Twin Peaks S03E04 Dialogue

Dougie: Helloooo!
Dougie: Helloooo!
Dougie: Helloooo!
How many jackpots?
So far, 29 mega jackpots.
I'm dead.
Mr. Jackpots! Mr. Jackpots!
Tell me which one.
Thank you!
Now 30.
Thank you, Mr. Jackpots!
Thank you!
Thank you, Mr. Jackpots.
Thank you. Thank you so much.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Bill Shaker: Dougie!
Bill Shaker: Dougie, is that you?
Bill Shaker: It's Bill Shaker,
Bill Shaker: Allied Chemicals.
Bill Shaker: What, are you taking a walk on the wild side?
Bill Shaker: Bill Shaker.
Dougie: Bill Shaker.
Bill Shaker: Dougie Jones.
Dougie: Dougie Jones.
Bill Shaker: Yes. I'm Bill Shaker, and you're Dougie Jones.
Bill Shaker: Man, Dougie, can I say, you look like a million bucks.
Bill Shaker: What is it, the diet?
Bill Shaker: New haircut?
Bill Shaker: I'm sorry. I'm really hungry.
Bill Shaker: I haven't eaten since breakfast at home.
Dougie: Home.
Bill Shaker: Sorry. I don't get it, Dougie.
Bill Shaker: You want to go home, Dougie?
Bill Shaker: Is that right?
I think he wants to go home.
Dougie: Home.
Bill Shaker: Where is your home?
Is that right?
Bill Shaker: He knows where his home is.
Well, where is his home?
Dougie: Where home?
Bill Shaker: My God. Lancelot Court.
Bill Shaker: Your house has the red door.
Bill Shaker: That's how I always find it.
Bill Shaker: Near Merlin's Market.
Bill Shaker: It's not far from here.
Dougie: Far from here.
Bill Shaker: No, not far from here.
Bill Shaker: It's maybe a $6 or $8 cab ride.
Dougie: Cab ride.
Bill Shaker: Something must have happened, right, Dougie?
Bill Shaker: There's a whole line of cabs right out front.
Bill Shaker: Are you okay?
Is he okay?
Bill Shaker: It was good to see you, Dougie!
Bill Shaker: Gee, I hope he's okay.
I don't think he's okay.

He's here!
He's leaving!
Excuse me? Sir?
Excuse me. Excuse me. Sir? Hi.
Hi.
Can you, please come with me?
We'll go this way.
Come on.
You weren't going to leave without your winnings, were you, sir?
Dougie: Sir?
Is there anything we can do to help?
Dougie: Call for help.
Call who?
Dougie: Who?
Well, we'd certainly like to help you.
Would you like a room?
Good meal? A drink?
A little companionship?
On the house.
Think of us as a home away from home.
Dougie: Home.
And do you live around here?
Where is your home?
Dougie: Lancelot Court. Cab ride.
No, no, no. No cabs.
What's your name, sir?
Dougie: Dougie Jones.
Limo for Mr. Jones.
Smithie, bring a limo around front, please.
But you have to promise me something.
You'll come back and try your luck with us again...
soon, anytime...
day or night.
Dougie: Or night.
That's right.
We're watching you,
Mr... Jones.

We're on Lancelot Court.
You don't know your address?
Just a red door?
Dougie: Red door.
The thing is, though, it's hard to see the color at night.
Dougie: Red.
No.
That's black.
Like I was saying, itit's real tough to see the color at night, so...
There it is.
There's your door right there, Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones? Mr. Jones?
Mr. Jones.
All right.
All right.
I'll wait right here with you.
Damn.
Those things spook me.

