Hannibal Lecter Transcripts: Hannibal S3E3

Bedelia: Was it nice to see him?

Hannibal: It was nice. Among other things. He knew where to look for me.

Bedelia: You knew where he would look for you.

Hannibal: He said he forgave me.

Bedelia: Forgiveness is too great and difficult for one person. It requires two. The betrayer and the betrayed. Which one are you?

Hannibal: I'm vague on those details.

Bedelia: Betrayal and forgiveness are... best seen as something akin to falling in love.

Hannibal: You cannot control with respect to whom you fall in love.

Bedelia: You are going to be caught. It has already been set into motion.

Hannibal: Is that concern for your patient or concern for yourself?

Bedelia: I'm not concerned about me. I know exactly how I will navigate my way out of whatever it is I've gotten myself into. Do you?

Hannibal: I did.

Bedelia: Where will Will Graham be looking for you next?

Hannibal: Someplace I can never go. Home.

Hannibal: It's not healing to see your childhood home. But it helps you measure whether you are broken. How and why, assuming you want to know.

Will: I want to know. Is this where construction began?

Hannibal: On my memory palace? Its door at the centre of my mind, and here you are, feeling for the latch.

Will: The spaces in your mind devoted to your earliest years... are they different than the other rooms? Are they different than this room?

Hannibal: This room holds sound and motion, great snakes wrestling and heaving in the dark. Other rooms are static scenes, fragmentary. Like painted shards of glass.

Will: Everything keyed to memories, leading to... other memories. The rooms you can't bring yourself to go. Nothing escapes from them that causes you any comfort.

Hannibal: Screams fill some of those places, but the corridors do not echo screaming. Because I hear music.

Hannibal: The Studiolo is a small, fierce group. They've ruined a number of academic reputations.

Professor Sogliato: Appearing before them is a peril.

Hannibal: You were very eager to see me discredited, Professor Sogliato.

Professor Sogliato: You sang for your supper before the dragons at the Studiolo.

Bedelia: And you sang very well.

Professor Sogliato: Mm... First applause, and then by wet-eyed acclamation... the memberships affirmed you as master of the Palazzo Capponi.

Hannibal: Punch Romaine. A cocktail created by Escoffier. Served to first-class guests on the Titanic during their last dinner.

Professor Sogliato: The committees have a new curator. They do not miss the old one.

Hannibal: If my victory pleased the professore, I could not tell.

Professor Sogliato: Then you weren't paying attention.

Hannibal: I pay lots of attention. But not in a wide-eyed, indiscriminate way. That may have been impulsive.

Bedelia: Been mulling that impulse ever since you decided to serve Punch Romaine.

Professor Sogliato: I... I can't see. Mi ricordo che il curatore...

Hannibal: Technically, you killed him.

Bedelia: No longer interested in preserving the peace you found here?

Hannibal: You cannot preserve entropy. It gradually descends into disorder.

Bedelia: Two men from the Capponi are dead.

Hannibal: I can only claim one. Technically.

Bedelia: You're drawing them to you, aren't you? All of them.

Hannibal: In Roman times, each carcass was divided. Prime cuts went to nobility, second to the clergy, third to the bourgeoisie and fourth to the army. The quinto quarto, the offal, went to the poor.

Bedelia: The fifth quarter?

Hannibal: The innards of a carcass constitute roughly a quarter of its weight.

Man: "Il quinto quarto" evolved from necessity to become high tradition.

Hannibal: Sibilo caratteristico. When the lungs whistle, the dish is done. Coratella con carciofi. Purple artichokes served with spring lamb's liver, lungs and heart.

Woman: Professor Sogliato doesn't know what he's missing. So rude of him to ignore your invitation.

Bedelia: He sends his regrets.

Woman: Oh, Madonna, it smells divine.

Hannibal: It is. I say that without ego. I don't require conventional reinforcement.

Woman: You would agree, Signora Fell?

Bedelia: My husband's ego is not measured by conventional means.

Hannibal: I first prepared this dish in honour of my sister when I was very young.

Bedelia: I'm sure you've perfected the recipe over the years.

Woman: The meat...

Man: You have a very good butcher.

Hannibal: I do indeed. The lamb must be newly slaughtered, the organs cooked the same day. I always oversee this process personally.

Bedelia: What were you like as a young man?

Hannibal: I was rooting for Mephistopheles and contemptuous of Faust.

Bedelia: Would you like to talk about your first spring lamb?

Hannibal: Would you?

Bedelia: Why can't you go home, Hannibal? What happened to you there?

Hannibal: Nothing happened to me. I happened.

Bedelia: How did your sister taste?

Bedelia: What your sister made you feel was beyond your conscious ability to control or predict.

Hannibal: Or negotiate.

Bedelia: I would suggest what Will Graham makes you feel is not dissimilar. A force of mind and circumstance.

Hannibal: Love. He pays you a visit or he doesn't.

Bedelia: Same with forgiveness. And I would argue, the same with betrayal.

Hannibal: The god Betrayal who presupposes the god Forgiveness.

Bedelia: We can all betray. Sometimes we have no other choice.

Hannibal: Mischa didn't betray me. She influenced me to betray myself, but I forgave her that influence.

Bedelia: If past behaviour is an indicator of future behaviour, there is only one way you will forgive Will Graham.

Hannibal: I have to eat him.