Previously on "Twin Peaks"...
I shot him, Bobby.
I know I did.
- What happened? - Somebody shot Waldo.
Leo, no!
This was hidden in the desk.
- Then we can proceed. - Is it set for tonight?
Yes...
- What policy is this? - Your new life insurance.
Are you suggesting that there's something... irregular at work here?
- Rejected, that's what he said. - Nadine, don't you give up.
Sign here. Welcome to One-Eyed Jacks, Hester.
Place your bets.
- Jacques, is it? - That's me.
Say goodbye, James.
What's up, Doc?
I want to see you.
- Where do we look? - I don't know. Everywhere.
Where shall we start?
Maybe this is something.
Umbrellas?
"The Kahala Hilton, July 1969, men on the moon..."
"August 9th, 1974,"
"I first lay eyes on Mimsy."
- Weird! - Yeah.
- James! - What d'you do?
- I just hit a button. - Hit it again.
There's gotta be a way to turn it off.
My little coconut.
James!
Laura said something on her tape about a coconut.
Oh, my God, the necklace!
OK, Laura...
this is where you shot that video.
Now just tell me...
Tell me why you sent me to Sparkwood and 21?
Oh, my God!
No!
- Red, 36. - Sorry, I guess our date's off.
- 77. - Pay red.
No, let it ride.
Excuse me, can I get?
Sir, are you absolutely sure you want another card?
Yes, please.
Twenty-one! Can you beat that?
Mother always said I was born lucky.
Maybe later.
Thanks for asking.
This is for you.
I'm a friend of Leo's.
Who's Leo?
Buy you a cocktail, Jacques?
Come in.
Turn around.
Yes...
Very nice. Come over here.
- Something wrong? - Uh-uh.
This is a good night for you to break in.
The owner's coming by, he likes to spend time with the new girls.
- Who's that? - No names, child.
You don't offer, and you don't ask.
Yes, ma'am.
Pick a card.
- How long you been dealing Blackjack? - Long enough to spot a card counter.
You let card counters buy you a drink?
I don't see tips like that everyday.
- Leo ever mention me to you? - I don't know, Mr. Who are you?
I can't believe Leo never told you about me.
- Maybe he did, I don't know. - Leo played you like a violin.
He had you taking all the risk and never cut you a piece of the action.
I don't know what you 're talking about.
Take that chip out of your pocket and take a look. Go ahead.
That chip has a special significance.
A very special night you spent up at your cabin.
Here's a clue.
"Laura! Laura!"
Come on, take it easy. Take it easy!
How do you think a low-rent hump like Leo has been financing this?
You...
I'm the bank.
- He never mentioned your name. - Course not.
Leo buys with my cash, and you mule it across the border.
- He tell you who's distributing Stateside? - No.
- Some high school kid... - That's right.
We're in sync now, Jacques, can you feel it? Can you?
- Yeah, yeah, sure. - Good.
'Cause I've got a job for you tonight.
No Leo. No middleman.
It's ten grand. Half now, half on completion.
How's that sound?
Sounds good.
What are we doing?
Meet me at the plant on Black Lake in two hours.
- Is that going to be a problem? - No. No problem.
Good.
One more question, Jacques.
Leo told me all about that night at the cabin with the girls.
I'm curious about the chip. How'd that happen?
- It was that crazy bird. - Bird?
It had a thing for Laura, saying her name all the time,
like he's in love or something.
So we're all partying.
The girls are getting high, everybody's crazy...
- You, Laura and Ronnette. - Leo lets Waldo out of the cage...
The birdie lands on her shoulder.
Laura's all tied up. Oh, she liked that.
The birdy starts pecking on her shoulder, like love pecks.
Know what I mean? So Leo...
he's doing a number on her, and she's screaming about that damn bird.
So Leo takes out a chip,
puts it in her mouth and says,
"Bite the bullet, baby."
"Bite the bullet."
Thanks for clearing that up.
Yeah, no problem.
- See you on the other side. - Can do, Cappy.
Got a trout on the line, Hawk.
This one's a keeper.
- I'm just gonna sit here, OK? - Come here, sweetie.
Look, we got all night, baby!
Aren't you?
Yeah. I'm just gonna put this...
