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“I know he’s a monster. Beyond that, nobody can say for sure.
“A pure sociopath,
His pulse never got over eighty-five,
Dr. Lecter has six fingers on his left hand.
His cultured voice has a slight metallic rasp beneath it, possibly from disuse.
“Simplistic is the word you want. In fact, most psychology is puerile, Officer Starling, and that practiced in Behavioral Science is on a level with phrenology. Psychology doesn’t get very good material to start with.
“A census taker tried to quantify me once. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a big Amarone. Go back to school, little Starling.”
“Look in Raspail’s car for your Valentines. Did you hear me? Look in Raspail’s car for your Valentines.
He was a patient of Lecter’s and one of his victims. She’d had only one evening with the Lecter background material. The file was vast and Raspail one of many victims. She needed to read the details.
He was almost certain to be a white male: white because serial murderers usually kill within their own ethnic group and all the victims were white; male because female serial murderers are almost unknown in our time.
That horrified the public more than anything—his holding them for a week or more, knowing he would kill them.
You put it in the computer and smoke comes out. He lives in the East, it tells us. He’s not in a moon cycle, it tells us. No convention
dates in the cities correlate. Nothing but feathers. No, he’s seen us coming, Starling.”
Lepidoptera.”
Over this odd world, this half the world that’s dark now, I have to hunt a thing that lives on tears.
Title 3 wiretap on the pay phones closest to the Senator’s office.
The Hostage Rescue Team went to an alert status one level short of airborne.
“The Good-Faith Warrant Exception to the Exclusionary Rule in
Search and Seizure,
Federal Code of Criminal Procedure.
In a stainless-steel tray on the workbench was “Klaus,” the head she had found in the Split City Mini-Storage. “Klaus had the bug in his throat,” Crawford said.
Friction des Bains, rubbing it over his chest and buttocks with his hands and using a dish-mop on the parts he did not like to touch.
“Yes. Can you smell his sweat? That peculiar goatish odor is trans-3-methyl-2
methyl-2 hexenoic acid. Remember it, it’s the smell of schizophrenia.
Catherine Baker Martin lay seventeen feet below the cellar floor.
“Take it off and wash yourself all over, or you’ll get the hose.
“Yes it will get the hose, won’t it, Darlingheart, yes it will!”
Kimberly Jane Emberg, twenty-two, missing from Detroit since February seventh.
“Dr. Lecter, there’s no correlation that I ever saw between transsexualism and violence—transsexuals are passive types, usually.”
Billy’s not a transsexual, Clarice, but he thinks he is, he tries to be. He’s tried to be a lot of things, I expect.”
“Do you know the procedure for testing male applicants for transsexual surgery?”
Wechsler Adult Intelligence Scale, House-Tree-Person, Rorschach, Drawing of Self-Concept, Thematic Apperception, MMPI of course, and a couple of others—the Jenkins, I
Kansas gallows vest. Made of heavy leather, with double-locking wrist shackles at the waist and buckles in the back, it may be the most infallible restraint garment in the world. The mask and the black vest suspended by its nape from the coat tree made a disturbing composition against the white wall.
costume?”
his nature to covet.
This is all the time you’ll ever have.”
“I woke up and heard the lambs screaming. I woke up in the dark and the lambs were screaming.” “They were slaughtering the spring lambs?”
“You still wake up sometimes, don’t you? Wake up in the iron dark with the lambs screaming?”
“Did you know Dr. Chilton has no medical degree?
The .38 boomed somewhere above them, the reports echoing down the
stone stairs, two fast shots and then a third.
The meat above the uniform collar no longer resembled a face. The front and top of the head were a slick of blood peaked with torn flesh and a single eye was stuck beside the nostrils, the sockets full of blood.
“Command post, two officers down. Repeat, two officers down. Prisoner is missing.
They loaded Lecter into an ambulance by mistake. They thought he was Pembry, badly injured.”
“Acherontia styx,
bilirubin.
The first tape was from scratchy film of Movietone News, a black-and-white newsreel from 1948. It was the quarter-finals of the Miss Sacramento contest, a preliminary event on the long road to the Miss America pageant in Atlantic City.
it’s J-A-M-E G-U-M-B.”
Look at this picture of Fredrica,
Every oversize shop in a city gets both transvestites and drag queens as customers.
