Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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