Dr. Frederick Chilton Quotes in The Silence of the Lambs (1991)

Hannibal Lecter: You still wake up sometimes, don't you? You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the lambs.

Clarice Starling: Yes.

Hannibal Lecter: And you think if you save poor Catherine, you could make them stop, don't you? You think if Catherine lives, you won't wake up in the dark ever again to that awful screaming of the lambs.

Clarice Starling: I don't know. I don't know.

Hannibal Lecter: Thank you, Clarice. Thank you.

Clarice Starling: Tell me his name, Doctor.

Hannibal Lecter: Dr. Chilton, I presume. I think you know each other.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Okay. Let's go.

Clarice Starling: It's your turn, Doctor.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Out!

Clarice Starling: Tell me his name!

Boyle: I'm sorry, ma'am. We've got orders. We have to put you on a plane. Come on, now.

[Chilton and the guards start leading Clarice out]

Hannibal Lecter: Brave Clarice. You will let me know when those lambs stop screaming, won't you?

Clarice Starling: Tell me his name, Doctor!

Hannibal Lecter: Clarice, your case file. Goodbye, Clarice.

Jack Crawford: Just do your job, but never forget what he is.

Clarice Starling: And what is that?

[cut to Clarice's first trip to the psychiatric prison]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Oh, he's a monster. Pure psychopath. So rare to capture one alive. From a research point of view, Lecter is our most prized asset.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: I am going to show you why we insist on such precautions. On the evening of July 8th, 1981, he complained of chest pains and was taken to the dispensary. His mouthpiece and restraints were removed for an EKG. When the nurse leaned over him, he did this to her.

[pulls out photo]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: The doctors managed to reset her jaw more or less. Saved one of her eyes. His pulse never got above 85, even when he ate her tongue.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Do not touch the glass. Do not approach the glass. You pass him nothing but soft paper - no pencils or pens. No staples or paperclips in his paper. Use the sliding food carrier, no exceptions. If he attempts to pass you anything, do not accept it. Do you understand me?

Dr. Frederick Chilton: We've tried to study him, of course, but he's much too sophisticated for the standard tests.

[to Clarice]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: You know, we get a lot of detectives here, but I must say I can't ever remember one as attractive.

[referring to Clarice's deal]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: You still think you're going to walk on some beach and see the birdies? I don't think so. I called Senator Ruth Martin. She never heard of any deal with you. They scammed you, Hannibal.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Crawford is very clever, isn't he, using you?

Clarice Starling: What do you mean, sir?

Dr. Frederick Chilton: A pretty young woman to turn him on. I don't believe Lecter's even seen a woman in eight years. And oh, are you ever his taste. So to speak.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: What you are doing, Miss Starling is coming into my hospital to conduct an interview, and refusing to share information with me, for the third time.

Clarice Starling: Sir, I told you, this is just a routine follow-up on the Raspail case.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: He is my patient. I have rights.

Clarice Starling: I understand that, Sir.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Look, I am not just some turn-key, Miss Starling.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Oh my, does he hate us. Thinks I'm his nemesis.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: I keep him in here.

Clarice Starling: If Lecter thinks you're his enemy, maybe we'd have better luck if I went in by myself.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: You could have mentioned this in my office and saved me the time.

Clarice Starling: Yes, but then I would have missed the pleasure of your company.

[Chilton smiles]

[last lines]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: There's someone to see you, Lecter. A young woman... says she's from the FBI, but she seems much too pretty for that if you ask me.

[Lecter appears unmoved]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: I'll tell her you said no.

[Chilton walks away offscreen, as Lecter looks up and makes eye contact with the camera]

Hannibal Lecter: ...what is her name?

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Tell me, when you saw Lecter's murders, their style, so to speak, were you able perhaps to reconstruct his fantasies? And, if so, did you jot down any impressions?

Will Graham: No.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Let me be frank, Mr. Graham. The first definitive analysis of Lecter will be a publisher's wet dream. I'd give you full credit, of course

[Graham towards cell door]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Dammit, man, you must have some advice. You caught him. What was your trick?

Will Graham: I let him kill me.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: As a research subject, Lecter has proven most disappointing. He's simply impenetrable to psychological testing. Rorschach, Thematic Apperception... he folds them into origamis, as you can see.

Hannibal Lecter: Beneath the yellow folder, you'll find your latest rejection slip from the archives. It was brought to me by mistake with some of my archives mail. I'm afraid I opened it without looking. Sorry.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: I think we'll remove Dr. Lecter's toilet seat as well

[Chilton is explaining the difficulty he's had with Lecter]

Dr. Frederick Chilton: So, you can imagine the stir your little visit is causing among my staff. If you'd care to share some insights...?

Will Graham: Dr. Chilton, I'm sorry. I've got a 4:17 flight back to Atlanta.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: [irritated] Of course.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: There's no paper clips in there. No staples, brads, or ring-binders.

Will Graham: No, I read the security protocols, Dr. Chilton.

Dr. Frederick Chilton: Then see you observe them. Though, it is perhaps gratuitous to warn you of all people about how dangerous he can be.