Janey: Dougie?
Janey: Is that you?
Janey: Dougie!
Janey: Where have you been?
Janey: What is this?
Ma'am...
hhe was a guest at the Silver Mustang, on his own, and I was asked to bring him home.
I'll be going now.
Janey: Three days without a word?
Janey: You don't show up at work, and you miss Sonny Jim's birthday.
Janey: How could you?
Janey: Get inside.
Janey: What have you been doing?
Janey: Why didn't you call me?
Janey: Where'd you get that black suit... and that haircut, Dougie?
Janey: What's in this bag?
Janey: Dougie?
Janey: Dougie.
Janey: Dougie, there's... there's thousands and thousands of dollars here.
Janey: Where did you get this?
Janey: Did you get this at the Silver Mustang?
Janey: Dougie!
Janey: Don't tell me you hit the jackpot.
Dougie: Mr. Jackpots.
Janey: You won it?
Janey: Dougie?
Janey: Well, there's... there's enough here to pay them back.
Janey: The... You could...
Janey: We could...
Janey: This is the most wonderful... horrible day of my life.
Dougie: Of my life.
Janey: Yes.
Janey: I'm gonna fix you a sandwich, and then I'm gonna get you a piece of Sonny Jim's chocolate cake, 'cause we saved a piece for you.
Janey: Okay?
Janey: Dougie.
Janey: I'm so glad you're home, Dougie.
Dougie: Home.

The chief of staff will be with you in a moment.
Gordon Cole: Where is she?
In a meeting.
She's just finishing up.
Gordon Cole: Okay, Bill.
Gordon Cole: How's Martha?
She's fine.
Thank you, Gordon.
Gordon Cole: She ever fix that thing
with Paul?
Yes, yes, yes, yes.
Good of you to remember.
Paul is now in the North Pole.
Gordon Cole: Well, there you go.
Please, have a seat.
Gordon Cole: Thank you, Bill.
Gordon Cole: Denise.
Denise: Gordon.
Denise: Thank you for coming in.
Denise: What have you got?
Gordon Cole: It's Cooper.
Gordon Cole: We found him.
Denise: Where?
Gordon Cole: South Dakota, Denise.
Gordon Cole: He's in a federal prison in South Dakota.
Gordon Cole: We're going out to see him tomorrow.
Denise: I heard.
Gordon Cole: Yes? How's that?
Denise: You're taking Agent Preston with you?
Gordon Cole: Yes.
Denise: Really, Gordon?
Gordon Cole: What are you getting at, Denise?
Denise: Well, I know your profile, Gordon.
Denise: Beautiful agent, barely 30.
Gordon Cole: I'm oldschool, Denise.
Gordon Cole: You know that.
Gordon Cole: Before you were Denise, when you were Dennis and I was your boss, when I had you working undercover at the DEA, you were a confused and wild thing sometimes.
Gordon Cole: I had enough dirt on you to fill the Grand Canyon, and I never used a spoonful because you were and are a great agent.
Gordon Cole: And when you became Denise, I told all of your colleagues, those clown comics, to fix their hearts or die.
Denise: Yes, and as I've said many times before, Gordon, I can never repay you enough for that kindness.
Gordon Cole: Agent Tammy Preston has the stuff, Denise.
Denise: I know. I know.
Denise: I'm speaking more as a woman now than as the chief of staff of the entire. Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Denise: Don't you just love sometimes saying. "Federal Bureau of Investigation" like that all at once?
Denise: Unabbreviated?
Denise: It just gives me such a thrill.
Gordon Cole: It is thrilling, Denise.
Denise: And Tammy...
Denise: Tammy is so beautiful.
Gordon Cole: There's room in this Federal Bureau of Investigation for more than one beautiful woman.
Denise: Gordon. That is so sweet.
Denise: You know, normally, I can't think like this.
Denise: I have to forgo all that and grow balls of steel to do this job, and it's... it's a bitch, let me tell you, sometimes...
Denise: Not to mention the screaming hormones.
Denise: I know. I'm sorry, Gordon.
Denise: I know.
Denise: Gordon, I trust you.
Denise: You know that.
Denise: And I believe you're on the trail of something big.
Gordon Cole: Big.
Denise: Will Albert be with you?
Gordon Cole: Do birds fly?
Denise: Good luck.
Gordon Cole: Tenfour, good buddy.
Denise: Thank you, Bill.
Please come along.

