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Hannibal

Writers: Steven Zaillian

Genres: Horror, Thriller

 










                            HANNIBAL

                          Screenplay by
                           David Mamet

                        From the Novel by
                          Thomas Harris










                                               September 8, 1999















     INT MIDWIVES OFFICE DAY.

     FAIRLY RUNDOWN OFFICE.  OLD AND DIRTY HEALTH NOTICES TACKED
     TO A BULLETIN BOARD.  "COMMON SENSE FOR NURSING MOTHERS,"
     ET CETERA.

     A LOWER-CLASS WOMAN, PREGNANT, WITH A SMALL CHILD IN TOW,
     OPENS THE DOOR, AND ENTERS.  SHE IS SWELTERING, AND MOPS
     HER BROW AS SHE WALKS TO THE REGISTRATION DESK.

                          MOTHER
                It's hotter inside than it is outside...
                with the air conditioning.

                          REGISTRAR
                Would you sign in here, please..?  You know,
                we're closing in half an...

                          MOTHER
                I just came to drop off my payment....

     SHE DROPS AN ENVELPE ON THE DESK.

     AS SHE LEAVES WE SEE THE DOOR OPEN, AND THE DREARY SUBURBAN
     SPRAWL PARKING LOT BEHIND.  CAMERA PANS HER PAST CLARICE
     STARLING, WHO IS SITTING, VERY HOT AND PREGNANT, ON A
     BENCH.  THE MOTHER EXITS, AND EVELDA DRUMGO, A VERY BEAUTIFUL
     AFRICAN AMERICAN WOMAN, HOLDING A NEWBORN, ENTERS.  SHE
     LOOKS AROUND, GOES TO THE REGISTRAR, AND SIGNS IN.

                          REGISTRAR
                ...that'll just be a minute.

     DRUMGO SITS, SHE AND STARLING EXCHANGE A LOOK.

     BEAT.

                          STARLING
                S'hotter inside than it is outside...even
                with the air conditioning.
                    (SHE LOOKS AT HER WATCH, THEN
                     UP AT THE WALLCLOCK.)

                          DRUMGO
                You nervous...?

                          STARLING
                Evone tells me:  I shoulda been in, fi,
                six, months ago.... thizz my first
                checkup.

                          DRUMGO
                Gonna be fine.  You ask your momma.

     STARLING MUTTERS.

                          DRUMGO (cont'd)
                ...what...?

                          STARLING
                ....I didn't realize I said it out
                loud.

                          DRUMGO
                Said what?

                          STARLING
                I'm an orphan. 

                          DRUMGO
                Well, then, you're a lucky girl, cause
                that baby's gone to be your family.
                    (TO THE RECEPTIONIST) 
                ...I've got an appointment....

     THE RECEPTIONIST IS GONE, DRUMGO GOES TO PEER OVER THE
     RECEPTION DESK. 

     ANGLE ON STARLING 

                          STARLING 
                That is a lovely thing to say. 

                          DRUMGO
                Waal... 

                          STARLING 
                It gets, um... it gets so lonely sometime. 

                          DRUMGO 
                    (SITS.  COMFORTS THE CHILD)
                What'd you say, hon...? 

                          STARLING 
                I said sometime it gets so... 

                          DRUMGO 
                Well, don't you worry, cause that baby's
                gone take care of that.

     SHE BRUSHES BACK THE HAIR FROM THE SIDE OF HER FACE.

     ANGLE INS.

     ON A BARRETTE IN HER HAIR.  WHICH WE SEE BEARS A SMALL 
     MICROPHONE. 

     ANGLE ON STARLING, AS SHE HITCHES HERSELF UP IN HER SEAT,
     AS IF TO FIND A COMFORTABLE POSITION.

     ANGLE INSERT. 

     ON THE BACK OF HER DRESS.  WHERE WE SEE THE PRINT OF A
     SQUARE BOX, AS STARLING'S HAND MANIPULATE A SMALL KNOT
     THROUGH THE DRESS.  NEXT TO IT WE SEE THE PRINT OF A
     PISTOL UNDER THE DRESS.

     ANGLE 

     ON STARLING AND DRUMGO.

     STARLING, AS SHE FIDDLES WITH THE BARRETTE ONCE AGAIN.

                          STARLING (cont'd) 
                I wonder if you could just, sit down, 
                talk with me a moment... 

     ANGLE XCU ON STARLING, HOLDING THE BARRETTE, AS SHE SPEAKS TO
     DRUMGO. 

                          STARLING (cont'd) 
                Cause, you know, I'm sitting here all
                alone.  Do you know what I mean?
                    (PAUSE) 
                Cause I feel it's getting late for 
                me... do you know...?  That I've Waited
                Too Long... 

     ANGLE ON DRUMGO, AS SHE STANDS IN THE EMPTY RECEPTION AREA,
     AND LOOKS AT IT AND THEN BACK TO STARLING . 

                          DRUMGO
                    (PAUSE) 
                Waited too long, hon...?
                    (PAUSE) 
                    (SHE LOOKS AT STARLING ) 

                          STARLING 
                How's your child? 

     STARLING STANDS, AND MOVES TO LOOK OUT OF THE WINDOW.

     ANGLE XCU ON DRUMGO, AS SHE LOOKS AT STARLING.

     ANGLE, HER POV 

     THE DRESS, STUCK BY SWEAT, TO STARLING'S BACK, REVEALS THE 
     PISTOL AND TRANSMITTER.

     ANGLE 

     ON STARLING, AS SHE SITS DOWN AGAIN.

                          DRUMGO
                ...what? 

                          STARLING 
                I said how's your baby...? 

                          DRUMGO 
                You want to hold him...? 

                          STARLING
                Waal... 

                          DRUMGO 
                'bout time you learned... 

     SHE HANDS THE BABY TO STARLING. 

     SHE GOES INTO THE CHILD'S DIAPERBAG AND TAKES OUT A PISTOL,
     AND LEVELS IT AT STARLING, AS SHE MOVES TO LOOK OUT THE
     WINDOW. 

                          DRUMGO (cont'd) 
                ...where's your friends...? 

     SHE MOVES TO STARLING, AND FRISKS HER, AND REMOVES HER
     PISTOL, AND THE TRANSMITTER FROM THE BELT AT HER BACK... 

                          DRUMGO (cont'd) 
                ...you're here all by yourself, honey.... 

                          STARLING
                Give it up, Evelda.

                          DRUMGO 
                Well, you know my name, honey, but I
                don't know yours... 

                          STARLING
                Give it up. 

                          DRUMGO
                Hey, you know, I never thought of
                that... 

     SHE STARTS GETTING INTO THE NURSES GARB. 

                          DRUMGO (cont'd) 
                Ain't this a picture, though, cause you
                know you ain't the first girl, ever got
                lef, in a position, waiting at the 
                doctor's.  You can't trust men, child,
                don't you know that.... old as you
                are...? 

     SHE WALKS BACK TOWARD STARLING, SCOOPS UP HER CHILD, PEEKS
     OUT THE WINDOW, AND STARTS FOR THE DOOR. 

                          DRUMGO (cont'd) 
                Cause, see, they'll always let you down.
                Terrible thing, to do to an orphan... 

     SHE LEANS BACK TOWARD STARLING, GRABS HER HAIR, AND PULLS HER
     BACK AND KISSES HER ON THE LIPS, AND RETIRES AND EXITS.

     ANGLE 

     ON STARLING, AS SHE LOOKS OUT OF THE WINDOW.  AT A CAR, WHICH
     IS IN THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT, IT ACCELERATES, AND
     SCREECHES UP TO THE DOOR, AND EVELDA, CARRYING HER CHILD,
     GETS IN TO THE STILL MOVING CAR, WHICH STARTS TO TAKE OFF.

     ANGLE EXT THE MIDWIVES CENTER.

     STARLING, CROUCHING AT THE DOOR, RETRIEVES A BACKUP WEAPON
     FROM HER ANKLE HOLSTER.  SHE EMERGES FROM THE DOORWAY. 

     ANGLE 

     IN THE PARKING LOT, DRUMGO AND CHILD, GETTING HAULED INTO 
     THE CAR.  A FIGURE IN THE BACKSEAT OF THE CAR, SHOOTING OVER
     THE ROOF, APACHE STYLE, FIRES AT STARLING, AS THE CAR PEALS
     OUT OF THE PARKINGLOT.

     STARLING TAKES COVER.

     BEAT. 

     STARLING, ALONE, WALKS INTO THE NOW EMPTY PARKINGLOT.  SHE
     SITS ON A LOW CONCRETE DIVIDER.  HOLD.  A VAN PULLS IN. 
     FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER CAR, AND TEN SWAT CLAD COPS PILE OUT,
     AND APPROACH STARLING.

     STARLING SLOWLY LOOKS UP. 

                          STARLING 
                ....where were you...? 
                    (SHE LOOKS AT HER WATCH. ) 

                          SWAT OFFICER 
                    (AS SEVERAL OTHER OFFICERS
                     MOVE INTO THE MIDWIVES
                     CENTER.) 
                ...we, we didn't hear the go-ahead. 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS SHE HANDS HIM THE SMALL
                     RADIO TRANSMITTER) 
                Yeah, well, you didn't get it cause your
                radio went dead.  The backup plan was,
                17.45, you guys are the Cavalry... 

     SHE GETS UP AND WALKS AWAY FROM THE DOORSTEP, TO A SEDAN,
     WHICH IS PULLING UP.  AS SHE GOES, SHE TAKES OFF THE FAKE
     BELLY SHE HAS BEEN WEARING.

     ANOTHER SWAT AGENT TAKES THE RADIO AND LOOKS AT IT.

                          SECOND SWAT OFFICER 
                ...what'd you do, sweat it out, short 
                out the leads...?  Got a little hot in
                there.....? 

     SHE FLINGS THE FAKE STOMACH AT HIM.

                          SECOND SWAT OFFICER (cont'd) 
                ...what happened to Right to Life...?
                    (HE LAUGHS) 

     STARLING ROUNDS ON HIM, HITS HIM SEVERAL TIMES, AND THROWS
     HIM TO THE GROUND.

                          STARLING 
                What happened to Right to Life?  What 
                happened to right to my life...?  I'm in
                there, carrying the mail for all you 
                drugstore cowboys, si'in in a van playin
                with each other's Velcro... 
                    (THE OFFICER STARTS TO GET UP) 
                You wanna get up, you wanna get up?
                Here I am... 

     TWO FBI TYPES GET OUT OF THE NEWLY ARRIVED SEDAN. 

                          FBI TYPE
                What happened to the girl...? 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS SHE GETS INTO THE SEDAN)
                Get me out of here... 

     INT CONFERENCE ROOM FBI HEADQUARTERS DAY. 

     STARLING IS NOW DRESSED IN A T-SHIRT AND JEANS.  SHE HAS
     CLEANED HERSELF UP.  KRENDLER, A CLEAN-CUT STUDENT COUNCIL
     TYPE AROUND FORTY IS HOLDING FORTH.  AROUND THE CONFERENCE
     TABLE ARE THE FATHERLY JACK CRAWFORD, AND VARIOUS OTHER
     POLITICOS. 

     KRENDLER GESTURES AT THE TABLE, WHICH HOLDS THE BURNT OUT
     RECEIVER, THE FAKE "PREGNANT" STOMACH WORN BY STARLING, 
     AND A PHOTO, HE HOLDS THE PHOTO.  WE SEE IT IS DRUMGO, A
     SURVEILLANCE PHOTO. 

                          KRENDLER 
                And you let her get away. 

                          STARLING 
                Sir, with all due respect.... 

                          CRAWFORD 
                Just a moment.  Starling didn't... 

                          KRENDLER 
                Well, well, well, well, well, she went 
                in there, to apprehend a Dangerous Felon.
                Went in there with her gun, Came out,
                without the Felon, without the gun... 

     STARLING STARTS TO SPEAK, AND CRAWFORD STILLS HER. 

                          CRAWFORD 
                I had... one moment, I had an agent in
                there, waiting for backup from... 

                          KRENDLER 
                ...she couldn't act on her own..?  Where 
                is the FBI's vaunted Initiative, where..? 

                          STARLING
                Sir: 

                          CRAWFORD 
                Shut up, Starling... 

                          STARLING 
                I could have acted on my own.  I was
                told... 

                          CRAWFORD 
                Starling, I've ordered you to shut... 

                          STARLING 
                ..I was instructed that this was a 
                Joint Task Force, the FBI, BATF, and the
                Mayor's Special... 

                          KRENDLER 
                You find something objectionable to
                working in partnership with.... 

                          STARLING 
                Sir, I'm in Law Enforcement, I was out
                there, dealing with an armed and
                dangerous... 

                          KRENDLER 
                You were given backup....

                          STARLING 
                THEN WHERE WAS IT?  I'm sent out 
                there... I'm told that the arrest must
                be a joint... 

                          KRENDLER
                I'm saying: ... and what's wrong with that. 

                          STARLING 
                And I'm telling you:  You wanna throw a 
                Birthday Party:  Every kid gets a Chance
                to Play, that's fine, but... 

                          KRENDLER
                No, I don't get you... 

                          STARLING 
                Due respect, you don't, sir, your 
                precious Joint Operation.  FBI, ATF, DC
                SWAT, it's alphabet soup, we don't have
                the same Radio Freqs, we don't... 

                          KRENDLER 
                Oh, is this your political position,
                you're opposed to Joint... 

