Episode 30

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It’s Starting….Again….

Introduction
This episode starts where the finale left off with the bank explosion, Nadine’s recovery, Donna learning the truth about her father, and of course, Cooper’s exit from the Black Lodge. This episode covers Sunday (March 26) and Monday (March 27). According to most Twin Peaks “experts”, Saturday March 25 was the night Cooper entered the lodge after the Miss Twin Peaks contest. According to the script, Truman was outside waiting for Cooper’s return all day Sunday.

Prologue

“What happened?” the nurse asked the medic, who was wheeling in a body on a stretcher in the emergency room.

“I don’t know. Sheriff Truman just brought her in from Glastonbury Grove.”

The two medical personnel disappeared behind white curtains as they checked the patient’s vital signs.

“Isn’t this the girl who won Miss Twin Peaks?” the nurse asked the medic. With her large arm, she wiped seat from her forehead and cleared her throat. The overweight, 34 year old woman sometimes had a hard time keeping up in the emergency room.

Glancing at her face, “Yeah I think it is.”

The nurse leans toward her and takes a small towel and wipes Annie’s forehead.

The touch disturbs Annie and her eyes open, staring at the nurse. She started mouthing something to the nurse that was hard to hear.

“Do what?” She leans in closer, putting her ear only an inch from Annie’s mouth.

Annie forces the words out: “My name is Annie. I’ve been with Laura and Dale. The good Dale is in the lodge and he can’t leave. Write it in your diary.”

The nurse cocks her head. She wasn’t sure what she heard–she spoke strangely, in a forwards-reverse sort of way, the nurse thought. She looks up at the medic, “She’s delirious.”

She glances down at Annie’s hand and notices a ring with a stone in the middle. Her dark and greedy eyes look down at the ring and she is enthralled with it, drawn to it. Glancing at Annie whose eyes are now closed and then at the medic who has turned his back. With an anticipatory smile, she slides the ring off and cups it in her hand. Then with a selfish laugh, she slowly she places it in her pants pocket and greedy grin grows across her chubby face.

Episode 30

Sirens….sirens….images of faces….scattered….bricks….smoke…..something burning…..

pain….suffering….(garmonbozia)….blood in the mouth….broken bones…..

bright shining light….coming into focus….focus…..

SUNDAY AFTERNOON MARCH 26

“Audrey….Audrey? Can you hear me?”

Everything was unclear….Audrey could only see shapes, mainly black and white zig-zagging in front of her face. Her head pounded like someone had slung as a jackhammer and made contact against her temple…..She blinked, trying to focus on the person whose voice was calling her name….Her head turned slowly to the side, and then to the right where a bright light glared at her. She turned away in pain, feeling a tear form at the corner of her eye. She laid there for sometime listening to the pounding in her head and the far away sounds of something.

Suddenly, she saw herself chained to the bank vault. She was seeing everything from a third person point of view, in the corner of the bank. She saw herself let Pete Martell, and someone who looked like Andrew Packard into the vault. She could see the men talking but could hear nothing, except for what sounded like the ocean waves crashing on the shore over and over again.

She watched herself standing there looking around, and trying to listen to what the men were saying inside the vault. A few seconds passed and suddenly, all in slow motion, she heard a small sound, like sound of a firecracker going off. She watched herself chained to the door suddenly turn her head to the side and then she was flying in the air, arms attached to the gated door. Debry flew everywhere. She saw the banker’s body fly through the air and over the counter. And then all was black.

She opened her eyes again and the light from her left was now gone.

“We closed the blinds for you, Audrey,” a man’s voice that she recognized said to her.

She stared for what seemed a long time, straight ahead at this blurry shape. Then, Audrey’s vision came back slowly and she started making out her father, Benjamin Horne, standing above her, with a large bandage on his forehead.

“Daddy? Is that you?” she mumbled almost inaudibly….her dry lips pulling apart with tremendous pain. “Where am I?”

“You’re in the hospital, Audrey? How are you feeling?”

“My body hurts,” she said wincing at the pain in her chest and in her head. “My face hurts too.”

“I know,” he said, leaning down to kiss her on the forehead as gently as he could. Her entire face was wrapped in bandages. She had been scarred badly and the doctor had said she would need plastic surgery. “Sleep, my angel.”

“How long have I been here?” she asked him.

“Not that long. You’ve been a sleep only a few hours. Do you remember anything?”

Audrey thought for a second and nodded, “I remember the bank and Mr. Martell coming in with…with….with Mayor Packard? But I thought he was….”

Ben nodded, “It’s okay. Go on.”

“And then I remember a sound and that’s it….” Audrey tried to remember what day it was and even the time. Her dad had just told her a few hours, which meant…..”What day is it?” she finally asked.

“It’s Sunday, March 26, Audrey.”

