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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18.6s
Why do you think he removes their skins, Agent Starling? Enthrall me with your acumen. It excites him. Most serial killers keep some sort of trophies from their victims. I didn't. No. No, you ate yours.
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8.8s
A census-taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans, and a nice Chianti.
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5.7s
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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4s
I thought that your knowledge... You're so ambitious, aren't you?
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3.4s
Hey. -Daddy! -Hey, Clarice.
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21.8s
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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5.2s
Yeah, I'm still here, sir. I just... I don't know how to feel about this.
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4.5s
You don't have to feel any way about it. Lecter did it to amuse himself.
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5.5s
The contract is in the name of a Miss Hester Mofet.
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5.7s
Unit 31 was leased for 10 years, prepaid in full.
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3.9s
I bit my wrist so I could die.
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1.8s
Look at the blood!
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1.4s
Hey, Bill.
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4.7s
We're pretty sure he's somewhere on two, sir. That's all for now. Over.
