Hannibal Lecter Transcripts: Hannibal S1E9

Hannibal: Will, I wasn't expecting you.

Will: I don't know how I got here.

Hannibal: Your car is outside, so we know you drove.

Will: Well, I was on a beach in Grafton, West Virginia. I blinked and then I was waking up in your waiting room, except I wasn't asleep!

Hannibal: Grafton is three-and-a-half hours from here. You lost time.

Will: There is something wrong with me.

Hannibal: You're disassociating, Will. It's a desperate survival mechanism for a psyche that endures repeated abuse.

Will: I'm not abused!

Hannibal: You have an empathy disorder. What you feel is overwhelming you.

Will: I know, I know.

Hannibal: Yet you choose to ignore it. That's the abuse I'm referring to.

Will: Do you want me to quit?

Hannibal: Jack Crawford gave you a chance to quit and you didn't take it. Why?

Will: Um... I save lives.

Hannibal: And that feels good?

Will: Generally speaking, yeah.

Hannibal: What about your life?

Will: Huh?

Hannibal: I'm your friend, Will. I don't care about the lives you save. I care about your life and your life is separating from reality.

Will: I've been sleepwalking. I'm experiencing hallucinations. Maybe I should get a brain scan.

Hannibal: Will! Stop looking in the wrong corner for an answer to this. You were at the crime scene when you disassociated. Tell me about it.

Will: It was a totem pole of bodies.

Hannibal: In some cultures, crimes and guilt are made manifest, so that everyone can see them and see their shame.

Will: No, this isn't shame, this is celebration. He's marking his achievements.

Hannibal: And faced with this killer's achievements, your mind needed to escape and you lost time.

Will: Yes.

Hannibal: I'm worried about you, Will. You empathize so completely with the killers Jack Crawford has your mind wrapped around that you lose yourself to them. What if you lose time and hurt yourself? Or someone else? I don't want you to wake up and see a totem of your own making.

Will: I'm trying to be understated when I say that this is a bad idea.

Hannibal: Freddie Lounds is dangerous.

Abigail: She said she wanted me to write about you guys in the book.

Hannibal: You would be forfeiting your privacy and ours.

Will: This... this... Well, all of this will change. Whatever you're feeling now, that won't last. Things change. Things are changing for me, too. I've been doing some accounting of what's important in my life and what isn't. You are important, Abigail.

Abigail: Just because you killed my dad doesn't mean you get to be him.

Hannibal: Abigail, you've been through a traumatic event, and no one more traumatized than you, Abigail, but we went through it together. What you write, you write about all of us.

Abigail: I don't need your permission.

Hannibal: And you don't need our approval, but I hope it would mean something.

Abigail: I know what people think I did. They're wrong. Why can't I tell everybody that they're wrong?

Will: You have nothing to apologize for.

Hannibal: Yet. But if you open this door, Abigail, you won't control what comes through. Are you ready for that?

Jack: Nicholas Boyle turned up in Minnesota dead. His body was found in the woods. He was frozen. They thawed him out fairly quickly, but they can't tell if he died a week ago, six weeks ago or the night he disappeared.

Alana: How did he die?

Jack: Knife wound. He was gutted. I've had the body flown down here. I want Abigail Hobbs to identify it for us.

Hannibal: You already have a positive ID.

Jack: Not from Abigail Hobbs.

Alana: You can't put her in a room with Nick Boyle's body. She already has nightmares about him, Jack.

Jack: I'm curious about why.

Will: You can't think she has something to do with this.

Jack: I think Abigail Hobbs is the common denominator between her father, Marissa Schurr and Nicholas Boyle. They all go back to Abigail. My instincts tell me that Abigail has answers that we have not heard.

Will: What are the questions, Jack?

Jack: Let's start with where she goes when she climbs the walls of the psychiatric facility. Maybe she's meeting Nicholas Boyle. None of us know what was really going on between them.

Alana: I wanna go on record as saying that this is a very bad idea. Hannibal?

Hannibal: Jack has the look of a man with no interest in any opinion but his own.

Jack: I want you to observe on this, Alana.

Will: If you're putting Abigail in a room with the body, I wanna be there.

Jack: I'm sorry, Will. I am not very confident with your ability to be objective about Abigail Hobbs right now. Alana.

Will: He could do Abigail irreparable damage exposing her to this.