                          STARLING 
                I'm opposed to being part, Your Rainbow
                Coalition.  Evelda Drumgo?  I could of 
                took her down in a snap of the fingers--
                But-- I'm out there, and my Rules of 
                Engagement...

                          MAYOR'S REP 
                The Rainbow Coalition, what is that,
                excuse me... 

                          KRENDLER 
                And what are you, our Token Woman? 

                          STARLING 
                I don't mind being the token woman, what 
                I'm suggesting, send me out there with a
                token man... who are these Warriors, 
                Ľour cobbled together Strike Force?  I'm
                in the room with a fugitive felon... 

                          CRAWFORD
                Starling...? 

                          STARLING 
                One moment, and they're at the Seven- 
                Eleven.  They botched the fallback plan,
                they... 

                          KRENDLER 
                And, fine, alright, and fine... what are
                youdoing, this whole time? 

                          STARLING 
                Sir, I was, as instructed, waiting for
                the Arrival of the Strike Force.
                    {PAUSE) 

                          CRAWFORD
                I think that's... 
                    {HE STARTS TO RISE, AND THE 
                     MEETING BEGINS TO BREAK UP)
                Starling, I'm sure these gentlemen... 

                          KRENDLER 
                And how did she get close enough to
                disarm you?

     ANGLE TIGHT ON STARLING, AS SHE BEGINS TO EXIT, MUTTERING.

                          STARLING 
                ...spend some time on the streets.  Ask 
                me then...

                          KRENDLER 
                Thank you, that's not responsive.  How
                did our Miss Drumgo get... 

     ANGLE EXT THE CONFERENCE ROOM.  A CORRIDOR AT FBI HQ.
     VARIOUS MEMORABILIA IN GLASS CASES, GLASS CASES HOLDING
     FIREARMS.  STARLING AND CRAWFORD EXIT.  AS THEY DO, A GROUP
     OF TWENTY MEN AND WOMEN WEARING NAMETAGS WALKS BY,
     ESCORTED BY A GUIDE. 

     ONE GOOD-LOOKING MEDITERRANEAN TYPE (PAZZI) TRIES TO LOOK
     AT STARLING AS THE GROUP GOES PAST. 

     ANGLE CU ON PAZZI. 

     WE SEE HIM, AND READ THE NAMETAG.  (C. PAZZI.
     INTERNATIONAL POLICE ACADEMY.  ITALY) . 

                          GUIDE 
                    (VO)
                ....a compendium of the Bureau's most
                celebrated cases.  Which you have in
                your Course Study Guide.  Now;  This
                afternoon... 

     ANGLE, ON THE GROUP AS THEY OPEN THEIR BLUE COURSE STUDY
     GUIDE. 

     STARLING AND CRAWFORD TURN A CORNER.  PAZZI LOOKING AFTER
     THEM, HE THEN, RELUCTANTLY, TURNS AWAY, BACK TO THE GROUP
     HE IS PART OF.

     ANGLE ON STARLING AND CRAWFORD, AS THEY DRAW AWAY FROM THE
     CONFERENCE ROOM GROUP. 

                          CRAWFORD
                    (SOTTO) 
                ...how'd you let her get that close to 
                you...? 

     IN THE B.G. WE SEE AN AIDE COME UP TO KRENDLER, AND HAND
     HIM A FILE.  STARLING WAVES OFF CRAWFORD'S QUESTION. 

                          CRAWFORD (cont' d) 
                ...how'd she get next to you? 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS IF TEARING OFF THE 
                     BANDAID )
                ...she gave me her baby. 

     KRENDLER, AND THE AID WALK TOWARD CRAWFORD.  THE AIDE
     WHISPERS SOMETHING TO KRENDLER. 

                          KRENDLER
                    (TO CRAWFORD) 
                She threw a punch at a man on the team. 

                          CRAWFORD 
                Well, you know, that happens, on the
                street. 

                          KRENDLER 
                What is that supposed to mean...? 

                          CRAWFORD 
                I think its meaning is clear. 

                          KRENDLER 
                What, you're saying she was overwrought. 

                          CRAWFORD
                That could be. 

                          KRENDLER 
                Because that's understandable, because.
                She blew the raid. 

                          CRAWFORD 
                She was there, alone, sir, she was in a
                burning building, waiting for your folks
                to come through the wall.  And... 

     STARLING STARTS AWAY, IN DISGUST. 

                          KRENDLER 
                One moment, I'm not done with you...
                    (TO CRAWFORD, AS KRENDLER 
                     MOTIONS HIS AIDE TO HAND HIM
                     A FILE) 
                Give him the file... 

                          AIDE 
                I thought it was going to go down the 
                line, to.... 

                          KRENDLER 
                No, no, no, I want the girl to do it... 

     THEY GO INTO A HUDDLE, AND STARLING MOVES AWAY, WAITING.
     SHE LOOKS AROUND, AND SHE AND WE DISCOVER SHE IS STANDING
     IN FRONT OF THE "LECHTERIANA" SECTION OF THE FBI DISPLAY.
     THE GUIDE IS ADDRESSING THE VISITING FOREIGN COPS.

                          GUIDE 
                Of the apprehension of Hannibal 
                Lechter.  Here we have a WANTED poster... 

     AS THE GUIDE SPEAKS WE CUT BETWEEN STARLING, HOPING TO HEAR
     HER FATE, AND THE MEN TALKING ABOUT HER. 

                          GUIDE (cont'd) 
                    (VO)
                Offered by an Unnamed Source, Three 
                million Dollars for information leading
                to the apprehension of Hannibal Lechter.
                It is, of course, a bounty poster, the
                only one of its kind, it was never 
                distributed, the contact number was
                disconnected, and the trail of the 
                person offering the reward was covered
                so skillfully, that... 

                          PAZZI
                    (VO) 
                    (IN A CULTURED ATTRACTIVE
                     ITALIAN ACCENT) 
                ...would you be so kind...? 

     STARLING TURNS TO PAZZI, HOLDING A CAMERA. SHE HESITATES,
     THEN REALIZES HE WANTS HER TO TAKE HIS PHOTO IN FRONT OF THE
     POSTER. 

                          STARLING
                Yeah, sure.

     PAZZI MOVES IN FRONT OF THE POSTER.  WE SEE THE REFLECTION
     IN THE GLASS FRONTING THE POSTER, AND STARLING MOVES TO
     ELIMINATE IT . 

                          GUIDE
                    (VO) 
                ....Of the Hannibal Lechter Case. 
                Lechter is, as you know, still at 
                large.  Here we see the implements used
                in his escape from Prison.  If you will
                turn to your course syllabus, Page....

     ANGLE 

     ON STARLING, AND THE GUIDE, BEYOND HER, AS THE STUDENTS
     AGAIN TAKE UP THEIR BLUE BOOKS, AND TURN TO THE PAGE
     INDICATED BY THE GUIDE.

     PAZZI COMES BACK TO STARLING. 

     SHE HANDS HIM THE CAMERA. 

                          PAZZI
                ....a lovely perfume... 

                          STARLING
                Glad you like it. 

                          GUIDE 
                    (HE TAKES US TO A DISPLAY OF
                     A PHOTOGRAPH OF LECHTER'S
                     HAND, WHICH SHOWS SIX 
                     FINGERS, AND AN X-RAY, 
                     WHICH, SIMILARLY SHOWS SIX
                     FINGERS.) 
                ....of Dr. Lechter's left hand.  His left
                hand, which had a sixth, vestigial,
                fully formed sixth finger.  You would
                think that a man with a mark so easily
                identifiable, would... 

     THE GUIDE SPOTS STARLING.

                          GUIDE (cont'd) 
                ...and, speaking of the Lechter Case. 

     THE GUIDE MOVES, AS IF TO INCLUDE STARLING IN THE TOUR.
     ANGLE ON STARLING WHO GIVES THE GUIDE THE WAVE OFF.
     STARLING RETREATS AS THE GUIDE CHANGES GEARS.

                          GUIDE (cont'd) 
                And, speaking of the Lechter case, I 
                would like to complete our tour of the
                gallery with three other instances of 
                Criminals Still At Large.  To complete
                our tour, and....
                    (HE CHECKS HIS NOTES) 
                Oh, and to complete your Course of
                ..Study, by...

     WE SEE THE GROUP OF KRENDLER, CRAWFORD, ET ALL, BREAK UP, 
     AND BEGIN TO MOVE TOWARD STARLING.  SHE APPROACHES THEM,
     TO HEAR THEIR NEWS.

                          KRENDLER
                    (TO CRAWFORD) 
                Your girl's a menace.  Here, givver 
                this... Getter off the street and teach
                her some humility.
                    (OF THE FILE)

                          CRAWFORD
                    (LOOKING AT THE FILE)
                I don't think so... 

                          KRENDLER 
                Well, then, you have insufficient 
                information.  I'm grateful for this
                opportunity to set you straight. 

     HE LEAVES CRAWFORD LOOKING AT THE FILE, AND WALKS OFF,
     TOWARD STARLING, WHO LOOKS HIM IN THE EYE, AS HE PASSES.
     HOLD. 

                          KRENDLER (cont'd) 
                    (TO STARLING, IN PASSING) 
                Yeah, get on to your sea-daddy, 
                Starling.  Old as you are... ain't you 
                ashamed, still lookin' for your Pappy...?

     STARLING WALKS UP TO CRAWFORD, WHO IS LOOKING AT THE FILE. 

                          CRAWFORD 
                ...what has he got against you? 

                          STARLING 
                Why would you say that?  Because he sent
                me in there to be killed...?
                    (OF FILE)
                What is this...?

                          CRAWFORD 
                ...what's he got against you? 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS SHE TAKES THE FILE)
                    (ABSENTLY) 
                He once made me an improper suggestion. 

     INT GYMNASIUM DAY 

     JOHN BRIGHAM, A BUFF AND ROUGH AND TOUGH MARINE TYPE, IS
     LECTURING TO A GROUP OF RECRUITS.

                          BRIGHAM 
                Big man, little man... Fair fight, the 
                good Big Man's gonna win.  But we don't
                mean to send you out there to fight
                fair... 

     BRIGHAM LOOKS UP.  ANGLE HIS POV.  A DOOR IN THE BACK OF A
     SMALL RAISED BLEACHER SECTION OPENS, AND STARLING COMES IN,
     HOLDING THE FILE, SHE LOOKS DOWN TOWARD BRIGHAM. 

     ANGLE 

     ON BRIGHAM, AS HE NODS AT STARLING, AND THEN RETURNS TO
     ADDRESS HIS GROUP OF STUDENTS.

                          BRIGHAM (cont'd) 
                And, in a gunfight, what just happened 
                to the Big Man?  He's at a disadvantage.
                Inney? 

     HE MOVES TO THE GROUP OF STUDENTS, AND APPROACHES A RATHER
     LARGE YOUNG MAN.

                          BRIGHAM (cont'd)
                Stand up. 
                    (THE MAN DOES SO, AND TAKES
                     HIS PLACE ON THE MAT, IN FRONT
                     OF BRIGHAM) 
                Big man, now, he's just a bigger target.
                Let's turn it around.  Pull your
                sidearm. 
                    (THE YOUNG RECRUIT TAKES OUT A
                     BRIGHT YELLOW, OBVIOUSLY
                     RUBBER PISTOL FROM HIS
                     HOLSTER) 

     ANGLE ON STARLING, AS SHE PERUSES THE FILE.  SHE SHAKES HER
     HEAD IN DISGUST.  SHE LOOKS DOWN AT BRIGHAM AND MOUTHS, "I 
     NEED TO SEE YOU..."

     ANGLE, ON BRIGHAM, ON THE MAT, ADDRESSING THE PUPIL, HE NODS 
     BACK, AT STARLING, AND TOUCHES HIS WATCH, AND MIMES, "LATER,
     FOR DRINKS." 

                          BRIGHAM (cont'd)
                    (TO THE STUDENT)
                Now, an arrest?  You aim to shoot me, or
                you just playing show and tell.  You
                don't want to shoot me, you just deprived 
                yourself of one of your hands.  You fool,
                I got two hands, you got one.  So: 
                what's the gun good for?  Force?  No. 
                It's good for control.  You can control
                through force, but you can also control
                through....

     ANGLE, ON STARLING, AS SHE EXITS, THROUGH THE BACK OF THE 
     GYM. 

     ANGLE.  HOLD ON BRIGHAM, ADDRESSING THE STUDENT, WHO LOOKS
     OVER HIS SHOULDER TOWARD THE DIRECTION OF BRIGHAM'S GAZE.

                          BRIGHAM (cont'd) 
                Misdirection....
                    (HE MOVES TO THE STUDENT AND
                     THROWS HIM TO THE GROUND) 
                Misdirection, My Friend.  You're pointing 
                a gun at me, looking in the 
                oth'direction, WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK
                YOU ARE...? 

     ANGLE, ON STARLING, BACK IN THE CORRIDOR, AS SHE OPENS THE
     FILE, AND LOOKS AT IT AGAIN, AND SHAKES HER HEAD. 

     INT PSYCHIATRIST'S OFFICE DAY. 

     STARLING IS TALKING TO A MIDDLE AGED WOMAN.

                          WOMAN
                    (PSYCHIATRIST) 
                ..that you went into police work to
                control your rage....

     STARLING STARTS TO LAUGH.

                          STARLING 
                Well, that would be a poor choice,
                wouldn't it... 

                          PSYCHIATRIST
                Tell me why...? 

