EARLE [ON RECORDING]: Now, Dale, listen carefully.
It's your move.
Please put your heart into it, will you?
I've noticed a certain tentative quality in your thinking,
as if your mind were occupied with issues
other than those on the board before you.
Such preoccupation not only weakens one's resolve,
but one's foresight as well.
A deadly failing in any match, you must agree,
but in this particular contest, quite disastrous,
as we play for grave stakes,
the likes of which you have no doubt surmised.
Print your move in tomorrow's paper.
Or I will make it for you.
That tears it. Cooper, I'm not letting you out of my sight.
Harry, if Windom wanted to kill me, I'd already be dead.
Yeah.
- Better get Pete on the horn. - Right.
Lucy, call Pete Martell, get him over here right away.
Then call the paper.
Find out the latest possible deadline for tomorrow's personals column.
LUCY [OVER INTERCOM]: Paper and Pete, got it.
I'll do it alphabetically.
She was beautiful.
She was the love of my life, Harry.
Okay, Lucy.
Okay, yeah, just tell Harry I'll be right there, okay?
Right.
- Aah! Ha, ha. - Ha-ha-ha.
Ah? Ah?
CATHERINE: Peter.
Salt and pepper.
Coming right up, poodle.
You two bring out the worst in each other.
- Oh, Pete's a prince of a man. - A court jester.
Well, I've got to mosey.
[GROANS THEN CHUCKLES]
Goodbye, you sweet Packards.
Oh, Catherine.
Catherine, I'd always have hoped that time and age would mellow
that tempest raging inside you.
Watching you two act like the Hardy Boys
always brings on stormy weather.
What's happening with Ghostwood?
I talked to the investors, the meeting is set.
I leave for Paris tomorrow.
[DOOR OPENS]
Oh, company.
- Dear Josie... - Huh!
I'm home, did you miss me?
Oh, she looked surprised.
[CHUCKLES]
CATHERINE: Poor Josie.
ANDREW: Oh, she has her charms, though.
Yes, but not for long.
[LAUGHING]
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
- Hi, Harry. - Save it, Hank.
What happened? Did you get up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?
So I broke parole. Cry me a river.
You crossed the border into Canada.
You consorted with the drug dealers at Dead Dog Farm.
You tried to kill somebody.
I'm charging you with the attempted murder of Leo Johnson.
Ouch.
Well, I think it's safe to assume that I was at the diner
the night that Leo was plugged.
- But you're welcome to call-- - I got a witness.
Puts you at the scene with a gun in your hand.
Harry, you obviously seem serious about this,
so I'm going to propose a trade.
How about information leading to the arrest
and conviction of Andrew Packard's murderer?
Hank Jennings, witness for the prosecution.
No deals.
You're telling me you're more interested
in the attempted murder of Leo Johnson, felon,
than Andrew Packard?
How's that gonna sit with your constituents?
You're through, Hank.
My guess is, Harry, not too well.
Especially once they find out who pushed the button on Andrew
and that you're sleeping with her.
[HANK MOCKINGLY SOBS]
Gee, I'm sorry.
Get him out of here.
Get him out of here!
Give me that.
ALBERT: This is the bullet we removed from you.
This is the one that was excavated from the dead man's skull.
Same bullets, same gun, same killer. Let's go get her.
- Albert, hold your horses. - Coop,
I appreciate any reluctance you have for busting your pal's old lady,
but the woman ventilated you and left you for dead.
Albert, I don't take it personally.
What about the gloves, the powder tests?
News at 5. All right, fine, you're not mad,
but there's an epidemic of multiple gunshot wounds
following this chick around. She is a menace.
I'll talk to her.
Maybe she'll confess, turn herself in.
Maybe she'll grow wings and join the circus.
Randy, I've got a list of all our non-repeat guests.
We're gonna send them a special invitation to the Great Northern.
Your enthusiasm brings a salty tear to the eye.
However,
I think you will find my job requires a little more
than a tight sweater and a perky attitude.
Randy, I'm learning the business.
Every week a different department. I don't want your job.
Yes, I look forward to your stint in housekeeping.
This came for you this morning.
Good luck, Miss Horne. You'll need it.
