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Previously on "Clarice"...

Two dead women.
Somebody sliced them to ribbons.

And you think it's a --

A serial killer.

Hell yes, I do.

Rebecca, were Angela Bird,
Tess Laughty, and Sandra Bishop

gonna talk to you
about the clinical trials?

You're gonna tell me
who paid you

to kill those three women.

Get me a deal.

This doesn't work
if you don't talk.

Okay, I'll start.

How was Tennessee?

You were raised in
the Appalachian mountains,

weren't you?

Did it feel like
going home?

Felt like going to work.

Your father died there
when you were young.

He was killed.

In the line of duty.

He was a Marshal.

He surprised some burglars
who shot him.

I'm not sure what
that has to --

Were you just triggered
to remember that?

Triggered? No.

Is there doctor/patient
privilege here,

or does all this go
straight to my boss?

That was not a formal --

Agent Krendler and I...
had a conversation.

That almost cost me my job.

Clarice, you're here
to keep your job,

and I'm the one
who can help you.

If you'll let me.

I understand that after
you got back from Tennessee,

you went to visit
Rebecca Clark-Sherman

at the trauma center.

I can't even go home.

I checked myself in here
because

I knew I was gonna need help...
carrying this.

That's wise.

Staying ahead of it.

And if you feel unsafe, we can
post guards outside the door.

What else can you tell me?

He took his mask off
at one point.

I saw his face.

He didn't care.

That's how I knew
he was gonna kill me.

He made me walk
to my bedroom.

He drugged me.

I guess to make me more...
compliant.

He took pains
not to look at me.

To give me...

Modesty. Privacy.

We're interviewing
your attacker tomorrow.

We both know
he was hired by someone,

but the only thing
connecting him to the murders

of Angela, Tess, and Sandra
is you.

We need
your testimony, Rebecca.

You came so far
putting it together for them.

If you let them stop you,
they win.

Those women
need your testimony.

If you'll share your notes,
what you found about --

No.
I-I -- I can't.

If you're scared, we can put you
into protective custo--

Put them in custody.

Whoever hired him.

Get them,
and I will testify.

Sorry.

I want to help those women,
I do.

I feel like
I'm losing myself.

Therapist: Clarice,
sometimes post-traumatic stress

can color your experience.

It can significantly alter
your perception of events,

both professional
and personal,

confronting
old familial wounds

in a highly charged
work environment.

I mean,
I know my father died.

It was a long time ago.
It's not something I buried.

I don't need a trigger.

And what about the fresher wound
of Buffalo Bill?

A wound I believe
will never heal

unless you open up
about it.

Clarice?

Clarice?

Where are you?
Am I losing you?

Do you have trouble
concentrating?

Can you stay
in the moment?

Invasive thoughts
or memories?

They can keep you
from being fully present

and from seeing experiences
for what they truly are.

They can cause you
to act...impulsively.

Sir, I have to go.
I have a suspect interview.

Right. The river murders.

Agent Krendler recanted
your statement to the press.

That must have been
very hard.

I respect his judgment.

He was just
protecting the case.

The case or you?

I need you to consider that

given everything
you've been through,

maybe your perceptions
aren't as solid as you think.

I know what's real
and what's not, sir.

I really do have to go now.

Agent Baker: Special delivery
for Agent Mapp.

No. No more.

But you're the chain-of-custody
girl, right?

Supervisor said, "Any cold case
DNA requests go to Mapp."

Not there.

Not there.

You're a Sagittarius, right?

No. No.

No, no, no.
No, no, no, no, no.

Huh?

I'm working.

You've posed a personal question
that serves no one except you,

and you expect me to
drop everything and answer.

And if I don't answer,
you form a judgment.

And even now, as I'm taking time
away from saving lives,

you're thinking,
"Damn, she's so serious.

Can she just lighten up?"

Well, the answer is, "Bye."

Mnh-mnh-mnh-mnh-mnh.

Oh!

Jenga.