                          STARLING 
                    (SHAKES HER HEAD, STILL
                     LAUGHING) 
                I'm sorry, I don't mean to be impolite. 
                Because, you know, you can't understand. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST
                Then tell me. 

                          STARLING 
                Well, you know, you know, you know, the
                point is:  I can't tell you.  Cause you 
                haven't been there.  You haven't done it.
                And that's all there is. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                    (PAUSE.  SHE CHECKS HER NOTES) 
                ...and to have done it, means, can mean 
                to accept, not only danger, but 
                betrayal...?

                          STARLING
                ....that's right. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                ..and humiliation?  What is this new 
                job they've...? 

                          STARLING 
                No.  That's right.  That's all part of
                it. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                Then, that being so, why is today 
                special?  Why have you come back to see 
                me?  Is it that new file they gave you? 

                          STARLING
                I don't think so. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                Then what brings you back? 

                          STARLING 
                I don't know.  Do you know...? 

                          PSYCHIATRIST
                Yes.  I think I do. 
                    (PAUSE.  STARLING LOOKS AT
                     HER, AS IF TO SAY, THEN,
                     PLEASE, REVEAL IT)
                I think it is a phrase you used with
                that woman.  You told her you were an
                orphan.
                    (STARLING STARTS SHAKING HER
                     HEAD) 
                You used, to your mind, your most 
                private fears.

                          STARLING
                ...no...

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                ...you called up memories of your father
                to... 

                          STARLING 
                ...no... 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                ...barter with her.  To appeal to her,
                and you feel that... 

                          STARLING 
                No, I don't think so...

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                It is you who have betrayed... 

                          STARLING
                ...no. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                Your father.  It is not they, who... 

                          STARLING
                Well, no... 
                    (SHE LOOKS AT HER WATCH) 
                That's... I appreciate your help, but...
                    (SHE RISES) 

     INT COPBAR NIGHT.

     STARLING IS DRINKING WITH ARDELIA MAPP, A CONTEMPORARY, AND
     ARDELIA'S BOYFRIEND, JIM.  THERE ARE VARIOUS EMPTY BOTTLES
     IN FRONT OF THEM.

     STARLING IS LOOKING DOWN AT THE FILE WE SAW EARLIER, AND
     SCOWLING. 

     MAPP AND JIM LOOK ON.  A WAITRESS COMES BY. 

                          MAPP 
                You want another drink, honey...? 

                          STARLING 
                I want the same drink.  Cause it did me
                good... but I already drunk it, so,
                barring that, yes, I would like another. 

     THE WAITRESS EXITS. 

                          STARLING (cont'd) 
                B'cause it's one of the few things, in
                the world, which are effective
                an'predictable. 

                          MAPP 
                What's that, Baby?

                          STARLING
                Alcohol.  Where both its life-enhancing 
                And its life destroying qualities...
                    (SOUND OF CHEERING, THEY LOOK
                     TO THE SIDE) 
                ...not unlike some Hindu God... 

     MAPP PICKS UP THE FILE, AND LOOKS AT IT.

                          MAPP 
                I guess the only thing is Suck it
                Up... 

                          STARLING 
                Well.  Excellent... I'm... 

     THERE IS A SOUND OF RENEWED CHEERING, AND HEADS TURN.

     ANGLE THEIR POV.

     A TABLE OF THE "INTERNATIONAL POLICE SCHOOL" STUDENTS, 
     DRINKING, AND WEARING "GIMME CAPS," WHICH ARE PASSED OUT BY
     AN ARRIVING JOHN BRIGHAM.

     ANGLE. 

     BRIGHAM, BEING CONGRATULATED AND THANKED BY THE VARIOUS
     FOREIGN COPS. 

     BRIGHAM PASSES OUT CAPS WHICH ARE BLAZONED "FBI ACADEMY,
     QUANTICO, VIRGINIA."

     WE SEE BRIGHAM NOTICE STARLING, ET AL, AND EXCUSE HIMSELF.

     ONE OF THE FOREIGN COPS CALLS AFTER HIM. 

                          FOREIGN COP
                Semper Fi.

                          BRIGHAM 
                ...truer words were never spoken... 

     CAMERA TAKES HIM TO THE STARLING TABLE, WHERE STARLING,
     DRUNK, IS LOOKING THROUGH THE FILE.

                          STARLING 
                Our Mister Frendler to, to, to humiliate
                me, though.... 

                          MAPP 
                What else's he goin to do with his day,
                he can't work, and he won't steal... 

     BRIGHAM SITS, AND KISSES STARLING. 

                          STARLING
                Oh baby, oh baby....

                          BRIGHAM 
                Bad beat today. 

                          STARLING 
                Hey, I'm fine.  Whaddizit, you, how's
                your day, our gallant International
                Neighbors...? 

                          MAPP 
                Look what they put her on... 

     SHE TAKES THE FILE FROM STARLING AND HANDS IT TO BRIGHAM.

                          STARLING 
                No, that is code-word material, that's 
                what that is....

     ANGLE ON BRIGHAM AS HE PICKS UP THE FILE. IT CONTAINS A 
     CATALOGUE FROM AN AUCTION HOUSE, AND WE READ:  FROM A
     COLLECTOR:  DRAWINGS AND SKETCHES BY HANNIBAL LECHTER:
     THESE NEVER-BEFORE OFFERED ITEMS WERE ORIGINALLY IN THE HIGH-
     SECURITY CELL OF THE MASS KILLER... (ETC.) 

     AND, BELOW, WE SEE VARIOUS ARCHITECTURAL SKETCHES.

     ANGLE ON STARLING, BRIGHAM, AND SO FORTH.

                          MAPP 
                They got her cleaning out the privvies. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                    (OF THE AUCTION CATALOGUE)
                What does this mean?

                          MAPP
                Slap her wrist, they got her, chasing
                down the auction houses, drawings of
                Mr.Lechter, come up for sale. 

                          BRIGHAM
                Why's she chasing'em down...? 

                          MAPP
                Find out:  is he selling'em, he needs the
                money, o'r'izzey buying them, f'Old Times
                sake... 

                          BRIGHAM 
                That's weak.  The man's long gone, he's
                not coming back, buy up a drawing... 

                          STARLING 
                No, but that is the Will of the 
                Institution.  To instill a proper 
                Probity, Humility, deference, in the 
                prideful Individual.....COULD I, DOES
                ANYONE THINK, HAVE ANOTHER BEER...? 

                          JIM 
                This Jackal Krendler, trine a shame
                her, cause they botched the raid. 

                          BRIGHAM
                Evelda Drumgo.

                          STARLING 
                COULD I GET A DRINK,
                    (TO BRIGHAM) 
                N'I don't care, you see, what all they 
                got me doin, for I'd rather be doin' 
                makework, than be doin' pub'l'relations
                with THE DIRTY DOZEN, one Hispanic, one
                Librarian, one Jew, and One from Column
                A, and One from Column...
                    (A DRINK IS SET BEFORE HER,
                     SHE REACHES FOR IT.  SHE
                     LOOKS UP.)
                Thank you.

     PAZZI IS BRINGING HER A BEER.

                          PAZZI 
                An Honor.  Carlo Pazzi....

                          STARLING 
                No, y'know, I never doubted it... 

                          PAZZI 
                You were kind enough, today, to take my
                photograph. 

                          STARLING 
                Well, that's you see, what I am, kind
                and feeling. 

                          MAPP 
                You should get Married.

                          STARLING
                That's what I should do.  Tell me why? 

                          MAPP 
                Because, baby, you're looking to find 
                love in an institution, that's your only
                chance.... 

                          STARLING 
                Yeah, but who would marry friendless
                me... 
                    (TO PAZZI) 
                Howabout you, Romeo...? 

                          PAZZI 
                    (SHOWS HIS WEDDING RING)
                ...sadly... 

                          STARLING
                Hey, lost again. 

                          PAZZI 
                But perhaps, there is some, some less
                radical solution. 

                          STARLING 
                I'm sure there is, but my young Friend
                here, would kill you. 
                    (SHE GESTURES AT BRIGHAM) 

                          PAZZI 
                His feelings do him honor.  And I have 
                come, simply, to pay my respects to the 
                great Clarice Starling... 
                    (HE BENDS OVER TO KISS HER 
                     HAND.) 

                          STARLING 
                The great and beautiful... 

                          PAZZI 
                Is it necessary to say of the sea 
                that it is salt, that the stars are far,
                that... 

                          STARLING 
                No,I get it, this is my Cavalier.  This
                gents my Italian Knight.  Take this...
                    (SHE REMOVES A SCARF FROM HER
                     NECK AND HANDS IT TO HIM) 
                For this shall be my gage, and you can
                take it into battle. 

                          PAZZI
                Thank you. 

                          STARLING 
                Or clear your windshield with it. 

                          PAZZI 
                     (SMELLS THE NECKERCHIEF)
                ...what a lovely perfume.

                          STARLING
                Waal, you c'n only get it in one shop in
                Alexandria Virginia, n'that's where I'm 
                going, cause I'm goin home, f'i can get
                n'y'one, Of That Nature, to take her
                there... 

                          BRIGHAM 
                C'mon, pal. 

                          STARLING 
                All y'got to do is ask... 
                    (SHE REACHES FOR HER PURSE,
                     AND KNOCKS THE FILE OFF OF
                     THE TABLE) 

     ANGLE INS.

     IT FALLS TO THE FLOOR, WE SEE VARIOUS AUCTION CATALOGUES,
     AND AN X-RAY OF A HUMAN HAND.  PAZZI STOOPS AND GATHERS THE
     FILE UP.

     BRIGHAM TAKES THE FILE, AND STARLING TAKES IT FROM HIM.

     ANGLE IN.

     WE SEE A DRAWING OF WHAT APPEARS TO BE A STATUARY.  A 
     LION'S HEAD, THE LION HOLDING A BIRD IN ITS MOUTH.

     ANGLE ON STARLING AS SHE HOLDS THE DRAWING.

                          STARLING 
                ...this one is my favorite.  It has not
                title.  They should call it "fetch,"
                whaddaya think...?

                          PAZZI
                I know it well. 

                          STARLING
                Do you.  What does that mean? 

                          PAZZI 
                It is a gravestone in the cemetery of
                ______ in my native Florence. 

     MAPP LOOKS AT THE PICTURES IN THE CATALOGUE.

                          MAPP 
                Yeah, we got all sort of "funeray 
                Sculpture," here, I guess they mean
                statues in Graveyards.  Brazil, the Tomb
                of Karl Marx, London, Here's one in
                Scandinavia... 

                          PAZZI 
                Florence, as you may not know, is famed
                for... 

                          STARLING 
                Yeah, I'm sure it's famed for lotsa
                things, and you're one'a'them... 

                          PAZZI 
                ...but:  this particular statue... 

     STARLING DOWNS A BEER, AS BRIGHAM BEARS HER AWAY. 

                          STARLING 
                Waal, you hold fast to that thought, as
                I'm sure, that's a "clue"...

                          PAZZI 
                ....this is perhaps an inappropriate 
                time... but, I would like to say, it is
                an honor to meet the Woman who solved
                the celebrated Hannibal Lechter... 

                          STARLING 
                I din't solve it, I didn't 'solve it'.  I
                just sat a dance out with him.  Facts,
                facts, facts.  Facts, close the case,
                cavalier. 

                          PAZZI
                ...a case, so, so fascinating, so...

     STARLING SURREPTITIOUSLY SIGNALS BRIGHAM THAT HE MAY REMOVE PAZZI. 

                          BRIGHAM
                It was all of that, SON... 

                          PAZZI 
                ..what makes a man ... what makes him...
                Eat Human Flesh...? 

                          STARLING 
                Yeah, well, they solved that:  turns
                out, he'uz a cannibal... 

                          MAPP 
                Show'm the FBI Handshake... 

                          STARLING 
                I am no going to show you the secret
                handshake! 
                    (SHE STARTS TO STAND) 

                          BRIGHAM 
                    (AS HE LEADS PAZZI OFF) 
                C'mon, pal, I'm gone to buy you a
                drink... 

     HE WALKS PAZZI OFF, STUFFING SOME MONEY IN PAZZI'S JACKET
     POCKET. 

     HE LEAVES PAZZI AMONG HIS FOREIGN COHORTS.

     ANGLE ON MAPP, STARLING, AND JIM, AT THEIR TABLE.

                          MAPP 
                Yeah, well, it's a raw wound, innit, 
                you're gonna bump it, every time you
                turn around... but you know what the
                trick is...? 

                          STARLING 
                ...not to turn around. 

     BRIGHAM RETURNS, AND STARTS TO LEAD STARLING, THROUGH THE
     KNOT OF DRUNKEN COPS.

     IN THE BG WE SEE PAZZI, AT HIS TABLE, POINTING OUT 
     STARLING, THEY TURN TO LOOK AT HER, WE SEE ONE OF THE 
     FOREIGN COPS, LEAN OVER TO ASK MORE INFORMATION OF PAZZI, 
     AND, THEN, TURN BACK, TO DO A DOUBLETAKE AT THE RETREATING STARLING. 

     ANGLE 

     ON BRIGHAM, HELPING STARLING.

                          BRIGHAM 
                You want to get married...? 

                          STARLING 
                You tol me you wuunt ask me again til
                I'm ready.... 

                          BRIGHAM
                You're ready now. 

                          STARLING
                I'm not. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                That's what you think... 

     EXT STARLING'S APARTMENT BUILDING NIGHT. 