“Oh.” She turned her head to the side and looked at the table. Moving as quickly as she could back to her father, she said, “My purse is gone. Have you seen my purse?”

“It’s at home with your mother, sweetheart,” Ben answered.

“Oh.”

Two doors down in the Calhoun Memorial Hospital, Pete Martell sat up in bed looking at the strange lunch in front of him. He took a sniff and pushed it away. “Catherine, go get me something from the Double R, please….that explosion didn’t kill me but this will!”

“Ohh, Pete,” she said, standing next to the window and looking out. There was a long pause, “The sheriff and FBI still haven’t identified Andrew’s body so they want to question you to find out who you were with.”

“I still can’t believe that Andrew saved me, Catherine.”

“He was always fond of you, Pete.” She turned around to look at him. “How are you feeling?”

Pete’s eyes widened….there was the Catherine that he once knew, concerned and loving. His heart melted. “I’m doing better. I feel better.”

Catherine walked to the door and made sure it was closed completely. She turned to Pete. “What do we tell the police?”

“I don’t know, Catherine….I guess what happened? Eckhart planted a bomb for us!”

Catherine looked to the floor, lost in her own thoughts, and not listening to her husband, “I’m not sure yet. What do we tell them about Andrew?”

“I don’t know, Catherine. You haven’t even told me everything,” Pete mumbled the last sentence.

Catherine looked up and stared at him. Pete could see the gears turning over and over in her head. “I’ll tell everything soon, Pete.”

MONDAY MORNING MARCH 27

Almost out of nowhere, FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper heard a voice, “There he is.” And then another, this one he recognized at Harry S. Truman: “Coop?”

“I wasn’t sleeping,” Cooper said, his head spinning. Then he remembered, “Annie? How’s Annie?”

Truman answered, “She’s gonna be just fine. She’s in the hospital.” He said this hoping that she would be just fine.

“I need to brush my teeth,” Cooper said, feeling his teeth with his tongue. They felt grimey.

“Sure,” Truman said and they helped him up. Cooper’s head continued to spin over and over. He felt like he weights tied to his feet. Somehow he found himself walking across the room and then turning around, “I need to brush my teeth.”

The other two looked at him strangely. Truman’s head was cocked to the side.

Cooper walked into the bathroom in his blue pajamas smelling the wonderful smell of coffee coming from a nearby room in the Great Northern Hotel. Mixed with the coffee was the smell of pine and douglas firs.

In the bathroom, he picked up the toothpaste and brush. He started putting the toothpaste on the brush and then squeezed it completely out leaning down toward the sink. In a split second he backed up only slightly and slammed his head into the mirror. If someone had been standing there in the bathroom with him, they would not have seen the reflection of Cooper in the mirror, but a long-haired gray man known as BOB.

The faces–both Cooper’s and BOB’s–turned to the bathroom door as Truman and Hayward ran to it and started calling his name.

“How’s Annie….how’s Annie…”Cooper said at the door, laughing at the same time.

“Cooper, are you okay in there!” Truman yelled.

“The door’s locked,” Hayward said to Truman.

“Stand back, I am going to break it down!”

As Truman backed up and raised his foot at the door, Cooper stood back up, BOB’s face staring back through the mirror, his hands on the bathroom counter. Their faces still smiling at each other. “How’s Annie? How’s Annie? HOW’S ANNIE?!”

“What in God’s name is he doing in there?” Hayward said aloud. “Why is he asking about Annie?”

SLAM! Truman’s foot makes contact to the door, but it holds.

Cooper turns (BOB’s mirror image turns with him) to the door. He stands there looking at the door, not smiling now, but more in a trance. The mirror image a couple of feet away smiled madly. In the mirror, BOB’s image began to change from the blue-jeaned spirit to a pajama-clothed Dale Cooper. It waved in and out, the mirror looking like a wave in the ocean and suddenly, it was Cooper again. His face lightened up and he felt tremendous pain on his forehead.

SLAM! This time the door gave an inch.

Cooper raised his hand to his head and wiped at the blood dripping down his face. He stared at his hand and stepped backwards, loosing his footing and then collapsing.

SLAM! The door gave way and Truman and Hayward rush into the bathroom. They go to their knees and Truman says Cooper’s name.

Cooper is smiling up at them.

“Why are you smiling?” Truman asks.

“I slipped and hit my head on the mirror. The glass broke as it struck my head. It struck me as funny, Harry. Do you understand me, Harry, it struck me as funny.”

“You are going right back to bed,” Doctor Hayward tells Cooper.

“But I haven’t brushed my teeth yet.”

“How is Agent Cooper?” Deputy Hawk asked the sheriff a few hours later in his office. In his hand he held a black coffee cup with the name of Twin Peaks Sheriff Dept. laid across the side of it.

