Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing, ask what is it in itself? What is its nature? What does he do, this man you seek? He kills women. No! That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does? What needs does he serve by killing? Anger. Social acceptance and sexual frustrations... No! He covets. That is his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer now. No. We just... No. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don't you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don't your eyes seek out the things you want?
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Get a hold of him where you can feel his hands, son. Talk to him. What do I say? It's Jim Pembry! Now talk to him, damn it!
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No. It is your turn to tell me, Clarice.
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Hand me that, would you?
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Somebody loved him.
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No movement.
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Two of her fingernails are broken off, and there's dirt or grit under them.
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Log in. Check your weapon.
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Good evening, Clarice.
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Tell me, Senator.
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Lord Almighty.
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Mr. Crawford?
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Okay, good.
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What does your father do? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? And, oh, how quickly the boys found you. All those tedious, sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars, while you could only dream of getting out, getting anywhere, getting all the way to the FBI. You see a lot, Doctor. But are you strong enough to point that high-powered perception at yourself? What about it? Why don't you... Why don't you look at yourself and write down what you see? Maybe you're afraid to.
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A well-scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you've tried so desperately to shed, pure West Virginia.
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You know what you look like to me with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube.
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Well, Lecter altered or destroyed most of his patients' histories prior to capture, so there's no record of anyone named Mofet. But I thought the "yourself" reference was too hokey for Lecter, so I figured, he's from Baltimore, and I looked in the phone book, and there's a "Your Self Storage" facility, right outside of downtown Baltimore, sir.
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Yeah, I'm still here, sir. I just... I don't know how to feel about this.