THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS EXT. Exercise Course FBI INSTRUCTOR Starling! Starling! Crawford wants to see you in his office. STARLING Thank you, sir. INT. FBI Hall ARDELIA Clarice! STARLING Hey! (high five) INT. FBI Building AGENT BURROUGHS So, there shouldn't be any problem-- (to STARLING) You looking for Crawford? STARLING Yes, sir. AGENT BURROUGHS Well, he'll be back in a couple of minutes. Why don't you wait in his office. (to other agent) and then, umm, I think.... INT. Crawford's Office. (The walls are covered with crime scene photos and newspaper clippings. "Bill Skins Fifth" is a prominent headline.) CRAWFORD Starling, Clarice M., Good morning. STARLING Good morning, Mr. Crawford. CRAWFORD Sorry to pull you off the course on such short notice. Your instructors tell me you're doing well. Top quarter of your class. STARLING I hope so. They haven't posted any grades yet. CRAWFORD A job's come up and I thought about you. Not a job, really. More of an interesting errand. Sit down. STARLING (sitting) Yes, sir. CRAWFORD I remember you from my seminar at UVA. You grilled me pretty hard, as I recall, on the bureau's civil rights record in the Hoover years.. Gave you an A. STARLING A minus, sir. Oops!! Starling is a graduate of UVa, with a double in Psychology and Criminology?? Nope! UVA has never offered a degree in Criminology. CRAWFORD (contd.) Let's see. Double major, Psych and Criminology, Graduated Magna. Summer internships at the Reitzinger Clinic. Says here when you graduate you want to come work for me in Behavioral Science. STARLING Yes, very much sir. Very much. CRAWFORD We're interviewing all the serial killers now in custody, for a psychobehavioral profile. Could be a real help in unsolved cases. Most of them have been happy to talk to us. Do you spook easily, Starling? STARLING Not yet, sir? CRAWFORD See, the one we want most refuses to cooperate. I want you to go after him again today, in the asylum. STARLING And, who's the subject? CRAWFORD The psychiatrist - Hannibal Lecter. STARLING(to herself) Hannibal the Cannibal... CRAWFORD I don't expect him to talk to you, but I have to be able to say we tried... So if he won't cooperate, I want just straight reporting. How's he look, how's his cell look, Is sketching, drawing? If he is, what's he sketching. Here's a dossier on Lecter, copy of our questionnaire, and a special ID for you... Have your memo on my desk by 0800 Wednesday. STARLING Okay.. Excuse me sir, but why the urgency? Lecter's been in prison now for so many years. Is there some connection between him and Buffalo Bill maybe? CRAWFORD I wish there were. Now, I want your full attention, Starling. STARLING Yes sir. CRAWFORD Be very careful with Hannibal Lecter. Dr. Chilton at the asylum will go over the physical procedures used with him. Do not deviate from them, for any reason whatsoever. Now you're to tell him nothing personal, Starling. Believe me, you don't want Hannibal Lecter inside your head... Just do your job, but never forget what he is. STARLING And what is that? CHILTON (voice over) Oh, he's a monster. A pure psychopath... CUT TO: INT. CHILTON'S OFFICE - BALTIMORE STATE HOSPITAL FOR THE CRIMINALLY INSANE - DAY CHILTON It's so rare to capture one alive. From a research point of view, Dr. Lecter is our most prized asset... You know, we get a lot of detectives here, but I must say, I can't ever remember one as attractive. Will you be in Baltimore overnight...? Because this can be quite a fun town, if you have the right guide. STARLING I'm sure this is a great town, Dr. Chilton, but my instructions are to talk to Dr. Lecter and report back this afternoon. CHILTON I see. Let's make this quick, then. INT. ASYLUM CORRIDOR - UPPER FLOOR - DAY CHILTON We've tried to study him, of course - but he's much too sophisticated for the standard tests. And oh my, does he hate us! Thinks I'm his nemesis... Crawford's very clever, isn't he? Using you. STARLING How do you mean, Dr. Chilton? CHILTON A pretty young woman, to turn him on? I don't believe Lecter's ever seen a woman in eight years. And oh, are you ever his "taste" - so to speak. STARLING I graduated from UVA, Doctor. It's not a charm school. CHILTON Good. Then you should be able to remember the rules. CUT TO: INT. DIFFERENT CORRIDOR - LOWER FLOOR - DAY CHILTON Do not touch the glass, do not approach the glass. You pass him nothing but soft paper - no pencils or pens. No staples or paperclips in his paper. Use the sliding food carrier, no exceptions. If he attempts to pass you anything do not accept it. Do you understand me? STARLING Yes, I understand, sir.. CHILTON I'm going to show you why we insist on such precautions... On the afternoon of July 8, 1981, he complained of chest pains and was taken to the dispensary. His mouthpiece and restraints were removed for an EKG. When the nurse leaned over him, he did this to her... [He hands Clarice a small, dog-eared photo. Looking at it, she is stopped in her tracks. This pleases Chilton.] CHILTON (contd.) The doctors managed to re-set her jaw, more or less, and save one of her eyes. His pulse never got over eighty-five, even when he ate her tongue. I keep him in here. STARLING Dr. Chilton - if Lecter feels that you're his enemy , then maybe we'll have more luck if I go in by myself. What do you think? CHILTON You might have suggested that in my office, and saved me the time. STARLING Yes sir, but then I would've missed the pleasure of your company, sir. CHILTON When she's finished, bring her out. INT. GUARD ROOM STARLING Hi, I'm Barney. He told you, don't get near the glass? STARLING (shaking his hand) Yes, he did. Clarice Starling STARLING Mmmhmm. Nice to meet you, Clarice. You can hang your coat up there if you like. STARLING Thank you, I will. STARLING He's past the others, the last cell. You keep to the right. I put out a chair for you. STARLING Oh yes, it's very good. Thank you. STARLING I'll be watching. You'll do fine. INT. LECTER'S CORRIDOR - DAY FRIENDLY PSYCHOPATH Hi! MIGGS I c-can sssmell your cunt! INT. LECTER'S CELL LECTER Good Morning. STARLING Dr. Lecter... My name is Clarice Starling. May I speak with you? LECTER You're one of Jack Crawford's, aren't you? STARLING I am, yes sir. LECTER May I see your credentials? STARLING Certainly. LECTER Closer, please... ... Closer... That expires in one week. (wink) You're not real FBI, are you? STARLING I'm still in training at the Academy. LECTER Jack Crawford sent a trainee to me? STARLING Yes, I'm a student, I'm here to learn from you. Maybe you can decide for yourself whether or not I'm qualified enough to do that. LECTER Mmmmm... That is rather slippery of you, Agent Starling. Sit. Please. Now then. Tell me, what did Miggs say to you? "Multiple Miggs," in the next cell. He hissed at you. What did he say? STARLING He said: "I can smell your cunt." LECTER I see. I myself cannot. (he inhales deeply) You use Evyan skin cream, and sometimes you wear L'Air du Temps, but not today. STARLING Did you do all these drawings, Doctor? LECTER Ah. That is the Duomo, seen from the Belvedere. You know Florence? STARLING All that detail, just from memory, sir? LECTER Memory, Agent Starling, is what I have instead of view. STARLING Well, perhaps you'd care to lend us your view on this questionairre, sir. LECTER No, no, no, no, no.. You were doing fine, you had been courteous and receptive to courtesy, you had established trust with