You know Paul.
Paul's come over from Justice,
unofficially, as a favour to us.
In other words, He's Here,
and He's not Here.
KRENDLER:
So, I take it you've seen
The Coverage in The Papers,
and on Television?
Clarice :
I have nothing to Do with
The News, Mr Krendler.
KRENDLER:
The Woman had a
baby in her arms.
There are pictures.
You can see The Problem,
I would think.
Clarice :
Not in her arms, in
a carrier across her chest.
In her arms, she
had a MAC-10.
[SIGHS]
KRENDLER:
Look, we're here to help you, Starling.
It's gonna be a hell of a lot harder
to do with a combative attitude.
[ PAGER BEEPING ]
Clarice :
Can I speak freely, Mr Pearsall?
Your Agency called This Office
to get me assigned to
Help You on this raid.
I tried to Do that.
I clearly expressed my Judgement, and
was ignored, and now a Good Agent,
and A Friend, is dead.
KRENDLER:
You shot and killed five people
out there, Agent Starling.
Is that how you define
'Good Judgement'?
Clarice :
This raid was an ugly mess.
I ended up in a position where
I had A Choice of Dying, or
shooting A Woman
carrying A Child.
I chose. I shot her.
I killed A Mother
holding her child.
And I regret it,
I resent myself for it.
All right, gentlemen,
I'm going to call a
halt to this meeting
and get back to you
individually by phone.
[MEN SCOFFING]
Waste of time.
PEARSALL:
You have A Secret Admirer, Starling.
Isn't much to look at, but he does
have friends in high places.
Remember Mason Verger?
Clarice :
Lecter's fourth victim,
The Rich one.
The only one
that survived.
He says he has some new information
on Lecter. He'll only share it with you.
Clarice :
What do you mean, "only share
it with me"? You want it, seize it.
KRENDLER:
We'd rather not.
Clarice :
I wasn't speaking to
you, Mr Krendler.
When I speak to you,
you'll know it, because
I'll look at you.
Why would We
'rather not'?
The last time he called was when we
took Lecter off the Ten Most Wanted list.
He was upset about that.
We said, "Hey, that's life."
He said, "Hey, this is
A Senate oversight committee,
to make your life miserable."
His Family's political contributions
may not be enough to buy A Senator,
but they are enough to rent them
from time to time.
There's no reason to go through that again
if he really does have something new.
KRENDLER:
It's a good deal for you, Starling.
You can't pretend it isn't.
You get to go back on a celebrated case.
I'll take care of the media
for your Drumgo killing.
- Everyone's gonna be happy.
Clarice :
I'm not happy.
Well, maybe you're incapable
of being happy.
Clarice :
Mr Krendler, when
You're out on the street,
you know you might take
a bullet in the line of duty.
You accept it, or you get out.
You Live with it.
What you don't expect,
or accept, is taking one
in the back in your Boss'
office for doing your job
exactly as they've taught you.
That makes you unhappy.
Of course, you're right, Starling,
but it doesn't really change anything.
Clarice :
It changes everything. It changes me.
Agent Starling, hi. I'm Cordell Doemling,
Mr Verger's private physician.
CLARICE: How do you do?
If you'd be so kind
as to park down at the end.
One's eyes adjust to the darkness.
MAN ON TV: versus an estimate of 16.
Dylan, they're saying sales
have slowed down.
Seems like a recurring theme here. Perhaps
corporate spending on a slowdown...
CORDELL: Mr Verger, Agent Starling is here.
Good morning, Mr Verger.
VERGER: Was that a Mustang
I heard out there?
Yes, it was.
- A five litre?
- Yes.
Fast.
Cordell, I think you can leave us now.
I thought I might stay.
- Perhaps I could be useful.
- You could be useful
seeing about my lunch.
I'd like to attach this microphone
to your clothing or your pillow,
if you're comfortable with that.
Oh, by all means.
VERGER: Here, this should make it easier.
You know, I thank God for what happened.
It was my salvation.
Have you accepted Jesus, Agent Starling?
- Do you have faith?
- I was raised Lutheran.
That's not what I asked.
This is Special Agent Clarice Starling,
5-1-4-3-6-9-0,
deposing Mason R. Verger
on March 20, sworn and attested...
- I wanna tell you about summer camp.
- Mr Verger...
- It was a wonderful childhood experience.
- We can get to that later.
No, we can get to it now.
You see, it all comes to bear.
It was a Christian camp my father founded
for poor, unfortunate,
castoff little boys and girls
who would do anything for a candy bar.
Mr Verger, I don't need to know
about the sex offences,
- I just have to...
- No, it's all right.
I have immunity from the U.S. Attorneys,
and I have immunity from the Risen Jesus.
And nobody beats the Riz.
Had you ever seen Dr Lecter
before the court assigned you to him
for therapy?
What do you mean? Socially?
[LAUGHING]
That is what I mean.
Yes, if you don't mind talking about it.
- Oh, not at all. I'm not ashamed.
- I didn't say you should be.
No. We met conventionally,
as doctor and patient.
- How did he end up at your house?
- I invited him, of course.
To my pied-?terre.
I came to the door
in my nicest "come hither" outfit.
I was concerned he'd be afraid of me,
but he didn't seem to be afraid of me.
That's almost funny now.
[LAUGHING]
I showed him my toys,
my noose setup, among other things.
It's a way you sort of hang yourself,
but not really.
It feels good while you...
Well, you know.
Anyway, he said, "Mason..."
Mason, would you like a popper?
And I said, "Would l? Oh, wow."
Once that kicked in, I was flying.
He said, "Mason, show me how you smile
to gain the confidence of a child."
