Hannibal
He estado sustituyendo la cara de la prota con la de Jodie Foster las dos horas, me tengo que leer los libros
Hannibal.L: Tell me Clarice, would you ever say to me "Stop. If you loved me, you'd stop"?
Clarice.S: Not in a thousand years.
Hannibal.L: "Not in a thousand years"... That's my girl.
Allegra: Dr.Fell, do you believe a man could become so obsessed with a woman, from a single encounter?
Hannibal.L: Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?
In our discussions down in the dungeon, it was apparent to me that your father, the dead night watchman, figures largely in your value system. Do you imagine your daddy being shamed by your disgrace? Do you see him in his plain pine box crushed by your failure? What is worst about this humiliation, Clarice? Is it how your failure will reflect on your mommy and daddy? Is your worst fear that people will now and forever believe they were indeed just good old trailer-camp tornado-bait white trash, and that perhaps you are too?
Hannibal con Clarice en brazos
Do you know what a roller pigeon is, Barney? They climb high and fast, then roll over and fall just as fast toward the earth. There are shallow rollers and deep rollers. You can't breed two deep rollers, or their young will roll all the way down, hit, and die. Agent Starling is a deep roller, Barney. We should hope one of her parents was not.
#let the damage he sees suggest the damage he could do