the embarrassing truth about Miggs, and now this ham-handed segue into your questionnaire. It won't do. STARLING I'm only asking you to look at this, Doctor. Either you will or you won't. LECTER Yeah.. Jack Crawford must be very busy indeed if he's recruiting help from the student body. Busy hunting that new one, Buffalo Bill... What a naughty boy he is! Do you know WHY he's called Buffallo bill? Please tell me.. the newspapers won't say. STARLING Well, it started as a bad joke in Kansas City Homicide. They said... this one likes to skin his humps. LECTER Why do you think he removes their skins, Agent Starling? Thrill me with your acumen. STARLING It excites him. Most serial killers keep some sort of trophies from their victims. LECTER I didn't. STARLING No. No, you ate yours. LECTER You send that through. (She sends him the VICAP) Oh, Agent Starling... You think you can dissect me with this blunt little tool? STARLING No. I thought that your knowledge - LECTER You're sooo ambitious, aren't you...? You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well-scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste... Good nutrition's given you some length of bone, but you're not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling...? And that accent you're trying so desperately to shed - pure West Virginia. What was your father, dear? Was he a coal miner? Did he stink of the lamp...? You know how quickly the boys found you! All those tedious, sticky fumblings, in the back seats of cars, while you could only dream of getting out. Getting anywhere. Getting all the way - to the F...B...I. STARLING You see a lot, Doctor. But are you strong enough to point that high-powered perception at yourself? What about it? Why don't you look at yourself and write down what you see? Maybe you're afraid to. LECTER (sliding the VICAP back to her) A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice Chianti... You fly back to school,little Starling. (softly) fly fly fly. fly fly fly. INT. LECTER'S CORRIDOR MIGGS I b-bit my wrist so I c-can diiiieeee! Look at the bloooodd! (Miggs throwns semen on Starling) FRIENDLY PSYCHOPATH MIGGS, you stupid fuck! BROODING PSYCHOPATH Hannibal the Cannibal! LECTER (O.S.) Agent Starling... Agent Starling! (Starling returns) LECTER I would not have had that happen to you. Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me. STARLING Then do this test for me. LECTER No. But I will make you happy... I'll give you a chance for what you love most. STARLING What's that, Dr. Lecter? LECTER Advancement, of course. Look deep into yourself, Clarice Starling. Go seek Miss Mofet, an old patient of mine. M-O-F-E-T... Go now, I don't think Miggs could manage again quite so soon, even though he is crazy. Go, Now! CUT TO: EXT. THE HOSPITAL - PARKING LOT - DAY IN FLASHBACK FATHER Hey Bill. YOUNG STARLING(with thick accent) Daddy! (runs up, hugs her father) FATHER Hey, Clarice. Come on over here. YOUNG STARLING Get any bad guys today, daddy? FATHER No angel, they all got away. YOUNG STARLING Aww, shoot. EXT. Asylum Parking Lot (Starling crying on her car) EXT. FBI ACADEMY FIRING RANGE - DAY (STARLING firing loud cut) STUDENT FBI! Hands up! Don't move! STARLING Turn around, hands behind your back. thumbs up. FBI INSTRUCTOR You're dead Starling. Johnson, good job. Good entry, good commands. Starling, where's your danger area? STARLING In the corner, sir. FBI INSTRUCTOR Did you check the corner? STARLING No sir. FBI INSTRUCTOR That's the reason your dead. EXT. TRACK (Clarie and Ardelia are jogging) ARDELIA 309? STARLING 309, breaking doors or windows to enter or exit.. Rule 404? CUT TO: INT. FBI ACADEMY LIBRARY - NIGHT ARDELIA Clarice, phone. It's the guru. STARLING Crawford? Thanks, Ardelia. CRAWFORD Starling? STARLING Sir? CRAWFORD Miggs is dead.. STARLING Dead? how? STARLING The orderly heard Lecter whispering to him and Miggs crying. They found him at bed check, he'd swallowed his own tongue. (pause) Starling? STARLING Yes, I'm still here sir. I just. I don't know how to feel about this. CRAWFORD You don't have to feel any way about it. Lecter did it to amuse himself. Look I know it got ugly today but he mentioned a name, at the end. "Mofet..." Any followup on her? STARLING Well, Lecter altered or destroyed most of his patient histories, prior to capture so there's no record of anyone named Mofet. But umm. I thought the "Yourself" reference was too hoaky for Lecter. So, I figured.. he's from Balitmore. And I looked in the phone book and there's a "Yourself Storage Facility" right outside of downtown Baltimore. DISSOLVE TO: EXT. "YOURSELF STORAGE" - DUSK (RAINING) MR. LANG Unit 31 was leased for ten years. Pre-paid in full... The contract is in the name of a "Miss Hester Mofet." STARLING So nobody's been in here since 1980? MR. LANG Not to my knowledge. Privacy is a great concern to my customers. STARLING Yes, I won't disturb anything. I promise. I'll be out of here before you know it. MR. LANG Can I help? STARLING Yes, actually you can. (they attempt to open the garage door) It's stuck MR. LANG We could return tomorrow, with my son. STARLING What about him? MR. LANG I would ask my driver to help you, but he detests physical labor. STARLING Right.. Well, you just stay here, I'll be back in one minute. (she returns with a car jack, raising the door about a foot) It's stuck.. hand me that flashlight, sir? STARLING Oh, umm. (hands him a card) If this door should fall down, or. - ha ha! - anything else - this is the number for our Baltimore field office. Now, they know that you're with me. You call them if anything should happen. MR. LANG Yes, Miss. INT. GARAGE (Clarice slides under door, cutting her leg. She enters the garage, finding a car. Opening the car door, she sees a manaquinn, wearing a dress and furs, sitting inside. The maniquinn's head is covered by a cloth. she removes the cloth to discover a severed human head preserved in a jar) EXT. BALITMORE HOSPITAL BARNEY Clarice. Here, they're waiting for you. Watch yourself. STARLING Thanks INT. DR. LECTER'S CELL AND CORRIDOR - NIGHT (DIM LIGHT) STARLING Hester Moffet. It's an anagram, isn't it, Doctor? Hester Mofet... "The rest of me." Miss The-Rest-of-Me... Meaning, that you rented that garage. (food carrier slides open. Starling looks inside, there is a clean, white towel. She looks inside the darkened cell and cannot see Lecter. Finally she takes the towel and uses it to dry her hair.) STARLING (contd.) Thank you. DR. LECTER Your bleeding has stopped. STARLING How did - (she stops herself) It's nothing. It's just a scratch. Dr. Lecter, whose head is in that bottle? DR. LECTER Why don't you ask me about Buffalo Bill? STARLING Do you know something about him? DR. LECTER I might if I saw the case file. You could get that for me. STARLING Why don't we talk about "Miss Mofet?" You wanted me to find him. DR. LECTER His real name is Benjamin Raspail. A former patient of mine, whose romantic attachments ran to, shall we say, the exotic...? I did not kill him, I assure you. Merely tucked him away. Very much as I found him, after he's missed three appointments. STARLING But if you didn't kill him, then who did? DR. LECTER Who can say...? Best thing for him, really. His therapy was going nowhere. STARLING His dress? makeup? Raspail was a transvestite? DR. LECTER In life? oh no. Garden variety manic-depressive.. Tedious. Very tedious. And I just think of him as kind