Yes...
You made me do this, Shelly.
You made me!
Is Lucy talking to you yet?
As we say in the law enforcement game, "It's a cold trail."
Ah, women!
Harry? Hawk here. The trout's heading upstream towards the net.
Hawk, hold the line. We'll set the hook.
- You got a 20 on Agent Cooper? - He's downstream ten minutes.
He'll probably miss the catch, but he'll be there when we grill him.
Copy that. We'll make our move as soon as the big fish shows his fins.
Ready, Andy?
Ready, Harry.
Keep your hands where I can see them!
- Put them on the roof of the car! - You heard him!
Get in there and cuff him.
Don't move!
You 're under arrest for the attempted murder of Ronnette Pulaski
and the murder of Laura Palmer.
Give me your other hand.
- He's got my gun! - Harry, look out!
Andy?
- Are you OK, Harry? - Yeah.
- Better call that ambulance. - Yeah.
...held against you in a court of law, you have a right to an attorney...
Hello?
All clear.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
Hey, what's up, Doc?
It's Laura, in case you haven't guessed.
It's Thursday 23rd, and I'm so bored.
Actually, I'm in kind of a weird mood.
God, James is sweet, but he's so dumb.
And right now I can only take so much of sweet!
Hey, remember that mystery man I told you about?
Well, if I tell you his name, then you 're going to be in trouble.
He wouldn't be a mystery man anymore, but you might be history, man!
I think a couple of times he's tried to kill me.
But guess what?
As you know, I sure got off on it.
Isn't sex weird?
This guy can really light my F-l-R-E.
As in red Corvette.
Uh-oh!
Here comes Mom with milk and cookies.
- Donna? - Dad!
Bye-bye.
I've got an emergency at the hospital.
See if your mother needs anything. I'll call later.
James...
It's OK, I'm glad I heard her say it. I'm glad.
I might have gone my whole life...
- I'm sorry you had to hear that. - I'm OK.
Jacoby didn't kill her. He was trying to help her.
Then how did he get the necklace?
Do you hear that?
You 've got one hour to think about what you 've done to me.
And think about it!
'Cause by then Bobby Briggs is gonna be dead!
You broke my heart!
Goodbye.
It's all here.
Very generous, Josie.
Sitting in that concrete box all that time,
90 grand seemed like all the money in creation.
It kept me going.
It's a funny thing.
Back in the world... I don't know...
...it seems kind of light.
We had an agreement.
I've been going over this in my mind and...
If you could follow my thinking...
We're all born into life,
we have a certain number of years to breathe and have our being.
That's from a book on Oriental philosophy I read in the joint.
Maybe somebody, somewhere, knows how much time we have.
I don't. Do you?
So, when a man gives up a portion of his life, 18 months for instance,
how does he place a value on that time?
18 months... 90,000...
What's that? 5,000 a month?
Not bad if you live another 50 years, but what if you 've only another 20?
Or ten?
Or some unforeseen event kills you tomorrow?
Like the boating accident that killed your late husband, Andrew.
Or say you just got out of prison,
where you went in for vehicular manslaughter,
as part of an agreement to avoid being implicated in a greater crime,
murder,
for which, in fact, you were responsible.
But now there's this threat, this possible threat,
that this fact could be discovered.
And in one stroke, 10, 15 or 20 more years of your life
could be cut right out from underneath you.
So I've been asking myself,
what does that do to the market value of 18 months?
We had an agreement.
And we still do, sweetheart.
Signed, sealed, delivered.
And I want to take care of everything we agreed to.
You want a lot for your money, and I want a lot for my time.
There's a saying in the joint.
It's not Oriental philosophy,
but it has a similar logic that appeals to my... spiritual nature.
"Once you 're in business with somebody, you 're in business for life."
Like a marriage.
Partner.
Damn!
Where is it?
Catherine?
The account ledger, have you seen it?
Don't you keep it in that little safe at home?
It's not in the safe at home, it's not anywhere!
- Tell me you didn't take it. - I didn't take it.
Pete, tell me the truth.
You 're not helping her to pull something here.
- Who? - Josie.
No!
- Pull what here? - Oh, Peter.
Forget everything we've ever done to hurt each other.
