When you least expect it.
Hello, sheriff.
Hey, Jo.
I understand you wanted to see the sheriff up here.
Yes, I did.
Right over here.
He's here again.
Let's get together and talk about it.
All right.
It must have happened about this time.
Twenty-four hours ago.
I'm afraid.
Laura, "now" means now.
Laura, are you downstairs?
Laura?
Leland!
I saw him!
Hello? Lucy Moran's residence. This is Lucy.
Lucy? Lucy?
I'm trying to talk on the telephone.
Lucy, this is Leland Palmer.
I'm trying to get in touch with the sheriff, Sheriff Truman.
He's not at home. Now, can you tell me where he is?
You know, Mr. Palmer, I'm not at the sheriff's office,
and since I'm not there, I'm over at my house,
and I don't have any idea where he is.
Lucy, listen to me, please.
My wife has just remembered.
She believes that she saw the killer this morning in Laura's bedroom.
No. How is that possible?
I don't know, I don't know.
But if that's what she believes, then we have to do something about it.
Now, she thinks that she might be able
to help somebody draw the face of the man that she remembers.
Actually, Deputy Tommy "The Hawk" Hill
is our police sketch artist. He's very good.
And you know what?
The pictures look just like the people he's drawing.
Good. Have Sheriff Truman, then, and that deputy
come right over here right away, okay?
Okay. You know, I've got an idea.
As soon as we hang up,
I'll try the sheriff in his car, in his cruiser,
and tell him everything you told me.
Thank you, Lucy. Thank you.
That was Mr. Palmer.
He told me that he thinks his wife remembered
that this morning, possibly, when she was in her daughter's room,
that she saw... Hello, sheriff?
Isn't that...? Hi. I had a feeling you'd be in your cruiser.
- Sheriff? - Yeah, Lucy, what is it?
Mrs. Palmer was in her daughter's room this morning,
and she just remembered that... Are you sitting down?
Oh, of course you are. You're driving.
She just remembered that she saw the killer.
You're kidding?
And they want you and Hawk to come over to their house.
She wants Hawk to make a sketch.
I'll be right there. Ten minutes.
And just when we were getting ready for bed.
Oh, Punky.
Agent Cooper.
Were you sleeping?
Yes. Who is this?
It's a strange night.
There's something in the air.
Can you feel it?
You know about Teresa Banks, that pretty girl they found last year?
- Yes, I know about Teresa. - I know the man who did her.
And I know about the stitches with the red thread.
And there's more I think you'd enjoy hearing.
I'm at the hospital now.
I'm on my way.
Agent Cooper.
Hi, Agent Cooper. It's Lucy, from work.
Lucy, are you still at work?
No. Andy and I are over at my place.
Andy was playing the trumpet and we were getting ready for bed.
- And do you know what happened? - No, tell me.
Well, Mrs. Palmer was in her daughter's room this morning,
and she remembered that she saw the killer, she thinks.
And so Hawk and the sheriff
are over at the Palmers' right now, making a sketch.
You tell the sheriff to get that sketch and meet me at the hospital.
- The hospital? - Yeah, the hospital, and hurry.
Diane. Just woken from a sound sleep at the Great Northern Hotel.
It's Room 315.
It's 2:24 a.m.
Received two phone calls back to back.
The first, from a man unknown to me,
who had certain confidential information
about the Teresa Banks murder.
I'm on my way to meet him now at the hospital.
At the same time,
Mrs. Palmer apparently remembered or had a vision of the killer.
The sheriff is on his way to her now, and he'll meet me afterwards.
Diane.
When two events happen simultaneously,
pertaining to the same object of inquiry,
we must always pay strict attention.
He's unarmed.
He wants to see you,
and he wants to see you in this particular room.
Don't turn on the overheads.
The fluorescents don't work.
I think your transformer's bad.
- We know that. - Yes.
Wasn't Laura Palmer here earlier?
Through the darkness of future past
The magician longs to see
One chants out between two worlds
"Fire, walk with me"
We lived among the people.
I think you say, "Convenience store."
We lived above it.
I mean it like it is, like it sounds.
My name is Mike.
His name is Bob.
You were in an elevator here this afternoon at 1:30.
I was looking for Bob.
He sometimes works among the infirm...
The injured of the species.
I was watching, Mr. Cooper, for over a year,
waiting for Bob to come out again.
I have known of your interest in the results of his endeavors.
I, too, have been touched by the devilish one.
Tattoo on the left shoulder.
But when I saw the face of God,
I was changed.
I took the entire arm off.
We'd like to show you a police sketch of Bob, for verification.
Oh, of course.
No.
No, that is not Bob.
That's Bob.
That's the man Ms. Palmer identified.
- Where is Bob? - He's here, right here.
He's downstairs in the basement.
Welcome to the killer's lair.
Come down.
I won't hurt you.
Come down.
Is Mike with you?
No.
I so much wanted to sing with him again.
Mike?
Mike? Can you hear me?
Heads up
Tails up
Running to be with scallywag
Night falls
Morning calls
Catch you with my death bag
The letters.
- What were the letters gonna spell? - "Robert."
That's my proper name.
Teresa's was with a T.
That's right.
You may think I've gone insane.
But I promise...
...I will kill again.
Like hell!
You got a nickel?
It hurts something terrible.
Well, you took your turn, Bob.
Bob, wait till it's your time.
Make a wish.
But it... It is Laura Palmer.
Are you Laura Palmer?