of experiment. A fledgling killer's first effort at transformation. How did you feel when you saw him, Clarice? STARLING Scared, at first. Then - exhilarated. DR. LECTER Jack Crawford is helping your career, isn't he? Apparently he likes you. And you like him, too. STARLING I never thought about it. DR. LECTER Do you think Jack Crawford wants you, sexually? True, he's much older, but - do you think he visualizes scenarios, exchanges... fucking you? STARLING That doesn't interest me, Doctor. And frankly, it's the sort of thing Miggs would say. DR. LECTER Not anymore... (The cell's lights suddenly come on, revealing Lecter against the far back wall) Thank you, Barney. STARLING What happened to your drawings? DR. LECTER Punishment, you see. For Miggs. Just like that gospel program. When you leave, they'll turn the volume way up. Dr. Chilton does enjoy his petty torments. STARLING What did you mean by transformation, Doctor? DR. LECTER I've been in this room for eight years, now Clarice. And I know they will never, ever let me out while I'm alive. What I want is a view. I want a window where I can see a tree, or even water. I want to be in a federal institution, far away from Dr. Chilton. STARLING What did you mean by fledgling killer? Are you saying that he's killed again. DR. LECTER I'm offering you a psychological profile of Buffalo Bill based on the case evidence.. I'll help you catch him, Clarice. STARLING You know who he is, don't you? Tell me who decapitated your patient, Doctor. DR. LECTER All good things to those who wait. I've waited, Clarice, but how long can you and dull Jacky boy wait? Our little billy must all ready be searching for that next special lady. INT. Catherine's Car ("An American Girl" plays. Catherine sings along with the music. Behind her, we can see headlights.) EXT. PARKING LOT - THE APARTMENT COMPLEX - NIGHT CATHERINE (to cat, meowing from window) Hey, little cheeper. I'll be right there. (a man, with a cast on his forearm is trying to put a chair in his van, dropping it repeatedy) CATHERINE Can I help you with that? MAN Would you? CATHERINE Sure. MAN Thank you. CATHERINE That's allright. You look kinda handicapped. MAN Yeah, I got it this far, I just can't get it up in the truck. Here just grab this.. CATHERINE okay MAN Set it down. That's good. Now get in the truck, I want to push it all the way back. I really appreciate this, yeah. CATHERINE Is this good? MAN That's great. MAN Are you about a size 14? CATHERINE What? (The Man attacks Catherine and knocks her unconscious) MAN Good. MAN (contd.) Good. MAN (contd.) Gooood... INT. HALLWAY - CLASSROOM BUILDING - DAY BOXING INSTRUCTOR Starling! outside, let's go. Cindy, in the ring for Starling! BRIGHAM Saddle up, pack your field gear. You're moving out. You're goin' with Crawford. STARLING Where? BRIGHAM Found a girl's body down in West Virginia. Been in the water about a week. Looks like a Buffalo Bill-type situation. INT. BEECHCRAFT PLANE - DAY (FLYING) CRAWFORD He keeps them alive for three days. We don't know why... There's no evidence of rape or physical abuse prior to death. All the mutilation you see there is post-mortem. Okay, Three days. Then he shoots them, skins them and dumps them. Each body in a different river. The water leaves us no trace evidence of any kind. That's Fredrica Bimmel, the first one... Her body was the only one he took the trouble to weight down, so actually, she was the third girl found. After her, he got lazy... Okay, let's see. Circles where the girls were abducted, arrows where the bodies were found. This new one day washed up here. Elk River, West Virginia. INT. Car CRAWFORD Look at him, Starling. Tell me what you see. STARLING (choosing her words carefully) He's a white male... Serial killers tend to hunt within their own ethnic group. And he's not a drifter - he's got his own house, somewhere. Not an apartment. CRAWFORD Why? STARLING What he does with them - takes privacy... He's in his 30's or 40's - he's got real physical strength, combined with an older man's self-control. He's cautious, precise. And he's never impulsive... He'll never stop. CRAWFORD Why not? STARLING He's got a real taste for it now. And he's getting better at his work. CRAWFORD Not bad, Starling. Questions? STARLING Yes sir. You haven't mentioned anything contained in my report or Dr. Lecter's offer? CRAWFORD I'm considering it. STARLING That is why you sent me in there, isn't it? To get his help on Buffalo Bill, sir? If that's the case, I just. I wish I was in on it is all. CRAWFORD If I had sent you in there with an actual agenda, Lecter would have known it, instantly. He would have toyed with you and turned to stone. INT. FUNERAL HOME - BACK CORRIDOR - DAY TROOPER Excuse me, Sheriff Perkins? these are the FBI people. CRAWFORD Sheriff Perkins? Jack Crawford, FBI... Special Agent Terry, Agent Starling. We appreciate being invited into your jurisdiction. SHERIFF (grim, unsociable) I didn't call you. That was somebody from the state attorney's office... We'll extend you ever courtesy, but right now CRAWFORD Sheriff, this, ah - this type of sex crime has certain aspects I'd as soon discuss in private. Know what I mean? FLASHBACK. INT. FUNERAL HOME (YOUNG Clarice views her father's body) CUT BACK TO ADULT STARLING SHERIFF Oscar, run fetch Dr. Akin from the chapel. CRAWFORD Starling, with me. SHERIFF Tell Lamar to come on when he's finished playing his music. INT. EMBALMING ROOM - DAY The room is pac CRAWFORD I need a six-way linkup! Chicago, Detroit-- What? What? STARLING Excuse me? Gentlemen. You officers and gentlemen! You listen here a minute, please. Y'all brought her this far, and I know her folks would thank you if they could for your kindness and your sensitivity. But now please - go on now and let us take care of her... Go on, now. (they begin to file out) Thank you. Thank you. CRAWFORD (on phone) Okay, good. Yeah, that's right. Westberg. Elk River. Stand by for transmission. Ray? (they distribute vasoline, each placing some under their nostrils) Doctor, Lamar.. Let's take a look at her. (they unzip the body bag) Okay Starling. STARLING Star-shaped entrance contact entrance wound over the sternum. muscle stamp at the top. DR. AKIN Wrongful death... STARLING Wrongful death. DR. KIN She'll have to go to the state pathologist at Claxton (Crawford nods) I better get back to that service. Lamar'll help you. (shaken) Lord almighty... CRAWFORD What else do you see, Starling? STARLING Well, she's not local. Her ears are pierced three times each, and there's glitter nail polish. Looks like town to me... Two of her fingernails are broken off, and there's - dirt or grit under them. It looks like she tried to claw her way through something... CRAWFORD Ray, get pictures of her teeth. We'll fax them through Missing Persons. STARLING She's got something in her throat. LAMAR When a body comes out of the water, Lots of times there's like, leaves and things in the mouth. CRAWFORD What is it - some kind of seed pod? LAMAR No sir, that's a bug cocoon. there's no way that could get way down in there like that. STARLING Not unless somebody shoved it in there... TERRY She'll be easier to print if we turn her over. Lamar, will you give me a hand with this? LAMAR Yessir, I will. TERRY Jack, what do you make of these? CRAWFORD Hmm. Different configuration than the other victims. Get close ups. STARLING Victim's skin removed, this time in two large diamond