Twin Peaks S03E6 Dialogue

Gordon Cole:	Thank you, sweetheart.
Gordon Cole:	Fine Bordeaux.
Gordon Cole:	Yes, I love a night on the town
Gordon Cole:	when it's 34 degrees and raining.
Albert Rosenfield:	Fuck Gene Kelly, you motherfucker!
Albert Rosenfield:	Diane.
Diane Evans:	Hello, Albert.
Richard Horne:	Ah, shit.
Richard Horne:	Ah.
Richard Horne:	Whoa.
Richard Horne:	That is... whoo!
Red:		That's right, small time.
Red:	You can, uh,
Red:	you can pick the rest
Red:	of it up at Mary Ann's.
Richard Horne:	How'd you know that name?
Richard Horne:	You know the area?
Richard Horne:	Mm...
Richard Horne:	Shit.
Richard Horne:	Oh, tha... this stuff kicks.
Red:	Have you ever studied your hand?
Red:	What do you think?
Red:	I've been all around
Red:	here last couple of weeks.
Red:	I, uh...
Red:	I like it.
Red:	We can... We can move the sparkle
Red:	right down from Canada.
Red:	Yeah.
Red:	I got a problem with my liver.
Richard Horne:	Hey, these fucking little towns,
Richard Horne:	they're a pushover, right?
Richard Horne:	Law enforcement's asleep at the wheel.
Richard Horne:	Fuckin' sheriff here is like
Richard Horne:	90 years old or something.
Red:		Did you ever the see the
Red:		movie The King and I?
Richard Horne:	What?
Red:		I said I like it.
Red:		What do you think?
Red:		You, uh,
Red:		you got this under control?
Richard Horne:	Yeah.
Red:		You better have.
Red:		There's... there's one problem.
Red:		I don't know you yet.
Red:		I'm gonna be watching you, kid.
Red:		I'm watching you.
Red:		Got that?
Richard Horne:	Yeah.
Richard Horne:	I got it.
Richard Horne:	Don't call me "kid."
Red:		Just...
Red:		Just remember this,
Red:		kid...
Red:		I will saw your head open
Red:		and eat your brains
Red:		if you fuck me over.
Red:		You can count on that.
Red:		This is you.
Red:		This is me.
Red:		Heads, I win.
Red:		Tails, you lose.
Red:		Kid.
Richard Horne:	Fuck you, man!
Richard Horne:	Come on. Come on.
Richard Horne:	Come on. Come on.
Carl Rodd:	Morning, Bill.
Mickey:		Hey, Carl!
Carl Rodd:	Yeah?
Mickey:		Can I get a ride with you into town?
Mickey:		I-I gotta pick up
Mickey:		Linda's mail at the P.O.
Carl Rodd:	Sure, Mickey.
Mickey:		Bill.
Mickey:		Beautiful morning, huh?
Mickey:		You, uh,
Mickey:		you go into town about this
Mickey:		time every day, don't you?
Carl Rodd:	Damn near.
Mickey:		How come?
Carl Rodd:	Gets me out of this trailer park.
Carl Rodd:	Not much I got to look forward to
Carl Rodd:	at my age, Mickey,
Carl Rodd:	except the hammer slamming down.
Mickey:		Don't say that, Carl.
Mickey:		You know, you got a lot of tread left.
Carl Rodd:	How's Linda?
Mickey:		She's doing a lot better.
Mickey:		Got the government
Mickey:		agencies to finally get
Mickey:		one of them electric wheelchairs.
Carl Rodd:	Fuckin' war.
Carl Rodd:	So the government's
Carl Rodd:	taking care of you, huh?
Mickey:		Not hardly.
Mickey:		Took us about six months to
Mickey:		get this wheelchair for her.
Carl Rodd:	Fuckin' government. Ha.
Carl Rodd:	Want a smoke?
Mickey:		Yeah.
Mickey:		Yeah, but I quit.
Carl Rodd:	Quit?
Mickey:		Yeah.
Mickey:		Quit about a year ago.
Carl Rodd:	I've been smoking for 75 years,
Carl Rodd:	every fucking day.
Miriam Sullivan: 	So when I pass that shop, I
Miriam Sullivan: 	say, "Oh, I wonder if they have
Miriam Sullivan: 	a cupcake with my name on it."
Miriam Sullivan: 	And when I go in, sure
Miriam Sullivan: 	enough, they have it.
Miriam Sullivan: 	It's magic.
