Hannibal (2013–2015): Season 3, Episode 4 - Aperitivo - full transcript

- Previously on Hannibal...
- Dr. Hannibal Lecter
requests my company for dinner.

- This will be our last supper.
- Hannibal thinks you are
his man.

I think you're mine.
- They've issued a
warrant for your arrest, Will.

- Hello?
- They know.

- Hello, Jack. You're early.

- Each of us

whose life intersected Hannibal
Lecter lost something.

A limb here, a lung there.

A few feet of intestines.

The dead...
(man choking)

The dead at least have
the luxury



of being done
with what they lost.

But you and I, we still itch.

- (distorted): That little itch
must be telling you something.

- Would you like to discuss what
that little itch is telling you?

- Are you wearing makeup?

How long does it take you to put
your face on in the morning?

- Now that I've got the routine
down, no time at all.

- Tell you what;

you show me yours

and I'll show you mine.

(laboured breathing)

- There.

Now we can talk face-to-face.

- I understand you have offered



quite a substantial reward

for any kind of relevant
information on Hannibal Lecter,

not just the usual apprehension
and conviction.

- Yes, a million dollars.

One million.
We advertised worldwide.

High price for a fancy pig.

- Hannibal would be a prize pig
if I had him in my hospital,

but you do not intend to see him
institutionalized, do you?

- I'm saying nothing that would
force you

to break the bonds of
doctor-patient confidentiality.

- You do not want a therapist.

You want a profiler.

- I want to understand

Hannibal Lecter
to better understand myself.

- You survived him.

That is chief amongst what
you need to understand.
- "Survived him"?

That implies fortune
or skill on my part

that somehow allowed me to live.
This is exactly

how he intended me to live.

I know somewhere Dr. Lecter is
going to and fro in the earth

and walking up and down in it,

and very likely
having a good, fun time.

- How do you relieve the agony

of waiting for
Dr. Lecter's capture?

What do you fantasize about?

I wonder what would happen

if Hannibal Lecter
was in your hands.

- I worry we're heading
into territory

not secured by your fee.

I think I need to look elsewhere
for somebody

to tend to my
emotional well-being.

Good-bye, Dr. Chilton.

- Happy hunting.

(theme music playing)

- (Will): You were supposed
to leave.

- (Hannibal): We couldn't
leave without you.

(gasping)

(breathing rapidly)

- (man): How do you feel?

- Thirsty.

(heart monitor beeping)

- Feel well enough
for a visitor?

- Hello, Frederick.

- You were expecting
someone else?

- I was hoping for someone else.

- He knew exactly
how to cut you.

They said it was surgical.

He wanted you to live.

- He left us to die.

- But we didn't.

(Frederick sighing)

- Couple of suckers we've been.

He set us up
and knocked us down.

What bothers me the most is,

I think it was easy for him.

Shooting monkeys in a barrel.

You had encephalitis.

I do not know
what my excuse was.

- Compulsive imitation.

- How dull!

But maybe.

I am learning all sorts of new
things about myself these days.

I'm learning new things
about you, too.

- Imitation allows us to better
understand the behavior
of others.

- I have great empathy
for you, Will.

Both of us eviscerated
and accused --

I have literally felt your pain.

- We have matching scars.

- You need a friend...

...friend.

You will leave this hospital
under a cloud of suspicion.

- Not a cloud, a fog.

- I can help you get Hannibal
Lecter out of your head.

- And into your hospital.

- There's opportunity here --

for both of us.

We can catch the man

who framed and maimed us.

- There's no opportunity here,
Frederick.

Not for you.

- The optimist
believes we live in

the best of all possible worlds;
the pessimist

fears this is true.

This is your
best possible world, Will.

Not getting a better one.

(heartbeat pounding)

- I had hoped you would come
look for me...

But I understand
why you didn't.

- What can I do for you, Jack?

- Well, I'm here to, uh,

make sure that
you don't contradict

the official narrative.

Well, we're officers
of the FBI,

wounded in the course
of heroic duty.

- That's not true
for either of us.

- Well, we were supposed
to go together. That's...

That's on me.
My foul. My bad.

- Not all of our choices are
consciously calculated.

- No...

(sighing)
But our decisions are.

You remember when you
decided to call Hannibal?

- I wasn't decided
when I called him.

I just called him.

I deliberated
while the phone rang.

I decided when
I heard his voice.

- You told him we knew.

- I told him to leave,

'cause I wanted him to run.

- Why?

- Because...

Because he was my friend.

And because I wanted
to run away with him.

- What I said before

I will say again,

which is something
you cannot say:

that I did not warn you.