shaped sections above the buttocks. Stellate exit wound level with the second or third thoracic vertebrae, approximately six inches from the right shoulder blade. CUT TO: EXT. BACK STEPS OF THE FUNERAL HOME - DAY CRAWFORD Starling, when I told that sheriff we shouldn't talk in front of a woman, that really burned you, didn't it? It was just smoke, Starling, I had to get rid of him. STARLING It matters, Mr. Crawford... Cops look at you to see how to act... It matters. CRAWFORD Point taken. STARLING Litagure marks found around the wrists, not around the ankles. this would indicate the skinning was post-mortem. CUT TO: INT. MUSEUM OFFICE - DAY CLOSE ON an live, enormous, rhinoceros beetle, as it weaves its clumsy way among the men on a chessboard, before finally stepping off the edge, onto a lettuce leaf. RODEN (V.O.) Time, Pilch! My move. PILCHER (V.O.) No fair! You lured him with produce. RODEN Tough noogies! It's still my turn. nice and slow baby. STARLING If the beetle moves one of your men, does that still count? RODEN Of course it counts. How do you play? PILCHER Agent Starling? INT. Museum Hall RODEN Where the heck did this come from? It's practically mush. STARLING It was found behind the soft pallete of murder victim. The body was in the Elk River in West Virginia. PILCHER It's Buffalo Bill, isn't it? STARLING I'm afraid I can't tell you any more about that? PILCHER We heard about it on the radio RODEN You mean this is like a clue from a real murder case? Coolo! PILCHER Ignore him, he's not a Ph.D . INT. Specimen Room RODEN A Sphingid Ceratonia maybe. Boy, he's a big sucker. Okay, let's check morphology. PILCHER What do you do when you're not detecting, Agent Starling? STARLING I try to be a student, Dr. Pilcher. PILCHER Ever go out for cheeseburgers and beer? The amusing house wine...? STARLING Are you hitting on me, Doctor? PILCHER Yes. RODEN Gotcha! PILCHER What ya got, Roden? RODEN Agent Starling, meet Mister Acherontia styx. PILCHER Weird. RODEN Better known to his friends as the Death's-head Moth... STARLING Now where does it come from? RODEN That's what's strange, they only live in Asia. PILCHER In this country they'd have to be specially raised, from imported eggs. RODEN Oh yes, somebody grew this guy. Fed him honey and nightshade. Kept him warm.. Somebody loved him. INT. RECREATION ROOM - FBI ACADEMY - DAWN CLOSE ON a TV screen, filled with a photo of Catherine Martin. TV ANCHOR (V.O.) Good morning, I'm Donna Ferucchi, I'm Gene Kessle with sports, and I'm Tim Langhorn. Our top story for this morning. Catherine Martin, the 25 year old daughter of Senator Ruth Martin, liisted first as a missing person, is now believed to have been kidnapped by the serial killer known only as "Buffalo Bill." TV ANCHOR (contd.) Memphis Police sources indicate that the missing girl's blouse has been identified, sliced up the back, in what has become a kind of grim, all too familar calling card. Young Catherine Martin, as we've said, is the only daughter of U.S. Senator Ruth Martin, the Republican junior senator from Tennessee. And while her kidnapping is not at this point considered to be politically motivated, nevertheless it has stirred the government to its highest levels. Reached for comment on the ski slopes of Stowe, Vermont, the President himself is said to be, and I quote, "intensely concerned." Just moments ago, Senator Martin made this dramatic personal plea... SEN. MARTIN I'm speaking now to the person who is holding my daughter. Catherine is very gentle and kind - talk to her and you'll see. You have the power. You're in charge. I know you can feeel love and compassion. SEN. MARTIN You have a wonderful chance to show the whole world that you can be merciful, as well as strong. That you're big enough to treat Catherine better than the world has treated you. You have that power. Please. My daughter is Catherine. ARDELIA Boy, is that smart... Jesus that's really smart. STUDENT She keeps repeating the name.. STARLING If he sees her as a person - not just an object, it's harder to tear her up. SEN. MARTIN Please. Release my little girl. INT. HOSPITAL CHILTON What you're doing, Miss Starling, is coming into my hospital to conduct an interview, and refusing to share information with me. For the third time! STARLING Sir, I told you - this is just routine follow-up on the Raspail case. CHILTON He is my patient! I have rights! STARLING Well, I understand that, sir. CHILTON I'm not just some turnkey, Miss Starling. STARLING This is the U.S. Attorney's number. Now please - either discuss this with him, or let me do my job. okay now? CUT TO: INT. DR. LECTER'S CELL AND CORRIDOR - DAY STARLING If your profile helps us catch Buffalo Bill in time to save Catherine Martin, the Senator promises you a transfer to the V.A. hospital at Oneida Park, New York, with a view of the woods nearby. Maximum security still applies of course. You'd have reasonable access to books. Best of all, though - one week of the year you get to leave the hospital and go here. Plum Island. Every day of that week you may walk on the beach, you may swim in the ocean, for up to one hour, under SWAT team surveillance, of course... there you have it. A copy of the Buffalo Bill case file, a copy of Senator Martin's offer. This offer is non-negotable and final. If Catherine dies - you get nothing. DR. LECTER "Plum Island Animal Disease Research Center." Sounds charming. STARLING That's only part of the island.There's a very, very nice beach. Terns nest there, there beautiful-- DR. LECTER Terns... If I help you, Clarice, it will be "turns" with us, too. Quid pro quo. I tell you things, you tell me things. Not about this case, though - about yourself. Quid pro quo. Yes or no? (She is silent) Yes or no, Clarice. Poor little Catherine is waiting. STARLING Go, Doctor. DR. LECTER What's your worst memory of childhood? STARLING The death of my father. DR. LECTER Tell me, and don't lie, or I'll know. STARLING He was a town marshal... and one night he surprised two burglars, coming out the back of a drugstore... They shot him. DR. LECTER Was he killed outright? STARLING No. He was very strong, he lasted more than a month. My mother - died when I was very young, so my father had become the whole world to me... After he left me, I had nothing. I was ten years old. DR. LECTER You're very frank, Clarice. I think it would be quite something to know you in private life. STARLING Quid pro quo, Doctor. DR. LECTER So tell me about Miss West Virginia - was she a large girl? STARLING Yes. DR. LECTER Big through the hips. Roomy. STARLING They all were. DR. LECTER What else...? STARLING She had an insect deliberately inserted in her throat. Now that hasn't been made public yet. We don't know what it means. DR. LECTER Was it a butterfly? STARLING Yes. A moth... Just like the one we found in Benjamin Raspail's head an hour ago. Why does he place them there, doctor? DR. LECTER The significance of the moth is change. Caterpillar into chrysalis or pupa, and from this into into beauty... Our Billy wants to change, too. STARLING (puzzled) There's no correlation in the literature between transsexualism and violence. Transsexuals are very passive. DR. LECTER Clever girl. You're so close to the way you're going to catch him - do you realize that? STARLING No. Tell me why. DR. LECTER After your father's murder, you were orphaned. What happened next? (Clarice drops her gaze) I don't imagine the