Lecter: What became of your , Clarice?

Starling: He him.

Lecter: You still wake sometimes, don't you? Wake up in the and hear the of the lambs?

Starling: Yes.

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

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

Lecter: Thank you, Clarice. Thank you.

Starling: Tell me his , Doctor.

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

Chilton: OK. Let's go.

Starling: It's your , Doctor.

Chilton: Out.

Starling: Tell me his name.

Policeman: Sorry, ma'am. I've got . I have to you a plane. Come on now.

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

Starling: Tell me his name, Doctor.

Lecter: Clarice. Your file. Goodbye, Clarice.