Dave Mackley: Now... I can only give you a short visit.

William Hastings: Thank you, Dave.

Phyllis Hastings: George says they're not gonna let you out on bail.

William Hastings: I'm...

William Hastings: I'm in so much trouble.

William Hastings: I have...

William Hastings: I have to tell you something.

William Hastings: I wasn't there,

William Hastings: but I h...

William Hastings: I had a dream that night that...

William Hastings: That I was in her apartment.

Phyllis Hastings: You were there.

Phyllis Hastings: Your fingerprints are there.

William Hastings: No, I sw... I swear to you,

William Hastings: I wasn't there.

William Hastings: I swear to you, it was a dream!

Phyllis Hastings: Fuck you.

Phyllis Hastings: You fucking bastard!

Phyllis Hastings: I've known about this affair.

Phyllis Hastings: I've known about this affair all along.

William Hastings: Now, you lookee here.

William Hastings: I know about you and George

William Hastings: and maybe somebody else too!

Phyllis Hastings: You're going down.

Phyllis Hastings: Life in prison, Bill.

Phyllis Hastings: Life in prison.

Phyllis Hastings: Goodbye, Bill.

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: My...

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: My...

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: George.

George Bautzer: Phyllis.

George Bautzer: How is he?

Phyllis Hastings: He knows.

Phyllis Hastings: Don't walk me out.

Phyllis Hastings: I'll see you later at my place.

George Bautzer: How's he doing?

Dave Mackley: Well, he's, pretty shook up, I have to admit.

George Bautzer: And Phyllis?

Dave Mackley: She's had a really rough day, I believe.

George Bautzer: Yes. I understand.

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: My God.

Phyllis Hastings: What are you doing here?

Mr C: You did good. You follow human nature perfectly.

Mr C: This is George's gun.

Duncan Todd: Roger, come in here.

Duncan Todd: Tell her she has the job.

Roger: Mr. Todd?

Duncan Todd: Yes, Roger?

Roger: Can I ask you a question?

Duncan Todd: Go ahead.

Roger: Why do you let him make you... do these things?

Duncan Todd: Roger...

Duncan Todd: you better hope that you never get involved with someone like him.

Duncan Todd: Never have someone like him in your life.

Ray Monroe: Jack, you barely touched your three dinners.

Ray Monroe: Darya said something about you, being worried about tomorrow?

Ray Monroe: Or the day after?

Mr. C: I'm not worried, Ray, about anything.

Ray Monroe: Well, that's good.

Mr. C: For a while, day after tomorrow,

Mr. C: I'll need to be on my own.

Mr. C: That might be a good time for you to learn how to mind your own business.

Ray Monroe: Well...

Ray Monroe: meantime, there's anything

Ray Monroe: I can do to help, just let me know.

Mr.C : I'll be sure to let you know, Ray.

Ray Monroe: And I'll follow up on that contact of mine, hopefully get the information you need.

Mr.C :Want, not need.

Mr.C :I don't need anything, Ray.

Mr.C : If there's one thing you should know about me, Ray,

Mr.C : it's that I don't need anything.

Mr.C : I want.

Mr.C : And I want that information.

Mr.C : Kind of funny that she'll only give it to you.

Ray Monroe: This information seems pretty important to you.

Ray Monroe: Don't worry.

Ray Monroe: I'll get it for you.

Mr.C : And I better be able to trust that information.

Mr.C : She's Hastings' secretary. (The arrested High School teacher)

Mr.C : She knows what he knows.

Hawk: Margaret?

Log Lady: Hawk.

Log Lady: Where are you walking tonight?

Hawk: Once again, your log and I are on the same page.

Hawk: Supposed to be something happening here tonight.

Log Lady: The stars turn...

Log Lady: and the time presents itself.

Log Lady: Hawk,

Log Lady: watch carefully.

Hawk: I will, Margaret.

Log Lady: I'm too weak to go with you.

Log Lady: But stop by.

Log Lady: I have coffee and pie for you.

Hawk: Gonna have to be after.

Hawk: I'm almost there now.

Log Lady: Please, let me know what happens.

Hawk: I will, Margaret.

Hawk: Good night, Margaret.

Phillip Gerard: Is it future? or is it past?

Phillip Gerard: Someone is here.

Laura Palmer: Hello Agent Cooper.

Laura Palmer: You can go out now.

Laura Palmer: Do you recognise me?

Dale Cooper: Are you Laura Palmer?

Laura Palmer: I feel like I know her.

Laura Palmer: But sometimes my arms bend back

Dale Cooper: Who are you?

Laura Palmer: I am Laura Palmer

Dale Cooper: But Laura Palmer is dead.

Laura Palmer: I am dead yet I live

Dale Cooper: When can I go?

Phillip Gerard: Is it future or is it past?

Phillip Gerard: The evolution of the arms

The Arm: I am the arm and I sound like this

The Arm: Do you remember your doppelganger?

The Arm: He must come back in before you can go out

Mr C: Jack, come here.

Darya: Shit.

Darya: He's coming.

Darya: I have to get off the phone.

Darya: Hi, baby.

Mr. C: Who you talking to?