answer is on those second-rate shoes, Clarice. STARLING I went to live with my mother's cousin and her husband in Montana. They had a ranch. DR. LECTER Was it a cattle ranch? STARLING Sheep and horses. DR. LECTER How long did you live there? STARLING Two months. DR. LECTER Why so briefly? STARLING I - ran away... DR. LECTER Why, Clarice? Did the rancher make you perform fellatio? Did he sodomize you? STARLING No, he was a very decent man. Quid pro quo, Doctor. DR. LECTER Billy is not a real transsexual, but he thinks he is. He tries to be. He's tried to be a lot of things, I expect. STARLING When you said I was very close to the way we'd catch him. What did you mean, Doctor? DR. LECTER There are three major centers for transsexual surgery: Johns Hopkins, the University of Minnesota, and Columbus Medical center. I wouldn't be surprised if Billy had applied for sex reassignment at one or all of them, and been rejected. STARLING On what basis would they reject him? DR. LECTER Look for severe childhood disturbances associated with violence. Our billy wasn't born a criminal, he was made one through years of systematic abuse.. INT CHILTON'S OFFICE (Chilton listens to the conversation through an earphone) DR. LECTER (off screen) Billy hates his own identity, you see. And he thinks that makes him a transexual-- but his pathology is a thousand times more savage and more terrifying. CATHERINE (O.S.) Pleeeeeeeease.....! DISSOLVE TO: INT. GUMB'S CELLAR - DAY (DIM LIGHT) A shadowy male figure looks down at us, leaning over the edge of a deep hole. He holds a little white poodle in his arms, stroking it. This is GUMB, aka "Buffalo Bill." GUMB (softly) It rubs the lotion on its skin. It does this whenever it is told. CATHERINE Mister... my family will pay cash. Whatever ransom you're askin' for, they pay it. GUMB It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again. Yes, it will, Precious, won't it? It will get the hose! CATHERINE (under her breath) Okay.. okay.. okay. Mister, if you let me go, I won't press charges, I promise. see, my mom is a real important woman... I guess you already know that. GUMB Now it places the lotion in the basket. CATHERINE Please. please I wanna go home. GUMB It places the lotion in the basket. CATHERINE (sobbing) I wanna see my mommy. I wanna see my ´ GUMB Put the fucking lotion in the basket. (as the basket is raised, the light shines on the walls, revealing fingernails. Catherine begins to scream.. After a time, Bill echos her screams. ) INT. DR. LECTER'S CORRIDOR - DAY CHILTON You still think you're going to walk on some beach, and see the birdies? No, I don't think so. I called Senator Ruth Martin, she never heard of any deal with you. They scammed you, Hannibal... (to Barney) Stand outside, and shut the door. DR. LECTER Barney. CHILTON There never was a deal with Senator Martin - but there is, now. I designed it. Of course, I've worked in a few conditions for my own benefit, as well. Identify Buffalo Bill, by name, and if the girl is found in time, Senator Martin will have you transferred to Brushy Mountain State Prison, in Tennessee... Answer me, Hannibal. You'll answer me now, or by God, you never leave this cell. Who is Buffalo Bill? DR. LECTER His first name is Louis. I'll tell the rest to the Senator herself, but only in Tennessee... And I have a few conditions of my own. CHILTON Clean him up and get him ready to go. INT. FBI BUILDING - OFFICE OF THE DIRECTOR - DAY DIRECTOR BURKE Jack, Hannibal Lecter is being transferred to Memphis. CRAWFORD Transferred? DIRECTOR BURKE Did you have a trainee make some sort of phoney offer to Lecter in the Senator's name? CRAWFORD Yeah, I rolled the dice, I had to. DIRECTOR BURKE Well she's mad as hell. Paul Krendler's over here from Justice, she's asking him to take charge in Memphis... EXT. MEMPHIS AIRPORT BOYLE Welcome to Memphis, Dr. Lecter. I'm Lt. Boyle, this is Sgt. Patrick. We aim to treat you just as nice as you treat us. Act like a gentlemen, you'll get three hots and a cot. (to Chilton) Sir, if you'll please sign right here, sir, we'll have us a legal transfer. (Chilton instinctively pats his shirt pocket for his gold pen; it's gone.) BOYLE (contd.) Here sir, use mine. (Sen. Martin and entourage arrive) CHILTON Senator Martin, Dr. Hannibal Lecter. SEN. MARTIN Dr. Lecter, I've brought an affidavit guaranteeing your new rights... You'll want to read it before I sign. DR. LECTER I won't waste your time or Catherine's time bargaining for petty privileges. Clarice Starling and that awful Jack Crawford have wasted far too much already. I only pray they haven't doomed the poor girl... Let me help you now, and I will trust you when it is all over. SEN. MARTIN You have my word. Paul? DR. LECTER Buffalo Bill's real name is Louis Friend. I met him just once. He was referred to me in April or May, 1980, by my patient Benjamin Raspail. They were lovers, you see. But Raspail had become very frightened. Apparently Louis had murdered a transient, and "done things" with the skin. KRENDLER We need his address, and a physical description. DR. LECTER Tell me, Senator. Did you nurse Catherine, yourself? SEN. MARTIN What...? DR. LECTER Did you breast-feed her? KRENDLER Now wait a minute. SEN. MARTIN Yes... I did. DR. LECTER Toughened your nipples, didn't it...? KRENDLER You son of a bitch! DR. LECTER Amputate a man's leg and he can still feel it tickling. Tell me, Mom. When your little girl is on the slab, where will it tickle you? SEN. MARTIN Take this thing back to Baltimore. DR. LECTER Five foot ten, strongly built, about 180 pounds. Hair blonde, eyes pale blue. He'd be about 35 now. He said he lived in Philadelphia, but may have lied. That's all I can remember, Mom - but if I think of any more, I will let you know. (Senator and entourage begin to walk away) Oh, and Senator, just one more thing... Love your suit. DISSOLVE TO: CATHERINE Okay, Precious. Time for a treat... Preeeeecious...! C'mon, boy, nice yummy bone... c'mon, you little shit... Hang on, boy... hang on... Nooooo...! DISSOLVE TO: EXT. SHELBY COUNTY COURTHOUSE - DAY CHILTON I can tell you now that in a meeting earlier this evening with Senator Ruth Martin, Dr. Lecter agreed to assist in investigation of trying to find the abductor of Catherine Martin, Buffalo Bill. REPORTER How do you fit in, sir? CHILTON Well, it was only due to my own unique insight into Lecter's mind that this breakthrough was possible. REPORTER And Buffalo Bill's real name?? CHILTON Buffalo Bill's real name.. is now a matter of record with the proper authorities. MY name is Dr. Fredrick Chilton- SECOND REPORTER How do you spell that? CHILTON C, H--- INT. COURTHOUSE - GROUND FLOOR - DAY SGT. TATE, a Memphis policeman, is studying Clarice's ID. He looks up at her from his command desk, a bit doubtfully. SGT. TATE Are you with Dr. Chilton's group? STARLING Well, umm. I just saw him outside, sir. SGT. TATE Access to Lecter is strictly limited. We've been getting death threats. STARLING Yes, I understand, sir. SGT. TATE Log in, and check your weapon. INT COURTHOUSE HALL KRENDLER Well, I can't take all the credit for myself. Senator Martin, the Justice Deparment people, the FBI, the folks at the Baltimore State Hospital. . And now for the hard part: apprehending the subject. I have to catch a flight. INT. ELEVATOR - MOVING SPOOKED COP Is it true what they're sayin'? He's some kinda vampire? STARLING They don't a have a name for what he is. CUT TO: INT. HISTORICAL SOCIETY ROOM - 5TH FLOOR BOYLE You do know the rules, ma'am? STARLING Yes, Lt. Boyle. I've questioned him before. BOYLE Go ahead, ma´am. INT. LECTER'S CELL DR. LECTER (without turning) Good evening, Clarice. STARLING I thought you might want like drawings back, Doctor.... Just until you get your view. DR. LECTER How very thoughtful... Or did Crawford send you here for one last wheedle - before you're both booted off the case? STARLING No, I came on my own. DR. LECTER People will say we're in love. Anthrax Island.. that was an especially nice touch, Clarice. Yours? STARLING Yes. DR. LECTER Yeah.. that was good. Pity for poor Catherine. Tick-tock... STARLING Your anagrams are showing, Doctor. Louis Friend? Iron Sulfide? Fools gold? DR. LECTER Your problem is you need to have more fun in life. STARLING I think you were telling me the truth in Baltimore - or starting to. Tell me the rest now. DR. LECTER I've studied the case file, have you...? Everything you need to find him is right in these pages. STARLING Then tell me how. DR. LECTER First principles, Clarice. Simplicity. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing, ask: What is it, in itself, what is its nature...? What does he do, this man you seek? STARLING He kills w- DR. LECTER No -- That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does, what need does he serve by killing? STARLING Anger, social acceptance, sexual frustration, DR. LECTER No, he covets. That's his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer. STARLING No. We just - DR. LECTER No. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don't you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don't your eyes seek out the things you want? STARLING All right yes, then tell me how - DR. LECTER No. It's your turn to tell me, Clarice. You don't have any more vacations to sell. Why did you leave that ranch? STARLING Dr. Lecter, we don't have any time for this- DR. LECTER But we don't reckon time the same way, Clarice. This is all the time you'll ever have. STARLING Later, now please, listen to me, we've only got-- DR. LECTER No. I will listen now. After your father's murder, you were orphaned. You were ten years old. You went to live with cousins, on a sheep and horse ranch in Montana. And - ? STARLING And one morning I just ran away... DR. LECTER Not "just," Clarice. What set you off? You started at what time? STARLING Early. Still dark. DR. LECTER Then something woke you. Was it a dream...? What was it? STARLING I heard a strange sound... DR. LECTER What was it? STARLING Screaming! Some kind of - screaming. Like a child's voice... LECTER What did you do? STARLING I went downstairs... outside... I crept up to the barn... I was so scared to look inside - but I had to... DR. LECTER And what did you see, Clarice? What did you see? STARLING Lambs. The lambs were screaming... DR. LECTER They were slaughtering the spring lambs? STARLING And they were screaming. DR. LECTER And you ran away... STARLING No. First I tried to free them... I opened the gate of their pen - but they wouldn't run. They just stood there, confused. They wouldn't run... DR. LECTER But you could, and you did, didn't you? STARLING Yes. I took one lamb. And I ran away, as fast as I could... DR. LECTER Where were you going? STARLING I don't know. I didn't have any food or any water. And it was very cold. I thought - if I can even save just one... but he got so heavy. So heavy... I didn't get more than a few miles before the sheriff's car picked me up. The rancher was so angry he sent me to live at the Lutheran orphanage in Bozeman. I never saw the ranch again... DR. LECTER What became of your lamb, Clarice? STARLING He killed him DR. LECTER You still wake up sometimes, don't you? Wake up in the dark, and hear the lambs screaming? STARLING Yes... DR. LECTER Do you think if you saved poor Catherine, you could make them stop...? Don't you.. you think, if Catherine lives, you won't wake up in the dark, ever again, to that awful screaming of the lambs? STARLING I don't know...! I don't know. DR. LECTER Thank you, Clarice. STARLING Tell me his name, Doctor. DR. LECTER Dr. Chilton, I presume... I think you know each other? CHILTON Okay. Let's go. STARLING It's your turn, Doctor. Tell me his name. CHILTON Out. PEMBRY Sorry, ma'am - we've got orders to have you put on a plane. DR. LECTER Brave Clarice. Will you let me know if those lambs stop screaming? STARLING Yes. I'll tell you. DR. LECTER Clarice! Your case file? (She runs to his cell. He holds out the file, she takes it. For a moment, they touch) DR. LECTER Goodbye, Clarice. INT. SHELBY CO. COURTHOUSE - HISTORICAL SOCIETY ROOM - NIGHT PEMBRY Ready when you are, Doc! DR. LECTER Just another minute, please! PEMBRY Son of a bitch demanded a second dinner.. lamb chops, extra rare. BOYLE Wonder what he wants for breakfast - some damn thing from the zoo? DR. LECTER Good evening, Gentlemen. PEMBRY Okay, Doc, grab some floor. BOYLE Same drill as before, please. DR. LECTER Ready when you are, Sgt. Pembry. BOYLE Hand me that would you? DR. LECTER Mind the drawings, please... Thank you BOYLE Jimmy!! watch it, he's cuffed me! Jesus CHRIST! LECTER (opening the knife) Ready when you are, Sgt. Pembry. INT. COURTHOUSE - GROUND FLOOR LOBBY - NIGHT SGT. TATE What is this shit...? Did somebody go up on five? POLICE WOMAN No, nobody went up. SGT. TATE Call Pembry, ask him what - (Sound of far away gunshots) SGT. TATE (contd.) (into mike) CP, shots fired on five! Repeat, shots fired on five! SPOOKED COP Sgt. Tate! (The elevator indicator shows the elevator has begun to decend.) SGT. TATE Ho-ly shit. SHUT UP...! Bobby, get the vests. SPOOKED COP Right, Sarge. SGT. TATE Rainey, Howard, cover that fucking elevator if it comes all the way to - POLICE WOMAN Look! It stopped! SGT. TATE (into mike) Seal off a ten-block radius. Get me the SWAT team and an ambulance, double quick. We're going up. CUT TO: INT. THIRD FLOOR CORRIDOR - NIGHT (DIMLY LIT) SGT. TATE (shouts at ceiling) Pembry?? Boyle??? CUT TO: INT. HISTORICAL SOCIETY ROOM - NIGHT (BRIGHTLY LIT) SGT. TATE Oh god! Go! SGT. TATE (contd.) (into mike) Command post... Two officers down. SPOOKED COP Lecter's gone. SGT. TATE Prisoner is missing. POLICE WOMAN Boyle's gun is gone, Sgt. SGT. TATE Repeat, Lecter's missing and armed. He's stripped the bed, might be making a rope, check all windows. Where the fuck is my ambulance? IN THE CELL - SPOOKED COP He's alive! Sgt. Tate, he's alive! SGT. TATE Take ahold of him where he can feel your hands, son. Talk to him. SPOOKED COP What do I say? SGT. TATE It's Jim Pembry, now talk to him, dammit. (into radio, looking around) Lecter is missing and armed - SPOOKED COP Pembry.. Pembrey, Can you hear me? SGT. TATE he took Boyle's gun... Pembry got off one round - there's a chance Lecter was hit. SPOOKED COP Breathe in and out. You're doing a good job. You look real good, Pembry. Real good. CUT TO; INT. THE ELEVATOR - DESCENDING - NIGHT SGT. TATE (into mike) Ten-four, Lieutenant. I'm on the elevator, bringing it down. Pembry and Boyle are both cleared, top three floors secured, main stairwell secured. We think he's somewhere on two. SGT. TATE (into mike) Uh, we're pretty sure he's somewhere on two, sir... That's all for now, over. CUT TO: INT. GROUND FLOOR LOBBY - NIGHT SGT. TATE He's on the roof of the elevator. INT. THIRD FLOOR PETERSON I see him... There's a gun by his hand. He's not moving... RADIO VOICE One warning, we need him alive. PETERSON LECTER!! PUT YOUR HANDS ON YOUR HEAD!! Put one in his leg. PETERSON (staring down the shaft, raises his mike again.) No movement. RADIO VOICE Okay, Johnny, hold your fire... CUT TO: INT. GROUND FLOOR LOBBY - NIGHT SWAT COMMANDER (into radio mike) We're coming into the car, we're opening the hatch. Watch his hands. Any fire will come from us. Affirm? PETERSON'S VOICE Got it. INT. EMS AMBULANCE - MOVING ATTENDANT (into radio mike) Memphis general, this is medical unit 26. We're inbound with a 50 yr old male police officer with severe facial lacerations, weapon unknown. We've got grand mal seizure activity but he's postical now. vital signs are good. Pressure's 130 over 90... Yeah, that's right. 