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the master bedroom, but why?
They were already dead
and none of them got the same...
extra attention as Mrs. Leeds.
Small pieces of mirror
were inserted...
in the orbital sockets
of the victims.
This occurred post-mortem.
Why did you put mirrors
in their eyes?
The pieces of mirror are to make
their eyes look alive!
He wanted an audience.
He wanted them all lined up...
watching him
when he touched her.
When he touched her.
Touched. Talcum powder.
There was talcum powder.
talcum on her right inner thigh.
''A complete search
of the home...
''led to no such matching talcum
in the house.''
You took your gloves off,
didn't you? You son of a b*tch!
You took your gloves off, touched her...
with your bare hand
and wiped her down.
But when the gloves were off,
did you open her eyes?
Crawford.
Are the Leeds' bodies
still at the morgue?
Who's good
Atlanta P.D.
They've already printed
the bodies.
Not the bodies.
Tell them to check the eyes.
Mrs. Leeds' eyes.
Even her corneas.
l think he took his gloves off.
Jesus, Will.
Gentlemen. Ladies.
This is what the subject's teeth
look like.
The impressions came from
bite marks on Mrs. Leeds.
This degree of crookedness...
plus the groove
in this central incisor...
makes his bite signature unique.
F***in' shark.
Knock it off!
We're grateful to have the FBl.
They have a lot of expertise
in this area.
ln particular,
lnvestigator Graham does.
That right, Jack?
Yes, sir.
Anything you want to add,
Mr. Graham?
Why don't you come
on up to the front, please?
-That's the guy.
-Was he?
Yeah, that's the guy
who arrested Lecter.
l thought he retired.
The son of a b*tch
Mrs. Leeds and Mrs. Jacobi
were the primary targets.
The others were killed
just to complete his fantasy.
l know that might be hard
to accept given what you saw...
but this was not random.
This wasn't some killing frenzy.
He was never out of control.
These attacks were organized,
We don't know
how he's choosing them, or why.
They lived in different states
and never met.
But there is some connection.
There's some common factor,
and that's the key.
Find out what that is,
and we'll save lives.
'Cause this one
is gonna go on and on...
until we get smart
or we get lucky.
He won't stop.
-Why not?
-Because it makes him God.
Would you give that up?
Leeds and his oldest boy
brought the dog in...
the afternoon
before they were killed.
Had a puncture wound
to its abdomen.
The vet had to put it down.
Was it wearing a collar
with the address on it?
No.
-Did the Jacobis have a dog?
-No dog.
in the basement...
cat droppings in it, no cat.
lf the cat was attacked,
the Jacobis may have buried it.
Ask Birmingham
to check that backyard.
And tell them to use
a methane probe, it's faster.
Yeah. lt's for you.
Crawford.
Carl, you're the light
of my life.
Would it hold up in court?
Okay. Great work.
Mrs. Leeds' eye. Partial thumb.
Besides that,
there's nothing else to tell you.
Thank you for your time.
l can't answer
more questions.
Will Graham! Remember me?
Freddy Lounds. l covered
the Lecter case for the Tattler.
-Did the paperback.
-Yeah, l remember.
When did they bring you in?
What've you got?
will be bigger than Lecter?
l mean, he's already beaten
Lecter's score--
and the Tattler is an asswipe!
You stay away from me.
Get away, Lounds.
How about an exclusive?
Sorry about that.
That guy snuck into the hospital
and took those pictures of me.
Remember? With the tubes
hanging out of me?
Forget that prick.
Give yourself some credit.
When we catch the Tooth Fairy...
that print plus his teeth
will burn him.
You did that, Will.
That evidence was there, Jack.
-lt was there for anyone to see.
-But nobody else did.
All l'm sayin' is,
that was very good work.
No, good work would be seeing it
all the way through...
and catching the guy.
And l can't do that.
l did what you asked me to do.
l'm going home.
l don't even have any idea
who this guy is.
What l just gave them was broad
strokes. He's got no face to me.
That's what you said about
Garrett Hobbs, remember?
-And you figured him out.
-No, l didn't.
-You didn't?
-No, l was stuck on Hobbs.
l had help.
From Lecter.
Yeah.
Jack, don't play games with me.
Don't do it.
Just tell me
what's on your mind.
a resource we should look into.
ls that what this was about?
Did you just want to ask me that
all along?
Don't get mad at me.
l'm just doing my job.
lf you know a better shortcut,
let me know it.
lf you think there's any chance
he'll talk to me...
l'll go myself.
lf you can't handle it,
God knows l'd understand that.
As a research subject, Lecter
has proven most disappointing.
He's simply impenetrable
to psychological testing.
Rorschach,
Thematic Apperception.
He folds them into origami.
As you see.
So you can imagine the stir
your little visit...
Mr. Graham.
lf you'd care
to share some insights--
Dr. Chilton, l'm sorry, l've got
a 4:
17 flight back to Atlanta.Of course.
Tell me,
when you saw Lecter's murders...
their style, so to speak...
were you able, perhaps,
to reconstruct his fantasies?
And, if so, did you jot down
any impressions?
No.
Let me be frank, Mr. Graham.
will be a publisher's wet dream.
l'd give you full credit,
of course.
Damn it, man. You must have
some advice. You caught him.
What was your trick?
l let him kill me.
That's the same atrocious
aftershave you wore in court.
l keep getting it for Christmas.
Christmas, yes.
Did you get my card?
l got it, thank you.
So nice of the Bureau's
crime lab to forward that.
They wouldn't give me
your home address.
Dr. Bloom sent me your article
on surgical addiction...
in the
Journal of Forensic Psychiatry.
And?
Very interesting,
even to a layman.
You say you're a layman.
But it was you who caught me.
Wasn't it, Will?
-Do you know how you did it?
-l got lucky.
l don't think you believe that.
lt's in the transcript.
What does it matter now?
lt doesn't matter to me, Will.
l need your advice, Dr. Lecter.
Birmingham and Atlanta.
You want to know how
he's choosing them, don't you?
l thought you'd have ideas.
l want you to tell me them.
Why should l?
There are things you don't have.
Research materials.
Maybe even computer access.
l'd speak to the Chief of Staff.
Yes, Dr. Chilton.
Gruesome, isn't he?
He fumbles at your head like
a freshman pulling at panties.
lf you recall, Will...
our last collaboration
ended rather messily.
You'd get to see the file
on this case.
-And there's another reason.
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