Hannibal

Sometimes...

Dr. Lecter and I would talk|when things got quiet enough...

about the science courses|I was taking, and--

Some kind of mail-order courses|in psychology, Nurse Barney?

Some kind of mail-order courses|in psychology, Nurse Barney?

No, sir.

See, I don't consider|psychology a science...

and neither did Dr. Lecter.

Now, Barney, while you|were working at the asylum...

you observed Clarice Starling|and Hannibal Lecter interacting.

you observed Clarice Starling|and Hannibal Lecter interacting.

Interacting?

Talking to one another.

Yes. It seemed to me that they--

I see you're eager to justify|your consulting fee...

but why don't we start|with what you saw...

not what you thought about|what you saw?

Cordell, don't be like that.

Barney can give us his opinion.

Barney, give us your opinion|of what you saw.

What was it between them?

Most of the time...

Dr. Lecter didn't respond at all|to visitors.

He'd just, for instance...

open his eyes long enough|to insult some academic...

who was there to look over him.

With Starling,|he answered her questions.

She interested him.

She intrigued him.

He thought she was|charming and amusing.

Clarice Starling|and Hannibal Lecter...

became friendly?

Inside a kind|of formal structure, yes.

And he was fond of her?

Thank you, Barney.

Thank you very much|for your candor.

And keep all those|wonderful items...

from your personal Lecter|treasure trove coming.

I've enjoyed them immensely.

Mr. Verger.

I almost forgot.

I might be able|to get a cookie down.

What do you say, Cordell?

I think it would kill you.

How much?

thousand.

Cordell...

cut a check for $250,000.

How can she sleep|at a time like this?

She was on a jump-out squad|all night.

She's saving her strength.

No problem, sir.

We got some guy named Bolton|from the D.C. Police.

All right, everyone,|pay attention.

Here's the layout.

Excuse me.|I'm Officer Bolton, D.C. Police.

I see that from your badge.|How do you do?

I'm in charge here.

Officer Bolton,|I'm Special Agent Starling.

So we don't get off|on the wrong foot...

Let me explain why|we're all here.

I'm here|because I know Evelda Drumgo.

I've arrested her twice|on RICO warrants.

DEA and ATF,|in addition to backing me up...

are here for the drugs|and the weapons.

You're here because our mayor|wants to appear tough on drugs--

especially after his own|cocaine conviction--

and hopes he can accomplish that|by having you join us today.

You got a smart mouth, lady.

Officer, if you wouldn't mind...

I'd appreciate it|if you'd let me continue.

All right, take a look.

Fish market--|back's on the water.

Across the street, ground floor,|is the meth lab.

Evelda Drumgo is HIV positive.

She will spit and bite|if she's cornered, so watch it.

If you happen to be the one|who puts her in a patrol car...

in front of the news cameras,|Officer Bolton...

you don't want|to push her head down.

She'll likely have a needle|in her hair.

We want to take her inside,|not out in the street.

We can get closest with the van.

If it looks good,|on my signal...

we hit the front,|DEA hits the back...

D.C.P.D. backing them up.

She'll have her watchers out|at least three blocks around.

They've tipped her before|in time...

so let's not make spectacles|of ourselves.

-Pretty busy today.|-I agree.

Can I please get|a cup of coffee?

-Did you see that?|-That's a roger.

What's up, man?

God damn it. It's her--

with three guys.|They're all packing.

She's carrying something.

She's got a baby.

Hey, Brigham,|it's too crowded.

There are too many people.

I say we call it off.|What do you say?

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