[No one tells Hannibal Lecter he can't visit Will Graham. You better run.]
They can be reasoned with. [unlike this sumbitch right here] You may not always be happy, Frederick, but you might find something interesting regardless. You're an articulate man. Surely you can find a way to get what you want. You've done it before.
[Season 2: Embrace the Madness. Or, in Hannibal's case, the buttmadness. Will won't be his friend and his fake friend is withholding him and not eating meat AND Bedelia left him
he's losing all his friends how could this have happened what did he do wrong]
You've never been an imposition to me, Frederick. [and ah, yes, dangerous territory now] Is that your way of saying that I am now an imposition on you?
[should have pushed him down the stairs. hannibal law dictates that chilton would have gotten convenient 30 second amnesia, hannibal would have "saved" him, and then told him his cane slipped, aren't they bros, so how about letting me see will graham
[ And that's what you missed on Arrested Development Hannibal.
Immediately, Chilton raises both hands, the smile on his face flickering a little nervously. ]
Oh, no, no — I was speaking purely about myself. [ no he wasn't ] You start to get, ah, hyperaware of these sorts of things after spending too long in the hospital. Nurses have enough to do already, you know?
[ Not that that prevented him from hassling them, but for the sake of trying to save his ass in this conversation. ]
Ah, I meant during my recovery. My work goes unimpeded— [ except for Graham being a pill, but what can you do ] —but I can't say that bouncing back from being butterflied was much fun.
[Guess who could help him out with that Graham being a pill? Out of the goodness of his heart, naturally. What a wonderful man, this Hannibal Lecter.]
Your work goes unimpeded for now. [What does he have to appeal to when Frederick actually has something valid to hold over him, and isn't afraid to?] If Will Graham does not speak to you and goes back to trial...it would not go well for any involved.
[Especially one person's reputation if Will gets the ax. His BFF Hannibal just can't let that happen.]
Not quite living ventriloquist dummy, though it comes close to the mark. More like— living ventriloquist dummy plus cannibalism? A little less fun, and as charming as I've found this exchange thus far, also just as unlikely for me to fork over my personal details.
We have the world's smallest park, and second highest concentration of Paunchburgers. You look like a Triple Paunch with Cheesonnaise kind of guy. [ it's what it sounds like. ]
[Wait, was Chilton talking? Will could have sworn he was just standing in a creek...
Joking, he wouldn't do that to him without prompting. Unless he starts hearing about lobotomies and then, no. Best behavior, not even mentioning pissing contests, none of it.]
There's a discovery to jot down later: Will Graham has his sense of humor about him, if nothing else. [Oh, when he gets out, how that humor might change. All those jokes at the dinner table; of course, Will has no idea what Lecter would have said to Chilton. It's probably much worse than he ever said to Will.] You're going to understand me completely at this rate, every little facet. [Like hell he is.] Hannibal Lecter won't have anything on you then. How does that make you feel?
[ Again, a laugh, this time a little more transparent and accompanied with the kind of expression that generally is used in lieu of an outright eyeroll. ]
As much as I appreciate your sarcasm — and I'd like to think I'm a patient man — I must say it does get a bit old. Any other rabbits in your hat, or is that the extent of it?
[He's not sure about patient; after all, he took a bit of time with making his own version of the Chesapeake Ripper. Abel Gideon might have been a mess to begin with, though. Maybe he wanted Will to realize the entire gravity of the situation if he hadn't before by slamming out every problem he supposedly had first thing on the stand.
Whatever he thinks about his patience doesn't matter at all, because he does have one thing to say that no one seems to listen to.]
Just one more. The hat is called "stay away from" and the rabbit's name is "Hannibal Lecter." Put it together. [2 + 2 = cannibalistic serial killer] It would be a shame for all your work to go to [waist] waste because you wouldn't listen to me about one thing.
And what makes you think I'll be more inclined to listen to your theories than the rest of your colleagues? The way I'm seeing things, they don't seem to be any more keen to believe you than everyone else at your hearing.
