[Hannibal and Mason see each other for the first time in years]
Mason Verger:
Hylochoerus Meinertzhageni. Ring any bells from high school biology, doctor? No? Well, I could list its most conspicuous features if that would help jog the memory.
[wheels around the restrained Hannibal]
Mason Verger:
Three pairs of incisors, one pair of elongated canines, three pairs of molars, four pairs of pre-molars, upper and lower, for a total of forty-four teeth.
[stops to face Hannibal]
Mason Verger:
The meal will begin with an hors d'oeuvre tartare: your feet. The main course - the rest of you - won't be served until seven hours later, but during that time, you'll be able to enjoy the effects of the consumed appetizer with a full-bodied saline drip. I guess you wish now you'd fed the rest of me to the dogs, hmm?
Hannibal Lecter:
[perfectly calm]
No, Mason... No, I much prefer you the way you are.
Mason Verger:
[holding back anger]
So... dinner at 8.
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