|Red Dragon. T. Harris|
|1||Thomas Harris. Red Dragon.
The first book in the Hannibal Lecter series.
One can only see what one observes, and one observes only things which are already in the mind. - ALPHONSE BERTILLON
... For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Songs of Innocence
(The Divine Image)
Cruelty has a Human Heart,
And Jealousy a Human Face,
Terror the Human Form Divine,
And Secrecy the Human Dress.
|2||The Human Dress is forged Iron,
The Human Form a fiery Forge,
The Human Face a Furnace seal'd,
The Human Heart its hungry Gorge.
WILLIAM BLAKE, Songs of Experience
(A Divine Image)
Will Graham sat Crawford down at a picnic table between the house and the ocean and gave him a glass of iced tea.
Jack Crawford looked at the pleasant old house, salt-silvered wood in the clear light. "I should have caught you in Marathon when you got off work," he said.
|3||"You don't want to talk about it here."
"I don't want to talk about it anywhere, Jack. You've got to talk about it, so let's have it. Just don't get out any pictures. If you brought pictures, leave them in the briefcase -Molly and Willy will be back soon."
"How much do you know?"
"What was in the Miami Herald and the Times," Graham said. "Two families killed in their houses a month apart. Birmingham and Atlanta.
|4||The circumstances were similar."
"Not similar. The same."
"How many confessions so far?"
"Eighty-six when I called in this afternoon," Crawford said. "Cranks. None of them knew details. He smashes the mirrors and uses the pieces. None of them knew that."
"What else did you keep out of the papers?"
"He's blond, right-handed and really strong, wears a size-eleven shoe. He can tie a bowline. The prints are all smooth gloves."
"You said that in public."
"He's not too comfortable with locks," Crawford said.
|5||"Used a glass cutter and a suction cup to get in the house last time. Oh, and his blood's AB positive."
"Somebody hurt him?"
"Not that we know of. We typed him from semen and saliva. He's a secretor." Crawford looked out at the flat sea. "Will, I want to ask you something. You saw this in the papers. The second one was all over the TV. Did you ever think about giving me a call?"
"There weren't many details at first on the one in Birmingham.
|6||It could have been anything – revenge, a relative."
"But after the second one, you knew what it was."
"Yeah. A psychopath. I didn't call you because I didn't want to. I know who you have already to work on this. You've got the best lab. You'd have Heimlich at Harvard, Bloom at the University of Chicago"
"And I've got you down here fixing fucking boat motors."
"I don't think I'd be all that useful to you, Jack.
|7||I never think about it anymore."
"Really? You caught two. The last two we had, you caught."
"How? By doing the same things you and the rest of them are doing."
"That's not entirely true, Will. It's the way you think."
"I think there's been a lot of bullshit about the way I think."
"You made some jumps you never explained."
"The evidence was there," Graham said.
"Sure. Sure there was. Plenty of it – afterward.
|8||Before the collar there was so damn little we couldn't get probable cause to go in."
"You have the people you need, Jack. I don't think I'd be an improvement. I came down here to get away from that."
"I know it. You got hurt last time. Now you look all right."
"I'm all right. It's not getting cut. You've been cut."
"I've been cut, but not like that."
"It's not getting cut. I just decided to stop. I don't think I can explain it."
"If you couldn't look at it anymore, God knows I'd understand that."
|9||"No. You know-having to look. It's always bad, but you get so you can function anyway, as long as they're dead. The hospital, interviews, that's worse. You have to shake it off and keep on thinking. I don't believe I could do it now. I could make myself look, but I'd shut down the thinking."
"These are all dead, Will," Crawford said as kindly as he could.
Jack Crawford heard the rhythm and syntax of his own speech in Graham's voice.
|10||He had heard Graham do that before, with other people. Often in intense conversation Graham took on the other person's speech patterns. At first, Crawford had thought he was doing it deliberately, that it was a gimmick to get the back-and-forth rhythm going.
Later Crawford realized that Graham did it involuntarily, that sometimes he tried to stop and couldn't.
Crawford dipped into his jacket pocket with two fingers.