but they'll take time to arrive.
Will?
Christ, Will, where are you?
Drop it. Do it now, gumshoe.
Your son is about to change.
Then your wife.
You can watch.
Then l'll take care of you.
Look at you.
l've never seen
a child as disgusting as you!
You pissed your pants?
How dare you!
You dirty little beast.
You want me to cut it off?
Want me to do that,
you little freak?
You want me to cut it off?
Do you? Don't cry at me,
you little faggot!
Apologize! Say, ''l'm sorry,
Daddy! l'm a dirty little beast.
''l'm a freak.'' Say it!
-No.
-Say it!
-Dad!
-Say it, or l will cut it off!
''l'm a dirty little beast.
''Freak! Harelip!
''And no one will ever love me. ''
Josh, run! Run!
Get down!
You okay?
-Josh?
-Mom?
Will?
Where are you guys?
l thought l heard
some kind of....
Will?
Molly, get down!
Will!
Shoot....
What?
Shoot him. Shoot him.
Mommy?
My dear Will.:
You must be healed by now.
On the outside, at least.
l hope you're not too ugly.
What a collection of scars
you have!
Never forget
who gave you the best of them.
And be grateful.
Our scars have the power
to remind us the past was real.
We live in a primitive time,
don't we, Will?
Neither savage nor wise.
Half measures
are the curse of it.
A rational society would either
kill me or put me to some use.
Do you dream much, Will?
l think of you often.
Your old friend,
Hannibal Lecter.
Hannibal?
There's someone here to see you.
Wants to ask a few questions.
l said you'd probably refuse.
A young woman.
Says she's from the FBl.
Though she's far too pretty,
if you ask me.
l'll tell her you said no.
What is her name?