- Just like that! - Temporarily.
Our marriage is a living train wreck, but...
there used to be something caring between us.
The fella who caught my eye.
The lumberjack who could scamper up a tree like a cat.
The boss's sister from that big house on the hill.
A summer's indiscretion and here we are.
Catherine!
Oh, Pete!
I never should have taken you to that house on the hill.
Well, I have no complaints about the house.
As for me,
taking my pleasure in lashing out at the one person
who was decent enough to stand by me through all my foolishness.
I know things haven't been easy for you.
Peter...
Somewhere under all that scar tissue,
there's the faintest flicker of what we once felt.
I'm asking you to feel that now.
Why... exactly?
Because I'm in trouble.
Given what I've become and how I've treated people,
there's no one else I can turn to. I need your help.
Catherine!
So Fred starts to cuff him,
and Harry turns to go.
Suddenly, Jacques throws an elbow at Fred... WHAM!
In one move, he takes Fred's gun... and he's got the drop on Harry.
Harry is deader than a pound of roadside stew!
Then, all of a sudden, a single shot rings out.
- Andy, my man! - All right, Andy!
Go ahead, Andy, give it your best shot! Go on!
Oh, Andy!
Oh, Punky...
I'm pregnant.
Uh-oh!
Fresh coffee.
- What? - Let me talk to the sheriff.
The sheriff isn't in at the moment. Would you care to leave a message?
You tell him Leo Johnson said to check out James Hurley.
- He's an easy rider. - An easy rider?
- You got that? - Yes, but Leo, wait! Leo!
Did you take Laura and Ronnette up to your cabin that night?
They'd both been up there before. They was no nuns!
That's where you took the pictures for "Flesh World"?
That was Laura's idea.
She talked Ronnette into making them ads.
What did you and Leo fight about that night?
Bastard hit me with a whiskey bottle!
- Why? - I don't know, that's why we fought!
I'm bleeding like a stuck pig, and he's laughing.
So you used Leo's shirt to stop the bleeding. What then?
I got sick.
I go outside, pass out. I wake up, I'm laying on the ground.
- Where was Leo? - Leo and the girls, they're gone.
- What about the train car? - I don't know nothing about that.
I come down the hill, Leo's car is gone.
Had to walk 15 miles back to my own house.
When they brought him in, he was rambling incoherently.
These things he said to you, they're pretty incredible.
I know. Let's hope he pulls through.
Well, he's stabilised anyway.
So Leo had to take the girls to the train car by himself?
- You believe him? - He's too stupid to lie.
He'll testify against Leo, we got him.
We got to find Leo first.
- Doc, how's Jacoby? - He's out of the woods.
Listen... he says he got a phone call from Laura Palmer.
He was on his way to see her when he was jumped.
- Any description of the assailant? - He didn't see him.
But he says he saw Laura Palmer by the gazebo in Easter Park.
It's not here!
It's not here, either. Damn!
Oh...
...Midge!
Midge Jones.
What are you doing?
It's... my old high school yearbook.
I thought it was gone forever.
Oh, Pete.
Sorry.
What?
It's at the mill.
- What is? - What you 're looking for.
Drying shed three, near the north gate.
Pete...
Yes, I'll look in the other room.
What do you want? Talk terms.
We'll let you know.
Norma, you still have that down comforter on your bed?
Yes, Hank.
The mattresses they give you on your bunk,
they're probably... this thick, you know.
And you lie there at night... thinking,
"If this mattress is so skinny, how did they get all those rocks inside?"
So... you 'll forgive me if I tell you that night after night,
I dreamed of you lying on that big feather bed.
I guess the hired help shouldn't be so familiar with the boss lady, eh?
I can't blame you for dreaming.
I wasn't just dreaming about being with you, Norma.
What I was trying to...
- I shouldn't be saying this much. - I think you should.
No... I haven't earned the right, Norma.
I've been back what? Two days.
Say what you want to say.
I've been trying to picture a whole life with you... with the diner.
Making it soar. Making it blue sky.
I always talk too big, that's my biggest fault.
I learned that talking to my counsellor inside.
This is new territory for me.
But I'm gonna try.
You know... it's 20 years we've been together next month.
Can you believe it?
