Hannibal-Chuer Feng (final work)

The murdering cannibal-Hannibal Lecter, is presently in Italy and works as a curator at a museum. Clarice Starling, the FBI agent whom he aided to apprehend a serial killer has called to the mat by the Bureau. One high ranking official, Paul Krendler has it in for her. But she gets a reprieve because Mason Verger, one of Lecter's victims who is looking to get back at Lecter for what Lecter did to him, wants to use Starling to lure him out. Later Verger decides to frame Starling which makes Lecter return to the States. Angry Hannibal saves Starling's life and destroies Verger's whole plan. Finally agent Starling got the chance to manacle Hannibal just at the moment when Hannibal kisses her. However he extricates himself again. And the race to get Lecter begins.

When Starling found herself safely without her hand cut off, she realizes that Dr. Lecter might cut off his hand to escape from the police. She is shocked again. Why did Dr. Lecter not cut her hand off? Why did he save her life again? Why does she feel pity for him, -the murdering cannibal? Starling becomes more confused about Dr. Lecter.

"It looks good. What is that? What have you got there, " asked a little boy sitting next to Hannibal Lecter.

"Well, this is my dessert that I brought here myself. I couldn’t eat what they serve me as I understand the definition, which is why I always bring my own," answered Dr. Lecter.

“Can I please try some,” asked little boy.

“You are a very unusual boy, aren’t you,” said Dr. Lecter.

Looking into Hannibal's plate, a little piece of baked brain contained in a plastic box. No doubt, that is part of Paul Krendler. On the flight to the States, Hannibal realizes that there are policeman around him. The reason why they are still hiding might be they are scared of him. If they pop, he might hurt other passengers. Although he lost his left hand, he is still the murdering cannibal.

At the corner of last row, Starling quietly sitting there and looking at Dr. Lecter’s seat.

"Who am I?"

"I am agent Starling from FBI."

"I am not Dr. Lecter’s Clarice."

Starling keeps asking herself same questions. That was such a long pause. Starling even did not listen to her headphone.

“Can you hear me Starling? Please reply,” asked Mike.

“Yes, sorry I was…I was just thinking about our plan,” Starling replies.

She can’t be more familiar with the plan. They set up the whole thing already. Firstly, stewardess knocks over Dr. Lecter’s coffee and he would have to clean himself in the toilet. Then Starling shows up and catches him when he gets out of the toilet. The reason why they send Starling is they have assured that Starling is the only person that Hannible won’t hurt. The plan sounds easy and simple, but everyone is nervous and carefully holding their gun.

“What would you like for drink sir,” asked stewardess.

“Black coffee please,” said Dr. Lecter.

Then the stewardess knocks over the coffee then Dr. Lecter stands up and goes toward to the toilet. So far everything goes perfectly.

Starling’s hands start shaking. After taking a deep breath, she and her team get out of their seats and signal to all the passengers to be quiet. The plane is landing, they do not have much time.

Suddenly the toilet door opens and Dr. Lecter grabs Starling and holding her neck with a knife.

“Everyone gets back and put down your guns on the floor,” Dr. Lecter controls his voice like a master.

Passengers start shouting and screaming.

“The plane is landing, there is no where you can escape. Now let her go and we won’t hurt you…” said Mike.

“Give me the parachute or she will die, immediately,” interrupted Dr. Lecter.

It is strange. Starling stops shaking and she even feels being protected. Yes, with a knife on her neck.

After half hour…

Dr. Lecter and Starling landing with the parachute toward into the sea.

“Clarice, you do not let me go then you have to come with me,” Dr. Lecter whispered to Starling.

“Here is one thing I would ask you Dr. Lecter. Where you get the rubber knife? It doesn’t really seem like your tool Dr. Lecter, ” smiled Starling.

“That was from the little boy who sit next to me. He exchanged his knife to me,” said Dr. Lecter.

“So what did you give him to exchange,” asked Starling.

“That was a piece of brain,” answered Dr. Lecter with a pleased smile. 

They safely down to the sea and try to get rid of the parachute. At the same time, agent Mike from FBI is talking to Henry who was sitting next to Hannibal Lecter.

“Henry, now don’t be scared and just tell me clearly what did he tell you,” asked Mike.

“It is important, always to try new things. He said,” answered Henry.

He is still holding that plastic box that Dr. Lecter gave him. Tightly, in his sweaty palm.

Reference:

Harris, T. (1999). The silence of the lambs: Hannibal. United States:       

           Delacorte Press.