Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me

Get me Agent Chester Desmond

out in Fargo, North Dakota!

Gene, come over here

and help out.

I'll get the phone.

Chet, I'm calling you

from Portland, Oregon!

It's Regional

Bureau Chief Gordon Cole...

calling from Portland, Oregon!

OK, Gordon.

Oregon!

I've got a girl

that's been murdered!

Seventeen years old!

Named Teresa Banks!

Chet,

I've got a surprise for you!

Something interesting

I would like to show you!

Arrangements are being made...

and I will meet you at

the private Portland airport!

OK, Gordon.

Chet! Good to see you.

Chet, give Sam Stanley

the glad hand.

He's come over from Spokane!

It's a pleasure.

I've heard a lot about you.

Sam's the man who cracked

the Whitman case!

Congratulations.

I heard about that!

Chet, your surprise!

Her name is Lil!

She's my mother's sister's girl.

Federal.

Good luck, Chet!

Sam, you stick with Chet!

He's got his own m.o.!

Modus operandi!

You fellas can reach me

in the Philadelphia offices!

I'm flying out today!

That really was something

with the dancing girl.

What exactly did that mean?

I'll explain it to you.

Remember Lil's

wearing a sour face.

What do you mean?

Her face had a sour look on it.

We're going to have problems

with the local authorities.

They're not going to be

receptive to the FBI.

Both eyes blinking

means trouble higher up.

The eye is the local authority.

Sheriff and a deputy

would be my guess.

You notice she had

one hand in her pocket...

which means

they're hiding something.

And the other hand

made into a fist...

which means

they'll be belligerent.

Lil was walking in place...

which means there's

a lot of legwork involved.

Cole said Lil was

his mother's sister's girl.

Now, what's missing

in that sentence?

The uncle. Not Cole's uncle...

but probably the sheriff's

uncle is in federal prison.

Let me ask you something.

Did you notice

anything about the dress?

The dress was altered

to fit her.

I noticed a different color

thread where it was taken in.

Gordon said you were good.

Tailored dress

is our code for drugs.

Notice what was pinned to it?

A blue rose?

Good. But I can't

tell you about that.

You can't?

No, I can't.

Good afternoon.

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Special Agent Chet Desmond.

I'd like to see

Sheriff Cable, please.

Why don't you have a seat

over there with your partner?

Make yourself at home

because it'll be a while.

Why don't you have some coffee?

Go ahead.

It was fresh about two days ago.

I've had enough

of the waiting room now.

Is that so?

Don't move.

You can start that fresh pot

of coffee right now.

How the hell

did you get in here?

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Special Agent Chet Desmond.

I'm here to investigate

the murder of Teresa Banks.

Well, little fella...

we don't need

any outside help around here.

I don't like you people sniffing

around my neck of the woods.

When the state boys called me

about a J. Edgar coming up...

I think I said, "So what?"

It's all right, Deputy.

Sheriff Cable

can handle it from here.

Cliff.

Your behavior is not funny.

It's wasting the time

of the federal government.

You're lucky

I'm not wasting you.

Well, little fella,

let me put it this way.

The operative word here

would be "federal."

I'm ordering you to release

all pertinent information...

concerning Teresa Banks,

both while living and deceased.

Your basic kill.

Banks was a drifter,

and nobody knew her.

Where's the body?

It's out in back in our morgue.

It's 4:
30. We close at 5:00.

We have our own clock.

We'll lock up.

Agent Desmond,

I figure this whole office...

furniture included,

is worth $27,000.

Teresa Banks.

She lived at the Fat Trout

Trailer Park for a month.

We'll check that.

Worked as a waitress

at Hap's Diner.

Worked the night shift.

Good place for dinner

when we're through here.

No one came to claim the body.

No known next of kin.

Crushed skull.

Probable cause... repeated blows

to the back of the head...

by a blunt,

obtuse-angled object.

I wonder where her ring is.

Personal effects include

a watch, undergarment...

pink waitress uniform.

The ring's missing.

Seems to be

an interesting contusion...

under the ring finger

of the left hand.

Accidental?

Agent Desmond, could you hold

the finger for me, please?

There's something in there.

What is it?

It's a piece of white paper...

with the letter "T"

imprinted on it.

Come here. Take a look.

Agent Desmond,

it's 3:
30 in the morning.

Where are we going to sleep?

We're not.

We're going to get some food.

Ask Irene about that.

Irene out there.

Now, Irene is her name,

and it is night.

Don't go any further with it.

There's nothing good about it.

Thank you, Jack.

How's it going

with that goddamn lamp?

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Special Agent Chet Desmond.

I'd like to ask a few questions

about Teresa Banks.

Jack said you knew her.

How well?

She only worked here a month.

Nice girl.

Never seemed

to get here on time, though.

You ask me,

she had a little problem with...

Did you ever see

Teresa Banks take cocaine?

Do you ever take cocaine, Irene?

No, I do not.

I never took cocaine

or any other drug.

I don't take drugs.

Nicotine's a drug.

Caffeine's a drug.

Who's the towhead?

Those drugs are legal.

He's with me.

Anything

you'd like to tell us...

about Teresa Banks

that might help us out?

I've been thinking about that.

You ask me...

her death was what you'd call...

a freak accident.

Thanks.

Are you talking about that

little girl that got murdered?

You got something to tell us?

I know sh*t from shinola.

Agent Desmond, do you think

we should question him?

What time is it, Stanley?

It's late, Sam.

Hey, I'm sorry.

It's early. It's really early.

You know,

I never told anybody this...

but once,

for about three days...

just before her time...

Teresa's arm

went completely dead.

What do you mean?

Her left arm... it was numb.

She said she couldn't use it.

Probably those drugs

she was taking.

I just thought

I ought to tell you.

Thanks.

Are you talking about that

little girl that got murdered?

I doubt it was a drug problem.

It was probably a nerve problem.

I could recheck the arm

for injuries...

but I'd have to take

the body back to Portland...

to do some real nerve work.

I think that's a good idea, Sam.

We'd like to order

some food, please.

You want to hear

about our specials?

We don't have any.

What? What is it?

Nine.

Can't you read?

It's really late.

We're really early.

Damn, this better be important.

Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Special Agent Chet Desmond,

Agent Sam Stanley.

Sorry to disturb you...

but we need to see

Teresa Banks' trailer, please.

Sh*t.

That goddamn trailer

is more popular...

than Uncle's Day

in a whorehouse.

You see what I mean?

It just means more sh*t

I got to do now.

Damn it!

Everything's exactly

like she left it.

Haven't touched a goddamn thing!

God!

Take a look at this.

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