Special Agent Starling. Oh, Special Agent Mapp. – Phone call. – Oh, thank you. Excuse me, gentlemen. Starling. Hiltch, could you take our picture? Sure. Look, I just want to say congratulations. And I’m not much good at this kind of thing, so I’m gonna duck out of here. Okay, sure. Thank you, Mr. Crawford. Your father would’ve been proud today. Don’t forget your phone call. Starling. Well, Clarice… …have the lambs stop screaming? Dr. Lecter. Don’t bother with a trace. I won’t be on long enough. Where are you, Dr. Lecter? I have no plans to call on you, Clarice. The world’s more interesting with you in it. So you take care now to extend me the same courtesy. You know I can’t make that promise. I do wish we could chat longer, but… …I’m having an old friend for dinner. Bye. Dr. Lecter… Dr. Lecter. Dr. Lecter. Dr. Lecter? Oh, excuse me. I’m sorry. You have the security system all set up? Oh, thank you. I appreciate that.