Now, I would like to
remind everyone

that Attorney General Martin
has come at my invitation

to speak about the needs

the president's bill
attempts to address.

To that end, I think she's doing
an admirable job.

That said, this is
the oversight committee,

and today we're reviewing
the DOJ budget.

Madam Attorney General,

uh, your personal task force
within the FBI --

can you tell us
more about that?

Uh, this isn't
an authoritarian state.

I don't have
a personal task force.

I assume you're talking about

the Violent Criminal
Apprehension Unit.

Hmm. That's right.
Uh, ViCAP.

The vulnerable of our country
disappear,

and no one remembers
their names.

Not everyone who has been
abducted by a monster

is lucky enough to be the
daughter of a senator, sir.

Some are saying the ViCAP team
is just drumming up headlines

to help sell
your president's crime bill.

You have three daughters,
Llewellyn.

Imagine someone out there
field-dressing one of them

like a deer.

Do you really believe
that I wouldn't,

that every mother
wouldn't give everything

to spare their child that?

The monsters among us
aren't aberrations.

They're a reflection
of who we are.

What we do with them and how
we decide to root them out

is also a reflection
of who we are.

I just hope we don't become
a society

that sits idly by.

We're all sorry about what
happened to your daughter.

But it might take
more than sympathy

to make you qualified
for your office.

Sympathy and empathy for
Americans under our protection

seems to be
in short supply of late.

I don't know.
Two-way mirror is classic.

We're basically in the same room
as the guy.

Come on, live a little.
Now you get a close-up.

We can see every muscle
in his face twitch.

I don't need any help knowing
when someone's full of it.

Suspect's here.

Baltimore PD's
bringing him in.

Their homicide chief is whining
to SSA Herman

that we stole their perp.

Tell them whine to the AG
and her writ.

Karl Wellig.
Born Prescott, Arizona.

Joined the Marines
out of high school.

Gulf War and a year on
the private military circuit.

We waiting on his esquire?

No, he waived his right
to an attorney.

Pretty bold, considering
he killed three women.

Tripathi: And tried to kill
Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

You sure he asked for
the deal?

That he said the words?

Yes, sir.

Maybe
this'll go down fast.

Sir, I'm convinced
Wellig was hired.

I spoke to Rebecca Clark-Sherman
last night,

and she can tie all the victims
to the drug clinical trial.

Will she go on record?

She will if we get more from
Wellig about who hired him.

Here we go.

Starling, you're with me.

Sir?

He asked you for the deal,
and you're the one who shot him.

You told Special Agent Starling
you wanted a deal.

So...go.

Talk.

I'm a handyman.

I was fixing a lady's dishwasher
when a bunch of feds burst in,

no warrant, guns drawn.

I got scared.

I never told you
I wanted a deal.

And I didn't kill anybody.

I know what I heard.

No one's saying
any different.

Why suddenly back out
of a deal

and still waive the right
to see your lawyer?

I-I don't get it.

Lawyering up
cuts both ways.

He goes mum, we go mum.
He wants to know what we know.

We got him pretty good
on Rebecca Clark-Sherman,

but he's got no idea
what we have

on the three
whistleblower women.

He's still hoping
he can walk on those.

That's our opening.
Anything on the video?

His story about
being a handyman

is something
a kid would make up.

He does not care.

Hold on a second.

What's this tattoo
on his forearm?

"SS"?
Is he a neo-Nazi?

Scout/Sniper.

The Marines --
They use that symbol.

S.S. -- Scout/Sniper.

You're both snipers.

Well, I'm Army,
so I'm actually a good shot.

Sniper/Psycho.
Peas in a pod.

No, this guy -- he's not
grieving, he's not gloating.

He's like a shark.
Same dead eyes.

Shark-ish, shark-like.

Is that
Behavioral Science, Starling?

When do we find out
that his Mommy shark

didn't breastfeed him?

Wellig doesn't fit the profile
of that kind of serial killer.

He's a different...
animal altogether.

Ruth Martin's
calling for you.

Okay.

