Twin Peaks (TV Series)

Northwest Passage (1989)

Kyle MacLachlan: Special Agent Dale Cooper

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Quotes 

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : You know why I'm whittling?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Okay, I'll, I'll bite again. Why are you whittling?

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Because that's what you do in a town where a yellow light still means slow down, not speed up.

• Dale Cooper : [speaking into tape recorder]  Diane, I'm holding in my hands a small box of chocolate bunnies.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Who's the babe?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : That is one of the most beautiful women in the state, Mrs. Packard.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Packard Sawmill?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Yep.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Where's Mr. Packard?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Died in a boating accident last year. Andrew Packard practically built this town. Brought her over from Hong Kong six years ago. Left her everything, which didn't exactly please his sister. That's her right there. The original deep freeze.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Who's the glad-handing dandy?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Benjamin Horne, local big wig, he owns half the town. He's not after her, he's after her land.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Who's the lady with the log?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : We call her the log lady.

• Harry Truman : Do you think they spotted us?

  Cooper : Give me a donut.

• Dale Cooper : Who's the lady with the log?

  Sheriff Truman : We call her the Log Lady.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Sheriff, what kind of fantastic trees have you got growing around here? Big, majestic.

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Douglas firs.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : [Marveling]  Douglas firs...

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Diane, 11:30 a.m., February Twenty-fourth. Entering the town of Twin Peaks, five miles south of the Canadian border, twelve miles west of the state line. I've never seen so many trees in my life. As W. C. Fields would say, I'd rather be here than Philadelphia. Fifty-four degrees on a slightly overcast day. Weatherman said rain. If you could get paid that kind of money for being wrong sixty percent of the time, it'd beat working. Mileage is seventy-nine thousand three hundred forty-five, gauge is on reserve, riding on fumes here, I've got to tank up when I get into town. Remind me to tell you how much that is. Lunch was, uh, six dollars and thirty-one cents at the Lamplighter Inn, that's on Highway Two near Lewis Fork. That was a tuna fish sandwich on whole wheat, slice of cherry pie, and a cup of coffee. Damn good food. Diane, if you ever get up this way that cherry pie is worth a stop. Okay. Looks like I'll be meeting up with the, ah, Sheriff Harry S. Truman. Shouldn't be too hard to remember that. He'll be at the Calhoun Memorial Hospital. I guess we're going to go up to intensive care and take a look at that girl that crawled down the railroad tracks off the mountain. When I finish there I'll be checking into a motel. I'm sure the sheriff will be able to recommend a clean place, reasonably priced. That's what I need, a clean place, reasonably priced.

• Cooper : Gentlemen. When two separate evens occur simultaneously pertaining to the same object in inquiry we must always pay strict attention.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Sheriff, that reminds me. Can you recommend to me a good, inexpensive hotel or motel? Now it doesn't have to be fancy and I mean that.

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : I can get you a good rate up at the Great Northern.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Because you know, I think I'm going to be here for some time, and these motels, they'll promise you a good rate and when you get there it's a whole different story. Now all I need is a bed, a bathroom, a telephone, and sometimes a television in the unlikely event that one day I'll get a chance to knock off early.

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : I can get you a good rate up at the Great Northern.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Sold. Well, tomorrow comes early.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : [Referring to an impressive array of doughnuts]  A policeman's dream.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : I think I saw a cottontail rabbit!

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : It must have been a snowshoe rabbit.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Snowshoe?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Right.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Snowshoe. Snowshoe rabbit.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : There's over ten thousand dollars here. That's a lot of Girl Scout cookies.

• Pete Martell : [about Cooper's coffee]  How do you like yours?

  Dale Cooper : Black as midnight on a moonless night.

  Pete Martell : Pretty black.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Oh Diane, I almost forgot. Got to find out what kind of trees these are. They're really something.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : [He sees the Log Lady seated nearby, cradling her log and drinking coffee]  Log Lady.

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Right.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : [He waves to her]  Hi.

  [She looks away] 

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Can I ask her about her log?

  Sheriff Harry S. Truman : Many have.

• Sheriff Harry S. Truman : I suppose you want me to follow them at a discreet distance.

  FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : Harry, you're all right.

• [taping a message to Diane] 

  Dale Cooper : Diane, it's 4:10 in the afternoon at the scene of the crime. Here's something we haven't seen before: a mount of dirt. Approximately a foot and a half in diameter. On the top is a gold necklace with a gold heart. Correction, half a gold heart. At the base of the mount of dirt is a torn piece of news print. Written with the words, which appear to be in blood: 'fire walk with me'.

• Cooper : Harry, I'm going to let you in on a little secret: every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it; don't wait for it; just let it happen. It could be a new shirt in a men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot, black, coffee.

• FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper : I will remind you that these crimes occurred at night.

• Pete Martell : [about serving coffee to Dale Cooper and Sheriff Truman]  Mr. Cooper, how do you take it?

  Dale Cooper : Black as midnight on a moonless night.

  Pete Martell : Pretty black.

• Dale Cooper : I still can't get the taste of fish-filtered coffee out of my mouth.