90! Pulse 84... Got him on lactated ringer's running. and the patient is on 10 liters of oxygen INT. STARLING'S DORM ROOM ARDELIA They found the ambulance... In the parking garage at Memphis airport. The crew was dead. He killed a tourist, too. Got his clothes, cash... By now he could be anywhere. STARLING He won't come after me. ARDELIA Oh really? STARLING He won't. I can't explain it.. He would consider that rude. It's over.. she's dead. ARDELIA It's not your fault it worked out like this. STARLING Lecter said, everything we need to catch him with is right here, in these pages... ARDELIA Dr. Lecter said a lot of things. STARLING He's here, Ardelia. INT. BILL'S HOUSE. (Bill sews human skin on his sewing machine) INT. STARLING'S DORM ROOM- NIGHT (VERY LATE) ARDELIA (surprised) Is this Lecter's handwriting? "Clarice, doesn't this random scatter- ing of sites seem desperately random - like the elaborations of a bad liar? Ta, Hannibal Lecter." STARLING "Desperately random." What does he mean? ARDELIA Not random at all, maybe. Like there's some pattern here...? STARLING But there is no pattern or the computers would've nailed it. They're even found in random order. ARDELIA Random because of the one girl. The one he weighted down. STARLING Fredrica Bimmel, from Belvedere, Ohio. First girl taken, third body found... Why? ARDELIA 'Cause she didn't drift. He weighted her down. STARLING What did Lecter say about... "First principles? ARDELIA Simplicity... STARLING What does this guy do, he "covets." How do we first start to covet? ARDELIA "We covet what we see - " STARLING "-- every day..." ARDELIA Hot damn, Clarice. STARLING He knew her. CUT TO: EXT. BIMMEL HOUSE - BACK YARD - DAY STARLING Mr. Bimmel...? MR. BIMMEL That's me. STARLING Well, I'm Clarice Starling. I'm with the FBI. CUT TO: INT. BIMMEL HOUSE - STAIRCASE - DAY STARLING I appreciate your letting me look around. MR. BIMMEL I don't know nothin' new to tell ya. The police been back here so many times already... Fredrica went into Columbus on the bus to see about a job. She left the interview o.k. She never come home. Her bedroom's how she left it. Upstairs, door to the left. INT. BIMMEL PARLOR - DOWNSTAIRS - DAY STARLING (into phone) He's making himself a "woman suit," Mr. Crawford - out of real women! And he can sew, this guy, he's really skilled. a tailor or a dressmaker- CRAWFORD (On Phone) Starling - STARLING That's why they're all so big - because he needs a lot of skin! He keeps them alive to starve them awhile - to loosen their skin, so that - CRAWFORD Starling, we know who he is! And where he is. We're on our way now. STARLING (pause; surprised) Where? CUT TO: CRAWFORD (into speaker phone) Calumet City, edge of Chicago. I'll be on the ground in 45 minutes with the HRT. I'm back in charge, Starling. He's mine. STARLING (on phone) Sir, that's great news. But how - CRAWFORD Johns Hopkins finally came up with a name for us. We fed him into Known Offenders, and he came up cherries. Subject's name is "Jame Gumb," AKA "John Grant." Lecter's description was accurate, he just lied about the name. Listen to this. Customs had some paper on his alias. They stopped a carton two years ago at LAX - live caterpillars from Surinam. The addressee was "Jame Gumb." STARLING Chicago's only about 400 miles from here. I could be there in - CRAWFORD No, Starling, there isn't time. We want him for murder, not kidnapping. I need you to link him to the Bimmel girl, before he's indicted. See what you can dredge up in Belvedere STARLING Yes sir... I'll do my best. CRAWFORD (pause; gently) Starling... We never would've found him without you, and nobody's ever going to forget that. Least of all me. STARLING Yes sir. Thank you, sir... Mr. Crawford? Mr. Crawford? INT. GUMB'S CELLAR - DAY (DIM LIGHT) CATHERINE (to herself) Thanks for the scraps asshole. but I got a better idea. Precious! GUMB Would you fuck me? GUMB I'd fuck me. GUMB I'd fuck me so hard. INT. SAVING & LOAN - BELVEDERE - DAY STACY Is that a pretty good job, FBI agent? You get to travel around and stuff? I mean, better places then this? STARLING Sometimes you do. STACY Freddie was so happy for me when I got this job. This - toaster giveaways, and Barry Manilow on the speakers all day - she thought this was really hot shit. What did she know, big dummy... STARLING Stacy, did Fredrica ever mention a man named Jamie Gumb? Or John Grant? (Stacy shakes her head) Do you think she could've had a friend you didn't know about? STACY No way. She had a guy, I'da known, believe me. Sewing was her life, she was really great at it. Poor Freddie. STARLING Did you ever work with her? STACY Oh sure, me'n Pam Malavesi used to help her do alterations for old Mrs. Lippman. STARLING Can you give me Mrs. Lippman's address? I need to talk to her. INT. MR. GUMB'S CELLAR - DAY (DIM LIGHT) MR. GUMB Precious, Precious? CATHERINE (O.S.) She'd down here you sack of shit. MR. GUMB Precious, are you all right? CATHERINE Get me a telephone. Lower it down to me. Do it now, mister! MR. GUMB Precious?? Darling, are you alright? CATHERINE She's in a lot of pain, mister. I think she broke her leg I swear it. I think she needs a vet BILL Don't you hurt my dog! CATHERINE Don't you make me hurt your dog. MR. GUMB You don't know what pain is! INT. MR. GUMB'S FRONT DOOR - DAY The door opens, on a chain, and Clarice peers in, smiling. STARLING Good afternoon... Sorry to bother you. I'm looking for Mrs. Lippman's family? MR. GUMB Lippmans don't live here anymore. STARLING Excuse me, but I really need to talk to you. MR. GUMB Just briefly. What's the problem, Officer? STARLING Well, I'm investigating the death of Fredrica Bimmel. STARLING Your name is? MR. GUMB oh, um Jack Gordon. STARLING Mr. Gordon, did you know Fredrica when she worked for Mrs. Lippman? MR. GUMB No. Wait... Was she a great, fat person? I read about her in the papers. STARLING She was a big girl, yes sir. MR. GUMB INT. MR. GUMB'S FRONT HALLWAY - DAY Mr. Gumb glances briefly over his shoulder, towards his kitchen, then turns back to Clarice with a smile. MR. GUMB Mrs. Lippman had a son,though maybe he could help you. I have his card somewhere. Do you mind stepping inside, while I looks for it? STARLING Thanks. MR. GUMB (contd.) Are you close to catching somebody, so you think? STARLING Yes, we may be. Did you take over this place after Mrs. Lippman died? MR. GUMB Yes. I bought the house two years ago. STARLING Did she leave any records here? Tax or business records? Maybe a list of employees? MR. GUMB No, nothing at all. Say, has the FBI learned something? The police around here don't seem to have the first clue... I mean, you got like his