02x13 - Mizumono

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DR. LECTER:
Previously on Hannibal...

We're just alike.

This gives you the
capacity to deceive me

and be deceived by me.

[SNIFFING]

Have you been firing a g*n?

I told you, I was
feeling paranoid.

All I want to do is catch him.

He's given me nothing.

I know what to expect
from lung cancer.

And there will be a time when
there is nothing you can do.

No.

What are you up to?

I want you to come with me.

Alana Bloom isn't
harboring any doubts.

She's convinced that he
m*rder*d Freddie Lounds.

How was my funeral?

WILL: We're going to get caught.

DR. LECTER: Jack already
suspects you k*lled Freddie Lounds.

That means he suspects you.

I know.

You should give
him what he wants.

Give him the Chesapeake Ripper?

Dr. Hannibal Lecter requests the
pleasure of my company for dinner.

DR. LECTER: You
sit in that chair, Will,

as you have so
many times before.

It holds among its
molecules the vibrations of

all our conversations
ever held in its presence.

All the exchanges,

the petty irritations,

deadly revelations,

flat announcements of disaster.

The grunts and poetry of life.

Everything we've ever said.

Listen.

[VOICES WHISPERING]

What do you hear?

[WHISPERING CONTINUES]

A melody.

We're orchestrations of carbon.

You and me.

And Jack.

And Jack.

All our destinies flying and
swimming in blood and emptiness.

Everybody's
settling in for dinner.

JACK: I'm wearing a wire.

I have sharp shooters on the
roofs of neighboring houses

with lines of sight
to all the windows.

He'll try to k*ll you in the
kitchen, for convenience.

Make it easier to
prepare the tartar.

Jack won't be easy to k*ll.

He'll be armed.

He's strong, well-trained.

We can't hesitate.

Hannibal thinks you
are his man in the room.

I think you're mine.

DR. LECTER: When the fox hears
the rabbit scream, he comes running.

But not to help.

When you hear Jack scream,
why will you come running?

When the moment comes...

When the moment comes...

BOTH: will you do
what needs to be done?

Oh, yes.

[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[SHUSHING]

See?

See?

[SNORTS]

[WHIMPERING]

BELLA: Forgiveness
is such a profound,

conscious and
unconscious state of affairs.

[WHEEZES]

You can't actually
choose to do it.

It simply happens to you.

Does forgiveness happen to you?

I died.

I'm between deaths.

The punctuation at the end of a
sentence gives meaning to every word.

Every space that preceded it.

You moved my
punctuation mark, Dr. Lecter.

You moved my meaning. [INHALES]

[WHEEZING]

[COUGHING]

I'm not here
because I want to be.

You saw to that.

I'm here

because I can't abandon Jack.

Not again.

Love and death
are the great hinges

on which all human
sympathies turn.

What we do for
ourselves dies with us.

What we do for
others, that's beyond us.

You saved me for Jack.

Will you save him, for me,

when I'm gone?

I'm going to enjoy
my resurrection.

Nothing sells better
than a survival story.

I wouldn't count us as
survivors just yet, Freddie.

I'm counting me as a survivor.

I started as a cancer editor
at a supermarket tabloid.

Cancer is very lucrative media.

Ain't that the truth?

"New Cures for Cancer,"
"Cancer Miracle Cure."

We're all desperate
for a little hope.

I want to ask you to do
something for me, Freddie.

Or rather, don't.

Don't write about Abigail.

You can write about me.

You can write about Hannibal.

But leave Abigail alone.

You really don't know if you're
going to survive him, do you?

Just let her rest in peace.

These are your notes on me.

So they are.

[THUD]

Won't your patients need
these after you're gone?

The FBI will pore over
my notes if I left them intact.

I will spare my
patients the scrutiny.

I'm dismantling who I was
and moving it brick by brick.

DR. LECTER: When we
have gone from this life,

Jack Crawford and
the FBI behind us,

I will always have this place.

In your memory palace?

My palace is vast, even
by medieval standards.

The foyer is the Norman
Chapel in Palermo.

Severe, beautiful and timeless,

with a single
reminder of mortality.

A skull, graven in the floor.

All I need is a stream.

In those moments when you
can't overcome your surroundings,

you can make it all go away.

Put my head back,

close my eyes,

wade into the
quiet of the stream.

If I'm ever apprehended,

my memory palace will serve
as more than a mnemonic system.

I will live there.

Could you be happy there?

All the palace chambers
are not lovely, light and bright.

In the vaults of our hearts
and brains, danger waits.

There are holes in
the floor of the mind.

ALANA: In the few jerky
seconds of sleep I do get,

all I see is dark swarming
behind my eyelids.

I dream darkness comes into me.

It comes and it's insidious.

Up my nose, into my ears.

I feel poisoned.

We've all been poisoned.

You saw what no one else could.

[SCOFFS]

All it took was the traumatic.

[SIGHS]

We're still in the thick of it.

We're getting
through the worst of it.

You've set some sort of trap
and you're goading Hannibal into it.

How can you be sure
he's not goading you?

I can't.

Do you know what
an imago is, Will?

WILL: It's a flying insect.

It's the last stage
of a transformation.

When you become who you will be?

It's also a term from the dead
religion of psychoanalysis.

An imago is an image of a loved
one, buried in the unconscious,

carried with us all our lives.

An ideal.

The concept of an ideal.

I have a concept of you, just
as you have a concept of me.

Neither of us ideal.

Both of us are too curious about
too many things for any ideals.