Lucy: Well, it has to do with the thermostat.
Lucy: It doesn't actually tell you what's going on when no one's here.
Lucy: Mostly, we don't have prisoners, but even if we did, they couldn't even see the thermostat.
Lucy: So I had a man out here recently to look at the furnace, and, Sheriff Truman, he wouldn't answer any of my questions about what happens when no one's here.
Lucy: We come in early, and the heat is still on.
Lucy: What if we came in even earlier?
Lucy: Would the heat still be on then?
Lucy: Are you next to a loud stream,
Lucy: Sheriff Truman?
Lucy: You're breaking up.
Lucy: Are you still fishing?
Lucy: Are you next to a really loud stream?
Lucy: You're breaking up, Sheriff.
Lucy: Well, I hope we can get this sorted out when you get back to the office, but right now, it's very comfortable in here.
Lucy: I have to go, Sheriff Truman, because there are some people coming in through the front door.
Andy: Lucy. Lucy.
Andy: You were on the phone with her again, weren't you?
Truman: Andy, I'm sorry.
Truman: We lost connection.
Truman: I couldn't stand out in the parking lot all night.
Andy: I hate cellular phones.
Lucy: How is this possible?
Truman: Lucy, hang up the phone.
Lucy: But you're in the mountains... fishing!
Andy: Punky.
Andy: Punky.

Eleven seventyone.
Fifteen seven.
Tenfour.
Six ten. Ten seven.
Copy that.
Hi, Sheriff.
Truman: Evening, Maggie.
Truman: What's going on tonight?
Kind of quiet.
A domestic, two D&Ds, and a DUI.
I booked that one.
Dude blew a .250.
Could not even find his nose, let alone touch it.
And it was terrible.
A boy OD'd at the high school...
Dennis Craig.
Andy took the case.
He spoke with the parents.
Truman: Little Denny Craig.
When the bell rang, he never got up from his desk.
Truman: Where's Hawk?
He's in the conference room.
Truman: Gents.

Truman: Bobby.
Truman: Another apparent OD...
Truman: Little Denny Craig, although I haven't seen the autopsy report.
Truman: I'm guessing it was...
Truman: Chinese designer drugs again.
Truman: Anything on your surveillance cameras?
Bobby: Elk, deer, raccoon, squirrel, and a bear.
Bobby: If they're coming down from Canada in our area, I would've seen them.
Bobby: I got every trail covered.
Truman: every known trail.
Bobby: Right.
Bobby: Frank, I got to take a leak so bad, my back teeth are floatin'.
Truman: Meet you in the conference room.
Bobby: Good deal, sir.

Andy: Cell phones...
Andy: that means they're mobile, punky.
Andy: The sheriff can be moving.
Andy: It's not like your phone.
Andy: He can be moving and even driving while he's talking.
Andy: Lucy...
Andy: you're so good at your job in every other way.
Andy: I just don't understand how this keeps happening...
Andy: over and over again.
Lucy: I don't understand it either, Andy.
Andy: You collect yourself.
Andy: I've got to go see Sheriff Truman.

Hawk: I know she seems like a strange one, but her information has always been spoton.
Truman: So...
Truman: Margaret says that something is missing having to do with Special Agent Dale Cooper
Truman: and only you can find...
Truman: because of something about your heritage.
Hawk: That's what she said.
Andy: I'm here, Sheriff Truman.
Truman: Good, Andy.
Lucy: I'm feeling a bit better now, Sheriff Truman.
Chad: I thought that log woman was 1096 and not even allowed in this building.
Lucy: That's on account of a kind of gum.
Chad: Well, I'll chew on that.
Truman: That's enough, Chad.
Andy: She gets messages from her log.
Chad: Pinocchio's friend.
Truman: Good night, Chad.
Chad: I'll go have a word with my pinecone.
Bobby: Laura Palmer?
Bobby: Man... brings back some memories.
Bobby: Sorry.
Bobby: What's all this about?
Truman: Message from Margaret Lanterman to Hawk concerning Agent Cooper.
Bobby: Cooper?
Truman: Special Agent Dale Cooper.
Bobby: Yeah, I know.
Bobby: Cooper was the last person to see my father alive.
Hawk: What's that?
Bobby: Yeah. A few days after my dad died, my mom told me that Cooper had come by the house and talked to my dad, and I guess Cooper left town pretty soon after that. I don't...
Hawk: Nobody's seen or heard of him since.
Bobby: And my dad died in the fire at his station the next day.
Truman: And do you know what they talked about?
Bobby: No. No. I have no idea.
There's a man out front.
He says his name is Wally Brando.
Lucy + Andy: Wally? Wally's here?
Truman: Their son.
He said he wants to pay his respects to you, Sheriff Truman.
Truman: Boy.