Let's get a full
dental impression

we can match to
the victims' bite marks

and a blood sample for DNA.

Ruth: The knives came out
at my hearing.

I ended up talking about women
getting field-dressed

like a deer.

Okay.

Gant told me it was gonna be
a small sub-committee hearing,

and then he invited press.

I'm gonna look like the nation's
top hysterical mom

chasing bogeymen.

Well, bogeymen are real.

Which is why we need to
convict one right now.

Speaking of which...

Well, Baltimore PD
just turned Wellig over.

Listen, uh...

Starling has a different idea
about this guy.

Starling?

She's your girl, Ruth.

And what she's saying
has teeth.

This might take a while.

We don't have a while.

If I'm out of a job,

I don't know what's next
for either of us.

If I go, ViCAP goes.

Hm.

I'm so sorry, Paul.

I pulled you out of a nice
trajectory at Justice for this.

No, I'm glad to be back
at the Bureau.

I-I want to be here.

After Bill, the...

I want to be doing this.

How is Catherine?

Do you remember
the night in Illinois?

When we found out the FBI
had the wrong house?

You swore
she'd come back to me.

Yeah.

Paul, when will she
come back to me?

She's already back.

She's alive.

Okay, we need
the public on our side.

We need Wellig
on serial murder.

Offer him
whatever you need to.

I'll make it work.

I'm gonna work from home.

You can reach me there.

Why'd you change your mind?

Asking for a deal.

It never happened.

They're listening, and you're
trying to cover your ass, right?

Everybody's got a game,
honey.

I have to take Karl Wellig's
samples to the lab.

Anything I can take
for you?

Are you kidding?
No, I'm chain-of-custody-girl.

I have to sign in all these
cold-case DNA test requests

from all over the country,

then carry them over and sign
them into the lab myself.

I don't solve cases,
mind you --

I carry them.

Come to Cold Cases,
Starling.

Come to where the glamour is.

How's it going?

Wellig recanted on the deal,
called me a liar.

What?

Everyone's looking at me
sideways.

They were already
looking at you sideways.

I'm just gonna...
open a convenience store

that sells ramen noodles
and orange soda.

Mm.

Yeah. I'm aware I have
the palate of an 8-year-old.

Okay.

Okay.

Catherine, I'm home.

AG wants to close
for serial murder. Today.

Let's get creative, guys.

We had him at the house
with a victim bleeding out.

He attacked a federal agent.

So why would he give up
the other three murders?

Premeditated in Maryland is
life without parole, mandatory.

We have federal jurisdiction
in D.C.

Second-degree murder
in the District

is 20 to 40 with parole.

We could offer him
parole in 20.

Well, CS Techs said

that Wellig
dumped the bodies

on the Maryland side.

Yeah, but we fished them out
in D.C.

He wants to know
how much we have.

I like this, Esquivel.
Second-degree.

Let's get it done before
whatever crap he's pulling

by waiving his lawyer
screws everything.

What's our wedge here?

Sir?

Karl Wellig might have
a strict moral code,

especially where
it concerns women.

That guy's got
a strict moral code?

Morals are just rules we create
to give order to the world.

When you break the
Ten Commandments for a living,

you have to come up with
your own rules.

Rebecca said he wouldn't look at
her when she was undressing.

He would not look at me
when I touched his mouth.

If that's helpful
to force a confession.

Esquivel,
how's your bad cop?

My what?

Come with me.

We'll lead with the, uh...
Go at him hard.

Murray, what do you call
that approach?

Reid technique.

You actually gave a seminar
on it.

Right.
I did a hell of a job, huh?

Come on, kid.

Karl Wellig,
meet Special Agent Esquivel.

Rebecca Clark-Sherman
sends her regards.

I don't know who that is.

Well, she says you did
a great job with her dishwasher,

and she is telling
anyone who'll listen.

"Reid Technique."

In fact...

The codified practice of talking
out of your ass like, uh,

you have more evidence
than you do.

Perp knows what he did.