     BRIGHAM AND STARLING WALKING UP, STARLING SWAYING A LITTLE,
     HE HOLDS OUT HIS HAND FOR THE KEY, AND SHE GIVES IT TO HIM. 

                          STARLING
                ...mos kind... 

     WE HEAR A CAR COMING UP THE STREET BEHIND THEM.

     BRIGHAM OPENS THE DOOR. 

     THERE IS A FLASH OF LIGHT FROM INSIDE THE HOUSE.  AS 
     STARLING IS ABOUT TO ENTER.  SHE PUSHES BRIGHAM OFF TO THE
     SIDE OF THE DOOR, AND UNHOLSTERS HER PISTOL. 

     BEAT. 

     STARLING LOOKS AT BRIGHAM WHO LOOK UNCOMPREHENDING.  ANOTHER
     CAR IS HEARD COMING UP THE ROAD, AND WE SEE ITS HEADLIGHT 
     SHINE ON AND REFLECT FROM A MIRROR INSIDE STARLING'S DOOR. 

     BRIGHAM LEADS STARLING INTO THE HOUSE. 

     HE CLOSES THE DOOR, AND TAKES HER TO THE SOFA. 

     SHE SITS, AND PICKS UP A PHOTOGRAPH IN AN EASELFRAME FROM THE 
     COFFEETABLE. 

                          STARLING (cont'd) 
                Hey, now, what was I afraid of... I'm 
                shooting at shadows... 

                          BRIGHAM 
                Is that what you're afraid of...? 

     ANGLE INS ON THE PHOTOGRAPH, SHOWS A TALL HANDSOME MAN IN
     WESTERN HAT, WEARING A BADGE, HIS HAND ON THE SHOULDER OF A
     YOUNG BLONDE GIRL.

     ANGLE ON STARLING, AS SHE PUTS THE PHOTO DOWN. 

                          STARLING 
                Then you tell me, then. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                You want me to solve all your problems
                tonight...? 

                          STARLING
                I feel... 
                    (SHE STARTS TO LAUGH) 
                I feel they're Out to Get Me... 

                          BRIGHAM 
                And who is "they?" 

                          STARLING
                ...they're sending me.  Out to get
                Shot.  Hounding me.... they're...
                    (PAUSE) 

                          BRIGHAM 
                ...the whole world's out to get you... 

                          STARLING 
                How crazy is that. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                Well, you wanna shoot back, it give you a
                big target... 

                          STARLING
                    (SLEEPILY) 
                How crazy is that....

     ANGLE, INS. ON THE LECHTER FILE, AND THE PHOTO OF HANNIBAL
     LECHTER. 

     WE SEE BRIGHAM PUT IT DOWN ON THE TABLE NEXT TO THE PHOTO.
     HOLD, LIGHTS GO OFF. 

     BEAT.  STARLING'S HAND COMES INTO THE FRAME, SWEEPS THE
     LECHTER PHOTO AND FILE ONTO THE FLOOR, AND REPLACES IT WITH
     THE PHOTO OF THE WESTERN GARBED MAN AND THE LITTLE BLONDE
     GIRL. 

     BEAT. 

     THE LIGHT GOES ON AGAIN. 

     WE SEE STARLING SWING TO A SITTING POSITION ON THE COUCH. 
     SHE SIGHS.  SHE SHAKES HER HEAD TO CLEAR IT, AND SHE PULLS
     THE HANNIBAL FILE TO HER.  SHE PICKS UP A PENCIL, AND A PAIR 
     OF READING GLASSES FROM THE TABLE, AND BEGINS MAKING NOTES
     ON THE FILE. 

     ANGLE INS. 

     THE AUCTION CATALOGUE, AN FBI FILE, READING, "SALE OF STOLEN
     HANNIBAL LECHTER MATERIAL."

     EXT VIRGINIA HIGHWAY DAY. 

     STARLING'S FBI SEDAN SPEEDING PAST, ON AN EMPTY COUNTRY ROAD.

     THE CAR PULLS OVER ONTO THE SHOULDER.

     ANGLE INT THE CAR. 

     STARLING, TAKING OUT A MAP.  SHE LOOKS AT THE MAP.  LOOKS 
     AROUND.  SHE THROWS THE CAR INTO REVERSE, AND REVERSES
     SEVERAL HUNDRED YARDS QUICKLY. 

     ANGLE INT THE CAR. 

     STARLING LOOKS FROM THE MAP ACROSS THE ROAD.

     ANGLE HER POV. 

     A BARELY DISCERNIBLE BREAK IN THE FOLIAGE, BEAT, THEN 
     STARLING' S CAR PULLS ACROSS THE ROAD, AND INTO THE POV AND
     ENTERS THE BREAK. 

     ANGLE EXT THE CAR. 

     EMERGING FROM A THICK WOODS, THE CAR IS HINGED BY THE CAMERA
     ONTO THE PARK OF A COUNTRY ESTATE, THE CAR DISAPPEARS INTO A
     SMALL DIP IN THE LANDSCAPE.

     ANGLE EXT THE CAR, AT A GATEHOUSE, PREVIOUSLY HIDDEN BY THE
     CONTOUR OF THE LAND.  WE SEE A SMALL DECREPIT GATEHOUSE IN
     STONE, AND, BEYOND IT, A FLIMSY AND ANCIENT BARRICADE, AN
     OLD GAMEKEEPER TYPE IN TWEEDS COMES OUT OF THE GUARDHOUSE.
     HE IS CARRYING A MUG OF COFFEE AND HAS A NAPKIN TUCKED INTO
     HIS COLLAR.  HE REMOVES THE NAPKIN AND APPROACHES THE CAR. 

     STARLING FLASHES HER CREDENTIALS TO THE OLD MAN, WHO HOLDS
     A CLIPBOARD. 

                          STARLING 
                Special Agent Clarice Starling, to see
                Mason Verger. 

     THE MAN AMBLES BACK INTO THE GATEHOUSE.

     ANGLE INT THE GATEHOUSE, THE OLD MAN ENTERS, AND CAMERA
     PULLS BACK TO SHOW, IN A ROOM OFF THE MAIN ROOM, THE FIT
     BODYGUARD TYPES, WATCHING STARLING ON A TV MONITOR.  THERE IS
     A RAFT OF ELECTRONIC EQUIPMENT IN THE ROOM, AND A RACK WITH
     SEVERAL ASSAULT RIFLES ON IT.  ONE OF THE GUARDS IS TYPING
     ONTO A COMPUTER TERMINAL.  HE LOOKS AT THE RESULT, AND
     GLANCES UP AT STARLING, ON THE SCREEN, AND NODS "OKAY" TO THE
     OLD MAN.  THE OLD MAN AMBLES OUT TO THE BARRIER, HAVING
     PICKED UP AN OLD CLIPBOARD AT WHICH HE SQUINTS. 

     THEN, SATISFIED, HE RAISES THE BARRIER, AND STARLING'S CAR
     GOES THROUGH.

     EXT A MAGNIFICENT COUNTRY ESTATE HOUSE.

     A POTATOCHIP VAN IS PARKED TO ONE SIDE IN THE WIDE DRIVE.
     AN OLD RETAINER HOLDS OPEN THE DOOR FOR STARLING, AS SHE
     EXITS FROM HER SEDAN, AND HE SHOWS HER INTO A LARGE 
     OPEN MORNING ROOM, IN WHICH WE FIND TWENTY YOUNG CHILDREN
     OF VARIOUS RACES, ROMPING ON A SELECTION OF NEW TOYS. 

     CAMERA TAKES STARLING THROUGH A MODERN KITCHEN, WHERE 
     SEVERAL WHITE UNIFORMED COOKS ARE WORKING HAPPILY, ONE IS
     OPENING A VAST TIN OF POTATOCHIPS.  ONE OF THEM IS REMOVING A
     TRAY OF COOKIES FROM THE OVEN, SEVERAL TYKES WAIT HAPPILY
     NEARBY.  THE COOK WITH THE TRAY OF COOKIES GIVES STARLING
     A WIDE GRIN.

     THE RETAINER TAKES STARLING PAST THE KITCHEN, TO A DOUBLE
     DOOR, WHICH HE OPENS TO REVEAL A CORRIDOR BEYOND, AND A 
     LARGE FIT MAN IN HIS THIRTIES, WEARING AN ORDERLY'S WHITES,
     COMING TOWARD THE CAMERA.

                          CORDELL 
                Agent Starling, would you come with
                me...? 

     CORDELL BOWS TO THE OLD RETAINER, WHO RETIRES.

     CORDELL AND STARLING WALK DOWN THE CORRIDOR.

                          STARLING 
                The children...? 

                          CORDELL 
                ...they're from Baltimore.... 

                          STARLING 
                I've never heard that he... 

                          CORDELL 
                It's not something he wants to 
                publicize, Ma'am.  It's just something he
                does. 

     BEAT. 

                          STARLING 
                I won't take much of his time. 

                          CORDELL 
                He's glad to help.  ...it's just a 
                question of his physical condition.  You
                Understand... 

     CAMERA TAKES STARLING DOWN A CORRIDOR LINED WITH
     HUNTINGPRINTS.  AT THE END OF THE CORRIDOR AN OLD WOMAN
     SITS IN A WOODEN CHAIR, KNITTING. 

     THEY HAVE STOPPED.  WAITING FOR THE WOMAN TO LOOK UP. 
     STARLING'S GAZE IS DRAWN BY AN OLD, CREWEL-WORK "SAMPLER"
     FRAMED ON THE WALL BY THE OLD WOMAN'S CHAIR.  AND OBVIOUS
     ANTIQUE.  IT READS: 

     "DO NOT GIVE INTO ADVERSITY.  DO NOT TRUST TO PROSPERITY."

     ANGLE ON CORDELL AND STARLING, AS STARLING LOOKS AT THE
     SAMPLER, AND THE OLD WOMAN LOOKS UP FROM HER KNITTING. 

     SHE SITS IN FRONT OF A HALF-OPENED DOOR, WHICH WE SEE IS
     THE DOOR TO A LINEN CLOSET.

                          CORDELL (cont'd)
                ...y'get enough breakfast, Rosie...? 

     BEAT.  XCU ON THE OLD WOMAN, AS SHE LOOKS AT STARLING, AND 
     THEN NODS TO CORDELL, AS IF TO SAY, "THAT IS THE CORRECT 
     CODE."

     ANGLE INS.

     HER HAND DROPS TO THE BACK OF THE WOODEN CHAIR, AND PRESSES 
     A BUTTON CONCEALED IN THE LEG.

     ANGLE 

     THE GROUP IN THE CORRIDOR, THE "LINEN CLOSET," OPENS, TO 
     REVEAL, BEYOND IT, WHAT APPEARS TO BE A SURGICAL FACILITY,
     OR HIGH-TECH HOSPITAL ROOM. 

     INT THE HIGHTECH ROOM.

     THERE IS A NURSE, SITTING AT A STATION, MONITORING VARIOUS
     LIFESIGN DISPLAYS.  SHE LOOKS UP BRIEFLY, AS CORDELL AND
     STARLING ENTER . 

                          NURSE
                    (TO CORDELL) 
                Five minutes... 

     CORDELL NODS, AND TAKES STARLING DEEPER INTO THE ROOM.  WE
     BEGIN TO HEAR THE SUSURRUS OF A MECHANICAL BREATHING
     APPARATUS.  CAMERA GOES WITH STARLING INTO THE ROOM, WHERE WE
     SEE A HOSPITAL BED, WITH A SCREEN IN FRONT OF IT, AND 
     VARIOUS TELEVISION DISPLAYS ABOVE IT, ANGLED TO BE SEEN FROM
     THE BED. 

     STARLING APPROACHES THE BED, AND LOOKS DOWN AT THE FIGURE
     IN IT.  WE SEE HER FACE, BUT THE FIGURE IS SCREENED.  THE
     FIGURE, VERGER, SPEAKS BREATH BY BREATH, WITH AN OBVIOUS
     ELECTRONIC ENHANCEMENT.

                          VERGER 
                Aren't they beautiful, Miss Starling... 

     STARLING LOOKS UP AT THE CHILDREN PLAYING.

     ANGLE HER POV. 

     ONE OF THE CHILDREN FALLS OFF A SMALL PLASTIC SLIDE, AND 
     CRIES, A NURSE RUNS TO HIM.

                          VERGER (cont'd) 
                Well, now, you see, one of them's hurt.
                And what will make it better?  Love.
                Isn't that odd.
                    (PAUSE) 
                He think's he's hurt his knee--but the 
                assurance, the assurance, the assurance
                that someone cares  (WHEEZE WHEEZE)
                Suggests the hurt was elsewhere. 

                          STARLING 
                Mr. Verger, thank you for your time. 

                          VERGER 
                For the worst hurt, of course, that 
                which will not heal, is the conviction
                no one cares.

                          STARLING 
                I've come to see you, sir, about an
                Auction... 

     SHE HOLDS UP THE CATALOGUE TO HIM.

     ANGLE INS 

     "DRAWINGS AND MEMORABILIA RELATING TO THE SERIAL KILLER, 
     HANNIBAL LECHTER."

     ANGLE 

     ON CORDELL, AS HE COMES CLOSE, DONNING SURGICAL GLOVES, AND 
     TAKES THE CATALOGUE, AND HOLDS IT TOWARD VERGER. 

                          VERGER
                Ah, yes, ah yes.  Our Doctor Lechter...
                And have they sent you, once again to
                capture him?  How terrible for you... 