Lucy: Sheriff Truman, look who's here!
Andy: It's Wally. We're so excited.
Andy: He came in unannounced.
Truman: Good to see you again, Wally.
Wally: It's good to see you, too, Sheriff Truman.
Wally: As you know, your brother, Harry S. Truman, is my godfather.
Wally: I heard he is ill. I came to pay my respects to my godfather and extend my best wishes for his recovery, which I hope will be swift and painless.
Wally: It's an honor to see you again.
Wally: You know... my heart is always here with you and these fine people, my parents, who I love so dearly.
Wally: And I was in the area, and I wanted to pay my respects.
Truman: Thank you, Wally.
Wally: I also came back to let my parents know, because this has been a matter of grave concern for them, that I've decided to let them do what they wish with my childhood bedroom.
Wally: They want to...
Wally: They want to build a study for the two of them.
Wally: Such sweet people.
Lucy: That's such beautiful news, Wally.
Lucy: Tell us where you've been, Wally.
Wally: My family, my friend...
Wally: I've crisscrossed this great land of ours countless times.
Wally: I hold the map of it here, in my heart...
Wally: next to the joyful memories of the carefree days I spent as a young boy... here in your beautiful town of Twin Peaks.
Wally: From Alexandria, Virginia, to Stockton, California,
Wally: I think about Lewis and his friend Clark, the first Caucasians to see this part of the world.
Wally: Their footsteps have been the highways and byways of my days on the road.
Wally: My shadow is always with me.
Wally: Sometimes ahead.
Wally: Sometimes behind.
Wally: Sometimes to the left.
Wally: Sometimes to the right.
Wally: Except on cloudy days... or at night.
Truman: Yes. Well, Wally... it's great to see you again.
Truman: And... may the road rise up to meet your wheels.
Wally: That's a lovely turn of phrase. Thank you.
Wally: My dharma is the road.
Wally: Your dharma...

Gerard: You see me dont you?
Gerard:You were tricked. Now one of you must die.

Janey: Dougie!
Janey: You're not even dressed!
Janey: Is something wrong?
Janey: What's go...
Janey: For God's sake.
Janey: What is with you?
Janey: Listen, Mr. Dream Weaver, you go potty, and then let's get you dressed fast.
Janey: You're worse than Sonny Jim.
Janey: Dougie, you've lost weight!
Janey: Let me cinch this up.
Janey: And this jacket looks two sizes too big.
Janey: That black suit last night fit you perfectly.
Janey: We'll just have to take that to the cleaners and maybe get you another one.
Janey: Okay. You do your tie.
Janey: I can never get that right.
Janey: Now, I have to go downstairs and finish up breakfast.
Janey: Hurry up.
Janey: Sonny Jim!
Janey: Get going!
Janey: Sonny Jim, get down here!
Janey: Here's your coffee.
Dougie: Coffee.
Janey: Dougie!
Dougie: Hi!

Constance: You got to see this.
Constance: We got a hit on the prints we took off the male John Doe.
What's the name?
Don't know. It's blocked.
Some kind of security issue.
Mackley: Well, can you tell who blocked it?
Constance: Military.

Cole: Thank you for meeting us.
Let's get going.

Cole: We're not anywhere near Mount Rushmore.
Albert: I brought a picture for you.
Cole: There they are, Albert...
Cole: faces of stone.
Albert: Agent Preston gets carsick.
Cole: Albert...
Cole: we're in South Dakota.
Cole: Cossacks are in Russia.
Albert: Carsick!
Do you need me to pull over?
Cole: Up on the wrong side of bed this morning, Albert?

Cole: What have we got?
We found him after his car went off the road.
He'd been, throwing up some kind of poison.
Albert: Must have eaten locally.
They're, analyzing it in the lab.
Exposure to it sent the highway patrolman to the hospital.
As I mentioned, the vomit's still in the lab.
This is what we found in his trunk...
Cocaine,
machine gun,
dog leg.
Albert: What, no cheese and crackers?
Cole: Apologies in advance for Albert.
That's your man, right?
Cole: Holy jumpin' George.
Cole: Let's go talk to him.

