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Starling visits Lecter one last time in the temp cell in Memphis before she is removed from the case.
"Hello Claricccccce...."
"Shut up you effete, podgy, balding starey-eyed maniac wannabe"
"I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti"
"Ponce. What's wrong with beer?"
"....er...listen to me hissssss menacingly Clariccce"
"Yeah yeah,scary. You sound like Kaa the snake from Jungle Book, I'm off to solve this thing by myself until you escape from Chris Isaak dressed as a policeman"
"...er...wait a minute...I eat people....I'm scary...Boo!"
"Oh do shut up, even the tranvestite nutjob who is the main villain has more scary attributes than you."
"Come back, I will pull people's faces off and stuff, I'm horrible...woo-hoooo.....(waggles fingers and pulls faces)"
"Oh grow up I've been in Taxi Driver with De Niro. Now there is a scary individual. So you carry on standing there in overalls looking like a fat bald fridge repairman and I'll bail out for the next movie with you in.”
“But I am a monster…listen to my voice…can’t you see how evil I am?”
“Uh-huh…look, you’re not scary. You’re behind plexi-glass, whilst although a complete contradiction to the book, prevents you from reaching me anyway.”
“I can whisper things that upset you”
“The only thing that upsets me is knowing that any mystique built up in the 1st movie, which was much better than this one incidentally, has been blown by your hammy Oscar plea”
“er…um…”
“Do some nasty stuff, I’ll catch the villain and then you can swan about Florence in the sequel. Clowns are scarier than you. I’ve had food more upsetting than you. And why are you using a really bad accent anyway?”
“um…Chianti….”
“Uh-huh…well have fun and please, ruin any class your character had by a really, really bad pun at the end about having someone for dinner”
“Come back Clarice…let me frighten you…hello?…Clarice?”
"Hello Claricccccce...."
"Shut up you effete, podgy, balding starey-eyed maniac wannabe"
"I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti"
"Ponce. What's wrong with beer?"
"....er...listen to me hissssss menacingly Clariccce"
"Yeah yeah,scary. You sound like Kaa the snake from Jungle Book, I'm off to solve this thing by myself until you escape from Chris Isaak dressed as a policeman"
"...er...wait a minute...I eat people....I'm scary...Boo!"
"Oh do shut up, even the tranvestite nutjob who is the main villain has more scary attributes than you."
"Come back, I will pull people's faces off and stuff, I'm horrible...woo-hoooo.....(waggles fingers and pulls faces)"
"Oh grow up I've been in Taxi Driver with De Niro. Now there is a scary individual. So you carry on standing there in overalls looking like a fat bald fridge repairman and I'll bail out for the next movie with you in.”
“But I am a monster…listen to my voice…can’t you see how evil I am?”
“Uh-huh…look, you’re not scary. You’re behind plexi-glass, whilst although a complete contradiction to the book, prevents you from reaching me anyway.”
“I can whisper things that upset you”
“The only thing that upsets me is knowing that any mystique built up in the 1st movie, which was much better than this one incidentally, has been blown by your hammy Oscar plea”
“er…um…”
“Do some nasty stuff, I’ll catch the villain and then you can swan about Florence in the sequel. Clowns are scarier than you. I’ve had food more upsetting than you. And why are you using a really bad accent anyway?”
“um…Chianti….”
“Uh-huh…well have fun and please, ruin any class your character had by a really, really bad pun at the end about having someone for dinner”
“Come back Clarice…let me frighten you…hello?…Clarice?”
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I like that, its good!
Starling visits Lecter one last time in the temp cell in Memphis before she is removed from the case.
"Hello Claricccccce...."
"Shut up you effete, podgy, balding starey-eyed maniac wannabe"
"I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti"
"Ponce. What's wrong with beer?"
"....er...listen to me hissssss menacingly Clariccce"
"Yeah yeah,scary. You sound like Kaa the snake from Jungle Book, I'm off to solve this thing by myself until you escape from Chris Isaak dressed as a policeman"
"...er...wait a minute...I eat people....I'm scary...Boo!"
"Oh do shut up, even the tranvestite nutjob who is the main villain has more scary attributes than you."
"Come back, I will pull people's faces off and stuff, I'm horrible...woo-hoooo.....(waggles fingers and pulls faces)"
"Oh grow up I've been in Taxi Driver with De Niro. Now there is a scary individual. So you carry on standing there in overalls looking like a fat bald fridge repairman and I'll bail out for the next movie with you in.”
“But I am a monster…listen to my voice…can’t you see how evil I am?”
“Uh-huh…look, you’re not scary. You’re behind plexi-glass, whilst although a complete contradiction to the book, prevents you from reaching me anyway.”
“I can whisper things that upset you”
“The only thing that upsets me is knowing that any mystique built up in the 1st movie, which was much better than this one incidentally, has been blown by your hammy Oscar plea”
“er…um…”
“Do some nasty stuff, I’ll catch the villain and then you can swan about Florence in the sequel. Clowns are scarier than you. I’ve had food more upsetting than you. And why are you using a really bad accent anyway?”
“um…Chianti….”
“Uh-huh…well have fun and please, ruin any class your character had by a really, really bad pun at the end about having someone for dinner”
“Come back Clarice…let me frighten you…hello?…Clarice?”
"Hello Claricccccce...."
"Shut up you effete, podgy, balding starey-eyed maniac wannabe"
"I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti"
"Ponce. What's wrong with beer?"
"....er...listen to me hissssss menacingly Clariccce"
"Yeah yeah,scary. You sound like Kaa the snake from Jungle Book, I'm off to solve this thing by myself until you escape from Chris Isaak dressed as a policeman"
"...er...wait a minute...I eat people....I'm scary...Boo!"
"Oh do shut up, even the tranvestite nutjob who is the main villain has more scary attributes than you."
"Come back, I will pull people's faces off and stuff, I'm horrible...woo-hoooo.....(waggles fingers and pulls faces)"
"Oh grow up I've been in Taxi Driver with De Niro. Now there is a scary individual. So you carry on standing there in overalls looking like a fat bald fridge repairman and I'll bail out for the next movie with you in.”
“But I am a monster…listen to my voice…can’t you see how evil I am?”
“Uh-huh…look, you’re not scary. You’re behind plexi-glass, whilst although a complete contradiction to the book, prevents you from reaching me anyway.”
“I can whisper things that upset you”
“The only thing that upsets me is knowing that any mystique built up in the 1st movie, which was much better than this one incidentally, has been blown by your hammy Oscar plea”
“er…um…”
“Do some nasty stuff, I’ll catch the villain and then you can swan about Florence in the sequel. Clowns are scarier than you. I’ve had food more upsetting than you. And why are you using a really bad accent anyway?”
“um…Chianti….”
“Uh-huh…well have fun and please, ruin any class your character had by a really, really bad pun at the end about having someone for dinner”
“Come back Clarice…let me frighten you…hello?…Clarice?”