Franklyn: "He's been saying very dark things and then saying, just kidding! A lot. It started to seem kind of crazy."
Hannibal: "Psychopaths are not crazy. They're fully aware of what they do and the consequences of those actions." (...)
Franklyn: "I'd like to talk about Tobias. Perhaps you can help me analyze him."
Hannibal: "I'm not analyzing your friend; I'm analyzing your perception of him. It may help you know yourself better. You could be projecting onto him what you consider to be your flaws."
Franklyn: "Does that mean that I'm a psychopath?"
Hannibal: "You're not a psychopath, although you may be attracted to them."
Will: "This murder was a performance."
Hannibal: "Every life is a piece of music. Like music, we are finite events, unique arrangements, sometimes harmonious, sometimes dissonant."
Will: "Sometimes not worth hearing again."
Hannibal: "He's a poet and a psychopath."
Will: "And a craftsman. (...) I hear what he was playing behind my eyes when I close them."
Hannibal: "What do you see behind closed eyes?"
Will: "I see myself."
Hannibal: "You said the killer was performing. Who was he performing for?"
Will: "I don't know. Um... Patron of the arts? A fellow musician? Or... another killer?"
Hannibal: "It's a serenade."
Will: "No, this isn't how he kills. Normally, he doesn't kill for an audience."
Hannibal: "And you believe he risked getting caught for a serenade?"
Will: "I believe... he wants to show someone how well he plays."
Alana: "The way that I am isn't compatible with the way that..."
Will: "The way I am."
Alana: "I wouldn't be good for you. You wouldn't be good for me. And I wouldn't be able to stop analyzing, because I have this professional curiosity about you and..."
Will: "I am not your patient."
Alana: "If I were my patient, my advice to me... would be: Don't do this. I have to follow my own advice."
Tobias: "I could use a friend. Someone who can understand me. Who thinks like I do and can see the world and the people in it the way I do."
Hannibal: "I know exactly how you feel. But I don't want to be your friend."
Tobias: "Then why did you invite me here for dinner? Wasn't just to restring your harpsichord."
Hannibal: "I was going to kill you. I didn't poison you, Tobias. I wouldn't do that to the food."
Will: "Well, I kissed Alana Bloom."
Hannibal: "Well, come in."
Will: "You have a guest?"
Hannibal: "A colleague. (...) He had to leave suddenly. This benefits you, because I have dessert for two. Tell me, what was Alana's reaction?"
Will: "She said she wouldn't be good for me, and I wouldn't be good for her."
Hannibal: "I don't disagree. She would feel an obligation to her field of study to observe you, and you would resent her for it."
Will: "I know."
Hannibal: "Wondering then why you kissed her, and felt compelled to drive an hour in the snow to tell me about it."
Will: "Well, I wanted to kiss her since I met her. She's very kissable."
Hannibal: "You waited a long time, which suggests you were kissing her for a reason, in addition to wanting to."
Will: "I heard an animal trapped in my chimney. Um... Broke through the wall to get it out. Didn't find anything inside. Alana showed up, she looked at me... I... maybe her face changed. I don't know. But, um, she knew."
Hannibal: "What did she know, Will?"
Will: "There was no animal in the chimney. It was only in my head. I sleepwalk. I get headaches. I am hearing things. I feel unstable."
Hannibal: "That's why you kissed her. A clutch for balance. You said yourself what you do is not good for you."
Will: "Well, unfortunately, I am good for it."
Hannibal: "Are you still hearing this killer's serenade behind your eyes?"
Will [chuckles]: "Well, it's our song."
Hannibal: "For the first time in a long while, I see a possibility of friendship."
Bedelia: "Is there someone new in your life?"
Hannibal: "I met a man. Much like myself. Same hobbies, same worldviews, but I'm not interested in being his friend. I'm curious about him, and that got me curious about friendship."
Bedelia: "Whose friendship are you considering?"
Hannibal: "Oddly enough, a colleague and a patient, not unlike how I'm a colleague and a patient of yours. We've discussed him before."
Bedelia: "Will Graham."
Hannibal: "He's nothing like me. We see the world in different ways, yet he can assume my point of view."
Bedelia: "By profiling the criminally insane."
Hannibal: "As good a demonstration as any. I find it reassuring."
Bedelia: "It's nice when someone sees us, Hannibal. Or has the ability to see us. It requires trust. Trust is difficult for you."
Hannibal: "You've helped me to better understand what I want in a friendship, and what I don't."
Bedelia: "Someone worthy of your friendship."
Hannibal: "Yes."
Bedelia: "You spend a lot of time building walls, Hannibal. It's natural to want to see if someone is clever enough to climb over them."
Tobias: "I just killed two men. The FBI came to question me about the murder."
script: Hannibal blinks at that - could he have murdered Will?
Tobias (re: dead Franklyn): "I was looking forward to that."
Hannibal: "I know."
script: We hold this incredibly tense beat. And then the phone rings. It's loud and shrill. Jarring our senses. Hannibal calmly picks up the phone and slams it into the side of Tobias' head.
(In the initial script, Hannibal was supposed to attack the first.)
script: Hannibal stares into middle-distance until he sees Will enter, also with bandaged arm, Jack Crawford at his side. Will eyes the bloody stag statue next to Tobias’ dead body. Hannibal is visibly relieved to see Will alive and well.
Hannibal: (deleted line "Mr. Budge said he was questioned by the FBI and he murdered two men.") "I was worried you were dead."
(deleted line: Will demonstrates his own wounded arm: "You had reason to worry.")
Jack: "Tobias Budge killed two Baltimore police officers, nearly killed an FBI special agent, and after all of that, his first stop is here, at your office."
Hannibal: "He came to kill my patient."
Will: "Your patient. Is that who Budge was serenading?"
Hannibal: "I don't know. Franklyn knew more than he was telling me. He told Mr. Budge that he didn't have to kill anymore. And then he broke Franklyn's neck, and then he attacked me."
Jack: "You killed him?" [Hannibal nods]
Will: "Could Franklyn have been involved in whatever Budge was doing?"
Hannibal: "I thought this was a simple matter of poor choice in friends."
Jack: "This doesn't feel simple to me."
script: Jack moves off to study the crime scene as Will sits, taking gauze from a med-kit and dabbing Hannibal's bloody forehead.
Will: "I feel like I've... dragged you into my world."
Hannibal: "I got here on my own. But I appreciate the company."
script: Will and Hannibal and their uneasy camaraderie...