Cole: Ladies and gentlemen,
Cole: I am going to speak now to Special Agent Dale Cooper.
We'll be down the hall if you need us.
Cole: Thank you, Warden Murphy.
Mr.C: It's very good to see you again, old friend.
Cole: It's very, very good to see you again, old friend.
Mr C: I haven't seen you in a long, long time.
Cole: No, you haven't.
Cole: This is true.
Mr C: Gordon, I've really, really missed spending time together.
Cole: Yes, Coop. I, too, have missed our good times together.
Cole: Where have you been all these years?
Mr C: Gordon, I've been working undercover all these years, working primarily with our colleague Phillip Jeffries.
Cole: Phillip Jeffries?
Mr C: I need to be debriefed by you about this work, Gordon.
Mr C: I will tell you the whole story, all its twists and turns, and I was going to do so.
Mr C: I was on my way to present it to you.
Mr C: I was a little bit behind schedule when my car veered over across the road, and I had my accident.
Cole: Yes, Coop. This is how and why we found you.
Mr C: I need to be debriefed by you, Gordon.
Mr C: I was on my way to present it. I was a little bit behind schedule when my car veered over off the road, and I had my accident.
Mr C: I've left messages.
Cole: What messages were those, Coop?
Mr C: Messages so Phillip knows it's safe.
Mr C: Gordon? When are you going to get me out of here?
Cole: Coop, these fine fellows here have sufficient cause to hold you for now.
Cole: Of course, I will be exonerated in courts of law.
Mr C: Very good, Coop.
Cole: And rest assured that we are working to bring you back home for our talk.
Mr C: I've never really left home, Gordon.
Cole: See you soon, old friend.
We can hold him for two more days without filing any charges.
Cole: I assume you haven't given him his phone call.
No, we haven't.
Cole: Warden Murphy, I suggest you give him his private phone call, and I expect to hear all about it.
Tamara: He wasn't going to Philadelphia.
Tamara: He was headed west.
Tamara: A few people who have come in contact with him have gotten physically ill.
Tamara: Are you feeling all right, Albert?
Albert: I'm fine, Tammy.
Tamara: And who is Phillip Jeffries?
Albert: He's a former FBI agent.
Cole: You're wearing a wire, Tammy.
Tamara: You asked me to.
Cole: Right. Go wait in the restaurant.
Albert: I'm feeling better now.
Cole: Albert, your reaction in prison to Cooper, I've not seen this before.
Cole: Is there something you'd like to tell me?
Albert: Well, since you asked, and I can't tell you how sorry I am about this...
Albert: I authorized Phillip to give Cooper some information.
Cole: Cooper and Phillip?
Cole: What the hell?
Cole: Phillip Jeffries has been off the radar for years.
Albert: This was years ago, Gordon.
Albert: He called me.
Cole: He did, did he?
Albert: I know. I thought Cooper was in trouble...
Albert: At least that's what Phillip said.
Albert: Urgent, he said.
Albert: Cooper needed this information urgently.
Cole: Did you talk to Cooper?
Albert: No.
Cole: What information did they want?
Albert: I told Phillip who our man was in Columbia.
Cole: And?
Albert: A week later, that man was killed.
Cole: Albert.
Cole: Albert.
Cole: Albert.
Cole: This business that we witnessed today with Cooper, I don't like it.
Albert: No. Something's wrong.
Albert: Yes.
Cole: It could be the accident,
Albert: but I don't think so.
Cole: No.
Cole: Albert, that sound you just made of your feet on the concrete, it's like a knife in my brain.
Albert: I'm sorry, Gordon.
Cole: Albert, this thing is turned up to the max. Please.
Albert: I'm sorry, Gordon.
Cole: I don't think he greeted me properly, if you take my meaning.
Albert: No, he didn't.
Cole: Something is very wrong.
Albert: Yes.
Cole: Albert, I hate to admit this, but I don't understand this situation at all.
Albert: No.
Cole: Do you understand this situation, Albert?
Albert: Blue Rose.
Cole: It doesn't get any bluer.
Cole: Albert, before we do anything else, we need one certain person to take a look at Cooper.
Albert: I'm right with you.
Cole: Do you still know where she lives?
Albert: I know where she drinks.