Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

This is the long, dark night of my soul.
I meant to turn it in.
Last night I had the strangest dream.
You won't hurt him, will you, Andy?
I'm afraid there has been a snag.
Now, you'll tell the sheriff, huh?
Gotta set it just so.
Oh, Leland.
And until justice is done,
No one in the real world would believe me.
Harry, hurry.
Hello?
How did you know?
Then you will return my five million dollars.
Of course.
Hail, hail. The gang's all here.
Are we saying we don't like it?
Harry.
Oh, yeah. I suppose you wanna ask him some questions, huh?
You want me to beg? Because I'll beg.
It all leads back here.
- It's Harold's handwriting. - Open it, Donna.
Forgive me.
which for lack of a better word we shall call magic.
I was just a boy.
Yes.
- What do you think? - I'm asking you.
Even if it was only a dream, I hope he heard me.
She said it was a very enjoyable experience.
It's simple, really.
A man named Mike.
Leland.
No, it won't be any problem at all.
Fire walk with me
There's only one way to handle this.
Thank you.
- I gotta go. - James, it's not our fault, don't leave.
Catherine!
This kind gentleman flagged me down,
He made me do things...