Miriam Sullivan: 	And when I pass by the Double R, I say,
Miriam Sullivan: 	"Hm, I wonder if they have a slice of cherry pie
Miriam Sullivan: 	with my name on it."
Miriam Sullivan: 	And when I come in,
Miriam Sullivan: 	sure enough, you have it.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Today you had two pieces of pie
Miriam Sullivan: 	with my name on it, each one.
Shelly:		Well, Miriam, it turns out
Shelly:		you're one of our best
Shelly:		pie customers ever.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Because Norma makes the best pies.
Shelly:		She sure does.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Mm-hmm.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Oh, hey, can I get two
Miriam Sullivan: 	cups of coffee to go?
Miriam Sullivan: 	One decaf for me and one regular
Miriam Sullivan: 	for one of the moms who
Miriam Sullivan: 	loves Double R coffee?
Shelly:		Coming right up.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Excellent.
Heidi: 	How is school, Miriam?
Miriam Sullivan: 	Oh, the kids this year are so cute.
Heidi: 	Aw.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Okay, here you go.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Keep the change. The tip is for you all.
Shelly:		Oh, thank you, Miriam.
Heidi: 	Thank you, Miriam.
Miriam Sullivan: 	Bye.
Heidi: 	She can't afford to
Heidi: 	leave a tip like that.
Shelly:		I know. Poor thing.
Shelly:		But she just loves our pies.
Shelly:		You know what? Next
Shelly:		time, let's treat her.
Heidi: 	Oh, yeah, great. Great idea.
Richard Horne:	Stupid magic motherfucker.
Richard Horne:	Ha, yeah, "kid"?
Richard Horne:	I'll show you fucking kid.
Richard Horne:	What the fuck?
Richard Horne:	Fuck this.
Richard Horne:	Hey!
Richard Horne:	Hey! Hey, I told you
Richard Horne:	to get out of the fucking way!
1263	Greg!
1267	I found the plate.
Drugged Out Mother	One-one-nine!
Drugged Out Mother	One-one-nine!
1279	David, union, George, Edward,
1283	Lincoln, victor.
1287	Copy?
1291	Got it.
Phil Bisby:	Dougie?
Phil Bisby:	Dougie.
Phil Bisby:	Dougie.
Phil Bisby:	Quit clowning around.
Phil Bisby:	Dougie...
Phil Bisby:	Dougie.
Phil Bisby:	Dougie.
Phil Bisby:	Come on.
Bushnell Mullins: 	Jones!
Bushnell Mullins: 	Jones!
Bushnell Mullins: 	Jones!
Bushnell Mullins: 	Dougie!
Bushnell Mullins: 	In my office!
Bushnell Mullins: 	Now!
Bushnell Mullins: 	What the hell
Bushnell Mullins: 	are all these childish scribbles?
Bushnell Mullins: 	H-how am I gonna make
Bushnell Mullins: 	any sense out of this?
Dougie Jones:	Make...
Dougie Jones:	sense of it.
Bushnell Mullins: 	I'm thinking you may need
Bushnell Mullins: 	some good professional help, Dougie.
Dougie Jones:	Help Dougie.
Bushnell Mullins: 	Dougie.
Bushnell Mullins: 	Thank you.
Bushnell Mullins: 	I want you to keep this
Bushnell Mullins: 	information to yourself.
Bushnell Mullins: 	This is disturbing.
Bushnell Mullins: 	To say the least.
Bushnell Mullins: 	I'll take it from here.
Bushnell Mullins: 	But I may need your help again.
Bushnell Mullins: 	You've certainly given
Bushnell Mullins: 	me a lot to think about.
Bushnell Mullins: 	Think about.
Bushnell Mullins: 	Dougie?
Bushnell Mullins: 	You're an... An interesting fellow.
Tommy:	You Jones?
Janey-E Jones:	Yes. Now let's get to it.
Janey-E Jones:	Explain to me exactly what Dougie did
Janey-E Jones:	to make him owe you money.
Jimmy:	He borrowed it.
Janey-E Jones:	What do you mean, "he borrowed it"?
Tommy:	He took points on a football game.
Tommy:	He got greedy, he doubled down.
Tommy:	It didn't work out for him.
Tommy:	Out 20 grand he was, plus interest.
Tommy:	Now, that was three weeks ago.
Jimmy:	Meter's still running.
Jimmy:	It's up to 52.
Janey-E Jones:	So let me get this straight.
Janey-E Jones:	People were playing games.
Janey-E Jones:	He made a bet where he lost $20,000.