When you know something,

it's hard to imagine
the other person doesn't.

I'm just saying,
Reid still works.

Krendler: ...multiple murders

when the AG
gives us the word.

It's from the '50s.

I'm from the '50s.

I still work.

Krendler: Karl, we're not here
to talk about

your attempted murder
of Rebecca.

That is, well --
well, that's open and shut.

Our forensics lab matched
your bite

to the bite marks
on three other victims.

That's aggravated murder.

That's life
three times over.

Sure.

Did you really think
you could bite someone

without leaving
your DNA behind?

Or that you could
rape someone

and not leave
anything behind?

Ooh. That got him right
in the strict moral code.

Karl, let me ask you
something.

Did they laugh at you?

That why you have to
give those bitches --

Alright, Esquivel.

You rape women during
your time in the military?

Look, man, I was there.

I know the rules feel different
over there.

I don't need to
listen to this.

See his foot?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, he's sure trying
to hang on.

Did it start overseas, or were
you always this way, huh?

Esquivel.

Huh?

Enough.

You're
no Scout/Sniper.

Special Forces.

You're a damn disgrace.

What gives you the right --

Alright, hey, hey.

Go cool off.

Nice job, Sarah Bernhardt.

He's young.

This is Wellig's lawyer.

What the hell do you mean
dragging my injured client

all the way down here
without notifying his counsel?

He waived.

You here to save him
from himself?

I want to see him. Now.

Well, there's a procedure
when somebody waives.

We're just respecting
your client.

Sit tight.
We'll be right with you.

Krendler: Do you know what
they do to rapists in prison?

I didn't rape anybody.

The evidence
is pretty conclusive.

You know I didn't.

How?

How do I know you didn't
rape those women?

No one raped them.

Now, how would you
know that?

Winner, winner,
chicken dinner.

The same DNA
washes off spit.

It washes off --
There's no way.

Keep digging, friend.

What do you mean,
"washes off"?

Washes off in water?

Yeah, in water.

Mm. We just told the press
that bodies were found.

We never said
they were found in water.

Look, you got something
to offer, you say it.

Second-degree murder
here in D.C.,

not federal court,
a shot at parole.

You can do that?

I got a direct line
to the Attorney General.

I can make this happen
for you.

Murder two, huh?

On a big, fancy
triple homicide

that's already been
in the news?

Come now, that's not how
you boys roll.

You got no evidence at all.
Do you?

Damn it.
He's playing us.

"Rebecca Clark-Sherman
sends her regards."

He knows this game
better than we do.

What is that,
from a fed book?

He is not scared of us
at all.

You take your deal
up your ass.

I don't need your deal,

'cause I didn't kill
anybody.

Son of a bitch.

Are you hungry?

I sent Bea home,
but I can order in.

We can get those bao things
you like.

I'm not hungry.

Honey, I keep telling you,
if you work out this hard,

you have to eat more.

Precious is out of
pee pads.

Can you get some?

Bea can take her out.

You just said
you sent Bea home.

You can take her out.

Not far, not for a walk.

Just outside.
Just outside the door.

Can you just get
more pee pads, please?

I-I-I'll go with you.

Forget it.

Look, I-I want you
just to try --

I'll just keep her
in my room.

Yeah, I'm looking into --

Got your lunches.

Ardelia, what's the number
again?

Starling, right?

Hold on.

Clarice Starling?

Can I help you?

I just want to say
we're all big fans at BPD.

Okay.

My partner also offered
to give me $20

if I asked for your number.

Hey, she's investigating
a murder.

Um, thanks for the sandwiches,
though.

Uh, Wellig's is here, too.
It's, uh -- It's labeled.

Okay. Thanks.

Hey, uh, you should come up
for subs.

Krendler bought lunch to try to
smooth things over

with Baltimore PD.

Also, he's trying to stall
Wellig seeing his lawyer.

Ardelia: Maybe in a minute.
I've got some bad news.

I grabbed your lab results,
and your hit man's teeth

are no match at all for
the bite marks on the victims.