Hi.
- I just checked into Room 215. - Congratulations.
Strange, they told me at the front desk I should talk to you.
What is it I can do for you?
Sorry, thought you were working.
AUDREY: I am working.
I'm working, see?
I see.
Audrey.
- Horne? - At your service.
Could you send someone out to the airport?
I'm traveling with some heavy equipment this trip.
Didn't have enough room in the van.
- What flight were you on? WHEELER: My own.
On the jet out there. Shouldn't be hard to find.
Is there anything else I can do for you, Mr. Rockefeller?
No, thank you.
Yeah.
I have a picture of you.
You're wearing a little dirndl skirt, got a white apron on, you have pigtails.
It's unbelievably cute.
I don't wear dirndl.
You did then.
It was right here. The Great Northern dining room.
If I close my eyes, I can almost see it.
Little Audrey Horne as Heidi.
Well, anyway, it's unforgettable.
Heidi.
I was 10. Hey!
Thank you.
"Save the one you love.
Please attend gathering of angels tonight at the Road House, 9:30."
[DOOR OPENS]
Nadine?
Honey, what are you doing home from school?
Are you feeling poorly?
Don't.
Don't what?
Oh, Eddie. We have to talk.
Okay.
Mike and I are in love.
- In love? - I hope you're not hurt.
I wouldn't wanna hurt you for anything in the world.
Honest, you have to believe that.
But Mike and I, on that wrestling trip,
we had the most magical night together.
All night?
Well, you and Norma did it.
Well, that's fair.
So, what's this mean?
Eddie.
We have to call a spade a spade.
We're breaking up.
Eddie,
I'm so sorry.
Josie, I want you to level with me about what happened in Seattle.
I told you.
How many times do I have to say it?
I escaped from Jonathan in the airport
and I don't know what happened to him after that.
Do you understand I could arrest you right now?
I came here as a friend of Harry's.
Now, I don't know what place he occupies in your heart,
but I do know that you own his.
I would think you'd like a chance to explain yourself to him.
Please go.
This is the end of it, Josie. There are no other options.
I want you at the station house by 9:00.
Or I come and find you.
Oh, Josie, I just saw Agent Cooper leave.
Was this a social call?
Dear, you look awful.
Is everything all right?
- I don't feel very well. - Oh, I'm sorry.
I wish I had better news.
I've spoken to Mr. Eckhardt again on your behalf.
While he's not entirely unsympathetic,
he does insist on seeing you alone.
Tonight.
He'll kill me.
To tell you the truth,
my biggest worry is what he's going to do
when he finds out that Andrew is alive.
Won't Mr. Eckhardt think that you've betrayed him?
But of course, you can tell him that you didn't.
After all, you did actually think that Andrew was dead.
Oh, no.
I don't know. I don't know.
Heh. Maybe you can help me. I think I'm going mad.
You will simply have to face Mr. Eckhardt
sooner or later.
Tell him the truth.
Tell him whatever you want.
Just pray that he believes you.
Oh, there they are.
No answer. He must be on his way.
Thanks, Bobby.
Look, why don't you join us?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
You know, board meetings are usually nothing more than a gathering
of self-minded individuals,
each more intent than the other on financial gain.
No, thank you.
But today...
Today is going to be something completely different.
Am I late? Hot dog, Ben, look at you. How are you?
[BENJAMIN GRUNTS AND CHUCKLES]
- You are a sight for sore eyes. - Look who's talking.
- We taking good care of you? - The best.
My luggage arrived. Thank you, Audrey.
- You two have met? - Briefly.
John Justice Wheeler.
Used to be in construction.
- Came up the hard way. - How nice.
You remember my brother Jerry?
WHEELER: That is Jerry. Oh, my God. - Hi, Jack.
And this is, uh, my executive assistant, Bob Briggs.
- Bob. BOBBY: Hey, what's up?
- Pleasure. - Why don't you all just take a seat?
I've, uh, asked Mr. Wheeler to join us on the board.
Years ago, I made an investment in him,
a pittance,
which he built into an empire.
Now, I don't take any credit,
but I believed in Jack
even when he was a local boy pounding nails.
I've asked him to return the favor and believe in me now.
