Twisted Minds

Mukozuke

HANNIBAL LECTER'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY-

a sharp knife as it opens an OYSTER, and then another... BACON sizzles as it is laid in a hot pan. the fat blisters and then POPS with a stinging hiss... An EGG as it flies up in the air and comes down – CRACK! -- on the back of the sharp knife. The chef twists his wrist -- the Benihana trick -- and magically, the egg yolk and white drop where he wants them.

An ESPRESSO MACHINE sucks and DRIPS into a china cup. A REFRIGERATOR door opens and hands reach in to take a PITCHER OF JUICE. The refrigerator door CLOSES. Reveal HANNIBAL LECTER, in his bathrobe, as he places his ingredients on the plate to create a beautiful breakfast.

BSHCI - WILL GRAHAM'S CELL - DAY-

Is placed on the table. WILL GRAHAM, in shorts and T-shirt, sits and regards his reconstituted eggs with distaste. Around him, the sounds of the asylum waking up.

HANNIBAL LECTER'S HOUSE - DINING ROOM - DAY-

Hannibal places the breakfast tray in front of Jack who still wears a rumpled suit from the night before. He takes in the food. Hannibal sits opposite. "You have to eat something, Jack. You've been up all night. Feed the body, feed the mind." Jack stares at the food for a long moment, then: "She knew she couldn't beat the cancer, so she was going to beat it to the finish line. One way or another, she was going to win. It's a strange cocktail of pride and despair."

"One way or another, she will. All you can do is hope she finds more reasons to live than not to." Hannibal says as he looks to the stressed and dishelvled man. "I can't blame her for wanting to control how she dies." Jack says softly, he just wants to understand why he isnt enough of a reason for his wife to stay alive.  "I believe those who can no longer function at an acceptable level have the right to die." Hannibal says genuinely "She cast you in the role of executioner. She wanted you to let her die. I'm grateful you didn't." Jack says as he struggles with his emotion, tries to keep it at bay. "As a doctor, I had no choice. As a philosopher, I had too many. It wasn't what I could do for Bella, it was what I couldn't do to you. I'm a better friend than therapist." Hannibal says honestly as he takes a bite of his own food.

"You're a great friend. My wife is alive and I feel like I'm mourning a loss. There's a numbness where relief should be." Jack says as Hannibal studies Him, genuinely sympathetic. "Do you think she'll try again?" Jack asks with pained eyes.

"I don't know. Bella wanted to die. Your wife took actions to die. I violated her trust stopping her." Hannibal answers honestly. "You may have violated her trust, Hannibal, but you've earned mine." Jack says as Hannibal is considering this.

BSHCI - WILL GRAHAM'S CELL - DAY-

Hannibal Lecter stands opposite Will Graham's cell. Will stands beyond the bars, appraising him. "Surprised Chilton let you see me. Said I was no longer your patient. I'm under his exclusive care." Will says as he turns around. "Unfortunately, I had to insist. Were you lying to me, Will? When you told me you wanted my help?" Hannibal asks, usually he wouldve brought Caroline to these but he feels as though she shouldnt be here today.

"No." Will acknowledges. "Dr. Chilton accused me of using unorthodox therapies during our conversations. Suggested that I drove you to kill." Hannibal says "That's not what I believe." Will approaches the bars, lowers his voice. Hannibal steps closer to better hear as Will's volume is but a whisper. "Chilton gave me a narcoanalytic. Said it was sodium amytal. But it was more than that. It felt like a hypnotic. Midazolam or temazepam." Will  says gently and cautiously.

"Hypnotics that alter perception and render you easily suggestible."

"I remembered strobing lights in your office. You putting a needle in my arm, injecting me."