                          STARLING 
                No, sir, it's not my job to capt... why
                do you say how terrible? 

                          VERGER 
                Because we must leave the past in the
                past.  (WHEEZE WHEEZE) 
                    (CORDELL TURNS A PAGE) 
                Ah.  And here we have artifacts of, yes,
                my own encounter with him...

     CORDELL TURNS THE PAGE QUICKLY. 

                          VERGER (cont'd) 
                No, no.  That's alright.  Yes.  Lechter's
                drawings of me.  Before... and, of 
                course, after... Now:  you are not sent
                to pursue him.  Then your visit baffles
                me. 

                          STARLING 
                Sir, various drawings, done by Dr. 
                Lechter, while in prison, stolen from the
                prison after his escape, have surfaced 
                and are being sold at auction.  Several
                large reserve bids have been placed on
                them.  I have to ask if you've placed
                those bids. 

                          VERGER
                Because? 

                          STARLING 
                Because if it was not you, then, perhaps
                it was Dr. Lechter, trying to reclaim
                his own property. 

                          VERGER 
                And why would you suspect me, of this
                ghoulishness? 

                          STARLING
                Because, sir, you are the only one of his
                victims who lived.  And because you have 
                large resources. 

                          VERGER 
                Large resources, Starling, which I prefer 
                to devote elsewhere....

     STARLING LOOKS UP, AS WE SEE THE IMAGE ON THE TELEVISION 
     CHANGE TO THE CHILDREN EATING THE COOKIES, AND THE IMAGE
     CHANGES AGAIN TO SHOW A SMALL DISPENSARY, AND THE KNEE OF THE
     CHILD WHO FELL BEING BANDAIDED BY A NURSE.
 
                          STARLING
                Due respect, sir... 

     SHE PRODUCES A COPY OF THE WANTED:  HANNIBAL LECHTER POSTER
     WE SAW AT THE FBI. 

                          STARLING (cont'd)
                Due respect, after your, after your... 

                          VERGER
                My encounter. 

                          STARLING 
                Someone offered three million dollars
                bounty on Dr. Lechter's head.
                    (PAUSE) 

                          CORDELL 
                The identity of the person offering the
                bounty was never established. 

                          VERGER 
                Yes, but we know who it was, and I will
                tell you, Agent Starling, what you know
                to be true.  I offered the bounty.  It
                was illegal, and, worse, it was wrong. 
                And I thank God every day that I did not
                compound my sinful life by the stain of
                a murder.  Do you (WHEEZE) Agent
                Starling:  do you know God?
                    (PAUSE) 

                          STARLING
               ...sir...?

                          VERGER 
                Isn't it funny?  You can look on my
                face (WHEEZE WHEEZE) which you would 
                grant me, is the most hideous sight you
                will see in what I hope is a long life. 
                You can look at me.  Which shows (WHEEZE)
                a Strength which must come from strong
                (WHEEZE) strong convictions.  (WHEEZE)
                But you shy when I say the name of
                God. 

     THE NURSE COMES UP, HOLDING THE TAPE OF A LIFESIGNS 
     MACHINE, SHE NODS TO CORDELL AND INDICATES THE MONITORS.

                          NURSE 
                    (TO STARLING)
                ...I'm sorry.. 
                    (MEANING, YOU MUST GO.) 

                          STARLING 
                Yes, then, you're saying that you
                haven't bid upon these drawings.

                          VERGER
                I have not, I would not.  For life
                (WHEEZE) life goes on Starling.  And,
                wait, wait, I wish to talk to you... 
                I'm... (WHEEZE)  (TO THE NURSE, WHO IS 
                TAKING STARLING'S ARM) One moment.  I was
                afflicted, do you see, but my affliction
                was not in my meeting with your Dr.
                Lechter.  I was afflicted before. 
                Before.  Do you see?  In my arrogance.
                Do not (WHEEZE) Do not curse God when
                you are humiliated.  Listen to me:
                embrace it, and you embrace life....
                Listen, and you hear the word of
                God... 

     STARLING IS LED AWAY BY THE CONCERNED NURSE.  CORDELL LINGERS
     BEHIND, AT AN UNSEEN BEHEST OF VERGER. 

     THE NURSE STARTS PREPARING A HYPO AT HER STATION.

                          STARLING 
                ...will he be alright...? 

     THE NURSE, DISTRACTED, NODS, AND RETREATS TOWARD VERGER
     WITH THE HYPO.

     CORDELL COMES OUT TO STARLING.

     INT CORRIDOR, COUNTRY HOUSE, DAY.  STARLING AND CORDELL ARE 
     WALKING, BEYOND THEM, WE SEE VARIOUS CHILDREN PLAYING UNDER
     ADULT SUPERVISION.  A CARETAKER TYPE IS HOLDING A SMALL
     GOAT, WHICH THE CHILDREN ARE PLAYING WITH. 

     CORDELL OPENS THE GLASS DOOR, AND HE WALKS STARLING THROUGH
     THE SCENE OF THE CHILDREN AND THE GOAT. 

                          CORDELL 
                Mr. Verger wanted me to give you 
                this... 
                    (HE HANDS HER A SMALL PRINTED CARD) 

     ANGLE ON STARLING, AS SHE GLANCES AT THE CARD.

     ANGLE INS THE CARD READS:

     "DO NOT GIVE INTO ADVERSITY..." 

     SHE GLANCES AT IT, AND, DISMISSIVELY, PUTS IT IN A POCKET.

                          CORDELL (cont'd) 
                And he has asked me to ask you something. 

                          STARLING 
                What would that be? 

                          CORDELL 
                    (PAUSE)
                He... would consider it a favor if he 
                could make a donation.  To a charitable
                institution of your choice.
                    (PAUSE) 

                          STARLING 
                Now, why in the world would he do that? 

                          CORDELL 
                I... think... he was.... he was 
                touched, by your reaction.  To his
                appearance. 

                          STARLING
                What reaction? 

                          CORDELL
                Exactly. 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS SHE HANDS HIM A CARD) 
                Please, I do not... I don't want to 
                trouble him.  But if you or he have any 
                notlon, who would be buying Dr. Lechter's...

                          CORDELL 
                Do you know the seller? 

                          STARLING 
                We've subpoenaed the Auction House's records. 

                          CORDELL
                Try Barney Clark. 

                          STARLING 
                    (TAKING OUT A NOTEBOOK)
                He is...?

                          CORDELL 
                He was the orderly, during Dr. Lechter's
                stay in Prison. 

                          STARLING
                And how would you know that? 

                          CORDELL 
                Before "The Change," Mr. Verger was...
                he made quite a study. 
                    (PAUSE.  STARLING MAKES A NOTE.
                     SHE LOOKS AROUND.) 

                          STARLING 
                You should get the kids a dog... 

                          CORDELL 
                ....I hardly think so... after "The
                Incident"... 

                          STARLING
                No, no, of course not. 

     SHE STARTS TO GET INTO HER CAR. 

                          CORDELL 
                ...Mr. Verger would be pleased to make a
                contribution, to the charitable... 

                          STARLING 
                Tell him to give it to an orphanage.

     STARLING CLOSES THE CAR DOOR.

     HOLD.  ON STARLING, WATCHING THE CHILDREN FOR A MOMENT. 
     THEN SHE TAKES THE CARD FROM HER POCKET AND GLANCES AT IT.

     IT READS : 

     "DO NOT GIVE INTO ADVERSITY, DO NOT TRUST TO PROSPERITY.
     BE AWARE OF FORTUNE'S HABIT--SHE WILL DO JUST AS SHE
     PLEASES.  NONE OF THIS IS IN YOUR CONTROL.  BE HAPPY.  BE
     KIND.

     ANGLE 

     ON STARLING, AS SHE STARTS TO PUT THE CAR IN GEAR, PUTTING
     DOWN THE NOTE.  THEN SHE HESITATES, AND BEGINS TO CRY.
     LOWERING HER HEAD, BEYOND HER WE SEE THE POTATOCHIP VAN,
     PARKED IN THE DRIVEWAY, AND THE CHILDREN ROMPING WITH THE
     GOAT. 

     INT PSYCHIATRIST'S OFFICE DAY. 

     STARLING IS TALKING TO A KINDLY OLDER WOMAN PSYCHIATRIST.

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                ...that you could ~go beyond the
                institution." 

                          STARLING
                Yes. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST
                What does that mean?

                          STARLING
                    (PAUSE) 
                I saw a man today, a man so hideously 
                deformed who'll spend his life in a
                hospital bbb... 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                Yes, so you said.  But what does that
                mean:  to go beyond The Institution. 

                          STARLING 
                    (TAKES A TISSUE FROM A BOX ON
                     THE DESK) 
                If he could overcome... his need for...
                for self-ratification... 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                ...would you use a small word? 

                          STARLING
                For approval. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                What's wrong with approval?
                    (PAUSE) 
                You admired that man. 

                          STARLING
                Yes. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                How do you think that made him feel?
                    (AFTER A PAUSE.  SHE CHECKS
                     HER NOTES) 
                What does that mean, "to go beyond the
                institution...?"
                    (PAUSE) 

                          STARLING 
                I told that woman I'm an orphan. 

                          PSYCHIATRIST
                ...you are an orphan. 

                          STARLING 
                But... but....but.... you're right.  I
                used it.  To bargain.  For her 
                sympathy...  I used it--to "whore myself
                out"-- 
                    (PAUSE) 

                          PSYCHIATRIST 
                Welcome to the human race. 
                    (STARLING SHAKES HER HEAD IN
                     NEGATION.  PAUSE) 
                Do you know, there are people who admire
                you?  Reasonable people.
                    (PAUSE) 
                Why don't you find them...?

     PAUSE.  STARLING LOOKS UP, AT THE NEW CONCEPT.

     INT FBI HEADQUARTERS DAY. 

     STARLING, WALKING DOWN A CORRIDOR.  CAMERA HINGES HER TO 
     "BEHAVIORAL SCIENCE."  SHE STICKS HER HEAD IN, AND ASKS,
     OF AN AIDE: 

                          STARLING 
                Y'see John Brigham...? 

                          AIDE
                ...I... 

     CRAWFORD STICKS HIS HEAD OUT OF HIS OFFICE, HE PUTS HIS 
     PIPE ASIDE, AND CALLS TO STARLING... SHE COMES IN, AND HE
     HOLDS UP AN X-RAY. 

                          CRAWFORD
                Look at this: 

                          STARLING 
                You seen John Brigham...? 

                          CRAWFORD 
                This just came in, over the transom.
                Fella, works for a Plastic Surgeon,
                Argentina.  Look here: 

                          STARLING 
                ...what'm I looking at...?

                          CRAWFORD 
                A fellow with five fingers. 

                          STARLING 
                ...standard issue...

                          CRAWFORD 
                Not for our Doctor Lechter.  This...
                    (HE GLANCES AT NOTES) 
                Purports to be an x-ray of the hand of 
                a ...white male...mmmm....mmmm...., after
                the removal of a vestigial sixth digit.
                Left Hand.  It purports to be the x-ray
                of Dr. L... 

                          STARLING 
                Am I on that case, sir...?
                    (PAUSE) 

                          CRAWFORD
                No.
                    (PAUSE) 

                          STARLING 
                Well, then--I wouldn't want to be taken 
                for a hobbyist... 

     THE AIDE COMES IN, HOLDING A PHONE.

                          AIDE 
                Agent Brigham is in the Library. 

                          STARLING
                    (TO CRAWFORD)
                Excuse me... 
                    (THE AIDE AND CRAWFORD 
                     EXCHANGE A SURPRISED LOOK) 

     SHE EXITS 

     INT LIBRARY DAY 

     BRIGHAM, IN THE LIBRARY, BENT OVER A LAWBOOK. 

     A NOTE IS SLIPPED OVER THE BOOK.  IT READS, "YES, I WILL 
     MARRY YOU."

     ANGLE 

     ON BRIGHAM, AS HE READS THE NOTE. 

                          BRIGHAM
                This isn't signed. 

                          STARLING
                    (VO) 
                Hard up as you are, at your age?  Whadda
                you care?  Surrender. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                ~Don't shoot, G-Men..." 

     STARLING SITS DOWN NEXT TO HIM.  BEAMING. 

                          BRIGHAM (cont'd)
                Why? 

     STARLING SMILES AND STARTS TO MAKE A PERT ANSWER.  SHE GETS A
     BIT TEARY, AND BRIGHAM LEADS HER OUT OF THE LIBRARY. 

     ANGLE, A BALCONY OFF THE LIBRARY. 

     STARLING HANDS BRIGHAM THE CARD SHE GOT FROM VERGER.

                          STARLING 
                    (AS BRIGHAM READS} 
                You know what, he's right.  Fella:  had
                his life taken from him, by a maniac.
                Fella.  He's laying there, he'll never
                get off that bed.  He can't move, a
                Monster... 
                    (SHE SHAKES HER HEAD, AND 
                     LEANS INTO BRIGHAM.  TIGHT TWO
                     SHOT) 
                ...a monster fed his face to the dogs.
                    (BEAT} 
                N'he said that it saved his life.
                    (SHE STARTS TO LAUGH) 
                He's spend'n his life helping Children.
                How corny is that...?  But, you know 
                what:  I give up.  Let's get married and
                spoil a buncha Kids...
                    (THEY EMBRACE.) 

     ANGLE INT THE LIBRARY 

     BRIGHAM AND STARLING ENTER, AS HE GOES TO GATHER UP HIS
     MATERIALS. 

