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Quotes
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Will Graham : Did you just smell me?
Dr. Hannibal Lecter : Difficult to avoid. I really must introduce you to a finer aftershave. That smells like something with a ship on the bottle.
Will Graham : Well, I keep getting it for Christmas.
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Dr. Hannibal Lecter : You entered into a devil's bargain with Jack Crawford. It takes a toll.
Will Graham : No, Jack isn't the devil.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter : When it comes to how far he's willing to push you to get what he wants, he's certainly no saint.
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Will Graham : I'm sorry it's so early.
Dr. Hannibal Lecter : Never apologize for coming to me. Office hours are for patients. My kitchen is always open to friends.
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Beverly Katz : "Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven's claws."
Brian Zeller : Robert Frost.
Will Graham : Jim Morrison.
Beverly Katz : Even a drunk with a flair for the dramatic can convince himself he's God. Or the Lizard King.
Jimmy Price : God makes angels. Jesus was fond of fishermen. Are we talking hardcore Judeo Christian upsetting, or just upsetting in general?
Will Graham : This is a very specific upsetting.
Brian Zeller : Increased serotonin in the wounds is much higher than the free histamines, so, uh... she lived for about fifteen minutes after she was skinned.
Jimmy Price : Powder residue on the neck of the soda bottle shows Vecuronium - scotch and soda and a paralytic agent.
Brian Zeller : Kneeling in supplication at the feet of G-dash-D.
Jimmy Price : Supplication is the most common form of prayer. "Gimme, gimme, gimme."
Will Graham : They weren't praying to him. They were praying for him. He's afraid.
Beverly Katz : What is somebody who could do something like this afraid of?
Will Graham : What's in his vomit?
Jimmy Price : Uh... dexamethosone...
Brian Zeller : That's used for patients with tumors.
Jimmy Price : ...Keppra...
Brian Zeller : He was epileptic. Radiation?
Jimmy Price : Gamma four.
Brian Zeller : Steroids for the inflammation, anticonvulsants for the seizures, radiation for the chemotherapy. Our guy has a brain tumor.
Will Graham : He's afraid of dying in his sleep. He's making angels to watch over him.
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Jack Crawford : There are no jurisdictional rivalries here. The local police begged us to take this. Where's your head?
Will Graham : It's on my pillow. I didn't sleep.
Jack Crawford : Got just the thing to wake you up.
[Will and Jack enter the grisly crime scene]
Will Graham : Okay, I'm awake.
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Will Graham : God didn't give him insight, God game him a tumor.
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Elliot Buddish : I see what you are.
Will Graham : What do you see?
Elliot Buddish : Your inside. I can bring it out of you.
Will Graham : Not all the way out.
Elliot Buddish : I can give you the majesty of your becoming.
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Beverly Katz : I don't know if is was the good night's sleep, but he slept here. Hair on the pillow and the sheets are still damp. He's a sweater.
Will Graham : Madness slept here last night
