Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She's beautiful.

I heard Mr. Palmer get a phone call from her mother.

Honestly, let me make a suggestion.

and you are now about to experience it in its reality,

Let's take him down to interrogation.

Diary? Yes, they took it from her room.

Oh, my Lord, is he the father?

Major Briggs, right on time.

I want you to tag everything in these drawers. Everything.

- I see. - Be quiet, let her talk.

He'll have his day in court.

I wanted to tell him who Bob is because I thought he could help me.

without circumference or centre.

They have a test to determine the blood type of the father.

I wish I knew what was in it, don't you?

How about a confession, Harry?

Why, Ben, we've spent our entire adult lives lying to each other.

Missoula's not that far away, right?

I know he wants me, I can feel his fire.

and I've enjoyed the ride.

but it's getting warmer now.

I'm so happy you stopped by.

- There's been another murder. - Oh, my God.

- What kind of fur? - White fox.

The morning after poor Harold died, I found this in my mail.

- Miss who? - Mrs. Tremond.

Did you kill Laura Palmer?

but I promise I will kill again!

The police found it in his apartment.

I plead with you for understanding.

I am incarcerated.

He can help you find Bob.

I know about you.

Ed, glad you're here.

Into the light.