Janey-E Jones:	But you want him to
Janey-E Jones:	pay you back $52,000?
Tommy:	Very good. That's correct.
Janey-E Jones:	Okay, so you get this straight.
Janey-E Jones:	My husband has a job, he has a wife,
Janey-E Jones:	he has a child, he does
Janey-E Jones:	not make enough money
Janey-E Jones:	to pay back $52,000 for anything.
Janey-E Jones:	We are not wealthy people.
Janey-E Jones:	We drive cheap, terrible cars.
Janey-E Jones:	We are the 99 percenters.
Janey-E Jones:	And we are shit on enough.
Janey-E Jones:	And we are certainly
Janey-E Jones:	not gonna be shit on
Janey-E Jones:	by the likes of you.
Jimmy:	Nevertheless, lady...
Janey-E Jones:	So here's what we're gonna do.
Janey-E Jones:	Without my knowledge,
Janey-E Jones:	my husband came to you
Janey-E Jones:	for a loan of $20,000.
Janey-E Jones:	You were nice enough to give it to him.
Janey-E Jones:	But he should never have
Janey-E Jones:	been gambling like that.
Janey-E Jones:	I'm gonna pay you back.
Janey-E Jones:	Now, at my bank, where we make
Janey-E Jones:	less than one percent interest
Janey-E Jones:	on what little money we have,
Janey-E Jones:	people would be turning cartwheels
Janey-E Jones:	just to get 25 percent
Janey-E Jones:	interest on any loan,
Janey-E Jones:	and that is what I'm generously
Janey-E Jones:	gonna give to you right now,
Janey-E Jones:	$25,000.
Janey-E Jones:	That is my first, last,
Janey-E Jones:	and only offer to you.
Janey-E Jones:	What kind of world are we living in
Janey-E Jones:	where people can behave like this?
Janey-E Jones:	Treat other people this way
Janey-E Jones:	without any compassion
Janey-E Jones:	or feeling for their suffering?
Janey-E Jones:	We are living in a dark, dark age,
Janey-E Jones:	and you
Janey-E Jones:	are part of the problem.
Janey-E Jones:	Now, I suggest you take a
Janey-E Jones:	good, long look at yourselves
Janey-E Jones:	because I never want to
Janey-E Jones:	see either of you again.
Jimmy:	Tough dame.
Tommy:	Tough.
Lorraine:	What do you mean he wasn't
Lorraine:	in the car? Three bodies?
Chad:	The hell?
Hawk:	Use the ladies' room, Chad.
Chad:	The hell are you doing?
Hawk:	Please, Chad,
Hawk:	use another restroom.
Chad:	Clear this with the sheriff?
Chad:	I'll tell him if you don't.
Hawk:	Yeah, you do that, Chad.
Doris Truman:	Well, surprise, surprise!
Doris Truman:	It's not fixed!
Frank Truman:	What's that, Doris?
Doris Truman:	Dad's car.
Doris Truman:	This morning he went to drive,
Doris Truman:	couldn't even get it out
Doris Truman:	of the driveway, Frank!
Doris Truman:	It just lurched and lurched.
Frank Truman:	Sounds like he left
Frank Truman:	the emergency brake on.
Doris Truman:	Are you telling me my father
Doris Truman:	doesn't know how to drive a car?
Doris Truman:	Is that what you're telling me?
Doris Truman:	Don't you dare,
Doris Truman:	don't you dare try to blame my father
Doris Truman:	for that car not running right!
Frank Truman:	We'll get it looked at again
Frank Truman:	if it'll make you feel better.
Doris Truman:	Feel better? Feel better?
Doris Truman:	Why, why are you always
Doris Truman:	against me, Frank?
Frank Truman:	Let's go to my office.
Doris Truman:	They did a lousy job fixing that car.
Doris Truman:	They have to make it right,
Doris Truman:	or we're not paying them until they do!
Chad:	I sure wouldn't take
Chad:	that kind of shit off her.
Chad:	What?
Maggie:	You don't know what
Maggie:	you're talking about.
Chad:	Oh, yeah? How's that?
Maggie:	Forget it.
Chad:	What's the matter?
Chad:	It's a free world.
Chad:	I can voice my opinion.
Maggie:	Oh, you sure can.
Chad:	Oh, brother.
Maggie:	She didn't use to be like this.
Maggie:	You didn't know that their
Maggie:	son committed suicide?
Chad:	Yeah, I heard something about that.
Chad:	He couldn't take being a soldier.