- Cannot see
what you will not see.

- Until it shoves you
out a window.

- I've always enjoyed
the word "defenestration" --

now I get to use it
in casual conversation.

- How many bones
did you break?

- You say that
like I broke them.

- You got yourself to the
window, Dr. Bloom,

if not through it.

- They told me a lot of marrow
got into my blood

and that I should expect
to find myself

thinking differently.

- Hallelujah!

I do not mean to kick you
when you are down.

I'm just reminding you
how you got down.

- And who I'm down with.

- We could all use a little

group therapy while
we're down here.

- There's only one "we"

you're really
interested in, Frederick,

and that "we" isn't really
interested in you.

- Will Graham could use
a breakthrough.

- Being broken
was his breakthrough?

- Being broken was yours.

Will has not had
his breakthrough yet.

He is saving that
for Dr. Lecter.

- It would be the best thing for
his therapy, really.

- It's only a matter of time
before they are back

in each other's orbit.

Shame not to have
the good seats,

If only to support poor Will.

- That would require
some manipulation.

- Some English on the ball,
as it were.

- (Hannibal): You were
so afraid of me.

The last time I saw you...

Before that last time
I saw you...

- What are you doing here?

- I guess I'm
looking for you.

- That's a good guess.

- What are you doing here?

- Mm, visiting old friends.

- You're not tempted to forget?

- No, no -- I don't want
to forget.

I'm building rooms
in my memory palace

for all my friends.

- Friendship is blackmail

elevated to the level of love.

- A mutually-unspoken pact

to ignore the worst
in one another

in order to continue
enjoying the best.

- After everything he's done,

can you still ignore
the worst in him?

- I came here
to be alone, Alana.

If you wouldn't mind...

- Hello.

I'm Dr. Bloom.

- You're the new psychiatrist.

- I went one exit too far
on the expressway,

came back along
the service road.

I'm not sure if this
is my entrance...

- This can be your entrance.

Isn't easy to find
the first time you come.

I'm Margot Verger.

- A witchy beauty
about this place.

- Yes, isn't there?

You should see it
in the spring.

The riot of lilacs
in the wind smells

nothing at all
like the stockyards

and slaughterhouses
one usually associates

with the Verger name.

- Can you please let your
brother know I'm here?

- He knows.

- Some people have trouble
talking with Mason,

so if it bothers you

or you can't take it,

I'd be happy to answer
any questions that you have.

- Thank you.
- (Mason): Margot,

you can leave us now.

- If my brother offers you
chocolate,

politely refuse.

- Ah! Good afternoon, Dr. Bloom.

- Good afternoon, Mr. Verger.

- You know, I thank God
for what happened.

It was my salvation.

Have you accepted Jesus,
Dr. Bloom?

Do you have faith?

- I was raised in a religious
atmosphere, Mr. Verger,

but whatever that left me with,
it's not religion.

- Left me with more.

You see, I'm free, Dr. Bloom.

I'm right with the Risen Jesus
and it's all OK now.

And nobody beats the Riz.

He will rise me up and smite
mine enemies

and I shall hear the
lamentations of their women.

That was once you, I'm told.

Dr. Lecter got

deeper inside you
than he did any of us.

(choking)

- Do you want me
to get the nurse?

- No, no, I'm...

I'm fine, now, heh...

It's all OK now.

- You're supposed to share any
relevant information

you find on Hannibal Lecter
with the FBI.

- Huh!

- Have you always done that?

- Not exactly.

I want you to understand,
Dr. Bloom,

that this is not
a revenge thing.

I have forgiven Dr. Lecter

as Our Saviour forgave
the Roman soldiers.

- Forgiveness isn't all it's
cracked up to be, Mr. Verger.

I don't need religion to
appreciate the idea

of Old Testament revenge.

- AH! Ah...
- ARGH!
(slamming)

(groaning and choking)
(slamming on door)

(heart pounding)
(phone ringing)

(heartbeat slows)

- (Bella): Jack?

Are you there?

(heart monitor beeping)

- Did I die?

- You did a lot of things.

Dying may have been
among them.

For once,

I'm glad you're stubborn.

- What's good
for the goose. Ha!

- You're not going
into the ground with me, Jack.

So stop trying.

- I was dead.

I knew I was dead.

All that was left
for me to do was die.

I thought if I could
hear your voice,

we both wouldn't
have to die alone.

- I'm not afraid of dying.

I'm not afraid

of what it will
be like to be dead.

(breathing shallowly)

I'm...more...

curious...

of any what-ifs

than I am of any absolutes.

You can do something
that I can't:

you can cut out

what's killing you.

