Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

How about a confession, Harry?

- What kind of fur? - White fox.

Into the light.

She's beautiful.

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

but I promise I will kill again!

Let's take him down to interrogation.

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

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

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

Major Briggs, right on time.

Ed, glad you're here.

I'm so happy you stopped by.

The police found it in his apartment.

Diary? Yes, they took it from her room.

without circumference or centre.

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

Honestly, let me make a suggestion.

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

I know about you.

He'll have his day in court.

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

Oh, my Lord, is he the father?

Missoula's not that far away, right?

I am incarcerated.

I plead with you for understanding.

- Miss who? - Mrs. Tremond.

but it's getting warmer now.

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

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

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

and I've enjoyed the ride.

Did you kill Laura Palmer?

He can help you find Bob.

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