We got the wrong guy?

He definitely
didn't bite them.

I was sure in my bones,
Ardelia.

Any DNA evidence?

None. There's no foreign cells
around the bite marks,

no saliva, no blood,
nothing to remotely even --

We found the bodies
in the water, so --

But you found Sandra Bishop
in her house.

Alright, thanks.

Did we get a DNA match?

It has got to be Wellig,
right?

Three women murdered by the same
guy for talking to a reporter.

We then get that guy
at the reporter's house,

trying to murder her.

I mean, I'm not crazy.
This is --

No, you're not --
you're not crazy.

But I guess that also means the
forensics aren't good for us.

You think you might
go back in there?

Why?

He's not gonna break,
and I'm not you.

I can't see through people.

It means something to him
that you're both snipers.

I could see that.

Esquivel, you sat with
Angela Bird's kid.

He's a good kid,
a good boy.

His mother deserves more.

He's right.
I got out of hand.

That was, uh --

You have a mission.

Yeah.

You been shot before?

Heard them go by,
felt them go by, but...

You're not thirsty?

Water.

I hate root beer.

I can try to get you
something else if you'd like.

What's going on?

No, it's fine.

"My crosshair steady.

My trigger cold."

"I love the recoil.

I watch him fold."

It's funny.

We see each other at a bar

or anywhere else,
we're brothers.

But here, we sit on
either side of this table.

It isn't easier on this side,
you know.

We have the same skills,

but back in the day,

we flip a guy's switch and it's,
"Job well done, bro."

No paperwork,
no Use of Force inquiry.

You could feel...

In Panama once,
I had this runner

telling our positions
to their snipers.

Skinny and fast.

I mean...

You could not
lead this kid.

But I stayed with him
for a quarter mile.

Breathed with him.

Got right in his head with him,
you know?

And he thought,
"I'm good."

But I was like --

"I got you."

Right through the neck.

He runs another 10 yards
before he realizes...

"Oh, snap, I'm dead."

No paperwork.

God. He's not making this up,
is he?

Here, I'm the bitch
of my team.

This new girl --
she just got here.

She knows more than me.

Someone's always got me
in their sights.

Anyway, I kind of miss it,
you know?

Permission.

Man, your commanding officer
must have loved you.

You sure shoot who they tell you
to shoot, don't you, boy?

And you don't?

You think I'm compromised
and you're not

'cause you're a fed now?

This whole thing
is compromised.

"Compromised."

Esquivel,
time to step out.

Mr. Wellig's lawyer
is here.

Hold on.
He's blinking.

I didn't -- I didn't --
I didn't ask for a lawyer.

Can I get your bar number?
You know, standard protocol.

What firm are you with?

Well, he's here now
filling out paperwork.

I don't need a lawyer.

I don't want a lawyer.

I told you I don't need one.

His voice
just pitched higher.

Can you come with me?

I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

And I told you he's here now
filling out paperwork.

I don't want a lawyer.

He's filling out paperwo--

I don't need one!

Hey, I don't think
we're done talking.

I think we are.

Hey!

What the hell?

That lawyer --

Spooked him, bad.

Okay,
where's the lawyer now?

Tripathi went to get him.

Okay.
Let Wellig stew a minute.

Hey.

That was smart,
what you did in there.

You know, the thing about
your skill set

is you only get
half the story.

You're carrying
the people you shot,

and you never get to carry
the people you saved.

He didn't give us anything
in there.

He --
He laughed in my face.

No, he told us why
he's not talking.

He did?

He thinks we're compromised,
corrupt.

He's trapped, and he's scared,
and he does not trust us.

Clarice: Something's wrong
with the bite marks.

Besides not matching
your suspect's teeth?

I just can't see it.

There seems to be
no side-to-side jaw motion.

If I bit through skin,
wouldn't there be more

of a gnawing motion?

Maybe he bit her
after she died.

Why bite her if it's not
going to hurt her?

I mean, isn't the pain
the point?