Ben, you're testing my well-worn modesty.
All right, suffice to say,
Horne Industries Incorporated have fallen on hard times.
The mill,
the Ghostwood lands, are now solely owned by Catherine Martell.
We don't begrudge her, the mill was and is, after all, hers.
So,
in spite of these reversals
and, uh, stripped of all the trappings of success,
what are we left with?
The human spirit.
What is the greatest gift
that one human being can give to another?
The future.
I give you...
...the little pine weasel.
Found only in our tri-county area,
it is nearly extinct.
- They're incredible roasted. BENJAMIN: Ahem.
According to an environmental impact report,
what few pine weasels remain will be all but wiped out
with the Packard plans for Ghostwood development.
So you wanna save the weasel?
No, Bobby.
Not just the weasel.
But life as we know it.
I want Twin Peaks
to remain unspoiled
in an era of vast environmental carnage.
So we block Catherine's development until the wheel turns
and we get another shot.
That's brilliant, Ben. That's brilliant.
I plan to fight
this Ghostwood development on every ground
and with every available weapon.
The little pine weasel...
...is about to become a household word.
Then what?
Then I am considering
a run for the Senate.
Thank you.
NORMA: Annie, it's no problem. I've got plenty of room.
You just get on the next bus, okay? And I'll be waiting.
Oh, honey, don't cry.
It's gonna be all right.
I'll see you soon.
I love you too.
Bye.
- So your sister coming? - Tomorrow.
God, what do you have to do to get out of a convent?
You just leave, it's not a prison.
Sounds like prison to me. No TV, no boyfriends.
You know, when she was little, I always used to think
that Annie was from another place and time.
I guess the convent has been good for her in a way.
Hard to imagine her out in the world.
Oh, look, here's something for you.
- Who from? - I guess who was ever sitting there.
SHELLY: Look at this.
"Mountains kiss, waves clasp.
Flower, sunlight, the moonbeams, is all this, thou kiss."
None of this makes sense.
"Save the one you love.
Please attend a gathering of the angels tonight at the Road House, 9:30."
Sounds intriguing in a way,
but it sounds dangerous.
I wonder who this is from.
Norma Jennings, I've loved you every day for the past 20 years
and I dream about you every night.
It's time for us to be together.
Will you marry me?
- Ed? - We deserve to be happy.
It's our turn, baby.
EARLE [SINGING]: All night long I held her in my arms
Just to keep her From the foggy, foggy dew
Good job, fella.
Good boy.
Just a few more, and then we'll eat.
Fly to my breast, Pierce me in colors autumnal,
speak to me only of love.
Leo, you have an incomplete education.
For instance, survival in the wilderness?
A relevant issue in your life, my friend.
Now, this comes under the heading of practical instruction.
I hope you've been paying attention.
Ow.
Whoo.
Nature is cruel.
This is also a lesson.
[DOOR OPENS]
Hi, honey.
How are you feeling?
Oh, great, now that you're here.
Hank, I came here to ask you for a divorce.
Well, first let me say, I don't blame you.
You gave me a second chance and I blew it.
I don't know why I'm so self-destructive,
but I can see
that that's my priority in getting well.
I got a lot of work to do.
In fact, I decided
I'm gonna try to go into therapy.
I don't wanna be like this anymore.
That's very interesting, Hank.
But I have to get on with my life.
I know.
I know you do.
I just want you to be happy.
Thank you.
I want you to do me one last favor.
I want you to help me get out of here.
If they send me back to prison, I'll die.
Tell the sheriff that I was at the restaurant
the night that Leo Johnson was shot.
I was on my way home. I can't prove it, but you can.
No more lies, Hank.
It's not lying, it's trying to save my life.
No.
You're killing me here, Norma.
Don't blame this on me. Don't you dare.
Is it Ed?
Is that who you're running to?
Okay.
Then here's the deal.
You give me my alibi and I give you your divorce.
I didn't come here to negotiate with you.
This is it, it's over.
Fine.
Go ahead.
You're his whore, Norma.
[SCOFFS]
I'd rather be his whore than your wife.
Norma!
PETE: Now, there are four or five different ways of doing this thing,
and they all have their virtues.
