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Lucy, you'd better bring Agent Cooper up to date.
Leo Johnson was shot, Jacques Renault was strangled, the mill burned, Shelley and Pete got smoke inhalation, Catherine and Josie are missing, Nadine is in a coma from taking sleeping pills.
How long have I been out?
Six hours.
...
Laura Palmer is dead. Jacques Renault is dead. Ronette Pulaski and Leo Johnson are in comas. Waldo the bird is dead. This leaves only the third man.
Harry, when Albert finishes up at the Great Northern we'll meet back at the station. I'm ready to lay the whole thing out.
Rocks and bottles?
Chalk and blackboard will be just fine.
Jelly donuts?
Harry, that goes without saying.
The owls are not what they seem.
[shows the bullet that hit Cooper’s stomach also killed the tick] Helluva way to kill a tick.
Lucy, you'd better bring Agent Cooper up to date.
Leo Johnson was shot, Jacques Renault was strangled, the mill burned, Shelley and Pete got smoke inhalation, Catherine and Josie are missing, Nadine is in a coma from taking sleeping pills.
How long have I been out?
It’s 7:45 in the morning. We haven’t had this much action in one night since the Elks Club fire of ‘59.
Albert, where does this attitude of general unpleasantness come from?
I’ll get back to you on that.
Major Briggs [to his son Bobby]: A vision I had in my sleep last night — as distinguished from a dream which is mere sorting and cataloguing of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision, fresh and clear as a mountain stream — the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision, I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light from within — this gleaming radiant marble. I had known this place. I had in fact been born and raised there. This was my first return, a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being. Wandering about, I was happy that the house had been immaculately maintained. There had been added a number of additional rooms, but in a way it blended so seamlessly with the original construction, one would never detect any difference. Returning to the house's grand foyer, there came a knock at the door. My son was standing there. He was happy and care-free, clearly living a life of deep harmony and joy. We embraced — a warm and loving embrace, nothing withheld. We were in this moment one. My vision ended. I awoke with a tremendous of optimism and confidence in you and your future. That was my vision; it was of you. I'm so glad to have had this opportunity to share it with you. I wish you nothing but the very best, always.
Better to listen, than to talk.
[voiceover] As above, so below. The human being finds himself, or herself, in the middle. There is as much space outside the human, proportionately, as inside. Stars, moons, and planets remind us of protons, neutrons, and electrons. Is there a bigger being walking with all the stars within? Does our thinking affect what goes on outside us, and what goes on inside us? I think it does. Where does creamed corn figure into the workings of the universe? What really is creamed corn? Is it a symbol for something else?
Who shot me, Albert?
My men are interrogating the hotel guests, the usual bumper crop of rural know-nothings and drunken fly-fishermen. Nothing so far. Oh, the world's most decrepit room service waiter remembers nothing out of the ordinary about the night in question, no surprise there. Señor Droolcup has, shall we say, a mind that wanders?
Ronette Pulaski has woken from her coma.
And?
I'm thinking she's gonna have quite a story to tell when she regains the ability to speak.
So she's not talking?
Waking but silent. Probably shock. I'm going to show her the sketches of Leo Johnson and Bob, the man Sarah Palmer saw in her vision. The man who came to me in my dream.
Has anyone seen Bob on Earth in the last few weeks?
Buddhist tradition first came to the land of snow in the fifth century AD. The first Tibetan king to be touched by the Dharma was King Hathatha Rignamputsan. He and succeeding kings were collectively known as the Happy Generations. Now some historians place them in the Water Snake Year, 213 AD. Others in the year of the water ox, 173 AD. Amazing isn't it? The Happy Generations.
Agent Cooper, I am thrilled to pieces that the Dharma came to King Ho-Ho-Ho, I really am, but right now I'm trying hard to focus on the more immediate problems of our own century right here in Twin Peaks.
Albert, you'd be surprised at the connection between the two.
[deadpan] Color me amazed.
I, uh, performed the autopsy on Jacques Renault. Stomach contents revealed... let's see, beer cans, a Maryland license plate, half a bicycle tire, a goat... and a small wooden puppet. Goes by the name of Pinocchio.
You're making a joke!
I like to think of myself as one of the happy generations.
[voiceover] Letters are symbols. They are building blocks of words which form our languages. Languages help us communicate. Even with complicated languages used by intelligent people, misunderstanding is a common occurrence. We write things down sometimes -- letters, words -- hoping they will serve us and those with whom we wish to communicate. Letters and words, calling out for understanding.
So, what did this giant sound like, huh? I mean, did he have a big, booming voice or what?
No, no! He spoke softly, distinctly.
And you gave him the beans you were supposed to use to buy a cow.
No, Albert! I gave him my ring.
Okay. Uh, confining my conclusions to the planet Earth...
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