Is it ideal that Jack die?

It's necessary.

What happens to Jack
has been preordained.

We could disappear now.

Tonight.

Feed your dogs,

leave a note for Alana and
never see her or Jack again.

Almost polite.

Then this would
be our last supper.

[CHUCKLING]

Of this life.

I served lamb.

Sacrificial.

I don't need a sacrifice.

Do you?

I need him to know.

If I confess to Jack
Crawford right now...

I would forgive you.

If Jack were to tell
you all is forgiven,

would you accept
his forgiveness?

Jack isn't offering forgiveness.

He wants justice.

He wants to see you.

See who you are.

See what I've become.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

He wants the truth.

[CLICKS TONGUE]

To the truth, then.

And all its consequences.

KADE: This is entrapment, Jack.

You can't entrap someone into
committing premeditated m*rder.

Yes, you can. You're doing it.

You conspired to violate Dr. Lecter's
property and personal rights.

And for the record, the only
one involved in this investigation

we can confirm actually having
k*lled someone is Will Graham.

It was self-defense.

Hannibal Lecter is being
induced to commit m*rder

by an undercover FBI informant.

This is outrageous
government conduct.

You would never
get a conviction.

You're not thinking
clearly, Jack.

We are as close as we are ever
going to get to catching this man.

I understand that
your wife is very ill.

You're distracted.

After an inquiry, I'm putting you
on forced compassionate leave.

KADE: This is just staggering.

What are you going to
do about Hannibal Lecter?

What Jack should have done.

We've frozen his passport and
we're getting a search warrant.

Hannibal already opened
his doors to the FBI.

There won't be
physical evidence.

The only way to
catch him is in the act.

Are you saying we should
have just let Jack hang himself?

And everyone else
in his department?

No. But Will and Jack are still

your best chance
to catch Hannibal.

This man that Will Graham
k*lled in self-defense,

he was mutilated.

At a certain point, self-defense
stops. Will Graham didn't stop.

Jack Crawford sanctioned
this and then he hid it from us.

I have to believe
that Will was trying

to maintain his cover identity.

Reality doesn't go away
because you stop believing in it.

It's stubborn like that.

The reality of this situation

is Jack Crawford misused
the power of his office.

Miss. Prurnell,
they are desperate.

They are breaking the law.

I'm bringing these
men up on charges.

They're not going to stop.

That's why they're being
brought into custody.

Jack knows what you'll find.
He knows what you have to do.

That won't stop him from
doing what he has to do.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[PHONE RINGING]

[BEEPS]

Hello?

It's Alana. Is Jack with you?

No. Why?

They've issued a warrant
for your arrest, Will.

For acting as an
accessory to entrapment.

[DOGS BARKING]

And for the m*rder
of Randall Tier.

They're going to
arrest Jack as well.

Will?

Goodbye, Alana.

[PHONE RINGING]

[BEEPS]

Hello?

They know.

Hello, Jack.

You're early.

I couldn't wait to get here.

Would you care to sous-chef?

I want to thank you for
your friendship, Hannibal.

The most beautiful quality of a
true friendship is to understand

and be understood
with absolute clarity.

Then this is the clearest
moment of our friendship.

[GRUNTING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[INDISTINCT GRUNTING]

I'd like to report g*nshots.

[GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

[PANTING]

[WHIMPERING]

[THUD]

[SOFTLY] Hannibal.

[GRUNTING]

Hannibal!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Where's Jack?

[SOFTLY] In the pantry.

I was hoping you and I
wouldn't have to say goodbye.

Nothing seen nor said.

You may have found that rude.

Stop!

I was so blind.

In your defense, I worked
very hard to blind you.

You can stay blind.

You can hide from this.

Walk away.

I'll make no plans to call
on you. But if you stay,

I will k*ll you.

Be blind, Alana. Don't be brave.

[g*n CLICKS]

[GASPING]

I took your b*ll*ts.

[ALANA WHIMPERING]

I found more b*ll*ts!

[PANTING]

[SOFTLY] Abigail?

[VOICE BREAKING] I'm so sorry.

[GASPING]

This is Will Graham. I need
ERT at 5 Chandel Square.

Jack is inside.

Go.

[JACK GASPING]

[SOBBING]

Abigail?

I didn't know what else to do,
so I just did what he told me.

Where is he?

You were supposed to leave.

We couldn't leave without you.

[BREATHES DEEPLY]

[GROANING]

[GASPING]

Time did reverse.

The teacup that I
shattered did come together.

[WILL WHIMPERING]

The place was made
for Abigail in your world.

Do you understand?

That place was made
for all of us, together.

I wanted to surprise you.

And you,

you wanted to surprise me.

[WILL GRUNTING]

I let you know me.

See me.

I gave you a rare gift.

But you didn't want it.

WILL: Didn't I?

You would deny me my life.

No. No. Not your life, no.

My freedom then. You
would take that from me.

Confine me to a prison cell.

Do you believe you could change
me, the way I've changed you?

I already did.

Fate and circumstance have
returned us to this moment

when the teacup shatters.

I forgive you, Will.

Will you forgive me?

Don't.

[WHIMPERING] Don't.

DR. LECTER: Abigail, come to me.

WILL: No, no, no!

[GASPING]

[GROANING]

You can make it all go away.

Put your head back.

Close your eyes.

Wade into the
quiet of the stream.

[EXHALES]

BELLA: Hello? Jack.

[SHUDDERING]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[SPEAKING IN FRENCH]

[SIGHS]