If you're a serial killer.

This guy's
more of a mechanic.

Mm.

I gotta get back.

He got out?
He left the building?

He disappeared
like a...

Like your analogy.

Yeah. Look, I couldn't
legally hold him, okay?

He dumped me.

I feel like an ass,
and the week's just started.

There's no way
that guy's a lawyer, okay?

He's Houdini, or he had help
from the inside.

Have security check the
closed-circuits for this guy.

Clarke:
Lab called back.

Teeth marks don't match,
no DNA.

No.

Wellig's our guy.

What's our evidence?
How we getting him?

A confession.
We use the lawyer.

Wellig's scared of him,
and he doesn't know we lost him.

Your lawyer is dead set
on seeing you.

The Sixth Amendment says
that I don't have to.

I signed your forms.

I waived my right.

Mm-hmm.

You say you don't want to
see your lawyer,

and then all of a sudden,
we've coerced you

into waiving your rights.

This is me laughing.

You cop to killing Angela Bird,
Tess Laughty,

and Sandra Bishop today,

I find a way to get you
concurrent sentences

away from
general population.

That's the best deal
you're gonna get from me.

Think about it.

Clock's ticking.

What is that?

A standard dental
teaching model.

I got it from
a dental-supply store.

This one is a perfect match
to the victims' bite marks.

That's why there's no saliva,
no DNA.

So he could have done it,
and it gives me state-of-mind.

First principles.

The wounds don't kiss.

He was told --
ordered by someone

to make it look like
a crazy guy.

He did it
the only way he could.

I don't like this.

This is deep and dark,
Clarice.

He's not a serial killer,

and if we give him
that designation,

then we lose
the bigger conspiracy.

Problem is, the AG wants
a serial killer. Today.

You've got to live
with yourself tomorrow.

Krendler: He's right there.
We got him right there.

Um, sir?

I'm sealing this up.

Um, Mr. Krendler, sir.

May I speak to you
privately?

No.

The AG wants
what she wants.

You gave us information
that flipped.

I don't have time
for another coin toss.

Therapist:
Do you have invasive thoughts?

They can cause you
to act...impulsively.

What was that?

I'm sorry. I'm -- I'm sorry.
It was an accident.

Was your accident
aimed at me?

Of course not, sir.

Sir, Karl Wellig might have
done the killing,

but he's not the only one
responsible.

If it weren't for the politics,
wouldn't we be --

Well, why doesn't Wellig tell us
who's responsible, then?

Why did he change his mind
on your deal?

I don't think he did.

I think someone else
changed it for him.

Who?

You.

Sir, you did 100%
the right thing

when you retracted
my statement

that these murders are part
of a conspiracy.

100%.

But Wellig knows the truth,
so to him,

it looks like a cover-up --

a cover-up that is so deep

they're sending people
to kill him.

Um, Ardelia Mapp
found these.

They are a perfect match
to the victims' wounds.

He didn't bite them.

He just made it look like
he did.

Karl Wellig is not
a serial killer.

He's a part of
something much bigger.

You think I'm the one
who wants to play politics?

The politics find me.

I can get a confession.

You? After that outburst,
I'm about to send you home.

You're wondering
if I'm okay.

And at this point,
so is Wellig.

Use that to your advantage.

He thinks
I'm the weak link.

You might be.

Yes, sir.

Send me in.

Well,
it's the merry-go-round.

The offer is
Witness Protection.

I understand we need
to keep you safe.

We all understand that now.

We believe an assassin was
sent here to kill you today.

WITSEC for everything about who
hired you to kill Angela Bird,

Tess Laughty, Sandra Bishop,
and Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

Okay.

I know
this is what you used

to make the bite marks
on their skin.

You know why
I think you used it?

I think whoever hired you
told you to bite the women,

to make it look like
a madman,

but you didn't
want to do that.

You always do your job.
I know.

You follow your orders.

Killing is killing,

but desecration --
that's another thing.

And you were
not gonna do that.

Not to these women.