I remember Capablanca and Lasker,
St. Petersburg, 1914--
- Pete. - Yeah.
We've only got five minutes.
All right.
- Lucy. LUCY [OVER INTERCOM]: Sheriff?
Get the Gazette on the phone.
Tell them not to close out the personals. We need more time.
LUCY: The Gazette. - Okay.
That's it.
Guaranteed to cause some sleepless nights.
As long as he can't remove another piece from the board.
He can't do it. Not at least for five, six more moves.
Maybe he'll kill anyway.
- Maybe it'll just frustrate him. - I don't think so, Harry.
Earle has a perverse sense of honor about these things.
I never heard of a man who murdered by the rules.
ALBERT: Coop?
COOPER: Albert.
Good work, Pete.
ALBERT: Here it is, straight up.
I got a match on the gun that whacked you with the powder residue
on Josie Packard's gloves.
Seattle police have also come up with an eyewitness
who positively ID'd Josie leaving the car where they found the stiff.
If you ain't gonna bust this bitch,
- I would consider it a personal-- - Albert, I can handle it.
I think you just did.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Come in.
I assume you still have a taste for bubbly.
We've killed enough bottles in our time.
To beginnings.
And endings, and the wisdom to know the difference.
I am sorry, Andrew.
I hated you at first, of course.
Perfectly normal response.
As my anger diminished,
I recalled that Eckhardt has a way of persuading people to do anything.
- It was his idea, of course. - Yes.
He made me do it.
And he said you never loved me.
You just married me to get back at him.
That's not true, I did love you very much.
Of course, the same cannot be said for you.
Please, Josie,
let there be no more lies between us.
You had a job to do and you did it. Now you're paying the price.
Every action has its consequence, my dear.
The police are closing in. If you don't take action,
you'll be sleeping in a jail cell tonight.
What can I do? Please help me.
You must see Eckhardt.
Perhaps you were meant to be together all along.
I'm sure he truly loves you.
He doesn't know I'm alive. He can get you out of this country.
Go to him, Josie.
Now.
Andrew.
We won't speak again.
[SOBBING]
Hi.
It's beautiful.
I wanted us to go someplace we've never been before.
Come on.
How did it go with the police?
They asked a million questions that I didn't know the answers to.
But the ones I did must have been enough.
Evelyn's gonna stand trial and I'll be a witness.
You're not wearing the ring.
I know about you and Evelyn.
I wouldn't blame you if you hated me.
James, I know what you were feeling.
I was feeling it too.
Evelyn just took advantage of it.
Well, it was wrong and I should've known that.
Look, it's okay for you to feel bad about what happened to you,
but I don't want you to feel bad for me.
If we could just start over again...
Please come home with me.
I can't. Not right now.
You're right. You should go.
But what about you?
Can't worry about me anymore.
I've been a part of all the horrible things
that have happened.
I wanna be a part of something good now.
James, go.
Take all the time you need.
I love you.
I'm gonna miss you like crazy.
But you'll go away
and you'll come back with great stories.
And none of them are gonna be about Laura or Maddy or Evelyn.
And I'll be here.
- Come with me. - No.
Well, then, I'll come back, I promise.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Coming.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Coming.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Pete, I need to see Josie. - Come on in.
- I think she's gone out. - Yes, it's rather odd.
She took my car without saying a word.
Well, she told me the Great Northern.
Oh, did she? Well, she took a lot of things with her.
I don't know where she was going.
But I'd say she was planning to stay a while.
What else did she say, Pete?
Well, that she was going to see an old friend.
Who?
Sheriff, I suppose it's been very hard on all of us
learning the truth about Josie.
Catherine.
Who?
Eckhardt. Thomas Eckhardt.
Poor man.
Lobby, please.
Thomas.
We meet again.
I don't believe in ghosts.
Pity, it's an appealing notion.
The return of the grisly phantom from the grave.
You deserve haunting, to be sure.
Look closer, Thomas.
I'm alive!
How?
Guess. It's really very simple.
Josie.
She warned me off herself.
Couldn't bear to see her beloved husband perish.
Or more realistically, I suppose,
she felt there was some advantage to be gained.
