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... I was waking up in your waiting room, except I wasn't asleep!"
Hannibal: "Grafton, West Virginia, is three-and-a-half hours from here. You lost time."
Will: "Th... 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: "No, no, I'm not abused!"
Hannibal: "You have an empathy disorder. What you feel is overwhelming you."
Will: "I know, I know, I know."
Hannibal: "Yet you choose to ignore it. That's the abuse I'm referring to."
Will: "What, do you want me to quit?"
Hannibal: "Well, 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? 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."
Alana: "I promise I won't try to kiss you again. Unless you've stopped taking your own advice."
Alana: "A doctor who treats herself has a fool for a patient. I regretted leaving your house the other night."
Will: "Regretted? Implying that you're no longer regretting, or are you still in a state of regret?"
Alana: "I'm crisscrossing the state line."
Will: "What side of the line you on now?"
Alana: "I've got one foot firmly planted on both sides."
Will: "Are you telling me that to confuse me?"
Alana: "No, I'm telling you that to be honest about how I feel. I don't want to mislead you, but I don't want to lie to you either."
Will: "I won't lie if you don't."
Alana: "I have feelings for you, Will. But I can't just have an affair with you. It would be... reckless."
Will: "Why?" [chuckling] "Why? And it is not because you have a professional curiosity about me."
Alana: "No. It's because I think you're unstable. And until that changes, I can only be your friend."
Will: "Thank you for not lying."
Alana: "Do you feel unstable?"
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'm doing some accounting of what's important in my life and what isn't. You are important, Abigail."
script: Will paces, agitated. Hannibal sits, hoping his calm will bring Will to him.
Abigail: "Just because you kill my dad doesn't mean you get to be him."
script: Hannibal sees Will struggle with that and steps in: "Abigail. We'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. (...) If you open this door, Abigail, you won't control what comes through. Are you ready for that?"
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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?" [Will shakes his head.] "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."
script: Freddie Lounds sits next to Abigail at Hannibal’s table. Hannibal is at the head with Will opposite Freddie. Abigail eats with her head down. Hannibal watches Will.
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."
Abigail: "Will knows, doesn't he?"
Hannibal: "He knows you killed Nicholas Boyle, yes."
Abigail [sniffles]: "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. 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 have been my friends. I couldn't say no to him. I knew... I knew it was them or me." [crying]
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."
