Hannibal

I hallucinated that I killed her.

: Will Graham, you're under arrest for murder.

Four of the lures are made from materials including human remains.

- According to the evidence, I killed Abigail Hobbs. - I feel wounded.

- Guess you dodged a bullet with me. - I kept pushing him

- Because he was saving lives. - I told you not to put him out there!

I didn't kill any of them, and somebody is making sure that no one believes me.

You catch these killers by getting into their heads,

But you also allow them into your own.

- I'm trying to help you, will. - I know who I am. I'm not so sure

- that I know who you are anymore. - Are you a killer, Will?

Will...

- Hello, Will. - Hello, dr. Lecter.

Oh!

Ah!

This course is called Mukozuke -

seasonal sashimi,

sea urchin, water clam, and squid.

What a beautiful presentation, doctor.

Kaiseki -

a Japanese art form that honors

- the taste and aesthetic of what we eat. - Well,

I almost feel guilty about eating it.

I never feel guilty eating anything.

Mmm.

I can't quite place the fish.

He was a flounder.

I last prepared this meal for my aunt

Murasaki,

under similarly unfortunate circumstances.

Well, what circumstances were those?

A loss.

This is a loss.

Will is a loss and we're mourning a death.

Will's death is on me, not you.

- It's on both of us. - I can't stop thinking that

Will may be convicted of five murders while I am only maybe convicted of one.

Well, you're not on trial.

I will be -

in the halls of the FBI. And so will you.

I mean, according to Will Graham, this was all you.

Will was your bloodhound. You can't ignore where

- he points. - I'm not ignoring it.

You have to investigate me. It's in my best interest, and yours.

Yes, it is.

But I also can't ignore

the fact that my bloodhound went mad

before he pointed in your direction.

We can't define Will only by his maddest edges.

We can't define Will at all.

What did you say?

I said, how does that make you feel?

Makes me feel... like...

I'm sitting in a dunking tank

and you're lobbing softballs, hoping to make a splash,

but you keep missing the target.

Fortunately, I have time for a few more lobs.

You are in my hospital.

You're my patient now, Will.

I'm not talking to you, Frederick.

I want to talk to Dr. Lecter.

According to Dr. Bloom,

you were warned against putting someone with Will Graham's issues into the field.

Yes. That's correct.

Were you aware that Dr. Bloom would be filing this report?

Yes. She told me what she was going to do.

Did you advise her

- against it? - I told her she should do

whatever she felt was necessary. Evidently,

she felt it was necessary to file the report.

These are allegations of misconduct.

- It's damning stuff, Jack. - I never stated anywhere

that this was misconduct.

In my opinion, it was a lapse in judgment.

A lapse in judgment is misconduct.

There'll be an internal investigation.

There should be.

A federal

examiner is someone who arrives at a battlefield

after the battle and bayonets the wounded.

You have wounded Agent Crawford.

Who do you think is gonna be getting the bayonet?

There is a general desire

to see this go away

quickly and quietly.

In light of that, Dr. Bloom,

I would greatly appreciate it if you would recant your report.

No. Will Graham's life has been destroyed.

How that happened has to be a matter of record.

I'm sorry, Jack.

Dr. Bloom is not easily swayed.

This is going to get ugly.

It already has.

- Was there a storm? - Ah, it looks like someone's

- blasting beaver dams again. - Aw, man.

It smells real bad down here!

Probably dead beavers!

Get me out of here! Ah!

Will Graham has asked to see me.

I would like to see him.

I continue to be curious about the way he thinks,

despite all that's happened.

He's still influencing you.

Will Graham asking to see you betrays his clear intent to manipulate you.

And if I agree to see Will?

It betrays your clear intent to manipulate him.

I miss him.

You are obsessed with Will Graham.

I'm intrigued.

Obsessively.

And he will take advantage of that.

Will is my friend.

Why?

Why is he your friend?

He sees his own mentality as grotesque but useful.

Like a chair of antlers.

He can't repress who he is.

There's an honesty in that I admire.

I imagine there's an honesty in that you can relate to.

What can't you repress, Hannibal?

(Door opening)

Hello, Will.

Dr. Lecter.

Lost in thought?

Not lost.

Not anymore.

I used to hear my thoughts inside my skull

with the same, um...

tone, timbre, accent,

as if the words were coming out of my mouth.

- And now? - Now...

...my inner voice sounds like you.

I can't get you out of my head.

Friendship can sometimes involve a breach of individual separateness.

You're not my friend.

The, uh, light from friendship won't reach us

for a million years. That's how far away from friendship we are.

I imagine it's easier to believe I am responsible

for those murders than it is to accept that you are.

Sure is.

Your inner voice can provide a method of taking control of your behavior,

accepting responsibility for what you've done.

Giving your thoughts words encourages clarity.

Oh, I have clarity.

About you.

Our conversations, Will, were only ever about you

opening your eyes to the truth of who you are.

What you did to me

is in my head,

and I will find it.

I'm going to remember, Dr. Lecter,

and when I do,

there will be a reckoning.

I have huge faith in you, Will.

I always have.

I'm amazed what falls off the best of us when moving through a room.

Lessons learned from cellular decay:

Enjoy the world while we have it

and give a little bit back.

When possible, I try to leave an indelible mark wherever I go.

Hopefully not with your DNA.

How long will you have my suits?

You might want to think about supplementing your wardrobe.

- I frequently do. - You know,

this is just a formality. Nobody expects

to find anything.

Except for maybe Will Graham.

He'll have to be disappointed. The beauty of what you do, Ms. Katz,

is in its certainty.

It'll be your evidence that convicts Will.

Well, I found enough of it.

No need to infer or intuit or trust.

So much simpler than psychiatry.

Will is doing his best to understand where he is

and why.

You were supposed to protect him.

From himself?

Yeah.

I'm not mad at you - not any more than I'm mad

at myself. We all missed it, whatever it was - is.

We all are not suspects.

You're not a suspect; You're the new Will Graham.

Thank you for coming, Dr. Lecter.

Jack, what can I do for you?

I was hoping you would help me with a psychological profile.

: We found another body.

This way, doctor.

This is the fourth body we've recovered so far. There's

- at least one more down there. - How long have they been here?

Hard to say, but someone went through a lot

of trouble to make sure that they were well preserved.

They've been coated in some kind of resin.

The big one was partially sealed, rotting from the inside out.

The other three look like they were embalmed.

: Whatever he's doing, he's still figuring out how to do it.

Were they injected with silicone?

- They were injected with something. - Silicone?

A technique for making resin-coated models out of fish.

Helps the body retain shape

in death.