Clarice Starling;

you'll have to earn it again and again, the blessed silence.

[lambshriek]

♯ lambshriek        —        an independent ( friends-focused ) portrayal of clarice starling, from thomas harris's the silence of the lambs. iconless. 21+

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my portrayal of clarice is book-based

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I will be extremely selective with sotl/hannibal blogs, due to prior experiences

[lambshriek]

I have managed to talk myself into something like seven separate conversations about how the film adaptation of the silence of the lambs is generally pretty loyal except for the handful of changes that seem minor on the surface but actually completely shift the tone and themes of the overall story.

[lambshriek]

there was something about mara banks that,   absurdly,   put her on edge.   starstruck,   she could almost here her mother say,   but she dismisses it.   @childactress was more ghost—or stray dog—than monument,   flitting in and out of the margins as she saw fit.   she sits across from her now,   looking at once effortless and carefully curated.   almost glamorous in her disorder.

“can you catch somebody's crazy?”   mara asks and starling feels herself startle,   as if caught.

“well…”   she hears herself trail,   running her tongue along the back of her teeth. theory dictated no; there was nothing communicative about insanity.   but practice… —CHRIST.   pull yourself together starling!   

“no,”   she clears her throat in a paltry imitation of crawford and cracks what she hopes is a certain, if not comforting, smile,   “fortunately not.”

[notmorbid]

hannibal: season 1.

dialogue prompts from season one of nbc's hannibal.

fear is the price of imagination.

my thoughts are often not tasty.

not fond of eye contact, are you?

perception's a tool that's pointed on both ends.

i don't find you that interesting.

you and i are just alike.

how do you see me?

therapy doesn't work on me. i know all the tricks.

therapy is an acquired taste which i have yet to acquire.

i don't think we've ever been alone in a room together.

killing must feel good to god. he does it all the time.

last time i went to a dark place, i brought something back.

dogs keep a promise a person can't.

i remember. i just didn't want to talk about it.

i want the truth. which sometimes requires a little deception.

sounds like something a liar would say.

perception is the most important thing in your life right now.

i don't care what anyone thinks.

i'm gonna be messed up, aren't i?

there's no such thing as 'getting used to' what you experienced.

you do this a lot?

no wonder you have nightmares.

can you catch somebody's crazy?

everybody thinks you did it, you know.

why did you come back here?

i can help you, if you ask me to.

how did you know it was me?

i don't want to go to sleep.

i'll keep your secret.

whose family values?

when misery rains, it pours.

i'm not normal. not anymore.

what was done to you wasn't normal.

support groups are sucking the life out of me.

the family you're born with isn't really family.

tell me about your bad dreams.

i'll just have to get used to lying.

it's important to know when to turn the page.

you want me to do drugs?

more secrets for us.

it's okay. you're home now.

i'm a little taken aback, slash a lot taken aback.

i'm not even sure if i'm awake now.

i've got just the thing to wake you up.

this is not who you are.

who prays over us when we sleep?

do you wait until you think i'm asleep to come to bed?

can we have a conversation, or do you want to pretend everything's alright?

is there anything i can offer you romantically or spiritually or physically to help you out?

you can ask me anything you want.

why don't you come up with your own answers, if you don't like mine?

it's really a very dull story, though, isn't it?

do you want to be alone? don't answer that. just think about your answer.

i don't want you to be alone, not now and not ever.

it's your fight. but i'm in your corner.

i can't give you what you need.

i thought if i kept it to myself, our lives wouldn't change.

i didn't count on changing as much as i did.

i'm gonna sit here until you're ready to talk. you don't have to say a word until you're ready, but i'm not going anywhere until you do.

you looked like you were dreaming.

you're wearing a very well-tailored person suit.

i see enough of you to see the truth of you.

words are living things. they have personality, point of view, agenda.

did you think it was a date?

i googled 'psychopath'. went down the checklist.

i wouldn't be good for you.

it's nice when someone sees us, or has the ability to see us. it requires trust.

i was worried you were dead.

i feel like i've dragged you into my world.

not feeling like yourself is kind of what you do, isn't it?

clearly there's something you don't want to tell me.

