Hannibal Page #4

When I smiled...

he said, "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."

I can still see it.

Try again.

No, I'm afraid not.

That's entertainment

It seemed like a good idea|at the time.

Mr. Verger,|you indicated to me...

that you'd received|some new information.

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?

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 dishonor.

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?

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.

This stuff's worth lots of money|in certain circles.

It's kind of like the cocaine|that disappears around here...

Little by little.

Let me go!

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.

When you turned Dr. Lecter over|to the Tennessee Police--

They weren't civil to him,|and they're all dead now.

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.

You ever think after he escaped|he might come after you?

He once told me|that whenever feasible...

he preferred to eat the rude.

"Free-range rude,"|he called them.

What about you? You ever think|he might come after you?

You ever think about him at all?

At least thirty 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"...

was sold to a private collector|for $16,000.

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.

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