- James Hurley: When did you start smoking?
- Donna Hayward: I smoke every once in a while; it helps relieve tension.
- James Hurley: When did you get so tense?
- Donna Hayward: When I started smoking.
- Sheriff Truman: Lucy, you better bring Agent Cooper up to date.
- Lucy Moran: Leo Johnson was shot, Jacques Renault was strangled, the mill burned, Shelly and Pete got smoke inhalation, Catherine and Josie are missing, Nadine is in a coma from taking sleeping pills.
- Dale Cooper: How long have I been out?
- Dale Cooper: Diane... my recorder is on the table. I'm unable to reach it at this time. I can only hope that I inadvertently pressed the voice activation button. I'm lying on the floor of my room. I've been shot. There's a great deal of pain and a fair amount of blood. Fortunately I was wearing my bulletproof vest last night per bureau regulations when working undercover. I remember folding the vest up, trying to chase down a wood tick. If you can imagine the impact on your chest of three bowling balls dropped from a height of about nine feet, you might begin to approximate the sensation. All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I thought it might be, as long as you can keep the fear from your mind. But I guess you could say that about most anything in life. Its not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind.
- Dale Cooper: Laura Palmer is dead. Jacques Renault is dead. Ronette Pulaski and Leo Johnson are in comas. Waldo the bird is dead. This leaves only the third man.
- Dale Cooper: At a time like this, curiously, you begin to think of the things regret or the things you might miss. I would like, in general, to treat people with much more care and respect. I would like to climb a tall hill - not too tall - sit in the cool grass - not too cool - and feel the sun on my face. I wish I could have cracked the Lindbergh kidnapping case. I would very much like to make love to a beautiful woman who I had genuine affection for. And, of course, it goes without saying that I would like to visit Tibet. I wish they could get their country back and the Dalai Lama could return. Oh, I would like that very much. All in all, a very interesting experience.
- [the Giant appears before Cooper again who's asleep]
- The Giant: Sorry to wake you.
- Dale Cooper: I wasn't dreaming.
- The Giant: I forgot to tell you something.
- Dale Cooper: You were right about the smiling bag.
- The Giant: The things I tell you will not be wrong.
- Dale Cooper: But, I...
- The Giant: Better to listen, than to talk.
- Dale Cooper: I believe you.
- The Giant: Don't search for all the answers at once. A path is formed by laying one stone at a time. One person saw the third man that night. Three have seen him, yes, but not his body. Only one, known to you, ready now to talk. One more thing, you forgot something.
- Dale Cooper: What?
- [the Giant disappears as we see Audrey Horne's "help me" note under Cooper's bed]
- Dale Cooper: Albert, where does this attitude of general unpleasantness come from?
- Albert Rosenfield: I'll have to get back on you on that.
- Dale Cooper: Well if you don't want two black eyes on a regular basis I would suggest you make some kind of peace with rural life.
- Albert Rosenfield: Great. After the square dance, maybe we can all take a hayride.
- Maddy Ferguson: Uncle Leland's hair... turned white.
- Donna Hayward: Really?
- Maddy Ferguson: [nods head] White as a sheet.
- Donna Hayward: Weird.
- James Hurley: Harry, Laura talks on her tape about a mystery man.
- Sheriff Truman: The red Corvette. Leo Johnson.
- James Hurley: I think it was somebody else. Not Jacques Renault either.
- Sheriff Truman: Why do you say that?
- James Hurley: I never put it together until I heard the tape. Where she says, "This guy can really light my fire." Well, I remember this one night when we first started seeing each other. She was still doing drugs then. Well, we were in the woods when she started saying this scary poem, over and over, about fire. And then she said, "Would you like to play with fire, little boy?", "Would you like to play with Bob?", "Would you like to play with Bob?"...
- Dr. Will Hayward: Agent Cooper, why don't you tell the psychiatrist about your broken ribs and torn cartilage?
- Dale Cooper: Doc, when the will is invoked, the recuperative powers of the physical body are simply extraordinary.
- Dale Cooper: [struggles to get off the bed] Just give me a couple hours to get dressed.
- Blackie: The owner was a little disappointed in your performance last night.
- Audrey Horne: Well, the owner isn't exactly my type.
- Blackie: And what is your type exactly?
- Audrey Horne: Not you. No offense.
- FBI Agent Albert Rosenfield: What was your vest doing riding up like that?
- FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper: Wood tick.
- Dale Cooper: A man can only go so long without submitting to a period of rest, for as we know from experiments conducted on American GIs during the Korean War, sleep deprivation is a one-way ticket to temporary psychosis.
