you ate her too.
So why don’t you kill yourself?
- No.
- Pot Watcher fed her to you in a broth.
- Liar.
- You have to kill…
…everyone who
knows it don’t you?
You ate her…
…half-conscious.
Your little lips
greedy around the spoon.
No! Hannibal, stop.
M for Mischa.
Stop. Stop now.
Forgive them.
Never.
I love you.
What is left in you to love?
Find me the Captain.
I came as soon as I heard.
Where is Hannibal?
Come on.
Hannibal!
- Call the fire brigade!
- Yes, Inspector.
Take some men, get down there.
Hannibal.
Coming.
Yes?
I came to collect a head.