Hannibal: "What did you see?"
Will: "A thicket of antlers. All I heard was my heart, dim but... but fast, like, um... footsteps fleeing into silence. I don't know how to gauge who I am anymore. I don't feel like myself. I feel like I have been gradually becoming different for a while. I just feel like somebody else."
Hannibal: "What do you feel like?"
Will: "I feel crazy." [breathing shakily]
Hannibal: "And that is what you fear most."
Will: "I fear not knowing who I am. That's what Abel Gideon's afraid of, isn't it? He's like a blind man. Somebody got inside his head and... moved all the furniture around."
Hannibal: "I imagine Abel Gideon would want to find the Chesapeake Ripper to gauge who he is. And who he isn't. Will. You have me as your gauge."
Beverly: "That's considerate."
Jack: "He's peacocking for the Ripper."
Will: "This is like flowers and chocolate before a first date."
Jack: "You've got to keep things in perspective. You've got to keep yourself in perspective."
Will: "Well, myself is a little hazy at the moment."
Jack: "You've gotta start taking better care of yourself."
Will: "Build my resistance?"
Jack: "You just can't take it all in. You've got to let go of as much of it as you can. You just gotta let go."
Will: "You know, it's hard to shake off something that's already under your skin."
Will [panting]: "I feel like I'm losing my mind. I-I don't know what's real."
Hannibal: "It's 7:27 pm. You're in Baltimore, Maryland, and your name is Will Graham."
Will: "No, I don't care who I am! Just tell me... if he's real."
Hannibal: "Who do you see, Will?"
Will: "Garret Jacob Hobbs. Who do you see?"
Hannibal: "I don't see anyone."
Will: "No, he's right there."
Hannibal: "There's no one there, Will."
Will: "No, no, you're lying."
Hannibal: "We're alone. You came here alone. Do you remember coming here?"
Will: "No, please don't lie to me!"
Hannibal: "Garret Jacob Hobbs is dead. You killed him. You watched him die."
Will: "What's happening to me?"
Hannibal: "Will, Will, Will, you're having an episode. I want you to hand me over the gun. Will, I want you to hand me your... Will? Will... He's had a mild seizure."
Abel: "That doesn't seem to bother you."
Hannibal: "I said it was mild. Are you the man who claimed to be the Chesapeake Ripper?"
Abel: "Why do you say claimed?"
Hannibal: "Because you're not. You know you're not, and you don't know much more about who you are beyond that."
Abel: "Are you the Ripper?"
Hannibal: "A terrible thing... to have your identity taken from you."
Abel: "Well, I'm taking it back, one piece at a time. You should see the pieces I got out of my psychiatrist."
Hannibal: "Alana Bloom was one of your psychiatrists too. Is that right?"
Abel: "Yes. Dr. Bloom."
Hannibal: "I can tell you where to find her."
Hannibal: "Will, can you hear me? Repeat after me. My name is Will Graham."
Will: "My name is Will Graham."
Hannibal: "Raise both of your arms. More. More. Good. Although you may not feel like it, I need you to smile. Good. It wasn't a stroke. You may have had a seizure. Tell me the last thing you remember."
Will: "I... I was with Garret Jacob Hobbs."
Hannibal: "You have a fever. You were hallucinating. You thought he was alive, here in the room with you."
Will: "I saw him."
Hannibal: "He's a delusion disguising reality. Don't let that let you slip away. You killed Garret Jacob Hobbs once. You can find a way to kill him again."
Will: "Where are you going?"
Hannibal: "Abel Gideon is still at large. He mutilated Dr. Chilton. They found him clinging to life. I'm worried about Alana."
Will: "Alana."
Hannibal: "No, no, no, no, no, no. Will. You're in no state to go anywhere but the hospital. I'll call Jack and tell him where you are."
Abel: "I don't know if I will ever be myself again. I don't know if I've got any self left over. I spent so long thinking I was him, it's gotten really hard to remember who I was when I wasn't him."
Will: "Who are you now?"
Abel: "Now I'm you. We're both here, looking at her, just those kind of people that shouldn't be in a relationship. You and I are already committed. It's hard to be with another person when you... can't get out of your own head."
Will: "I want to get out."
Abel: "Yeah, well, we all want things that we can't have. But if I kill her like he would kill her, then maybe I could understand him better. I wonder if then you would finally understand what you've become."
Hannibal: "At least Will remains in one piece... for now. His temperature is 105. White blood cell count is twice normal, and they still can't identify the source of his infection."
Jack: "They will."
Hannibal: "You seem confident."
Jack: "I am. Even with a temperature of 105 degrees, Will was able to bring Gideon down. I told you, he'll be fine."
Hannibal: "Jack... I would recommend you suspend his license to carry firearms."
Jack: "You and I are just gonna have to have a difference of opinion about who Will is, doctor."
Hannibal: "I know who Will is. Will knows who he is. But our experiences shape us, Jack. How is this experience going to shape Will?"
Hannibal: "Will Graham is troubled."
Bedelia: "And that troubles you? Beyond a professional concern for a patient?"
Hannibal: "I see his madness and I want to contain it, like an oil spill."
Bedelia: "Oil is valuable. What value does Will Graham's madness have for you?"
Hannibal: "You're suggesting I'm more fascinated with the madness than the man?"
Bedelia: "Are you?"
Hannibal: "No. He realized early on that he saw things differently than other people, felt things differently."
Bedelia: "So did you."
Hannibal: "I see myself in Will."
Bedelia: "Do you see yourself in his madness?"
Hannibal: "Madness can be a medicine for the modern world. You take it in moderation, it's beneficial."
Bedelia: "You overdose and it can have unfortunate side effects."
Hannibal: "Side effects can be temporary. They can be a boost to our psychological immune systems to help fight the existential crises of normal life."
Bedelia: "Will Graham does not present you with problems from normal life."
Hannibal: "No. He doesn't."
Bedelia: "What does he present you with?"
Hannibal: "The opportunity for friendship."
script: A simpler answer than she was expecting.
Bedelia: "He is still your patient, Hannibal. Where Will Graham is concerned, if you feel the impulse to step forward, you must force yourself to take a step back."
Hannibal: "And just watch him lose his mind?"
Bedelia: "Sometimes all we can do is watch."
script: off Hannibal, uncomfortable with that prospect...