She betrayed me.
We're all familiar with betrayal.
Josie is mine. She belongs to me.
Oh, Thomas, love will break your heart.
Happily, long ago, I lost interest.
But Josie loses her heart with alarming regularity.
The local sheriff, of all people.
- I have taken care of that. - I don't doubt it.
Sometimes I wonder if our Josie
does these twisted things deliberately.
Don't you?
As someone who was once your friend,
I come back with a warning.
Josie is coming back to you, be very careful.
I'm always careful.
[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]
Well, here we are, the lobby.
I'll be going back down to the garage.
My resurrection remains a well-kept secret.
Thomas.
Bye.
Hmm. I know that I have a lot to learn.
Jack,
you shall be my teacher.
Think of me as an open book,
upon whose virgin pages you shall scribe.
[COUGHING]
- You okay? - Mm-hm.
So, Mr. Wheeler, um, what is it exactly you do do?
First off, call me Jack, please.
I buy bankrupt, failing businesses.
I streamline them, bring them back up to speed
and then usually sell them.
At a substantial profit.
But not, I should add,
before making significant environmental concessions.
No, when Jack is finished, the waste is rerouted, the air...
The air is cleaner.
And the people happier.
Ben, you make me sound like Santa Claus.
I'm a businessman, that's all.
Hmm?
You'll have to excuse me, the chef just tried to stab Jerry.
You kids carry on.
Pay attention.
[CHUCKLES]
So, Mr. Wheeler,
which is it, are we bankrupt or just failing?
I came to do an old friend a favor. And it's Jack.
My father's friends are rarer than the pine weasel.
Well, let's just say
that Ben was once a very good friend to me.
So you came back to bring us all up to speed.
You are Santa Claus, Mr. Wheeler. I'd better hang up my stocking.
You don't like me very much, do you, Audrey?
I don't have an opinion either way.
But if you did?
If I did,
I'd say that the Hornes have managed to take care of themselves just fine
for more years than you can count.
And desperate though we may seem,
will probably continue to do so in the foreseeable future.
[CHUCKLES]
Indeed.
Where have you been all this time?
I mean, when you weren't busy rescuing widows and orphans
and making our world a better place to live in.
The far corners of the earth.
I tell you, it's glorious out there, Audrey.
All in all, it's good to be home.
I'm only 18.
And what exactly does that have to do with the price of eggs?
Nothing.
God, look at the time. I have an appointment.
- Could you tell my father? - Sure.
Okay. Um, see you.
Bye.
I'll see you later, Jack.
I'll see you, Audrey.
Hmm.
- Shelly? Hi. - Hi. How are you?
I'm okay. How are you doing?
You know life. Drag?
Are you waiting for James?
No.
Actually I got this really weird note.
Somebody wants me to meet them here.
That strange?
That is strange, look what I have.
AUDREY: It looks like we all have something to talk about.
It fits.
See the mountains kiss high heaven, And the waves clasp one another
No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdain'd its brother
And the sunlight clasps the earth, And the moonbeams kiss the sea--
What is all this sweet work worth, If thou kiss not me?
- This is weird. DONNA: I'll say.
Cooper here. Yes, Catherine.
No, no, I was just on my way over.
She's here?
Thomas Eckhardt's suite.
I see.
JOSIE: Help!
- Please help. THOMAS: I love you.
JOSIE: No! THOMAS: Josie. For God's sake--
JOSIE: Don't touch me. Don't touch me! Don't hurt me.
[GUNSHOT]
[CHUCKLES]
Stay where you are.
He tried to kill me.
Is that what you'll say about me, Josie? That I tried to kill you?
What about Jonathan?
Did he try to kill you too?
He was taking me back.
Why did you shoot me, Josie?
Because you came here.
I knew this day was going to come.
I'm not going to jail. I can't.
Put it down, Josie.
- Harry. - Put it down!
Harry, forgive me.
I never meant to hurt you.
[GASPING]
Josie. Josie.
Josie.
She's dead.
Josie.
[BOB SHOUTING]
Coop, what happened to dead Josie?
[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]
[TRUMAN SOBBING]
Oh, Josie.
[SHOUTING]
[MOANING]