[Maybe in a world that's not completely full of serial killers.
Ugh, God, he's so tired of this. Every part of him is tired. Every single part. And now that things have happened, he knows he looks even more insane. A sane man doesn't find out that one of his orderlies is a killer and then just casually sends him to take care of business.
Unfortunate for everyone that he failed.]
We had a deal. You discuss nothing of me with Hannibal Lecter and I give you every little detail of my mind you could ever want. [Within reason, he has to keep up appearances.] You went against that. So the question is: how badly do you want that praise compared to how badly you want to desperately pretend you're friends with a man you want to be but can't ever be?
[Thank God for that. There is no need for more than one Ripper running around.]
[ Chilton looks less and less pleased with the conversation; unsurprising, given how little he, of all people, tends to enjoy being told off in any capacity. ]
Frank as ever. I'm, ah, being told I need to make a few reassessments in light of recent developments — so hold the thought.
[Is Chilton going to walk him out of that cell? He's not sure. That would be awkward as hell, but would he really want to avoid it? He can't imagine he'd get anything like an apology, but he doesn't need one. There's a few things he's probably expected to say, or he's probably expected just to use that one old saying that speaks far more four words:
I told you so.
Will's not going to kill Lecter, and he's not going to rub it in everyone's face that he was right all along. There was tons of evidence against him, and no one wanted to see it. Will hadn't wanted to see it before.
There's a little huff of air, as much of a laugh as he can muster in such a humorless situation. Instead of anything smug or accusatory, he simply goes with the fact he's had more time to digest than anyone else other than Lecter himself:]
He fed me, too, you know. [Not "I ate his food" because Will wouldn't have eaten it had he known. Solidarity, whether or not either of them likes it. They have one thing in common, accidental cannibalism.] Take your time.
[He's not going to have much of it once Will is fully exonerated. Hopefully it's a matter of days. One would be nice. Or half of one.
An hour would be best.
He's going to need quite a bit to really accept that he's been fed people. Stable in control powerful doctor or no, that is one hell of a thing Will cannot imagine anyone hearing and shrugging off five minutes later.]
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[wow that sure sounds like something that was said in court doesn't it]
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In retrospect, I suppose it's obvious. Still, that doesn't mean any of us have to be happy about it.
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They can be reasoned with. [unlike this sumbitch right here] You may not always be happy, Frederick, but you might find something interesting regardless. You're an articulate man. Surely you can find a way to get what you want. You've done it before.
[gonna take that leftover kidney, bro]
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Ever the flatterer, doctor. Should I assume your presence here means you chose to stick around?
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Even if I had not, I hope you know that I could always make time for an old friend.
[which means frederick can make time for hannibal to visit will
right
right?]
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Oh, I wouldn't have dared to presume. Wouldn't want to be an imposition, hm?
[ aka nope. ]
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he's losing all his friends how could this have happened what did he do wrong]
You've never been an imposition to me, Frederick. [and ah, yes, dangerous territory now] Is that your way of saying that I am now an imposition on you?
[should have pushed him down the stairs. hannibal law dictates that chilton would have gotten convenient 30 second amnesia, hannibal would have "saved" him, and then told him his cane slipped, aren't they bros, so how about letting me see will graham
maybe next time]
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Arrested DevelopmentHannibal.Immediately, Chilton raises both hands, the smile on his face flickering a little nervously. ]
Oh, no, no — I was speaking purely about myself. [ no he wasn't ] You start to get, ah, hyperaware of these sorts of things after spending too long in the hospital. Nurses have enough to do already, you know?
[ Not that that prevented him from hassling them, but for the sake of trying to save his ass in this conversation. ]
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—he did this to himself, didn't he?]
You find the pressures of the hospital wearing you down? Perhaps you should find a psychiatrist of your own to aid you with that burden.
[Yes, find one, because it's not like Hannibal isn't here and would in no way turn their sessions to subtly focus on Will Graham or anything
autocorrect knows what's up: chilton tartar steak coming up soon]
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Ah, I meant during my recovery. My work goes unimpeded— [ except for Graham being a pill, but what can you do ] —but I can't say that bouncing back from being butterflied was much fun.
