Red Dragon Page #3

-l'm all ears.

l thought you might enjoy

the challenge.

Find out if you're smarter

than the person l'm looking for.

Then, by implication, you think

you're smarter than l am...

since it was you who caught me.

l know l'm not smarter than you.

Then how did you catch me?

You had disadvantages.

What disadvantages?

You're insane.

You're very tanned, Will.

And your hands are so rough.

Not like a cop's hands anymore.

And that shaving lotion is

something a child would select.

Has a little ship on the bottle,

does it not?

And how is young Josh

and the lovely Molly?

They're always in my thoughts,

you know.

You will not persuade me

with appeals...

to my intellectual vanity.

l don't think

l'll persuade you at all.

You'll either do it

or you won't.

-ls that the case file?

-Yes.

With photos?

Let me keep them,

and l might consider it.

No.

Do you dream much, Will?

Goodbye, Dr. Lecter.

You haven't threatened

to take away my books yet!

Give me the file, then!

And l'll tell you what l think.

l'll need one hour. And privacy.

Just like old times, Will?

-This is a very shy boy, Will.

l'd love to meet him.

Have you considered

that he is disfigured...

or that he may believe

he is disfigured?

Yeah, the mirrors.

Notice he smashes

all the mirrors...

not just enough

to get the pieces he wants.

And, of course,

those shards in their eyes...

so he can see himself there.

That's interesting.

No, it's not.

You thought of it before.

l had considered it.

-What about the women?

-Dead?

Mere puppets.

You need to see them living,

the way they caught his eye.

That's impossible.

Almost. Not quite.

What were the yards like?

Big backyards, fenced,

some hedges. Why?

Because if this pilgrim...

feels a special relationship

with the moon...

he might like to go outside and look at it.

You ever seen blood

in the moonlight?

lt appears quite black.

lf one were nude, say,

it'd be better to have...

outdoor privacy for that sort of thing.

You think the yards are a factor

when he selects victims?

Yes.

And there will be more of them,

of course. Victims.

You'll be wanting lots

of these little chinwags...

-l take it.

-l might not have time.

l do.

l have oodles.

l need your opinion now.

Then here's one:

You stink of fear

under that cheap lotion.

You stink of fear, Will,

but you're not a coward!

You fear me,

but still you came here.

You fear this shy boy,

yet still you seek him out.

Don't you understand, Will?

You caught me

because we're very much alike.

Without our imaginations...

we'd be like all those other

poor dullards.

Fear is the price

of our instrument.

But l can help you bear it.

-You getting his face?

-Yeah.

Okay, you got it?

All right,

let's get the f*** out of here.

Sure you're okay?

Yeah, l'm okay.

What do you think he

meant by ''see them living''?

l don't know, maybe nothing.

lt's hard to separate

his bullshit.

But l'm gonna make another pass

at the Leeds' house.

All right, Duchess, doll.

That's it.

Show me what you can do.

Who's that? Get them, Duchess.

Get them, Duch! Go get them!

Go get them, girl!

Okay.

And action!

Charles! What are you doing?

Hey, gang.

You crazy man.

How is everybody doing?

Just home from the store.

-Hi, Daddy.

-That's my girl.

-Hi, Daddy.

-Hi, honey. Billy?

Hi, Dad.

-And sweetie?

l am not ready for my close-up,

Mr. DeMille.

What do you think?

Get closer. Get closer.

Little closer.

l think we'd better put

these kids to bed early tonight.

They seem tired. Don't you think?

Here we are at the pool party.

What are you doing? Stop it!

You stop it! l'm telling my mother on you.

Now l get my kiss?

-All right, you want a kiss?

-l want one. The romantic kind.

Jacobi House, Birmingham, Al

Won't nobody get in through here

again. l'll guaran-damn-tee it.

Why didn't he break in

down there? lt's more hidden.

Hell, that door's got deadbolts.

Reckon he was in

too big a hurry.

No, this one doesn't hurry.

You sat right here, didn't you?

You watched the children

bury the cat.

And then you waited for dark.

You're proud.

You had to sign your work.

Grandma? Grandma?

l'm sorry.

l've never seen a child

as dirty and disgusting as you.

Look at you! You're soaking wet.

Get out of my bed.

-No.

-Go back to your room.

You're hurting me!

Shut up,

you filthy little beast!

l should have put you in

an orphanage, grandson or not.

Grandma, don't hurt me.

You're hurting me!

lnto the bathroom!

Take off your nightshirt,

and wipe yourself off. Hurry up!

Now give me my scissors

from the medicine chest.

Please, no!

Take that filthy thing

in your hand. Stretch it out.

No, Grandma.

-Now!

-Please!

Look down. Do you want

me to cut it off? Do you?

No, Grandma!

l pledge you my word, Francis...

if you ever make

your bed dirty again...

l'll cut it off.

Do you understand?

l'll be a good boy.

l promise.

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.

Take a walk with me.

He had a second tool, too.

A bolt cutter.

He used that to clear his view.

But?

l don't think

that's what he brought it for.

lt'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.

lt appears on a mah-jong piece.

-lt 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.

l don't know

which is the greater fool.

Perhaps if you could offer

some insight into--

''A robin redbreast in a cage

Puts all heaven in a rage''

Ever been a redbreast, Will?

Of course you have.

l'm allowed 30 minutes in here,

once a week.

Get to the point.

He meant to use the bolt cutter

to enter the house...

but he didn't.

lnstead he broke in

through the patio doors.

The noise woke Jacobi, and he

had to shoot him on the stairs.

That wasn't planned.

lt was sloppy.

And that's not like him.

We mustn't judge

too harshly, Will.

lt was his first time.

Have you never felt

a sudden rush of panic?

Yeah, that's the fear

we talked about.

lt takes experience

to master it.

You sensed who l was...

back when l was committing

what you call my ''crimes.''

Yes.

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.

-You could say that.

-But you're wiser now.

lmagine what you would do, Will,

if you could go back in time.

Put two in your head before

you could palm that stiletto.

Very good, Will.

You know,

l believe we're making progress.

And that's what

our pilgrim is doing.

He is refining his methods.

He is evolving.

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