description or fingerprints or anything like that...? STARLING No... no, we don't. MR. GUMB Ahhh. Here's that number. STARLING Very good, Mr. Gordon. May I use your phone, place? MR. GUMB Sure you can use my phone. STARLING Freeze! STARLING Okay... Okay, Mr. Gumb, you're under arrest. Down on the floor, hands and legs spread, move it. INT. MR. GUMB'S CELLAR - DAY CATHERINE Are you there?? I'm in here! STARLING Catherine Martin, FBI,you're safe. CATHERINE Thank god. GETMEOUTTAHERE! STARLING You're all right! Where is he? CATHERINE How the fuck should I know, just GETMEOUTTA HERE.! STARLING I'll get you out! Just be quiet so I can hear. Shut that dog up. (still swivelling) Is there a ladder? Is there a rope? CATHERINE I DON'TKNOW! GETMEOUT!! STARLING Catherine. Listen to me. I have to find a rope. I've gotta leave this room, I'll be right back CATHERINE NOOOOO! You fucking bitch don't you LEAVE ME down here, DON'TYOU- STARLING CATHERINE, THE OTHER OFFICERS WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE! shh! be quiet. EXT. GROUNDS OF THE FBI ACADEMY - WEEKS LATER - DAY DIRECTOR BURKE Clarice M. Starling.. Congratulations. Ernest W. Stevens. INT. GRADUATION RECEPTION ARDELIA Special Agent Starling! STARLING Oh,Special Agent Mapp! ARDELIA Phone call. STARLING Thanks.. Excuse me. CRAWFORD Starling! RODEN Pilch, could you take our picture? CRAWFORD Look, I just wanted to say congratulations.And, umm. I'm not very good at this sorta thing, so I'll just duck out. STARLING Okay, sure. Thank you Mr. Crawford CRAWFORD. Your father would have been proud, today. Don't forget your phone call. INT. DORM HALLWAY - NIGHT STARLING (picking up phone) Starling. DR. LECTER (on phone) Well, Clarice, have the lambs stopped screaming...? STARLING Dr. Lecter? DR. LECTER Don't bother with a trace, I won't be on long enough. STARLING Where are you, Dr. Lecter? DR. LECTER I have no plans to call on you, Clarice. The world's more interesting with you in it. So you take care now to extend me the same courtesy. STARLING You know I can't make that promise. DR. LECTER I do wish we could chat longer, but... I'm having an old friend for dinnner.. Bye. STARLING Dr. Lecter? Dr. Lecter? Dr. Lecter? Dr. Lecter. CUT TO: Chilton getting off plane CHILTON Excuse me.. Is the security system all set up? GUARD Well, we have security... ------------------------------------------------------------------------- /Glossary/C - cast/Glossary/C - casthttp://us.imdb.com/Glossary/C - castCast Jodie Foster .... Clarice Starling Lawrence A. Bonney .... FBI Instructor Kasi Lemmons .... Ardelia Mapp Lawrence T. Wrentz .... Agent Burroughs Scott Glenn .... Jack Crawford Anthony Heald .... Dr. Frederick Chilton Frankie Faison .... Barney Don Brockett .... Friendly Psychopath Frank Seals Jr. .... Brooding Psychopath Stuart Rudin .... Miggs Anthony Hopkins .... Dr. Hannibal 'The Cannibal' Lecter Masha Skorobogatov .... Young Clarice Jeffrey Lane .... Clarice's Father Leib Lensky .... Mr. Lang Red Schwartz .... Mr. Lang's Driver Jim Roche .... TV Evangelist Brooke Smith .... Catherine Martin Ted Levine .... Jame Gumb James B. Howard .... Boxing Instructor Bill Miller (III) .... Mr. Brigham Chuck Aber .... Agent Terry Gene Borkan .... Oscar Pat McNamara .... Sheriff Perkins Tracey Walter .... Lamar Kenneth Utt .... Dr. Akin Dan Butler .... Roden Paul Lazar .... Pilcher Adelle Lutz .... TV Anchor Woman Obba Babatundé .... TV Anchor Man George Michael (I) .... TV Sportscaster Diane Baker .... Senator Ruth Martin Roger Corman .... FBI Director Hayden Burke Ron Vawter .... Paul Krendler Charles Napier .... Lt. Boyle Jim Dratfield .... Sen. Martin's Aide D. Stanton Miranda .... 1st Reporter Rebecca Saxon .... 2nd Reporter Danny Darst .... Sgt. Tate Cynthia Ettinger .... Officer Jacobs Brent Hinkley .... Officer Murray Steve Wyatt (I) .... Airport Flirt Alex Coleman (I) .... Sgt. Pembry David Early .... Spooked Memphis Cop Andre B. Blake .... Tall Memphis Cop Bill Dalzell III .... Distraught Memphis Cop Chris Isaak .... SWAT Commander Daniel von Bargen .... SWAT Communicator Tommy Lafitte .... SWAT Shooter Josh Broder .... EMS Attendant Buzz Kilman .... EMS Driver Harry Northup .... Mr. Bimmel Lauren Roselli .... Stacy Hubka Lamont Arnold .... Flower Delivery Man John Hall (III) .... State Trooper George A. Romero .... FBI Agent in Memphis (uncredited) /Glossary/P - producerProduced by Grace Blake (I) (associate) Ronald M. Bozman Gary Goetzman (executive) Edward Saxon Kenneth Utt /Glossary/C - composerOriginal music by Howard Shore /Glossary/C - composerAdditional music by Johann Sebastian Bach (from "Goldberg Variations") /Glossary/C - cinematographerCinematography by Tak Fujimoto /Glossary/C - costume_designerCostume Design by Colleen Atwood /Glossary/P - production_designerProduction Design by Kristi Zea /Glossary/E - editorFilm Editing by Craig McKay /Glossary/C - crewmembersOther crew Dwight Benjamin-Creel .... special effects co-ordinator Ronald M. Bozman .... first assistant director Sam Bruskin .... post-production accounting assistant Michael Cassidy (I) .... stunts Missy Cohen .... apprentice sound editor Victoria Dee .... production auditor Leanore G. Drogin .... assistant moth wrangler and stylist Howard Feuer .... casting Tom Fleischman .... re-recording mixer Carl Fullerton .... special make-up effects Tim Galvin .... art director Alan Jacques .... projectionist Gary Kosko .... assistant art director Neal Martz .... special make-up effects Kyle McCarthy .... second assistant director Raymond A. Mendez .... moth wrangler and stylist Christopher Newman (I) .... production sound mixer Karen O'Hara .... set decorator Suzana Peric .... music editor Walter Robles (II) .... stunts John Robotham .... stunt co-ordinator Fred Rosenberg .... dialogue editor Kenneth Utt .... unit production manager George P. Wilbur .... stunts (as George Wilbur) For their invaluable cooperation in the making of this motion picture, the producers are grateful to the Federal Bureau of Investigation. We are especially grateful to the Behavioral Science Unit for their vital assistance. The producers also wish to thank the following: The drivers and official of Teamsters Local HQ. 249 (Pittsburg) and the Teamsters Local No. 539 (Washington, D.C.) affiliated with the International Brotherhood of Teamsters. The carpenters and scenic designers of L.A.S.T.E Local 3(Pittsburgh) The Town of Rural Valley, PA The City of Pittsburgh, PA Allegheny County Builders and Sailors Memorial Hall The United States Department of Defense The Air National Guard The 171st Air Refueling Wing, Greater Pittsburgh National Airport; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania The 248th Tactical Airlift Wing Channel Islands Air National Guard Base Port Huenene, California Beechcraft provided by Edward F. D-130 Aerial Sequences filmed by CINE/EXEC Aviation, Inc. with VectorVision by Nettmann, Pilots/ Jeff Seymour and Jim Deeth/ Camera Operation,/ Mark Streapy Technician,/Robert Yogt John Douglas Les Feres Parent Carnegie Museum of Natural History Pennsylvania Film Bureau Virginia Film Office The Mayor's Office of Motion Picture & Television Development, Washington, D.C. Bahamas Film Promotion Bureau The Island of Bimini, Bahamas Cerruti Roberta Weissburg, Breakdown Leathers George Walden of The Albert G. Ruben Insurance Co., Inc. The Completion Bond Company Nikon, Inc. Adelle, Bobby, and the rest of the gang at Bufa's