(HANNIBAL) No one can be fully aware of another human being unless we love them. By that love we see potential in our beloved. Through that love we allow our beloved to see their potential. Expressing that love, our beloved's potential comes true. I love you, Will.

(WILL) If I confessed to Jack Crawford now, you think he would forgive me? (HANNIBAL) I would forgive you.

(WILL) Tasteless. (HANNIBAL) Do you have trouble with taste? (WILL) My thoughts are often not tasty.

(HANNIBAL) I want you to believe in the best of me, Will. Just as I believe in the best of you.

(HANNIBAL) Achilles Lamenting the Death of Patroclus. Whenever he is mentioned in the Iliad, Patroclus seems to be defined by his empathy.

Will stands, forlorn, with only darkness behind him, awaiting a response that is not to come.

(HANNIBAL) I see myself in Will.

(HANNIBAL) You've been lying to me, Will. (WILL) I don't have a gauge for reality that works well enough to know if I've been lying or not.

(BEDELIA) Love is a god. (HANNIBAL) He pays you a visit or he doesn’t.

(ALANA) I can abide the thought of Hannibal tortured, not necessarily to death. I'd say he has it coming, wouldn't you? Or maybe you wouldn't.

(WILL) He didn't murder those families, He changed them? (HANNIBAL) He wants to change you, too. Don't you crave change, Will?

(BEDELIA) Your experience of Hannibal's attention is so profoundly harmful, yet so irresistible, it undermines your ability to think rationally.

(HANNIBAL) I believe some of our stars will always be the same. You entered the foyer of my mind and stumbled down the hall of my beginnings.

(WILL) Yes, we were nakama. Last time I saw him, he left me with a smile.

Will looks at Hannibal as Hannibal slides his hand around Will's and pulls the gun away. Their faces close together. Hannibal talks quietly into Will's ear.

Hannibal stands there a moment, rejected. Will sighs and averts his eyes. Hannibal finally goes, leaving Will alone.

(BEDELIA) I would suggest what Will Graham makes you feel is not dissimilar. A force of mind and circumstance. (HANNIBAL) Love.

(HANNIBAL) I must admit to selfish motives. I don't want you to be here.

Bedelia stares, fascinated by the strange, complex relationship between these two men.

(HANNIBAL) Your memory palace is building. It's full of new things. It shares some rooms with my own. I've discovered you there. Victorious.