the address and phone number, but she never did.

Woman: She'll be in on Monday.

Hannibal: I have to catch Federal Express in about five minutes, and I don't want to bother Frederick at home. It's right there in his contacts. I'll dance at your wedding if you'll read it to me.

Woman: I'm opening the file.

Hannibal: Be a darling and slide that cursor down to the letter G, give it a click and I'll be out of your hair.

Woman: Alright. What was the name?

Hannibal: Graham. Will Graham.

Will: It was done carefully and cleanly with a very sharp knife. It was not the work of a child.

Hannibal: It's a Chinese character which means, "You hit it," an expression sometimes used in gambling.

Will: A lucky sign. The character also appears on a mahjong tile. Marks the Red Dragon.

Hannibal: "And behold a great red dragon..." Are you familiar with William Blake's The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed in Sun? Blake's Dragon stands over a pleading woman caught in the coil of its tail. Few images in Western art radiate such a unique and... nightmarish charge of demonic sexuality.

Will: The man who killed the Jacobis and the Leedses saw something in them that drew him and drove him to do it. He chose them because something in them spoke to him.

Hannibal: The Jacobis were the first to help him, the first to lift him into the glory of his becoming. The Jacobis were better than anything he knew.

Will: Until the Leedses.

Hannibal: As the Dragon grows in strength and glory, there are families to come.

Will: I have to believe there is a common factor and we will find it... soon.

Hannibal: Otherwise you have to enter more houses and see what the Dragon has left for you. 11 days to the next full moon. Tick-tock. I like this Dragon, Will. I don't think he's crazy at all. I think he may be quite sane. A magnificent thing, to watch the world through his red haze.