[LAUGHING]
Then I smiled.
He said, "Oh, I see how you do it."
The good doctor approached me
with a piece of broken mirror.
"Try this."
Try peeling off your face.
"And feeding it to the dogs."
[CUTTING]
LECTER: No. I can still see it.
[VERGER LAUGHING]
LECTER: Try again.
No, I'm afraid not.
VERGER: [LAUGHING] That's entertainment!
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Mr Verger, you indicated to me that you'd
received some kind of new information.
Um...
Cordell.
- Where did this come from?
- Buenos Aires. I received it two weeks ago.
- Where is the package it came in?
- Good question.
There was nothing written on it of
interest. Cordell, did we throw it out?
- Yes, I'm afraid we did.
- Oh, dear. You think it'll help?
I hope so. I hope it'll help you catch him,
to help cleanse the stigma
of your recent dishonour.
- Thank you. I think that's all I need.
- Did you find some rapport with Dr Lecter,
in your talks at the asylum?
I know I did, while I was peeling.
We exchanged information in a civil way.
- But always through the glass?
- Yes.
[INHALES DEEPLY]
- Isn't it funny?
- What's that?
You can look at my face,
but you shied when I said the name of God.
- Finding what you want?
- Are you sure this is all of it?
That's all there is now. There was more,
but it's been picked over
little by little over the years.
You know, this stuff's worth
a lot of money in certain circles.
It's kind of like the cocaine
that disappears around here,
little by little.
[NURSE SCREAMING]
NURSE: Let me go!
[SNARLING]
Hey, Barney. Remember me?
Would you agree for the record,
Agent Starling,
that I've not been read my rights?
I have not Mirandized Barney.
He is unaware of his rights.
So, when you turned Dr Lecter over
to the Tennessee police...
They weren't civil to him.
They're all dead now.
Yeah, they only survived his company
three days.
You survived him six years at the asylum.
How'd you do that?
It wasn't just being civil.
Yes, it was.
Did you ever think after he escaped
he might come after you?
No. He once told me that whenever feasible,
he preferred to eat the rude.
[CHUCKLES] "Free-range rude,"
he called them.
What about you?
You ever think he might come after you?
You ever think about him at all?
Oh, at least 30 seconds of every day.
I can't help it.
He's always with me, like a bad habit.
Do you know what happened to his stuff?
His books, papers, drawings...
Everything got thrown away
when the place closed. Cutbacks.
Barney, I just found out that Dr Lecter's
signed copy of The Joy of Cooking
sold to a private collector for $16,000.
Phew!
It was probably a fake.
The seller's affidavit of ownership
was signed Karen Phlox.
Do you know Karen Phlox?
You should.
She filled out your employment application,
only at the bottom, she signed it "Barney."
Same thing on your tax returns.
You want the book? Maybe I can get it back.
I want the X-ray they shot
after you broke Lecter's arm
during the attack on that nurse.
And everything else you got.
We used to talk about
a lot of things at night,
after the screaming finally died down.
We talked about you sometimes.
- You wanna know what he said?
- Go get the X-ray.
- I'm not a bad guy.
- I didn't say you were.
Dr Chilton was a bad guy.
After your first visit,
he started taping
your conversations with Dr Lecter.
[SIGHS]
These are valuable.
Go on, now. You've grieved long enough.
And what'd he say?
What'd he say about me, late at night?
Well, he was talking about inherited,
hard-wired behaviour.
He was using genetics
in the roller pigeons as an example.
They fly way up in the air, roll over backwards in a display, falling toward the ground.
LECTER ON TAPE:
There are shallow
rollers, and there are deep rollers.
You can't breed two deep rollers,
or their young, their offspring,
will roll all the way down, hit, and die.
Agent Starling is a deep roller, Barney.
Let us hope one of her parents was not.
Surely, the odd confluence of events
hasn't escaped you, Clarice.
Jack Crawford dangles you in front of me,
then I give you a bit of help.
Do you think
it's because I like to look at you
and imagine how good you would taste,
Clarice?
CLARICE: I don't know. Is it?
LECTER: I've been in this room
for eight years now, Clarice.
I know they will never, ever
let me out while I'm alive.
What I want is a view.
I want a window where I can see a tree,
or even water.
I want to be in a federal institution,
far away from Dr Chilton.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLING]
MAN 1: The Capponi correspondence
goes back to the 13th century.
Dr Fell might hold in his hand,
his non-Italian hand,
a note from Dante Alighieri himself,
but would he recognise it? I think not.
Gentlemen, you have examined him
in medieval Italian,
and I will not deny
that his language is admirable
for a straniero, but
is he acquainted with the personalities
of the pre-Renaissance Firenze?
I think not.
What if he came upon a note
in the Capponi Library,
say, from Guido de Cavalcanti?
Would he recognise that?
[CHUCKLES]
I think not.
They're still arguing.
MAN 1: The Capponi correspondence
goes back to the 13th century.
Sogliato wants the job for his nephew,
but the scholars seem satisfied
with the temporary guy they appointed.
MAN 1: If he's such an expert on Dante,
let him lecture on Dante to the studiolo.
Let him face them if he can.
FELL :
I look forward to it.
MAN 2:
Let's set a date.
MAN 3:
Very well. On the 14th.
Dr Fell?
Chief Inspector Rinaldo Pazzi
of the Questura.
Commendatore. How can I be of service?
I'm sorry.
I'm investigating the disappearance of your predecessor, Signore de Bonaventura.
I was wondering if...
"Predecessor" implies I have The Job.
Unfortunately, I don't, not yet,
though I am hopeful.