Hannibal: Perhaps she's stronger than we think.

Hannibal: It can be a comfort to see the broken, bloated corpse of a monster and know it can never come back.

Abigail: Nick Boyle wasn't a monster.

Hannibal: Were you?

Abigail: I sometimes feel like one.

Hannibal: Is that why you uncovered his body? Would this be a chapter in your book, Abigail?

Abigail: No. Neither would killing Nick or you helping me hide the body.

Hannibal: There's always an addendum.

Abigail: The FBI already asked their questions. I answered them. I passed.

Hannibal: With Jack Crawford's attention.

Abigail: You're right. I opened the door. I can't control what comes through it, but this time I could control when. I'm not afraid of them finding Nicholas Boyle any more. He's been found.

Hannibal: You betrayed my trust. You jeopardized my life, as well as your own. I deserve more than that. I need to trust you, Abigail. What if I can't?

Hannibal: Hello, Will.

Will: Abigail Hobbs killed Nick Boyle.

Hannibal: Yes, I know.

Will: Tell me why you know.

Hannibal: I helped her dispose of the body.

Will: Evidently... not well enough.

Hannibal: Have you told Jack Crawford?

Will: No.

Hannibal: Why not?

Will: Because I was hoping it wasn't true.

Hannibal: Well... now you know the truth.

Will: Do I?

Hannibal: Everything you know about that night is true, except the end. Nicholas Boyle attacked us. Abigail's only crime was to defend herself and I lied about it.

Will: Why?

Hannibal: You know why. Because Jack Crawford would hang her for what her father's done and the world would burn Abigail in his place. That would be the story. That would be what Freddie Lounds writes. Abigail is no more a killer than you are for shooting her father or I am for the death of Tobias Budge.

Will: It isn't our place to decide.

Hannibal: If not ours, then whose? Who knows Abigail better than you and I? Or the burden she bears? We are her fathers now. We have to serve her better than Garret Jacob Hobbs. If you go to Jack, then you murder Abigail's future. Do I need to call my lawyer, Will? We can tell no one. What we are doing here is the right thing. In time, this will be the only story any of us cares to tell.

Hannibal: I feel terrible, Ms Lounds. It never entered my head you might be a vegetarian. A lapse on my behalf.

Freddie: Research always delivers benefits.

Will: If it contradicts a good story, hell, publish it anyway.

Freddie: Are you still angry I called you insane? The libel laws are clear, Mr. Graham.

Will: Insinuation is such a grey area.

Freddie: Insane isn't really black or white, is it? We're all pathological in our own ways.

Will: You choose the version of the truth that suits you best and pursue it pathologically.

Freddie: Everybody decides their own versions of the truth. I'm here because I want to tell Abigail's version of the truth.

Will: See that you do.

Abigail: I don't have anything to hide.

Freddie: Everyone has something to hide. But I won't tell anything you don't want me to.

Hannibal: You must understand our concerns. We care about Abigail. Our only thought is to protect her.

Freddie: She's already exposed. Her silence until now has been taken as guilt. This book is about her innocence. I want Abigail to have a future.

Will: That's what we all want.

Hannibal: Well, we all want what's best for Abigail.

Will: This is possibly the finest salad I've ever eaten in my life. Shame to ruin it with all that meat.

Abigail: Will knows, doesn't he?

Hannibal: He knows you killed Nicholas Boyle, yes.

Abigail: What am I gonna do?

Hannibal: He will keep our secret.

Abigail: You don't know that.

Hannibal: He will keep it because otherwise the one good thing in his life is tainted. And he will lie to Jack Crawford about you. Just as he has lied to himself. You're free, Abigail. No one will know what you did. And no one will know the truth you're trying to avoid. The one you cannot admit even to yourself.

Abigail: I helped him.

Hannibal: I can't hear you.

Abigail: I helped him. I knew what my father was. I knew what he did. I... I knew. I was the one who... met the girls. Talked to them. Laughed and joked. Found out where they lived, where they were going, when they'd be alone. Girls that looked just like me. They could've been my friends. I-I couldn't say no to him. I knew... I knew it was them or me.

Hannibal: I wondered when you would tell me.

Abigail: I'm a monster.

Hannibal: No. I know what monsters are. You're a victim. And Will and I... we're going to protect you.