Hannibal Lecter Transcripts: Hannibal S3E13

Will: Ding-dong, the Dragon's dead.

Hannibal: Are congratulations in order?

Will: I didn't kill him. Suicide.

Hannibal: Then he wasn't as strong as the Dragon after all.

Will: He was trying to stop.

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

Will: Are you accusing me of something?

Hannibal: Does the enemy inside you agree with the accusation? Even a little bit?

Will: I came back to stop the Dragon. He's stopped.

Hannibal: Your family was on his itinerary. Safe now. You can go home again. If there's any point. Is there any point?

Will: I like my life there.

Hannibal: It won't be the same. You'll see it's not the same. The unspoken knowledge will live with you, like unwanted company in the house.

Will: Molly and I want it to be the same.

Hannibal: When life becomes maddeningly polite... think about me. Think about me, Will, don't worry about me.

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

Hannibal: Will... Was it good to see me?

Will: Good? No.

Alana: There's a deal for you, Hannibal. Or there could be.

Hannibal: A deal? With whom?

Alana: The FBI.

Hannibal: Jack couldn't ask me himself?

Alana: Jack doesn't know you as well as I do. He thought if he asked you for help, you would just torment him.

Hannibal: Quite right, too. How wise of Jack.

Alana: The Red Dragon faked his death.

Hannibal: Good for him.

Alana: Jack wants to fake your escape. I release you into police custody. And Jack uses you as bait.

Hannibal: Was it Will's idea?

Alana: Yes.

Hannibal: Yes. That worked out so well for Frederick Chilton. Do please tell Frederick, if you see him, I wish a speedy convalescence and hope he won't be very ugly.

Alana: I've been on the phone for hours on your behalf, and this is what you get...

Hannibal: Any rational society would either kill me or give me my books.

Alana: If you cooperate in the capture of Francis Dolarhyde, you get your books, your drawings. Your toilet. All privileges will be restored.

Hannibal: You trust Will with my well-being?

Alana: As much as I trust you with his.

Hannibal: You trust me with yours? You intend to release me into police custody. Police are not as wise as you are. I might escape in earnest and come to kill you.

Alana: First chance you get, I assume.

Hannibal: 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. We made a bargain for Will's life, and then I spun you gold.

Hannibal: I thought you said your good-byes.

Will: We've one last good-bye between us.

Hannibal: You didn't just say good-bye, though, did you? That little extra bit at the end. What was that you said?

Will: You'd never have turned yourself in unless I rejected you.

Hannibal: Yes. That extra bit. I believe that's what they call a "mic drop." You dropped the mic, Will, but here you are having to come back and pick it up again.

Will: I knew you would keep running if I kept chasing you. I knew you wanted me to know exactly where I could find you when I needed to.

Hannibal: And you did.

Will: I need you, Hannibal.

Hannibal: Ding-dong. The Dragon's not dead.

Will: He told you he wanted to meet you. Maybe that was a serious invitation. After the big escape, you send a message to the Dragon in the personal ads, ask him for a rendezvous.

Hannibal: He won't go near a mail drop.

Will: He might be curious enough to look at one, see if you sold him. We chose a drop that can be watched only from a few places a long way off, and we'll stake out the observation points.

Hannibal: It sounds weak to you, even as you say it.

Will: Secret Service has a setup they've never used. They'll let us have it. You're our best shot, Hannibal. Please.

Hannibal: He's not going to kill us here. What he wants to do requires something a little more private.

Will: What are you doing?

Hannibal: You know, Will, you worry too much. You'd be much more comfortable if you relaxed with yourself. Going my way?

Hannibal: The bluff is eroding. There was more land when I was here with Abigail. More land still when I was here with Miriam Lass.

Will: Now you're here with me.

Hannibal: And the bluff is still eroding. You and I are suspended over the roiling Atlantic. Soon all of this will be lost to the sea.

Hannibal: You're playing games with yourself in the dark of the moon. Wasn't surprising that I heard from the Great Red Dragon. Was it surprising when you heard from him?

Will: Yes and no.

Hannibal: You intend to watch him kill me?

Will: I intend to watch him change you.

Hannibal: My compassion for you is inconvenient, Will.

Will: If you're partial to beef products, it is inconvenient to be compassionate toward a cow.

Hannibal: Save yourself, kill them all?

Will: I don't know if I can save myself. Maybe that's just fine.

Hannibal: "No greater love hath man than to lay down his life for a friend."

Will: He's watching us now.

Hannibal: I know.

Francis: Don't run. I'll catch you.

Hannibal: Hello, Francis.

Francis: Hello, Dr. Lecter.

Hannibal: I'm so happy you chose life, Francis. Suicide is the enemy. You were seized by a fantasy world with the brilliance and freshness and immediacy of childhood. It took you a step beyond alone.

Francis: I'm going to film your death, Dr. Lecter, as dying, you meld with the strength of the Dragon.

Hannibal: It's a glorious and rather discomforting idea.

Francis: Watching the film will be wonderful, but not as wonderful as the act itself.

Will: It really does look black in the moonlight.

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

Will: It's beautiful.