Eidetiker

LECTER: 

 ....You know, I'd always 

suspected as much --

You are an Eidetiker. 

FBI Special Agent

WILL GRAHAM : 

(laughs ruefully, shaking his head)

I'm not psychic, Doctor. 

LECTER: 

No, This is Different -- More akin 

to Artistic Imagination. 

You can assume the emotional 

Point of View of others... 

even those that might 

scare or sicken you.

It's a Troubling gift, I should think.

How I'd love to get You on My Couch. 

FBI Special Agent

WILL GRAHAM : 

Something still doesn't 

make sense to me.....

You're the best forensic psychiatrist I know... 

and somehow, in all our time together... 

this possibility never occurred to you. 

LECTER: 

I am Only Human, Will --

Perhaps I made A Mistake. 

FBI Special Agent

WILL GRAHAM : 

You don't strike me as a man 

who makes very many mistakes. 

LECTER: 

Now I'm sorry to think I might no 

longer enjoy your full confidence. 

FBI Special Agent

WILL GRAHAM : 

No, I didn't say that -- 

........I don't know 

what I'm saying. 

I'm very, very tired. 

I almost had it. 

LECTER: 

It'll come to you -- Why don't you 

come back in the morning? 

I'll clear some time on my schedule 

and then we can get started 

in revising our profile. 

Sound good?

FBI Special Agent

WILL GRAHAM : 
Yeah. 

LECTER: 
Rest here, and I'll 

get your coat. 

Won't be a tick. 

(Slow instrumental music) 

(Suspenseful instrumental music) 

(Climactic instrumental music) 

(Book slams shut) 

(Lecter hisses) 

LECTER: 

Don't Move. 

You're in Shock now. 

I don't want you 

to feel any pain. 

In a moment you'll begin to be light-headed. 

Then drowsy. 

Don't resist. It's so gentle.

Like slipping into a warm bath. 

(Will gasps in pain) 

LECTER: 

I regret it came to this, Will. 

But every game must have its ending. 

(Eerie instrumental music) 

LECTER: 
Remarkable Boy. 

I do admire 

Your Courage. 

I Think I'll Eat 

Your Heart. 

(Lecter gasps) 

It Would Be Obscene

Leland Palmer sits on the unmade bed, 

his hand absent-mindedly brushing the bedspread.

Deputy Hawk is unobtrusively searching The Room. 

He opens a dresser drawer beside 

the bed and discovers 

a locked diary, embosses 

with Laura’s initials.

HAWK

Do you know where 

The Key for this is, sir? 

[YES.]

LELAND (shakes his head)

Do you have to take that? 

HAWK

We’ll return it as soon 

as possible. 

[ It’s NEVER going to be possible. ]

Lecter :

Good morning, Will.

So nice of you to visit again.

He carved this on a tree

near the Jacobi house.

With a Buck knife.

The same one later used on Charles Leeds.

Yes.

Lecter :

Take a walk with me.

He had a second tool, too. A bolt cutter.

He used that to clear his view.

But?

I don't think that's

what he brought it for.

It's too heavy. Too awkward.

And he had to carry it a long way.

And what do we make of that symbol?

Asian Studies at Langley

identified it as a Chinese character.

It appears on a mah-jong piece.

It marks the Red Dragon.

Red Dragon. Correct.

This boy begins to interest me.

We don't know what greater meaning

the symbol might have...

Do you like my little exercise cage, Will?

My so-called lawyer

is always nagging Dr. Chilton

for better accommodations.

I don't know which is the greater fool.

Perhaps if you could offer

some insight into...

"A Robin Red breast in a Cage

Puts all Heaven in a Rage"

Ever been a redbreast, Will?

Of course you have.

I'm allowed 30 minutes

in here, once a week.

Get to the point.

Will Graham :

I think he meant to use the bolt-cutter 

to enter The House, but he didn't.

Instead he broke in

through the patio doors.

The noise woke Jacobi, and he had 

to shoot him on the stairs.

That wasn't planned. 

It was sloppy. And that's 

not like him.

Lecter :

We mustn't judge too 

harshly, Will -- It was 

his first time.

Have you never felt a sudden rush of panic?

[ He lunges at Will, teeth-beared, until 

he reaches the limit of his choke-chain —]

Yeah, that's The Fear we talked about…

It takes experience to Master it.

Lecter :

You sensed who I was back when I was

committing what you call my "Crimes."

Will Graham :

Yes. --

Lecter :

So you were hurt not by 

a fault in your perception 

or your instincts, but because 

you failed to act on them 

until it was too late --

Will Graham :

You could say that.

Lecter :

But you're wiser now —

Imagine what you 

would do, Will, if you 

could go back in time.

Will Graham :

Put two in your head before you 

could palm that stiletto.

Lecter :

Very good, Will.

You know, I believe we're 

making progress.

And that's what 

Our Pilgrim is doing.

He is refining his methods.

He is evolving.

The case file mentioned videos 

of The Leeds Family.

I'd like to see those.

Will Graham :

No.

Lecter :

Why not?

Will Graham :

It would be obscene.

Lecter :

….you don't make it easy, do you?

Still, one aims to please.

I'll call you if I think of anything else.

Would you perhaps like to 

leave me your home number?

- That's the end of our session, Dr. Lecter.

For now.

It was only his first time.

Already in Atlanta he did much better.

Rest assured, My Dear Will,

this one will give you plenty of exercise.

My love to Molly and Josh, goodbye.

Go to the back of the cell, Dr. Lecter.

The Real Linda Lovelace

Fr. Damian Karras :

"Why her? Why this girl,

it makes no sense --"

The Real Linda Lovelace

Fr. Lancaster Merrin, The Exorcist :

".....I think The Point is, 

to make us Despair --

to see ourselves, as....

animal, and ugly --

to reject The Possibility

that God could Love us."

The Astronauts don’t even 

know How to Make Fire.

Lecter (passing as Human) :

….well, I’m only Human, Will -- Perhaps 

I just simply made A Mistake.

Will Graham :

…You don’t strike Me as

The sort of person that makes 

many mistakes, Dr. Lecter.