- Hannibal Lecter: I came half way around the world, to watch you run, Clarice. Let me run, eh?
- [Clarice struggles against Lecter, he forces her against the refrigerator, opens the door and traps her hair, breaking away the handle]
- Hannibal Lecter: Tell me Clarice, would you ever say to me “stop, if you loved me, you’d stop”?
- Clarice Starling: Not in a thousand years.
- Hannibal Lecter: Not in a thousand years…
- [Lecter lunges towards Clarice, baring his teeth; she does not flinch]
- Hannibal Lecter: That’s my girl.
- [Lecter kisses Starling, but she does not respond. The click of closing handcuffs is heard. Lecter stops, pulls away and lifts his wrist. The two are joined by handcuffs]
- Hannibal Lecter: Now that’s really interesting. But I’m rather pressed for time. Where’s the key?
- [Clarice does not react. He repeats the line, sounding less calm and more infuriated. Still she does not respond]
- Hannibal Lecter: Okay…
- [He takes a meat cleaver from the worktop and lays out her hand]
- Hannibal Lecter: Above or below the wrist, Clarice?
- [Clarice still refuses to respond as he raises the cleaver]
- Hannibal Lecter: This is really going to hurt…
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Would You Ever Say To Me "Stop, If You Loved Me, You'd Stop"?
August 19th, 2014, posted in GiRLs, Hannibal, LoVE, Scarface'S DIARYWould You Ever Say To Me “Stop, If You Loved Me, You’d Stop”?
August 19th, 2014, posted in GiRLs, Hannibal, LoVE, Scarface'S DIARY- Hannibal Lecter: I came half way around the world, to watch you run, Clarice. Let me run, eh?
- [Clarice struggles against Lecter, he forces her against the refrigerator, opens the door and traps her hair, breaking away the handle]
- Hannibal Lecter: Tell me Clarice, would you ever say to me “stop, if you loved me, you’d stop”?
- Clarice Starling: Not in a thousand years.
- Hannibal Lecter: Not in a thousand years…
- [Lecter lunges towards Clarice, baring his teeth; she does not flinch]
- Hannibal Lecter: That’s my girl.
- [Lecter kisses Starling, but she does not respond. The click of closing handcuffs is heard. Lecter stops, pulls away and lifts his wrist. The two are joined by handcuffs]
- Hannibal Lecter: Now that’s really interesting. But I’m rather pressed for time. Where’s the key?
- [Clarice does not react. He repeats the line, sounding less calm and more infuriated. Still she does not respond]
- Hannibal Lecter: Okay…
- [He takes a meat cleaver from the worktop and lays out her hand]
- Hannibal Lecter: Above or below the wrist, Clarice?
- [Clarice still refuses to respond as he raises the cleaver]
- Hannibal Lecter: This is really going to hurt…