Memphis General, this is Medical Unit 26. We're inbound with a 50-year-old male police officer with severe facial lacerations. Weapon unknown. We've got grand mal seizure activity, but he's postictal now. Copy that. Vital signs are good. Pressure is 130 over 90. -Ninety? -Yeah, that's right. 90. Pulse, 84. We've got him on lactated ringers running. And the patient is on 10 liters...
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Yeah, but there is no pattern, or the computers would have nailed it. They're even found in random order. Random because of the one girl. The one he weighted down.
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Are you up there, you little shit?
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Come on. Take that bone. Come on.
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Come and get it, pretty girl.
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Put your hands on your head.
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Come on, Precious!
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-Mr. Bimmel? -That's me.
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Come on...
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I got a yummy, yummy snack for you.
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Thanks for the scraps, asshole. I got a better idea.
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Calumet City, edge of Chicago. Be on the ground in 45 minutes with HRT. Oh, that's great news, sir, but how... Johns Hopkins came up with some names. We fed him into "Known Offenders." Subject's name is Jamie Gumb, AKA John Grant. Lecter's description is accurate. He just lied about the name. Listen to this. Customs had some paper on him. They stopped a carton two years ago at LAX. Live caterpillars from Surinam. The addressee was a Jame Gumb.