[ ha ha . .. . ha ... ]
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Your work goes unimpeded for now. [What does he have to appeal to when Frederick actually has something valid to hold over him, and isn't afraid to?] If Will Graham does not speak to you and goes back to trial...it would not go well for any involved.
[Especially one person's reputation if Will gets the ax. His BFF Hannibal just can't let that happen.]
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Say living ventriloquist dummy and then give me your social security number so we can trade lives.
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You should move to Pawnee. It's the boredom capital of the universe.
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h i
[If he could just go back to screwing with Abel Gideon instead of Will, that would be great. He'd really, really appreciate it.]
Though the way you go about it, it's not funny at all.
[Will's not laughing, Lecter's not laughing. One of these things is more worrisome than the other.]
HELLO ouo
Good to see your sense of humor remains intact.
FANCY SEEING YOU AGAIN
Joking, he wouldn't do that to him without prompting. Unless he starts hearing about lobotomies and then, no. Best behavior, not even mentioning pissing contests, none of it.]
There's a discovery to jot down later: Will Graham has his sense of humor about him, if nothing else. [Oh, when he gets out, how that humor might change. All those jokes at the dinner table; of course, Will has no idea what Lecter would have said to Chilton. It's probably much worse than he ever said to Will.] You're going to understand me completely at this rate, every little facet. [Like hell he is.] Hannibal Lecter won't have anything on you then. How does that make you feel?
[Stuck in a freezer?]
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As much as I appreciate your sarcasm — and I'd like to think I'm a patient man — I must say it does get a bit old. Any other rabbits in your hat, or is that the extent of it?
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Whatever he thinks about his patience doesn't matter at all, because he does have one thing to say that no one seems to listen to.]
Just one more. The hat is called "stay away from" and the rabbit's name is "Hannibal Lecter." Put it together. [2 + 2 = cannibalistic serial killer] It would be a shame for all your work to go to [waist] waste because you wouldn't listen to me about one thing.
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And what makes you think I'll be more inclined to listen to your theories than the rest of your colleagues? The way I'm seeing things, they don't seem to be any more keen to believe you than everyone else at your hearing.
[ Not that he's been eavesdropping or anything. ]
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Ugh, God, he's so tired of this. Every part of him is tired. Every single part. And now that things have happened, he knows he looks even more insane. A sane man doesn't find out that one of his orderlies is a killer and then just casually sends him to take care of business.
Unfortunate for everyone that he failed.]
We had a deal. You discuss nothing of me with Hannibal Lecter and I give you every little detail of my mind you could ever want. [Within reason, he has to keep up appearances.] You went against that. So the question is: how badly do you want that praise compared to how badly you want to desperately pretend you're friends with a man you want to be but can't ever be?
[Thank God for that. There is no need for more than one Ripper running around.]
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Frank as ever. I'm, ah, being told I need to make a few reassessments in light of recent developments — so hold the thought.
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I told you so.
Will's not going to kill Lecter, and he's not going to rub it in everyone's face that he was right all along. There was tons of evidence against him, and no one wanted to see it. Will hadn't wanted to see it before.
There's a little huff of air, as much of a laugh as he can muster in such a humorless situation. Instead of anything smug or accusatory, he simply goes with the fact he's had more time to digest than anyone else other than Lecter himself:]
He fed me, too, you know. [Not "I ate his food" because Will wouldn't have eaten it had he known. Solidarity, whether or not either of them likes it. They have one thing in common, accidental cannibalism.] Take your time.
[He's not going to have much of it once Will is fully exonerated. Hopefully it's a matter of days. One would be nice. Or half of one.
An hour would be best.
He's going to need quite a bit to really accept that he's been fed people. Stable in control powerful doctor or no, that is one hell of a thing Will cannot imagine anyone hearing and shrugging off five minutes later.]
idk, man, just.
:3c
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