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Christmas?
They're burying this girl tomorrow, and we've wasted half the day getting here.
I suggest you and your team should get started.
I'll have one of my men escort you over to the morgue.
Results from the local pathologist's report.
Welcome to Amateur Hour.
Looks like an all-nighter, boys.
Albert, got a minute?
I hear that you 're real good at what you do.
- That's correct.
- That's good.
'Cause normally if a stranger walked into my station talking this crap, he'd be looking for his teeth two blocks up on Queer Street.
Good night, Ed!
- Ed, is that you?
- Yeah, honey, it's me.
- Ed!
- Oh, my God.
Oh, Ed, I'm so happy, sweetheart, I have to thank you.
Why's that?
You don't know what you 've done for me.
- No, I don't.
- Oh, Ed, you big lug!
When you tracked that grease into the house today, you spilled some on my cotton balls.
But instead of tossing them out, I put the greased ones on the runners.
And Ed... just listen to this.
Completely silent.
- How about that?
- Oh, Ed...
We're gonna be so rich!
Everything smells like fish around here.
Well, you could wash your socks separately.
What did that FBI man want up here today?
Very nice fellow.
Asked a few questions.
About what?
Well, he talked to Josie mostly.
I had a problem with a fish.
Took a liking to my percolator.
What did he want to talk to Josie about?
Why don't you ask her?
Here's the key, the ledger's inside.
- Thank you.
- You betcha.
Didn't he ask for me?
Yeah, but we said you were on a world tour he should contact your press agent.
Get your boots off my bed and go to your room!
I didn't want to get mink oil on my bedspread.
You got mink oil in your head.
Two books.
Leland...
- Leland, stop it!
- We have to dance, Sarah.
We have to dance for Laura.
- Leland, stop it!
Give it to me.
- We have to dance!
Leland!
Leland, give it to me!
What is going on?
Leland!
What is going on in this house?
Oh, God!
Laura, Laura!
Laura!
"Through the darkness of future past,
"the magician longs to see,
"one chance out between two worlds...
"fire, walk with me."
We lived among the people.
I think you say, convenience store.
We lived above it.
I mean it like it is, like it sounds.
I, too, have been touched by the devilish one.
Tattoo on the left shoulder.
Oh, but when I saw the face of God,
I was changed.
I took the entire arm off.
My name is Mike.
His name is Bob.
Mike?
Mike, can you hear me?
"Catch you with my Death Bag."
You may think I've gone insane.
But I promise...
I will kill again!
But it... it is Laura Palmer.
Are you Laura Palmer?
Harry, it's Cooper.
Meet me for breakfast, 7:00 am the hotel lobby.
I know who killed Laura Palmer.
No, it can wait till morning.
They're burying this girl tomorrow, and we've wasted half the day getting here.
Dr Lawrence Jacoby, Agent Cooper.
Laura was a patient of mine.
Youpunks owe me ten grand.
Leo needs a new pair of shoes.
Robert, I note your reluctance to enter into a dialogue with me, your father.
Here's the key.
The ledger's inside.