     AN AGENT HURRIES THROUGH.

                          AGENT 
                Starling:  They got a x-ray.  They think,
                they might have a lead on Lechter. 

                          STARLING 
                Wherever he is, that's fine with me... 

                          AGENT
                They... 

                          STARLING
                Yeah, I know. 

     THE AGENT LOOKS AT HER WONDERINGLY, AND, THEN, AS IF SHE
     HAS NOT UNDERSTOOD. 

                          AGENT 
                    (AS HE PRODUCES A XEROX OF AN
                     X-RAY) 
                They got a Radiologist Assistant, Buenos
                Aires, guy, amputation of a Sixth 
                Finger...and it seems to've left a scar,
                uh oh....

                          STARLING 
                That ain't my case.  They assigned me, 
                go do some legwork, Theft of Government
                Property.  Tha's what I'm gonna do, and
                then go home and burn the roast.  How 
                the hell about that--I'm gonna swim with
                the current, and I don't care where he
                is. 

     AS BRIGHAM IS GATHERING HIS STUFF, HE DROPS THE CARD 
     STARLING GAVE HIM, ON THE FILE WHICH WAS STARLING'S.  WE
     READ:  "NONE OF THIS IS IN YOUR CONTROL.  BE HAPPY.  BE
     KIND." AND, AS BRIGHAM'S HANDS COME INTO THE FRAME TO 
     GATHER THE MATERIAL UP, WE SEE THE AUCTION HOUSE CATALOGUE,
     AND THE PHOTO OF THE DRAWING, AND STARLING'S NOTES:  LION
     AND BIRD, MARBLE SCULPTURE __________ CEMETERY, FLORENCE,
     ITALY. 

     INT ALITALIA AIRLINER DAY.

     ANGLE INS.

     AN ITALIAN PASSPORT, A DEBARKATION CARD, SEVERAL SNAPSHOTS, 
     SHUFFLED INTO THE GROUP, BY A MAN'S HANDS.  WE SEE THE
     SNAPSHOT OF PAZZI IN FRONT OF THE MASON VERGER WANTED
     POSTER.  SNAPS OF PAZZI, IN SWAT GEAR, ON THE RANGE AT
     QUANTICO, WEARING A FBI "GIMME" HAT, A POSTCARD OF THE 
     LINCOLN MONUMENT, V.O. AN ITALIAN VOICE URGING ALL PASSENGERS
     TO REMAIN SEATED UNTIL ET CETERA. 

     ANGLE INT THE CABIN OF THE AIRLINER. 

     THE ITALIAN STEWARDESS IS USHERING FOLKS OFF THE PLANE.  WE
     SEE PAZZI PUTTING ALL HIS PAPERS TOGETHER, AND HE REACHES
     DOWN A FLIGHTBAG FROM THE OVERHEAD, AND JOINS THE LINE OF
     EXITING PASSENGERS.

     ANGLE 

     IN THE JETWAY, AN ARMED SOLDIER, HIS SMG SLUNG IN FRONT OF
     HIM, IS READING AN ITALIAN NEWSPAPER. 

     AS THE JETWAY PULLS UP TO SNUGGLE WITH THE JET, THE SOLDIER
     DROPS THE PAPER ONTO THE STOOL BEFORE HIM, AND COMES TO
     ATTENTION. 

     ANGLE 

     IN THE PLANE, THE STEWARDESS OPENS THE DOOR, THE PASSENGERS
     EXIT, SHE AND PAZZI EXCHANGE A BRIEF, WHISPERED FLIRTATION AS
     HE PASSES.  AS HE MOVES PAST HER, SHE GIVES A SMALL WHOOP IN
     RESPONSE TO SOME CLANDESTINE CARESS OF HIS.

     A WHISPERED CONFERENCE BETWEEN THE TWO. 

                          STEWARDESS 
                ....is that the way for a Public Official
                to act? 

                          PAZZI
                    (SHRUGS) 
                You represent Italy.  Call it an
                inspection... 

                          STEWARDESS 
                Shouldn't that be carried out in Depth? 

                          PAZZI 
                ...I have to get back to my wife...

     HE SHRUGS SADLY, AND MOVES PAST HER. 

     CAMERA TAKES PAZZI INTO THE JETWAY, WHERE WE NOW SEE TWO
     PLAINCLOTHES COP TYPES, WAITING, AS PAZZI COMES THROUGH
     THEY NOD TO HIM, AND THE GROUP STARTS TO EXIT OUT OF THE
     SIDE WALKWAY OF THE JETWAY. 

                          PAZZI (cont'd)
                ...what's up...? 

     ONE OF THE MEN REACHES FOR THE PAPER, WHICH THE SOLDIER HAS
     DROPPED, AND TAKES IT WITH HIM. 

     ANGLE EXT THE JETWAY. 

     THE GROUP OF THREE DESCENDS ONTO THE TARMAC UNDER THE 
     JETWAY, WHERE THERE IS A CAR WITH A BLUELIGHT ON IT, WAITING. 

     THEY GET INTO THE CAR, AND ONE OF THE COPS HANDS THE PAPER
     TO PAZZI. 

     ANGLE INT THE CAR, AS IT PROCEEDS THROUGH THE AIRPORT.
     PAZZI TURNS TO THE PAGE INDICATED. 

                          COP ONE
                How was America? 

                          PAZZI 
                    (LOOKING AT THE PAPER) 
                Bad coffee, and women with excessive
                ankles. 

                          COP ONE
                ...nightmare. 

                          PAZZI
                What's up...? 

                          COP ONE 
                    (POINTING TO PAPER) 
                Doctore Carlo Fanelli, curator of the
                Pallazo Capponi, 2 months missing. 

                          PAZZI 
                Yeah, so where is he? 

                          COP ONE 
                Somewhere where his family are offering 
                a thirty grand reward for Information, so
                on.

                          PAZZI 
                They got that kind of money? 

                          COP ONE 
                Their family owns... 

     HE SPEAKS, BUT THE NOISE OF A JET RUNNING UP WASHES OUT HIS
     INFO.  PAZZI'S EYES, HOWEVER, GROW WIDE. 

                          PAZZI 
                Well, let's find him... 

                          COP ONE 
                ...buya lot of pasta for your wife. 

                          COP TWO 
                She don't eat pasta, that's how come
                she's so slim. 

                          COP ONE 
                Heresa file onnaguy, you got a meeting,
                the Palazzo Capponi, at four thirty. 

                          PAZZI 
                I can't even go home and change...? 

                          COP TWO 
                What'd you bring me...? 

     THE CAR IS STOPPED AT A BARRIER.  A GUARD COMES OUT, AND THE
     COP DRIVING FLASHES OFFICIAL LOOKING INFO AT HIM. 

     INT THE CAR.

     PAZZI DISTRIBUTES TWO FBI ACADEMY HATS, TO THE TWO COPS.

     THE CAR PASSES THROUGH THE BARRIER.  CAMERA TRACKS WITH IT 
     THROUGH THE "ARRIVALS" ROUNDABOUT.  AND WE SEE TWO
     BILLBOARDS, THE FIRST ANNOUNCES, THE FLORENCE BALLET, WITH
     APPROPRIATE DATES AND INDUCEMENTS.  THE SECOND, SHOWS A
     GUILLOTINE, AND ANNOUNCES:   INSTRUMENTS OF ATROCIOUS
     TORTURE.  NOW THROUGH OCTOBER, ET CETERA. 

     INT THE CAR.

                          PAZZI 
                What else did I miss...? 

     ONE OF THE MEN GESTURES AT THE "TORTURE" POSTER. 

                          COP ONE 
                Atrocious Torture.  Hit of the Season,
                you want, I know a guy can get you a
                ticket. 

                          PAZZI 
                ...are they hard to get? 

                          COP ONE
                Impossible. 

                          PAZZI
                    (SHAKING HIS HEAD SADLY)
                ...what a world. 

     INT PAZZI'S APARTMENT DAY. 

     A NICE MODERN SMALL APARTMENT.  ANNA PAZZI, A VERY BEAUTIFUL
     WOMAN OF AROUND THIRTY IS STANDING IN THE HALL, AS PAZZI
     ENTERS. 

     HE BEGINS KISSING HER, AND CAMERA MOVES THEM INTO THE BEDROOM. 

                          ANNA 
                What's the rush?  What's the rush...? 

                          PAZZI
                Aren't you glad to see me? 

                          ANNA 
                Tell me about your trip... what did you
                bring me...? 

     HE STOPS, AND RUMMAGES IN HIS CASE, AND BRINGS OUT A 
     BOTTLE OF PERFUME.  HE GIVES IT TO HER.  SHE LOOKS
     DISAPPOINTED. 

                          ANNA (cont'd)
                ...and? 

                          PAZZI 
                I brought you my passion and my wish that
                this afternoon will be for you an
                experience of ecstasy... 

     SHE FENDS HIM OFF.

                          PAZZI (cont'd)
                ...what? 

                          ANNA
                I can't think. 

                          PAZZI 
                ...you don't have to think. 

                          ANNA 
                We have to talk about money... 

                          PAZZI 
                I'm on the track of a reward, which... 

                          ANNA
                A reward... 

                          PAZZI 
                I'm going to tell you later....

                          ANNA 
                A reward for what? 

                          PAZZI 
                Some museum director disappeared. 

                          ANNA
                And? 

                          PAZZI 
                They're offering... 
                    (AS HE MOVES HER TOWARD THE 
                     BED) 

                          ANNA 
                ...you haven't found him yet. 

                          PAZZI 
                What is this, a whorehouse, or are you
                my wife? 

                          ANNA 
                You've gone off to America, on your
                Vacation... 

                          PAZZI 
                ...I was working... 

                          ANNA
                ...please... 

                          PAZZI 
                I swear to you... 

                          ANNA 
                ...and I want to talk to you about your
                promotion.. 

                          PAZZI 
                Yes?  My promotion...?

                          ANNA 
                I want to talk to you about your salary.
                Because I can't... 

     HE TAKES OFF HIS JACKET, HE TAKES THE PERFUME BOX FROM HER,
     AND THROWS IT INTO THE OPENED SUITCASE.  HE MOVES HER TOWARD
     THE BED. 

     ANGLE 

     ON THE SUITCASE, WHERE WE SEE THE PERFUME HAS LANDED IN
     THE VERY SCARF WHICH STARLING GAVE TO PAZZI EARLIER, ALSO IN
     THE STILL-LIFE IS PAZZI'S PASSPORT CASE, OUT OF THE TOP OF
     WHICH WE SEE PEEKING A BIT OF THE PHOTOGRAPH SHOWING THE
     WANTED POSTER "THREE MILLION DOLLARS REWARD FOR THE
     WHEREABOUTS OF THE MONSTER, HANNIBAL LECHTER." 

     THEY CONTINUE TO TALK, AS THE AUDIENCE READS THE INFORMATION
     IN THE INSERT.

                          PAZZI (cont'd)
                    (VO) 
                    (CONCLUDING) 
                I need you, y'understand, I need you... 

                          ANNA
                    (VO) 
                ...everybody needs something... 

     WE SEE THE LIGHT GO OUT IN THE ROOM (I. E. ON THE INSERT SHOT)
     PUTTING THE ROOM INTO SEMI-DARKNESS. 

     EXT PALLAZZO VECCHIO DAY. 

     THE SEDAN WITH PAZZI AND COP ONE COMES TO A HALT.

     COP ONE THROWS A POLICE PASS ON THE DASHBOARD, AND THEY GET
     OUT, COP ONE HURRYING. 

                          PAZZI 
                    (FOLLOWING, AS HE TIES HIS TIE)
                Hold up a minute... 

                          COP ONE 
                You spend the afternoon in Bed? 

                          PAZZI 
                First things first. 

                          COP ONE 
                You take this much time over everything? 

                          PAZZI 
                That's why my wife adores me. 

     INT PALAZZO VECCHIO, VARIOUS RECONSTRUCTION AND RENOVATION
     GOING ON.

     PAZZI AND COP ONE MOUNT THE STAIRS. 

                          COP ONE 
                Carlo Fanelli, Dottore, missing two
                months.  He was the Director of the 
                Museum.  Which, since his absence... 

     THEY HAVE ARRIVED ON A LANDING.  VARIOUS RESTORATION CREWS
     ARE AT WORK.  PROFESSOR RICCI, A CONTEMPORARY OF PAZZIS,
     COMES UP TO HIM.

                          RICCI 
                Ah, Pazzi.  How was America...? 

     THEY TURN THEIR HEADS.  AT THE SOUND OF SHOUTING.

     ANGLE THEIR POV. 

     A LARGE SALON, ITS DOUBLE DOOR OPEN, AND TEN CHAIR ARRANGED 
     AROUND A TABLE, ALL FULL OF SEATED OLDER MEN, OF WHOM SEVERAL
     ARE EXPOSTULATING WITH ANOTHER FIGURE, UNSEEN. 

     ANGLE ON RICCI, PAZZI, ET AL. 

                          RICCI (cont'd)
                We may need you to stop bloodshed. 

                          PAZZI 
                What're they on about? 

                          RICCI 
                They're grilling the applicant for the
                Vacant Post. 

                          PAZZI
                Speaking of the Vacant Post.

                          RICCI 
                Dottore Fanelli... 

                          COP 
                He hasn't, by any chance, wandered back
                in? 