Darya: Um, Jack.

Darya: Just making sure I get the job done on the secretary's car.

Mr. CWhat did Jack say?

Darya: He said it's all good to go.

Darya: I'm happy to see you.

Darya: I thought maybe you'd gone off on your own for a while, like you were saying.

Mr. C: You're happy to see me, Darya?

Darya: Yeah, baby.

Mr. C: That's nice, Darya. Ray was supposed to meet me this afternoon. He never showed.

Darya: Yeah?

Mr. C: Yeah.

Mr. C: Where's that .45 of yours, Darya?

Darya: I've got it here by the bed.

Darya: What's up?

Mr. C: Might want to borrow it for a job.

Darya: What's mine is yours.

Mr. C: Darya, Jack is dead. I killed Jack two hours ago after he wired the car.

Mr. C: Don't move... one muscle.

Mr. C: I'm gonna play something for you, Darya. I think we'll both find this interesting.

Ray: Darya, is that you?

Darya: Ray, where the hell are you?

Ray: Federal prison, South Dakota.

Darya: What the fuck?

Ray: What did you do, Ray?

Ray: Carried weapons over the state line. I fucked up, the worst possible moment.

Ray: How are you calling me?

Darya: This is a burner.

Darya: Don't worry about it.

Darya: Nobody's listening.

Darya: So what do we do about Cooper?

Ray: I got another call from Jeffries. You have to hit Cooper if he's still around tomorrow night.

Ray: That means you now, Darya. You have to do this.

Darya: Fuck.

Darya: Fuck, I think his car just pulled up.

Darya: Fuck!

Darya: Let's see what happens tomorrow.

Darya: If I have to, I'll take him out.

Darya: Shit, he's coming.

Darya: I got to get off the phone.

Darya: Are you going to kill me?

Mr C: Yes, Darya.

Darya: Shit!

Mr C: Darya... who hired you and Ray to kill me?

Darya: I don't know.

Darya: I don't know.

Darya: I swear, I don't...

Darya: Ray knows.

Darya: I don't know. He never told me.

Mr C: Do you really expect me to believe that Ray's in prison for carrying guns over a state line?

Mr C: Darya, look at me. This is quite an interesting thing to think about. The game begins.

Mr C: Did he say why they want me dead?

Darya: No, I don't know why.

Mr C: How much do they want me dead? What are they paying you?

Darya: We'd split a half a million.

Darya: I wouldn't have done it.

Darya: I just said that to Ray.

Mr C: Shut up, Darya.

Darya: But...

Darya: you said you were going away somewhere tomorrow.

Mr C: Tomorrow, I'm supposed to get pulled back into what they call the Black Lodge. But I'm not going back there. I've got a plan for that one.

Mr C: But this prison thing with that fucker Ray... Darya, did Ray get that information from Hastings' secretary? (The High School Teacher)

Mr C: Did he ever mention coordinates to you?

Darya: I don't know what that is.

Mr C: Geographical coordinates, numbers, letters. They could save your life.

Darya: He said she told him something, but I don't know what.

Mr C: Anybody ever show this to you before? Do you know what this is? Did you ever see anything like this? This is what I want.

Darya: Are you gonna kill me now?

Mr C: Yes, Darya.

Mr C: Phillip?

Phillip Jeffries: You're late.

Mr C: Couldn't be helped.

Phillip Jeffries: I missed you in New York, but I see you're still in Buckhorn.

Mr C: And you're still nowhere, is that correct?

Phillip Jeffries: You met with Major Garland Briggs.

Mr C: How did you know that?

Mr C: Phillip?

Mr C: Actually, I just called to say goodbye.

Mr C: This is Phillip Jeffries, right?

Phillip Jeffries: You're going back in tomorrow, and I will be with Bob again.

Mr C: Who is this?

Chantal Hutchens: Yeah?

Mr C: It's me. I need you to clean up in room six. Everything.

Chantal Hutchens: Darya?

Chantal Hutchens: That's good news. I was getting so jealous of that bitch.

Mr C: Then go get your husband. I need you and Hutch in a certain area in a few days. I'll get word to you.

Chantal Hutchens: Okay, boss.

Mr C: Chantal, come here.

Mr C: You're nice and wet.

The Arm: 253. Time and time again. Bob...Bob Bob. Go now. Go Now.

Leyland Palmer: Find Laura.

Phillip Gerard: Something's wrong

The Arm: Find Doppelganger

The Arm: Non existant

Sam Colby: Weird. Where is he?

Tracey Barberato: Does this, by any chance, mean that I can go in there with you? I brought us two lattes again.

James Hurley: Great place, isn't it?

Yeah, it's the dog's bollocks in here.

James Hurley: What kind of beer do you want?

I'll have whatever.

James Hurley: Two ice cold Colonials.

Shelly Johnson: No, you guys, my daughter is with the wrong guy.

Are you kidding me?

Everybody loves Steven.

Shelly Johnson: You don't know Becky. I can see it on her face. There is something really wrong.

It's her life.

Hey, over there.

There's James. He's staring at you again.

Shelly Johnson: Does James have a thing for you?

There's something wrong with that guy.