"You'd like to quantify me, Officer Starling. You're so ambitious, aren't you? Do you know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. You're a well-scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Your eyes are like cheap birthstones - all surface shine when you stalk some little answer. And you're bright behind them, aren't you? Desperate not to be like your mother. Good nutrition has given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation out of the mines Officer Starling. Is it the West Virginia Starlings or the Okie Starlings, Officer? It was a toss-up between college and the opportunities in the Women's Army Corps, wasn't it? Let me tell you something specific about yourself, Student Starling. Back in your room, you have a string of gold add-a-beads and you feel an ugly little thump when you look at how tacky they are now, isn't that so? All those tedious thank-yous, permitting all that sincere fumbling, getting all sticky once for every bead. Tedious. Tedious. Bo-o-o-o-r-i-ing. Being smart spoils a lot of things, doesn't it? And taste isn't kind. When you think about this conversation, you'll remember the dumb animal hurt in his face when you got rid of him. If the add-a-beads got tacky, what else will as you go along? You wonder, don't you, at night?"
—Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs (book)
Paul Krendler: We need [Buffalo Bill's] address. And a physical description.
Hannibal Lecter: Tell me, Senator: did you nurse Catherine yourself?
Senator Martin: What?
Hannibal Lecter: Did you breast feed her?
Senator Martin: (distressed) Yes. I did.
Hannibal Lecter: Toughened your nipples, didn't it? Amputate a man's leg and he can still feel it tickling... tell me, Ma'am: when your little girl is on the slab, where will it tickle you?
—Hannibal Lecter, The Silence of the Lambs (film)
Don't talk like one of them, you're not! Even if you'd like to be. To them, you're just a freak. Like me. They need you right now. When they don't, they'll cast you out. Like a leper. Y'see, their morals, their code: it's a bad joke. Dropped at the first sign of trouble. They're only as good as the world allows them to be. You'll see, I'll show you. When the chips are down, these, uh, "civilized people"? They'll eat each other. See, I'm not a monster. I'm just ahead of the curve.
—The Joker to Batman, The Dark Knight
Why do they always talk so much?
—Bruce, Batman Beyond
The Doctor: You want voices in the dark, then listen to mine. That thing is playing on very basic fears. Darkness, childhood nightmares, all that stuff.
Danny: But that's how the devil works!
The Doctor: Or a good psychologist.
— Doctor Who, "The Satan Pit"
Odin: MY SON, why would you lurk in your transparent prison cell and torment your visitors with predatory mind games? Why would you do such a thing?
Loki: I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOU, ALLFATHER! I LEARNED IT FROM WATCHING YOU!!