     AS COP ONE TALKS WITH RICCI, CAMERA GOES OVER THE SHOULDER 
     OF PAZZI, WHO, GINGERLY ENTERS THE SALON, TO THE SIGHT AND
     SOUND OF THE OLD MEN ARGUING WITH EACH OTHER.

     ANGLE, HIS POV.  THE OLD MEN AT THE TABLE. 

     SOGLIATO, A FELLOW IN HIS SEVENTIES, IS HOLDING THE FLOOR.

                          SOGLIATO 
                Now:  our applicant holds in his hand,
                in his Non-Italian-Hand, a note, from
                Dante Aligheri himself.  Would he
                recognize it, I think not... 

                          ANOTHER OLD MAN 
                You want the job for your nephew. 

                          SOGLIATO 
                Indeed I do.  Because he is my Nephew? 
                No.  Because he....

                          A THIRD OLD MAN
                Let him read the note...

                          SOGLIATO 
                Yes, fine, of course he can read the
                note.  His Italian is admirable, for a
                straniero.  But is he familiar with... 

     ANGLE 

     ON THE MAN, PREVIOUSLY UNSEEN OF WHOM THEY ARE TALKING. 
     THE MOVEMENT OF THE POV REVEALS HIM, STANDING ALONE, BACK TO
     CAMERA, BEFORE A HALF CLOTH-COVERED TAPESTRY, DRESSED IN A
     MAGNIFICENT SUIT, USING HALF-GLASSES TO LOOK DOWN AT A NOTE
     IN HIS HAND. 

                          SOGLIATO (cont'd)
                    (VO) 
                The personalities of pre-Renaissance
                Florence?  I think not. 

     THE MAN (HANNIBAL LECHTER/DR. FELL) STILL SEEN FROM THE REAR--
     STILL LOOKING AT THE NOTE--NODS TO INDICATE HE HAS HEARD. 

     ANGLE HIS POV

     THE TABLE OF OLD MEN, AND BEYOND THEM, PAZZI.

     RICCI APPEARS AT PAZZI'S SIDE, AND SPEAKS IN WHISPERS.

                          RICCI 
                    (SOTTO) 
                ...a Dr. Fell.  A Brazilian, I think.
                Applying for Fanelli's post. 

                          PAZZI
                    (VACANTLY)
                Brazilian.
                    (RICCI HANDS SOME FORMS TO PAZZI) 

                          RICCI
                It would seem. 

                          SOGLIATO 
                    (VO) 
                What if he came upon a note in, the 
                Capponi Library, this great Italian 
                Institution, which he now graces us with
                his bid to Direct, a note from Guido de
                Cavalcanti.  Would he recognize it, I
                think not. 

     ANGLE ON DR. FELL, STILL SEEN FROM THE REAR, AS HE TAKES A
     SILK SQUARE FROM HIS BREAST POCKET, AND CLEANS HIS HALF-
     GLASSES, THEN FOLDS THEM AND PUTS THEM AND THE SQUARE BACK
     IN HIS POCKET. 

                          SOGLIATO (cont'd)
                    (VO) 
                Would you care to address that, Dr.
                Fell...? 

     BEAT.  DR. FELL TURNS TO CAMERA, STILL HOLDING THE NOTE. 

     HE TAKES SEVERAL PACES, TO LOOK AT THE NOTE IN A SHAFT OF
     SUNLIGHT.
 
     HE IS STANDING BESIDE THE STATUE OF JUDITH AND HOLOFERNES. 
     HE NODS AT THE NOTE, AS IF CONFIRMING SOMETHING.  THEN HE 
     LOOKS UP. 

                          DR. FELL 
                Cavalcanti replied publicly to Dante's 
                first sonnet.  Do you know it, Professor
                Sogliato?  I believe it's worth your 
                time:  Listen to the way he makes an
                instrument of the Italian vernacular, 
                which he called the vulgari eloquentia--
                the eloquent voice of the people: 
                Allegro me sembrava amor tenedo/Meo core
                in mano, e ne la braccia avea/Madonna
                involta in un drappa dormedo/Poi la 
                svegliava a d'esto ardeno/Lei paventosa 
                umilmente pascea/Appreso gir lo ne vedea 
                paingendo.  If Dante had written to a 
                Cavalcanti, it would, of course, have 
                been to Andrea, the most literary of his 
                brothers....

                          SOGLIATO
                ...why do you want this job?

                          DR. FELL 
                In the hope, that someday, I should come
                across such a note.  I thank you 
                gentleman for your kind attention, and
                hope you will consider... 

     THE MEETING IS ABOUT TO BREAK UP, THE OLD MEN ARE RISING,
     FELL HANDS BACK THE NOTE, WHICH IS ENCASED IN A PROTECTOR, 
     RICCI COMES FORWARD WITH PAZZI, AND BEGINS INTRODUCING HIM 
     TO THE COMMITTEE. 

                          RICCI 
                ...investigating the disappearance of
                Dottore Fanelli... 

                          PAZZI 
                Who, can you think, who would want to
                harm Dr. Fanelli, did he have any
                enemies, that... 

                          COMMITTEE MEMBER 
                ...I have never met a man who was so
                well beloved. 

                          PAZZI 
                ...he was wealthy... 

                          COMMITTEE MEMBER 
                He had nothing.  He lived in a garret. 
                His work was his life, he... 

                          PAZZI 
                ...his family has offered a large
                reward. 

     ANGLE ON FELL, WHO GOES TO THE PEDIMENT OF THE STATUE OF 
     JUDITH AND HOLOFERNES, AND PICKS UP A SMALL SKETCH BOOK, 
     WHICH IS OPENED AT A SKETCH OF THE STATUE, HE PUTS THE
     BOOK UNDER HIS ARM.  ANGLE ON PAZZI AND THE COMMITTEE
     MEMBER. 

                          COMMITTEE MEMBER 
                His older brother offers the reward,
                Fanelli had nothing, he.... 

     ANGLE.

     PAZZI HALF TURNS HIS HEAD, TO SEE SEVERAL COMMITTEE MEMBERS 
     CONGRATULATING DR. FELL, WHO IS PUTTING ON HIS COAT. 

                          COMMITTEE MEMBER (cont'd) 
                ...will have, of course to be examined
                by the Studiolo, to confirm the 
                appointment, but I think I can assure
                you, that the Committee... 

                          DR. FELL 
                ...you are most kind... 

     ANGLE, ON PAZZI, WHO IS STILL BEING TALKED AT BY THE 
     COMMITTEE MEMBER.

                          COMMITTEE MEMBER 
                ..who would benefit from his 
                disappearance?  No one.  No one has but 
                lost by it... 

     ANGLE 

     PAZZI STARTS TOWARD DR. FELL.

                          PAZZI 
                    (TO THE COMMITTEE MEMBER)
                ...would you excuse me...? 

     ANGLE EXT THE SALON, ON THE LANDING, FELL IS BEING ADDRESSED 
     BY RICCI. 

                          RICCI 
                ...will have to face the Studiolo, in
                their meeting next week.  And I, for
                one, wish you the best. 

     FELL SHAKES HIS HAND, AND STARTS DOWN THE STAIRCASE.

     CAMERA GOES WITH HIM, WE HEAR PAZZI VO.

                          PAZZI 
                Dottore... 

     FELL TURNS, AND PAZZI COMES TO CATCH UP WITH HIM.

                          PAZZI (cont'd) 
                Pazzi, Rinaldo, Commendatore,
                Prefatura... 

                          FELL 
                Of course, Commendatore... 

     CAMERA TAKES THEM DOWN THE STAIRS, AS THEY TALK.

                          PAZZI 
                Could you tell me:  did you ever meet
                your predecessor, Dottore Fanelli...? 

                          FELL 
                I never met him.  I knew him only from
                his writings. 

                          PAZZI 
                I know that the officers who first 
                investigated his disappearance searched
                for a note, a farewell note, a suicide 
                note... 

                          FELL
                ...yes. 

                          PAZZI 
                You have taken over his offices, is that
                not so? 

                          FELL 
                It is only temporary, until my
                confirmation by... 

                          PAZZI 
                Of course, in his offices, if you come 
                across anything, any personal papers of
                his, anything, however trivial, would
                you contact me, please... Are his 
                personal effects still at the Palazzo? 

                          FELL 
                Yes.  Packed and with an inventory.
                    (HE HESITATES, AND LOOKS AT
                     PAZZI) 

     PAZZI AND FELL WALK OUT OF THE MUSEUM.

     ANGLE EXT THE MUSEUM. 

                          PAZZI 
                I'll have them picked up.

     PAZZI GESTURES TO HIS COLLEAGUE. 

                          PAZZI (cont'd)
                May we drop you? 

                          FELL 
                Thank you, I am most happy to walk in
                this most magnificent of cities. 

     FELL STARTS PULLING ON HIS GLOVES, HE HANDS HIS SKETCHBOOK 
     TO PAZZI FOR A MOMENT.  PAZZI LOOKS DOWN.

     ANGLE PAZZI'S POV 

     FELL'S LEFT HAND, HAS A SCAR ON THE BACK IN THE SHAPE OF A 
     3. 

                               PAZZI 
                May I ask you a personal question, Dr.
                Fell? 

                               FELL 
                If your duty requires it. 

                               PAZZI 
                You have a recent scar on the back of 
                your hand.

                               FELL
                And you have a new wedding ring on yours?
                La Vita Nuova?--
                    (HE SMILES.) 

                               PAZZI 
                You looked oddly at me, back on the
                landing. 

                               FELL 
                Yes, it must be hard to be a policeman.
                Is it hard?  Must one, then, be
                constantly suspicious? 

                               PAZZI 
                Why did you look at me that way? 

                               FELL 
                    (SMILES) 
                I saw a man in disheveled clothing, but
                clean.  Just dressed--in the middle of 
                the... 

     FELL SHAKES HIS HEAD, ASKING TO HAVE THE QUESTION
     WITHDRAWN.

                               PAZZI
                ...please... 

                               FELL 
                    (SHRUGS, SMILES) 
                I saw a man, somewhat fatigued.
                Quickly dressed, a bit dishevelled.  In
                the middle of the day.
                    (SMILES)
                An old story.  And then I saw the 
                clothing was fresh--therefore:  a man who 
                dressed at home.  And then I remarked
                the new wedding ring.  And so:  the 
                story gave me pause.  A lovely story.  A 
                new, and a beloved wife.  I wish you joy. 
                    (FELL STARTS TO EXIT) 

     PAZZI WALKS WITH HIM. 

                          PAZZI 
                You assemble this, on the instant, from
                these few observations? 

                          FELL
                    (SHRUGS) 
                I'm a historian.  It is our task to 
                assemble the seemingly unconnected into 
                the obvious. 

                          PAZZI
                ...your scar..? 

                          FELL 
                My scar is a war-wound. 

                          PAZZI
                How so? 

                          FELL 
                Carpal-tunnel syndrome.  From a life of 
                typing.  Commendatore.  History,
                a hazardous profession. 

     FELL AND THEN PAZZI STOP.

                          FELL (cont'd) 
                You are a Pazzi of the Pazzim are you
                not? 

                          PAZZI 
                Yes.  How did you know? 

                          FELL 
                You resemble a figure from the Della 
                Robia Rondels, in your family's chapel at
                Santa Croce. 

                          PAZZI
                It was Adresa de Pazzi, depicted as John
                the Baptist.  You have seen the chapel? 

                          FELL 
                I have had the honor. 
                    (HE BOWS AND STARTS OFF.
                     PAZZI GOES AFTER HIM.) 

     FELL TURNS TO HIM. 

                          FELL (cont'd) 
                I wondered that an officer of your 
                exalted rank should come, so late,
                into the case. 

                          PAZZI
                And?  Then? 

                          FELL 
                I wonder no longer.  You were out of the
                country. 

                          PAZZI 
                How could you know? 

                          FELL
                I sense... 
                    (HE TOUCHES HIS NOSE) 
                The faintest whiff of a perfume, whose
                base, whose base, whose base is 
                "Hamamelis" ... it is witch-hazel--such 
                a clean scent.  No, not a European scent.
                I would say it is a scent of the New
                World.  I would say, you have been in
                America.  Have I struck home? 

                          PAZZI 
                You know America? 

                          FELL 
                ...you have brought this perfume... 
                brought this perfume.  Back.  Back from
                America.  To your New Wife... 
                    (HE PICKS UP HIS HAND, AND 
                     GLANCES DOWN AT PAZZI'S
                     WEDDING RING.) 
                You have given it to her, and some of...
                    (HE SMILES) 
                Some of 'her perfume' has found its way
                back onto you.  Lucky man.  Lucky man,
                indeed. 

     HE BOWS, AND STARTS TO TAKE HIS LEAVE, FROM THE STARTLED
     PAZZI.  PAZZI COMES TO HIS SENSES, AND HANDS A CARD TO FELL. 

                          PAZZI 
                Should you come across anything which... 

                          FELL 
                You will be the first I call. 

     FELL TURNS TO LEAVE, TURNS BACK, AND TAKES HIS HAND AND,
     GENTLY RUBS IT ON THE LAPEL OF PAZZI'S SUITJACKET, HE THEN,
     DELICATELY, HOLDS THE HAND UNDER HIS NOSE, AND NODS, AS IF
     IN AGREEMENT WITH HIMSELF. 

     HE NODS, AND WALKS OFF INTO A PARK. 

