Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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