- Sheriff Truman: Lucy, you better bring Agent Cooper up to date.
- Lucy Moran: Leo Johnson was shot, Jacques Renault was strangled, the mill burned, Shelly and Pete got smoke inhalation, Catherine and Josie are missing, Nadine is in a coma from taking sleeping pills.
- Dale Cooper: How long have I been out?
- Dr. Will Hayward: It's 7:45 in the morning. We haven't had this much action in one night since the Elks Club fire of '59.
- Maddy: Aunt Sarah?
- Sarah Palmer: Yeah?
- Maddy: I had the strangest dream last night.
- Sarah Palmer: [anxious] About what?
- Maddy: [staring at the rug] The rug. Right here! Right from this angle I'm sitting!
- Sarah Palmer: Was Laura in it?
- [Leland interrupts them]
- Dale Cooper: Diane, it's 11:55pm, approximately nineteen hours since the shooting incident which nearly caused me to make a premature purchase of the proverbial farm.
- Benjamin Horne: Leo Johnson?
- Hank Jennings: He's in a coma. Looks like brain damage.
- Jerry Horne: With Leo, how could they tell?
- Benjamin Horne: Why isn't he dead?
- Hank Jennings: I caught him center shot with a 44. Couldn't risk going inside. Neighborhood was hot, I had to sneak past patrols as it was.
- Benjamin Horne: Anybody see you?
- Hank Jennings: Negative. He was chopping wood.
- Jerry Horne: Chopping wood, inside?
- Hank Jennings: Yeah, you know Leo.
- Jerry Horne: Wait a minute, chopping wood inside?
- Hank Jennings: Yeah, you know Leo.
- Deputy Andy Brennan: [Dale and Harry are investigating a cabin in the woods as Andy covers them from the outside. He observes a car pulling up and several FBI agents, including Albert Rosenfield, emerge] Harry! You know who it is?
- Dale Cooper: [Inside] What's that?
- Deputy Tommy 'Hawk' Hill: It's Andy, seems pretty upset about something.
- Deputy Andy Brennan: Harry! It's Agent Rosenflower!
- Deputy Andy Brennan: [He runs toward the cabin, stepping on a loose board on the landing, which flies up and strikes him in the face. Dale and Harry emerge from the cabin]
- Sheriff Truman: Andy, are you all right?
- Deputy Andy Brennan: [Andy stumbles around on bowed legs, trying to regain his balance]
- Albert Rosenfield: And it's another great moment in law enforcement history!
- Donna Hayward: Look, we don't know if we *did* anything. My dad said Jacoby got sick because he was attacked. All we did was send him a tape.
- Maddie Ferguson: Maybe he wouldn't have been attacked if we hadn't.
- Donna Hayward: Maybe. Maybe the sun won't come up if you wash your hair. Think like that and you're gonna go crazy. What's done is done.
- Bobby Briggs: You know, Shelly, hospitals are dangerous places. First of all, they're crawling with sick people. And second of all, that food... can kill you.
- Maj. Garland Briggs: Bobby, may I share something with you? A vision I had in my sleep last night-as distinguished from a dream, which is a mere sorting and cataloguing of the day's events by the subconscious. This was a vision: fresh and clear as a mountain stream, the mind revealing itself to itself. In my vision I was on the veranda of a vast estate, a palazzo of some fantastic proportion. There seemed to emanate from it a light, from within this gleaming, radiant marble. I had known this place. I had, in fact, been born and raised there, and this was my first return-a reunion with the deepest wellsprings of my being. Wandering about, I noticed happily that the house had been immaculately maintained. There had been added a number of additional rooms, but in a way that blended so seamlessly with the original construction, one would never detect any difference. Returning to the house's grand foyer, there came a knock at the door. My son was standing there. He was happy and carefree, clearly living a life of deep harmony and joy. We embraced-a warm and loving embrace, nothing withheld. We were, in this moment, one. My vision ended. I awoke with a tremendous feeling of optimism and confidence in you and your future. That was my vision. It was you.
- Dale Cooper: At a time like this, curiously, you begin to think of the things regret or the things you might miss. I would like, in general, to treat people with much more care and respect. I would like to climb a tall hill--not too tall--sit in the cool grass--not too cool--and feel the sun on my face. I wish I could have cracked the Lindbergh kidnapping case. I would very much like to make love to a beautiful woman who I had genuine affection for. And, of course, it goes without saying that I would like to visit Tibet. I wish they could get their country back and the Dalai Lama could return. Oh, I would like that very much. All in all, a very interesting experience.