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101
That expires in one week.
You're not real FBI, are you? 102
I'm still in training at the academy. 103
Jack Crawford sent a trainee to me? 104
Yes, I'm a student.
I'm here to learn from you. 105
Maybe you can decide whether or not
I'm qualified enough to do that. 106
That is rather slippery of you,
Agent Starling. 107
Sit, please. 108
Now then, tell me.
What did Miggs say to you? 109
Multiple Miggs in the next cell. 110
He hissed at you. What did he say? 111
He said ''I can smell your cunt.'' 112
I see. 113
I myself cannot. 114
You use Evyan skin cream. 115
And sometimes you wear l'Air du Temps. 116
But not today. 117
Did you do all these drawings, Doctor? 118
That is the Duomo
seen from the Belvedere. 119
- Do you know Florence?
- All that detail just from memory, sir? 120
Memory, Agent Starling,
is what I have instead of a view. 121
Well, perhaps you'd care to lend us
your view on this questionnaire, sir. 122
Oh, no, no, no, no. 123
You were doing fine. You had been
courteous and receptive to courtesy. 124
You had established trust, with
the embarrassing truth about Miggs. 125
And now this ham-handed segue
into your questionnaire. 126
- It won't do.
- I'm only asking you to look at this. 127
Either you will or you won't. 128
Yeah. Jack Crawford
must be very busy indeed 129
if he's recruiting help
from the student body. 130
Busy hunting that new one: Buffalo Bill. 131
What a naughty boy he is. 132
Do you know why he's called Buffalo Bill? 133
Please tell me.
The newspapers won't say. 134
It started as a bad joke
in Kansas City Homicide. 135
They said
''This one likes to skin his humps.'' 136
Why do you think he removes
their skins, Agent Starling? 137
Thrill me with your acumen. 138
It excites him. Most serial killers keep
some sort of trophies from their victims. 139
- I didn't.
- No. No, you ate yours. 140
You send that through now. 141
Oh, Agent Starling, you think you can
dissect me with this blunt little tool? 142
No. I thought that your knowledge... 143
You're so ambitious, aren't you? 144
Do you know what you look like, with
your good bag and your cheap shoes? 145
You look like a rube. 146
A well-scrubbed, hustling rube,
with a little taste. 147
Good nutrition's given you length of bone, 148
but you're not more than one generation
from poor white trash, are you? 149
And that accent you've tried so
desperately to shed: pure West Virginia. 150
What is your father, dear? Is he
a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? | 