Well, damn.

You may be the straightest
shooter in here.

Ah.

All these things
you've done.

All these things
you've been asked to do.

I think maybe it started
as something better.

Purer.

I know it's been a long road
to get you here,

to where they're asking you
to leave bites on women.

We're going to protect you,
but tell us who it was.

Who told you to do
something like this?

Who told you to desecrate
their bodies?

Tell me.

You know, my daddy -- he used to
drink this crap all the time.

Bought it by the case load.

I hated it.

Mm.

Still don't like it.

Who hired you?

I'd never worked
with them before.

Here we go.

I'm always in and out,
and it's done.

Clean.

But these guys
wanted details.

Bite marks.

Who? Who is "them"?

I-I never even knew.
I...

I-I only got a number.
I didn't get a name.

I-I didn't know
who they were.

Okay, what's the number?

It's -- It's...

Wellig?

Hut. Hutta.

What the hell?

What's happening?

Huddle.

He's having a stroke.
Call 911.

Wellig!

Hulllll...

Wellig!

Wellig!

Wellig!

Wellig! Come on, now.
Come on.

Wellig! Help.

Krendler: Come on.

I don't have a pulse.

Move!

You said you saw the lawyer
leave the building?

I swore I did.
Where else could he have gone?

Lock down
the building, now.

Ask the Baltimore PD guys,

see if they'll cover the exits
and the parking lots.

Wellig's is here, too.
It's, uh...labeled.

Wait, stop!
Detain the cops, all of them.

Do not let them leave.

Go.

What? What do we got?

Security footage
from the hallway.

This one.
He was not with Baltimore PD.

Sergeant said he's never
seen him before.

He's not a cop.

The lawyer was a Trojan horse
to distract us,

to get "the cop" closer.

He brought us
those damn sandwiches,

and I took that soda
right in.

Paul, ASAC is here.
He's pretty pissed.

He said nobody from ViCAP
leaves the building.

He wants to
talk to you first.

Okay.
This is not good.

Here we go.

Sir.

Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

If they got to Wellig,
they might be going after her.

Go.

Rebecca!
It's Clarice Starling.

Please open the door.

Rebecca?!

Okay, get in there.

What do you mean she's gone?

She's dead?

Looks like she left town,
but I don't know.

We lost Wellig, and Rebecca's
notes and testimony with her.

The lab found something
on the can.

Methyl iodide.

It's an industrial chemical
found in pesticides and --

Pharmaceuticals.

Yeah.

Wellig was murdered,
Starling,

in our own home.

This is gonna get
very ugly.

Yes, sir.

But you were right to stay
on this conspiracy track.

Let's see where it goes.

Ruth on TV: The vulnerable
of our country...

Catherine, honey.

...no one remembers
their names.

Not everyone who's been
abducted by a monster...

...is lucky enough to be
the daughter of a senator, sir.

Catherine, I --

Gant: ...headlines to help sell
your president's crime bill.

You have three daughters,
Llewellyn.

Imagine someone out there
field-dressing one of them

like a deer.

Do you really believe
that I wouldn't,

that every mother
wouldn't give everything

to spare their child that?

The monsters among us
aren't aberrations.

Okay.

They're a reflection
of who we are.

What we do with them and how
we decide to root them out...

...is also a reflection
of who we are.

Therapist: We all want to close
the door on the darkest things

that have happened to us
and never open it again.

But if you don't
open that door,

you could stay
locked behind it forever.

Or worse, something might
break in on it

at the worst possible time.

I'd hate to see that
happen to you.

I am having...
impulsivity problems.

You had
an outburst today?

I think I have some memories
I need to look at.

Think you're ready
to look at them?

I am.

But not with you.

You're trying
to gaslight me, sir.

I'm trying to get you
to face --

You might think you are.

You're just not very good
at your job.

Ah.

Well, then.

I wish you luck finding someone
who's better at it than I am.

Thank you.

I actually need
to find someone

who's better at it
than I am...

and someone
who shoots straight.