Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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