     ANGLE ON PAZZI, WHO LOOKS AFTER FELL.  HE WALKS BACK TOWARD
     THE CAR.  HE TURNS, TO LOOK AFTER FELL, AND WE SEE HE IS
     STANDING BY A LINE OF PEOPLE, A QUEUE, UNDER A BANNER WHICH
     PROCLAIMS, "ATROCIOUS INSTRUMENTS OF TORTURE." 

     PAZZI SHAKES HIS HEAD, AS IF TO CLEAR IT, AND STARTS TOWARD
     HIS CAR, WHERE COP ONE OPENS THE OOOR FOR HIM. 

     ANGLE 

     ON FELL, AS CAMERA TAKES HIM INTO THE PARK, WHICH, WE SEE,
     IS A CEMETERY. 

     HE SITS ON A BENCH, AND TAKES OUT HIS SKETCHBOOK, AND BEGINS
     TO DRAW. 

     ANGLE HIS POV. 

     A PIECE OF FUNERAY STATUARY, THE LION, HOLDING THE BIRD IN
     HIS MOUTH. 

     ANGLE ON DR. FELL, SKETCHING.  TIGHT. 

     HE SKETCHES, HE RAISES HIS HAND TO HIS NOSE AND INHALES, AND
     NODS AGAIN. 

     ANGLE, FROM THE SIDE, WE NOW SEE THE STATUE AND FELL'S
     DRAWING.  HE IS DRAWING, NOT THE STATUE, BUT A SKETCH OF
     CLARICE STARLING. 

                                                      DISSOLVE TO:

     EXT MARYLAND MISERICORDIA HOSPITAL DAY. 

     VARIOUS UNFORTUNATE PEOPLE, ENTERING THE HOSPITAL;  LEAVING 
     THE HOSPITAL, A VAST GIANT OF A MAN, SHRUGGING HIMSELF INTO
     AN ARMY FATIGUE JACKET OVER ORDERLY'S WHITES.  (BARNEY) 

     ANGLE 

     STARLING, STANDING AT A BUSSTOP, READING A PAPER.

     ANGLE INS. 

     IN THE PAPER IS SECRETED A PHOTO OF BARNEY, ON FBI XEROX 
     FORM, WITH HIS NAME, AND DESCRIPTION.

     ANGLE 

     STARLING WAITS AT THE BUSSTOP.  BARNEY PASSES IN FRONT OF 
     HER, AND CONTINUES WALKING.  STARLING FOLDS THE PAPER AND
     GOES AFTER HIM. 

     ANGLE 

     RUNDOWN RESIDENTIAL NEIGHBORHOOD, DAY. 

     BARNEY, NOW HOLDING A SMALL BAG OF GROCERIES, CROSSES THE 
     STREET. 

     WE SEE STARLING IN THE BG. 

     BARNEY STOPS, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.  WE SEE HE IS 
     LOOKING UP OVERHEAD.

     ANGLE INS HIS POV. 

     A DOVE, CIRCLING IN THE SKY.

     ANGLE XCU.

     BARNEY LOOKING UP, PUZZLED, AND THEN HE LOOKS DOWN.

     ANGLE HIS POV. 

     IN THE ROAD AHEAD, A DEAD DOVE. 

     BARNEY WALKS INTO THE POV, PICKS UP THE DOVE, AND WALKS TO A
     SMALL RATTY VERGE OF PARK.  HE PUTS THE DOVE DOWN, LOVINGLY
     IN THE GRASS, AND WE WATCH, AS THE OTHER DOVE LANDS ON A
     FENCE, NEARBY. 

     BARNEY STARTS TO WALK TOWARD THE LIVE BIRD.

     ANGLE 

     OVER THE BIRD, ONTO BARNEY, WITH STARLING WALKING UP BEHIND 
     HIM. 

     BARNEY HESITATES, HIS BACK STILL TO STARLING.

                          BARNEY 
                Are you attracted by Death?
                    (PAUSE) 
                It is the one great mystery, is it not? 
                Anyone who would say otherwise must be a
                hypocrite.  Don't you think...? 

     HE TURNS FOR THE FIRST TIME AND LOOKS AT HER. 

                          BARNEY (cont'd) 
                ...or are you only attracted by power...
                    (HE CHANGES HIS TACK AND TONE.) 
                How are you, Agent Starling? 

                          STARLING 
                Ah, Barney:  you've got a good mernory. 

                          BARNEY 
                You know why that is?  Because there
                are so few things I need to forget. 
                Would you agree, for the record, that I
                have not been read my rights? 

                          STARLING 
                I have not read you your rights. 

                          BARNEY 
                Would you mind saying that into your
                bag...? 

     STARLING STARTS TO OPEN HER BAG, AND SPEAKS INTO IT.

                          STARLING
                I hereby acknowledge that... 

                          BARNEY 
                And now I have "dociled" you, have I
                not?  By forcing your obedience. 

                          STARLING 
                    (SMILING) 
                Then why did you chose to inform me of
                it...? 

                          BARNEY
                To show... 
                    (PAUSE) 
                in my ability to squander.  What one
                might deem an advantage... that my
                strength is greater than yours... 

                          STARLING 
                Oh yeah?  Wanna arm wrestle...? 

                          BARNEY 
                If you'll come down the street I will
                make you a cup of coffee. 

     INT BARNEY'S APARTMENT DAY. 

     AS THEY ENTER, THE APARTMENT WITH MANY DEADBOLTS.  STARLING 
     ENTERS WARILY AND TAKES A SEAT WITH HER BACK TO THE WALL, IN
     THE SMALL STUDIO. 

     AS BARNEY BEGINS MAKING COFFEE.

                          BARNEY 
                You almost took down Evelda Drumgo.

                          STARLING 
                Well.  Word gets around. 

                          BARNEY 
                ...what hindered you...? 

                          STARLING
                It wasn't my day. 

                          BARNEY 
                Perhaps you did not have the support
                you required.

                          STARLING 
                It's a poor workman who blames his tools. 

                          BARNEY
                Or, perhaps... 

                          STARLING 
                ...how are things at the Hospital? 

                          BARNEY 
                It's a growth business. 

                          STARLING
                What have they got you doing? 

                          BARNEY
                Orderly. 

                          STARLING 
                I would have figured you an R.N. by now,
                or, maybe Med School. 

                          BARNEY 
                I prefer to stay in the Less Frivolous
                professions. 

                          STARLING 
                    (TAKES OUT A NOTEBOOK) 
                You lasted eight years, as Orderly, in 
                Dr. Lechter's prison ward. 

                          BARNEY 
                Yes, I presumed it was about him. 

                          STARLING 
                ...you... 

                          BARNEY 
                I'm struck by your phraseology.  I did 
                not last with him.  I was privileged to
                enjoy his company during that time. 

                          STARLING 
                    (GETTING DOWN TO BUSINESS, AS
                     SHE TAKES OUT A PENCIL.)
                I'm looking for... 

                          BARNEY 
                He said, and these were his words, he 
                valued our time together, because I was
                civil. 

                          STARLING 
                Did you ever think, did you think, after
                he escaped, he would come after you? 

                          BARNEY 
                He told me, he preferred to Eat the Rude.
                Or:  "natural composting."  Do you think
                he'd come after you...? 

     STARLING LOOKS OUT THE WINDOW.

     ANGLE HER POV 

     OUT THE WINDOW, SE SEE THE DOVE CIRCLING THE DEAD DOVE ON THE 
     RATTY PIECE OF GRASS.

                          STARLING
                    (TURNING BACK)
                What...? 

                          BARNEY 
                I asked you how you like your coffee...? 
                We have black and bitter.  As the Soul of
                Man.  Or light and sweet, as the world-
                view of the self-delusive. 

                          STARLING 
                We got a bunch of materials, coming up 
                at auction.  Materials which disappeared
                from Dr. Lechter's cell, drawings he 
                made, his books.

                          BARNEY 
                Yes? 

                          STARLING 
                And I'd like your help, determining
                who's bidding for their purchase. 

                          BARNEY
                Why me? 

                          STARLING 
                Waal, because your selling'em... Two 
                years ago, his annotated Dictionary of
                Cuisine, by Alexander Dumas, went for
                sixteen thousand dollars.
                Seller's affidavit of ownership, signed
                Cary Panz.  P.A.N.Z.  Sounds to me like
                an Orderly.  Whadja clear on the book? 
                Ten, twelve grand? 

                          BARNEY
                ...very good. 

                          STARLING 
                Here's what they want you to do:  we 
                want the rest of the stuff you stole from
                his cell. 

                          BARNEY
                ...why? 

                          STARLING 
                Let's just say they got a passion for
                collectibles... 

                          BARNEY 
                You said "here's what they want you to
                do..."  Why? 

                          STARLING 
                Now, whyn't you help us? 

                          BARNEY 
                That would adversely impact my income. 

                          STARLING 
                Not as much as being jailed for theft of
                Government Property, or for failure to
                pay income tax, on undisclosed income. 

                          BARNEY
                We could skip the Gavotte. 

                          STARLING
                Say it in English. 

                          BARNEY 
                Lechter's not buying up his Memorabilia. 
                He keeps it all in his "mind," do you
                see...? 

                          STARLING 
                Then who's buying it? 

                          BARNEY
                    (SHRUGS) 
                There's one or two freaks, and, for a
                "Pass," I'll rat them out to you...
                    (HE TAKES A PENCIL, AND PUTS A
                     COUPLE OF NAMES IN HER BOOK,
                     LEANING OVER HER) 

                          STARLING 
                That's the spirit... 

     ANGLE, BARNEY AS HE LEANS OVER, LOOMING OVER STARLING. 

                          BARNEY
                ...aren't you afraid of me...? 

                          STARLING
                You want me to be? 

                          BARNEY
                I'd prefer it... 
                    (HE FINISHES WRITING) 
                But it's just a vacant exercise. 

     HE AND STARLING FINISH THEIR COFFEE.  HE BEGINS TO WALK HER
     OUT. 

     ANGLE EXT BARNEY'S APARTMENT, AS THEY EXIT. 

                          STARLING 
                A vacant exercise, why...? 

                          BARNEY 
                You said "here's what they want you
                to do."  Aren't you part of them 
                anymore...?  Aren't you part of the FBI?
                'No Girl's Allowed,' or what?  Have you
                transgressed...? 

                          STARLING 
                Let's keep it to business, shall we? 

                          BARNEY 
                ...why have they stuck you on this silly
                little roust? 

                          STARLING
                ...they did it for a lark. 

                          BARNEY 
                Oh, Good.  The ornithological
                leitmotif... 

     HE TAKES HER OVER TO THE DEAD BIRD.  HE PICKS UP THE DEAD
     BIRD, AND SMOOTHS ITS FEATHERS.  HE ADDRESSES THE CIRCLING
     DOVE. 

                          BARNEY (cont'd) 
                Off you go.  You've grieved enough. 
                Anything more would be self-indulgence. 

                          STARLING 
                    (AS SHE LOOKS AT HER BOOK OF
                     NAMES) 
                Who are these guys...? 

                          BARNEY 
                Rich, comic book freaks. 

                          STARLING 
                And why is it a vacant exercise? 

                          BARNEY 
                Because we both know who's buying the
                Lechteriana. 

                          STARLING
                Who would that be. 

                          BARNEY 
                    (AS IF STATING THE MOST 
                     OBVIOUS FACT.) 
                Mason Verger.  For he cannot be free. 
                Dr. Lechter refashioned his body so it
                mirrors his soul, what an impossible
                injustice.  Can you be free....? 

                          STARLING 
                No, you're wrong about Verger. 

                          BARNEY
                Oh, yes.  He's found Peace. 

                          STARLING 
                Well, if he hasn't, I'm vastly
                mistaken. 

                          BARNEY 
                    (PAUSES, AND LOOKS AT HER
                     INTENTLY) 
                And have you found Peace..?
                    (PAUSE) 

     ANGLE, ON BARNEY, AS HE STARTS PUTTING THE DEAD BIRD IN
     HIS POCKET. 

                          STARLING 
                What'll you do with the bird...? 

                          BARNEY 
                Pluck it, and eat it.  It was so good to
                see you.. 

     BARNEY GOES BACK INTO HIS APARTMENT BUILDING.

     INT FBI HEADQUARTERS DAY. 

     STARLING IS COMING INTO THE READYROOM AREA, AND PASSES JOHN 
     BRIGHAM. 

                          BRIGHAM
                How you doin? 

                          STARLING 
                M'I gonna see you tonight? 

                          BRIGHAM
                That's right. 

                          STARLING 
                Then I'm doing fine. 

                          BRIGHAM 
                What's new onna street? 

                          STARLING 
                All Quiet Along the Potomac... 

     A TECHNICIAN WALKS BY AND STARLING RIPS A PAGE OUT OF HER
     NOTEBOOK AND HANDS IT TO HIM. 

                          STARLING (cont'd)
                Can we run this guy down? 

                          TECHNICIAN
                Who is he? 

                          STARLING 
                His job description?  He's a comic book
                freak. 

                          TECHNICIAN 
                Whadda we want him for...? 

                          STARLING 
                Insufficient Animation.  Just get me his
                vital signs, will you...?
                    (TO BRIGHAM)
                Catcha later... 
                    (SHE WALKS ON.) 

     ANGLE INS. 

     THE X-RAY MARKED HANNIBAL LECHTER.  NEXT TO IT, A SKETCH
     OF THE BACK OF THE HAND, WITH A SCAR, IN THE SHAPE OF A
     NUMERAL 3 ON IT. 

     A TECHNICIAN IS DISCUSSING THE MATERIALS WITH CRAWFORD.