Twin Peaks S03E2 Dialogue

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.
Shelly Johnson: There's nothing wrong with him. James was in a motorcycle accident. He's just quiet now. James is not cool. He's never been cool.