Hannibal

Previously on Hannibal...

You make jumps you can't explain.

The evidence explains.

Then help me find some evidence.

I wouldn't put him out there.

Should he get too close, I need you to make sure he's not out there alone.

I don't think the Shrike killed that girl in the field.

This girl's killer thought that she was a pig.

You think this was a copycat?

I think I can help good Will see his face.

Hello?

They know.

You said he wouldn't get too close.

See?

We're here.

Could be a permanent installation in your evil minds museum.

Well, what we learn about Garret Jacob Hobbs

will help us catch the next one like him.

There's still seven bodies unaccounted for.

Yeah, well, he was eating them.

Had to be some parts he wasn't eating.

Not necessarily.

All right, what if Hobbs wasn't eating alone?

It's a lot of work.

Disappearing these girls, butchering them,

and then not leaving a shred of anything other than what's in this room.

- Someone he hunted with. - Someone who is in a coma.

Who also happened to be someone he hunted with.

Abigail Hobbs is a suspect?

We've been conducting house to house interviews

at the Hobbs residence, and at this property also.

Hobbs spent a lot of time here.

Spent a lot of time with his daughter here.

She would make the ideal bait, wouldn't she?

Hobbs killed alone.

Someone else was here.

Thank you.

Please stop that.

This is how I caught Garret Jacob Hobbs.

It's his resignation letter.

Does anybody see the clue?

There isn't one.

He wrote a letter,

he left a phone number, no address. That's it.

Bad bookkeeping and dumb luck.

Garret Jacob Hobbs is dead. The question now is

how to stop those his story is going to inspire.

He's already got one admirer.

A copycat.

Hi.

How are you, Will?

I have no idea.

I didn't want you to be ambushed.

This is an ambush?

Ambush is later.

Immediately later. Soon to now.

When Jack arrives, consider yourself ambushed.

Here's Jack.

How was class?

They applauded. It was inappropriate.

Well, the review board would beg to differ. You're up for a commendation.

And they've

okayed active return to the field.

The question is, do you want to go back to the field?

I want him back in the field.

And I've told the board I'm recommending a psych eval.

Are we starting now?

The session wouldn't be with me.

Hannibal Lecter's a better fit.

Your relationship's not personal.

But if you are more comfortable with Dr. Bloom...

No, I'm not going to be comfortable with anybody inside my head.

You've never killed anyone before, Will.

It's a deadly force encounter. It's a lot to digest.

I used to work Homicide.

The reason you currently used to work Homicide is because

you didn't have the stomach for pulling the trigger.

You just pulled the trigger 10 times.

Wait, so a psych eval isn't a formality?

No, it's so I can get some sleep at night.

I asked you to get close to the Hobbs thing.

I need to know you didn't get too close.

How many nights did you spend in Abigail Hobbs'

hospital room, Will?

Therapy doesn't work on me.

Therapy doesn't work on you because you won't let it.

And because I know all the tricks.

Well, perhaps you need to unlearn some tricks.

Why not have a conversation with Hannibal?

He was there. He knows what you went through.

Come on, Will.

I need my beauty sleep!

What's that?

Your psychological evaluation.

You are totally functional

and more or less sane. Well done.

Did you just rubber stamp me?

Yes. Jack Crawford may lay

his weary head to rest knowing he didn't break you

and our conversation can proceed unobstructed by paperwork.

Jack thinks that I need therapy.

What you need is a way out of dark places when Jack sends you there.

Last time he sent me into a dark place, I brought something back.

A surrogate daughter?

You saved Abigail Hobbs' life. You also orphaned her.

That comes with certain emotional obligations,

regardless of empathy disorders.

You were there. You saved her life too. Do you feel obligated?

Yes.

I feel a staggering amount of obligation.

I feel responsibility.

I've fantasized about scenarios where my actions may have

allowed a different fate for Abigail Hobbs.

Jack thinks Abigail Hobbs helped her dad kill those girls.

How does that make you feel?

How does it make you feel?

- I find it vulgar. - Me too.

And entirely possible.

- It's not what happened. - Jack will ask her when she wakes up,

or he'll have one of us ask her.

Is this therapy, or a support group?

It's whatever you need it to be.

And, Will,

the mirrors in your mind can reflect the best of yourself,

not the worst of someone else.

What is that?

I bet it's marijuana.

Mushrooms. Look, they got tubes to water 'em or something.

No, it's a marijuana plant.

That's not marijuana.

I'm pretty sure firearm accuracy isn't a prerequisite for teaching.

Well, I've been in the field before.

Now you're back in the saddle. Ish.

Ish indeed.

Took me 10 shots to drop Hobbs.

Zeller wanted to give you the bullets he pulled out of Hobbs

in an acrylic case,

but I told him you wouldn't think it was funny.

Probably not.

I suggested one of those

clackin', swingin' ball things.

That would've been funny.

You're a Weaver. I took you for an lsosceles guy.

I have a rotator cuff issue so I have to use the Weaver stance.

You are tight.

I got stabbed when I was a cop.

Yeah, I got stabbed in the third grade

with a number two pencil. Thought I was gonna get lead poisoning.

No lead in pencils. It's graphite.

See if that helps with the recoil.

That was better.

You come all the way down here to teach me how to shoot?

No. Jack sent me down here to find out what you know about gardening.

So, Lecter gave you the all clear.

Therapy might work on you after all.

Therapy is an acquired taste which I have yet to acquire.

But it served your purpose. I'm back in the field.

Local police found some tire tracks on a hidden service road

and some small animal traps in the surrounding area.

He wanted to keep his crop undisturbed.

The only thing missing is the scarecrow.

Okay, we've got nine bodies, various stages of decay, and as you can see,

all very well fertilized.

He buried them in a high-nutrient compost.

He was enthusiastically encouraging decomposition.

They were buried alive with the intention of keeping them that way...

I mean, for a little while.

Long enough for the fungus to eat away any distinguishing characteristics.

Line and rebar were used

to administer intravenous fluids after they were buried.

He was feeding them something.

No restraints?

Just dirt.

The other end of the air supply system

comes up over there.

It isn't a very considerate clean air solution,

which clearly wasn't a priority,

'cause he isn't lazy.

No, he's not.

You find any shiitakes?

No.

Welcome back.

Yeah, and tell Sandra to give me a call, will you? Thank you.

Excuse me.

I'm one of the parents of the explorers who found the bodies.

I wanted to thank you for being so good with all the boys.

- Those boys were very brave. - They are good boys.

- You're a local police detective? - Yes, ma'am.

Would it be an imposition to ask a few things?

The boys are gonna have questions

and I just want to be as honest with them as...

Of course. Yeah.

Can you

tell me what that man is doing over there by himself?

He's some kind of special consultant.

Works for the FBI.

I do not bind his arms or legs as I bury him in a shallow grave.

He's alive.

But he will never be conscious again.

He won't know that he's dying.