Maybe we're doing this all backwards.
Maybe it's the next 20 that counts.
Give me time, Norma. I'll make you proud of me yet.
Nadine?
Honey?
Oh, God! Nadine, don't you do this.
Nadine!
I need an ambulance. My wife has just taken some pills.
422, Riverside.
For the love of God, hurry!
Stay with me, Nadine.
Please, don't go.
Stay with me.
Leo Johnson's gone to ground. I bet he's holed up near his home.
- Sheriff, Leo Johnson called. - When?
Ten minutes ago. He left this message.
And Sheriff, in the background I could hear a clock striking.
- What kind of clock, Lucy? - Like the clock at Easter Park.
- Harry! - Hawk. Good work, Lucy.
Pull surveillance off Leo's house.
Set up a perimeter around Easter Park.
- Got it. - You get some cars over there.
Harry, I gotta talk to you...
Harry, let me talk to James. You want to investigate this?
Come on, James.
Harry...
Harry, is it true?
- You 've found the killer? - We've arrested a suspect.
- But is it him, Harry? - I can't release any details now.
I'm sorry. Excuse me.
Leland, there's nothing you can do here. You should be home with Sarah now.
Yes, you 're right. Of course, you 're right.
- You 're going back to the hospital? - No, I'm heading home.
- Thank you, Will. - Don't give it a thought.
Hospital...
I think you ought to listen to this tape.
Why's that?
It was Laura's. We found it.
I think it'll help you find who you 're looking for.
- Who might that be? - Somebody with a red Corvette.
Doctor Jacoby's in hospital with a heart attack.
- Heart attack? - He said he saw Laura tonight.
What kind of dangerous game have you been playing?
Is Jacoby gonna be all right?
I've been very patient with you, James.
From here on out, I'm gonna need a better set of answers.
Let's start with why this was in the gas tank of your bike?
Fine, fine, fine. OK.
OK. Ghostwood, fantastic!
I love it!
All your revisions are included.
Ben, I am so happy, I can't even say how much.
- After you. - No, no, no!
After you.
After me!
Excuse me.
Benjamin Horne here.
Time to black flag that little firebug.
Leo Johnson's gonna get a house call.
Proceed.
Shelly?
Shelly, are you here?
- Shelly's not here, Bobby. - Leo!
- Am I glad to see you... - Something I can help you with?
It's you I was looking for. The cops are after you.
Liar!
Shelly's dead! You killed her!
Leo!
Later, Leo.
I can't understand a word, you have a thing in your mouth.
- Who are you? - Shelly Johnson.
- You know who called me here? - No. Please help me.
Be quiet... I'm thinking.
Oh, God.
Oh, God!
- Any of the boys still inside? - Not sure.
Shift was over, but we're still trying to get a count.
- Seen Catherine? - No, Pete.
That's her car.
Jesus God!
You think she's still inside?
I guess I'm gonna have to find out.
Pete, that ain't such a good idea.
She's still my wife.
Catherine!
And that is that!
Ben, is this a great moment?
- Ghostwood! - Incredible!
Ghostwood, eh?
Einar, tonight you play on the house.
This is... marvellous.
Enjoy, my friend, enjoy!
To Ghostwood.
To Ghostwood Estates and Country Club!
Congratulations, Boss.
Blackie, old pal...
this calls for a celebration.
Let's have a look... at the new girl.
Good luck, honey.
Close your eyes.
This is such stuff as dreams are made of.
Diane, 4:37 am.
After a long investigative night, returning to the Great Northern.
One suspect in custody. Leo Johnson, who I believe killed Laura Palmer,
won't be able to escape the dragnet much longer.
As you can hear from the ambient sound around me,
and I notice, with some relief, the Icelandic group on my floor
have either checked or passed out,
I may not need the earplugs which I received today, Diane,
although I may put them to use as a precautionary measure.
I ordered hot milk from room service.
Here's hoping that does the job, and I can catch some quality sack time.
24-hour room service, the premier achievement of modern civilisation.
"My Special Agent".
Cooper here.
Who is this?
Could this wait till tomorrow morning?
Please excuse me, I've got room service.
We found him...
We found Leo Johnson. He's been shot. Agent Cooper?