i think you need to tell your own story.

no one knows more about ___ than i do.

i won't lie if you don't.

whatever you're feeling now, it won't last.

if you open this door, you won't control what comes through. are you ready for that?

where do you go when you sneak out?

everyone decides their own version of the truth.

i won't tell anything you don't want me to.

i wondered when you would tell me.

you're grieving for the life that was taken from you.

i am officially concerned about you.

i'm not entirely sure what i saw was real.

you're not alone. we are here together.

you made me think i was somebody else.

it's hard to shake off something that's already under your skin.

it's a terrible thing to have your identity taken from you.

it's hard to be with another person when you can't get out of your own head.

we all want things we can't have.

sometimes all we can do is watch.

do i look alive?

i hope you have good insurance.

i know what i did, but i don't remember it.

you made me chicken soup?

this wasn't supposed to be my life.

some places are stained now. some people, too.

i didn't feel safe. so i left.

if i run, they'll catch me, won't they?

you can't protect me anymore.

why did you really call?

i'm sorry i couldn't protect you in this life.

i can't do the silent treatment.

i thought i would get better.

i don't feel like i dodged a bullet.

are you confused about who i am?

i am who i've always been.

the scales have just fallen from my eyes. i can see you now.

you seemed like you needed to talk.

[lambshriek]

my favorite facet of clarice's character is the stark contrast between her outward behavior, ever deferent and polite, and her internal dialogue, and the evolution of her voice as she begins to understand and accept that the systems she was raised to respect were never going to return the favor.

[notmorbid]

discontent.

dialogue prompts from discontent by beatriz serrano.

i only go to work to lower my air conditioning bill.

work is just a role, and i've mastered it perfectly.

the truth is, i don't know how to do anything.

i don't know how i got here.

my job is to be nice and sell snake oil.

i'm good at selling ideas.

i've mastered the art of working as little as possible.

offices are like hunting: the more you move, the less chance you have of being shot.

i'd give you the rest of my life, if you asked me to.

that's anxiety. you know that, right?

i think everyone deserves a patch of sky.

everything's easy with you.

i wish we could fall in love with each other.

are you feeling sick?

you look pretty, but your face is like death warmed over.

are you sleeping well? are you eating well?

i know you won't disappoint me.

you seem vexed.

i have complete faith in you.

everyone believes singers are singing about them.

when was the last time you really talked to ____?

you never know what's going on with people.

if you were a fabric, you'd be a _____.

i feel like you're going to psychoanalyze me.

would you like a tangerine?

age is a question of attitude.

whenever i talk to you, i feel like a contestant on a game show.

everything's going well here, you know.

i'm not sure how to talk to ____, or what about.

i really don't have anything to say about my life.

i just want you to be happy.

happiness? what does that even mean?

are you going to come up? soon?

i hate thinking about work outside of work.

i don't know where i'll go, but i won't be here.

i work all the fucking time.

step up, or step aside.

you were my friend. my best friend.

you're unreal. like someone on a magazine cover.

you made me remember who i used to be.

i thought about you a lot. i thought about calling you.

my whole life is a performance.

most of the time, i have no regrets.

the body is just a tool. like a painter's canvas, or a sculptor's block of marble.

we're all condemned to play the role we've been assigned.

if you won the lottery, would you be going to work the next day?

i'm afraid of everyone forgetting about me.

you get to an age where getting wasted isn't fun, it's an open portal to hell on earth.

the hangover's a problem for future me.

what happened? can i do anything?

maybe that's the secret to happiness: lowering your expectations. settling.

maybe i'm the problem.

nothing going on around me makes any sense.

i don't think i'm doing okay.

don't worry. i'm going to call for help.

you want a joint?

the world smiles on people like you.

do i seem fun? hip? cool?

fake it til you make it. or until people leave you alone.

you can't change the world. you can only try to keep the world from changing you.

you were always a bit odd.

we're a family. a strange family.

[lambshriek]

a study in self-sacrifice

credit: the silence of the lambs, thomas harris; sicario, dir. denis villeneuve; saint catherine of siena, carlo dolci ash wednesday, t.s. elliot