- Every useful hoop our mind
can jump through

begins with a certain degree
of attention.

Focus is the most important
thing any of us can do.

You...

You are losing focus, Jack.

- I have refocused.

- Forced retirement
at the FBI?

You fall in love
with the Bureau,

but it does not fall in love
with you.

- Behavioral Sciences doesn't
have the resources.

Homeland Security
is the priority now.

Terrorists are more frightening
than psychopaths.

- (snorting): Not to me.

- Really?

The first thing you did after
getting shot in the face

was copyright
"Hannibal the Cannibal."

- A catchphrase is a trademark
and protected as a form
of property.

You are alive

because you did not pull
that glass from your neck.

Will Graham is alive

because Hannibal Lecter
likes him that way.

- Maybe it's one of those
friendships that ends

after the disemboweling.
- I would argue, with these two,

that's tantamount to flirtation.

Will is going to lead you

right to him.
- Oh, no he's not. Not to me.

I've let them both go.
I've let it all go.

- You dangle Will Graham
and now you cut bait?

You're letting Hannibal
have him hook, line and sinker.

- You'll excuse me, Dr. Chilton.

I like to be home
in the evenings

when my wife wakes up.

- (Bella): Hmm?

(Bella mumbling softly)

(Bella moaning weakly)

(moaning)

- (sounding distant): Jack?

- God, I love you in white.

- Jack?

- She'll look beautiful.

- Bella's dead.

That should change the view
from these windows.

It's not right if the view

stays the same.

It's not right.

- (Hannibal): I'm so sorry
about Bella, Jack.

- I opened my eyes
this morning

and at that moment,

before the weight of the day
came for me,

I didn't even think about
Bella dying.

I still think she was hoping to
die while I was out of the room,

but...

I was there when
her heart stopped.

And I held onto her
until her brain died.

- I hope she's somewhere
today, Jack,

and that she's comfortable.

- I hope she can see it
in my heart.

She had to die on me.

I knew it was coming,

but it still smarts.

I know what's coming
for you, Will.

You don't have
to die on me, too.

- Ow!

Ow...

- I'm saying "ow"!
- Blood is flowing.

Nerves are intact.

Pain is a good thing.

- This is why you can
never legally work

in the health industry, Cordell.

They were going to
throw you away.

You would have been wasted.

Ow...

- Scar tissue

is an awesome demonstration
of self-preservation.

The flesh's fight to exist,

down to the most basic cell,

is a wonder.
(mechanical whirring)

- At Communions
around the earth,

the devout believe that
through the miracle

of transubstantiation,

they eat the flesh and blood
of Christ.

- It is an impressive ceremony.

- I need to prepare
an even more impressive ceremony

with no transubstantiation
necessary.

Cordell, I have known you
to be absolutely reliable

and capable of almost anything.
Is that true?

- It is not untrue.

- I pay you a large salary

to be responsible
for my care and feeding.

- And all that that entails.

- All that that entails.

I would like you
to begin arrangements

for Dr. Hannibal Lecter
to be eaten alive.

- Do you have a preference

for how you would
like him prepared?

- Oh, Cordell...

If I had lips,
I would smile.

- All this time he eludes us --
he got away clean!

It's as though Hannibal Lecter
has dropped off the earth.

- Hannibal obviously
has good papers and money.

Europe is where a man
of his tastes would settle.

- Well, his tastes

are very specific.

- And that's how
you'll find him.

- Oh?
- The wine,

the truffles --

taste in all things

will be a constant between
Dr. Lecter's lives.

His name will change,
but his taste will not.

- Of course you know
what he would favour.

Tell me, Dr. Bloom,

does he favour you?

- I think I amused him.

Things either amuse him or they
don't. And if they don't...

Well, you didn't.

(snorts)

- Do you feel he ever

genuinely cared for you?

- I have no idea how Dr. Lecter
genuinely feels about me.

Last time we spoke,

he promised he'd kill me.

- Huh... So, tell me:

how does it feel to use
understanding

as a predator's tool?

- I'm using it as I've
always used it --

a psychiatric tool.

(whirring)

(clank)

- Why not take this
to Jack Crawford?

- Jack's done at the FBI;
a footnote

in his own Evil Minds Museum.

- I'm curious, Dr. Bloom,

how I have found you
in my pocket.

Do tell.

I'm all ears -- they've
just been...redistributed.

- You're preparing the theatre
of Hannibal's death.

I'm just doing my part to get
him to the stage.

(whimpering and crying)

(barking)

- Where's Will?

- He's already gone, Jack.

Will knows what he has to do.

Do you?

(creaking)

(theme music playing)