“He seems to be doing better. He had a strange thing happen in the bathroom when he first woke up though. He said he wanted to brush his teeth and then the next thing I know, we hear this bang and we break down the door to find him on the floor. Looked like he slipped and hit his head on the mirror. But he’s okay now.” Truman tapped a pencil on his desk as he leaned back in his chair.

Hawk nodded, “That’s strange.”

“How’s Annie, Hawk?”

“She’s still in a coma. She’s not responding to anything. Have you told Cooper she is in a coma?”

“No, not yet. And how’s Leo?”

“Considering he was locked in a cabin without food or water for at least a day, he seems to be doing much better. He’s different. His mind and spirit are not still as one, yet. He’s currently being evaluated by a psychiatrist,” Hawk told him.

“Is he still…”Truman looked for the right word…”does he have any idea of who he is?”

“He seems to be conscious of things more, Harry, unlike before. But it’s too soon to tell.”

“And what about Hank?”

“Still in jail and it looks like it’s permanent according to the DA, for at least five years.”

“Good riddance. And what about the bank explosion?”

“Audrey and Pete are both awake now and Miller was telling us something about calling the newspaper and also Andrew Packard coming in with Pete Martell…didn’t make much sense?! We are going to try and talk with Pete later today or tomorrow to see who was with him. It’s amazing the banker survived, Harry.”

“Hawk, it’s amazing that only one person died in that explosion,” Harry added. “No luck on ID’ing the body then?”

“No, Sheriff. It looks like the person was in the front and protected Pete from the explosion. The body is pretty much in pieces. With the little bit of forensics we have on hand, the bomb wasn’t as powerful as it looked. Made more noise than actual destruction. We did find the banker’s glasses in the trees across the street. I do believe–”

The speaker phone on the desk erupted with Lucy’s voice: “Sheriff Truman, Agent Cooper’s Supervisor, Regional Chief Gordon Cole, is on the other line. Do you want me to patch him through to you to talk to him, Sheriff?”

“Yes, Lucy.” Truman leaned back in his chair and looked at Hawk. “There are going to be a lot of agents running around here, Hawk. Let’s get things ship-shape.”

“Sure, Sheriff. I’ll get the boys right on it.” Hawk stands up and exits the office, closing the door behind him.

“SHERIFF TRUMAN?!”

“Hi, Gordon, how are you?”

“I AM ON MY WAY NORTH UP TO YOUR LOVELY PART OF THE WOODS RIGHT NOW WITH 10 OTHER AGENTS!”

“That’s good, Gordon.”

“ACTUALLY THE WEATHER IS KIND OF RAINY RIGHT NOW, SHERIFF TRUMAN. SORRY TO BREAK IT TO YOU, BUT I HAVE NO TIME FOR SMALL TALK. HOW’S COOP?!”

“He’s doing better–”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY THERE, SHERIFF?”

Raising his voice now: “HE’S DOING BETTER, GORDON!”

“THAT’S GOOD TO HEAR, SHERIFF. DO YOU THINK HE WILL BE UP TO HELPING US WITH THE INVESTIGATION?!”

“Knowing Cooper, you won’t be able to stop him!”

“YOU ARE RIGHT THERE SHERIFF!! OUR E.T.A. INTO TWIN PEAKS LOOKS TO BE LATER THIS AFTERNOON OR EARLY EVENING! IS THAT OKAY?!”

“That will work, Gordon!”

“GREAT, SHERIFF TRUMAN!! I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO HEARING WHAT HAPPENED TO COOP THIS WEEKEND! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS OF WHAT HAPPENED?”

“Yeah I do, Gordon! You ever hear of the Black Lodge?”

There was a long few seconds worth of silence. Truman sat there waiting for an answer, unsure if Cole was now gone, or just didn’t hear him ask the question. He leaned forward toward the speaker phone and yelled, “DID YOU HEAR ME, GORDON?”

“YES I HEARD YOU SHERIFF!!” the speaker screeched, making Truman back away and cover his ear. “I WILL TALK WITH YOU MORE ABOUT IT WHEN I GET THERE!” Cole said. “I WILL SEE YOU LATER TONIGHT AND CAN YOU SET US UP WITH SOME COFFEE AND DONUTS FROM THE DOUBLE R?!”

“We always do! See you tonight!”

“YES, SHERIFF, I AGREE, I LIKE MY COFFEE BLACK TOO!! I WILL SEE YOU LATER TODAY!”

Truman hung up smiling and shaking his head in disbelief. “He should really get that hearing aid checked out,” Truman said to the empty room.

He pulled back from his desk and opened the center drawer. Directly on top was a small framed picture of Josie Packard smiling back at him. It was in black and white and her hair seeemed darker than normal and her face seemed whiter than what Truman could remember. He took a deep breath thinking of the way things had been. Deep down, he felt her missing from his life and how he longed for her again. He slowly laid the picture back in the desk and closed it shut.

“Nadine, you weren’t yourself and we didn’t know if you would ever come back to the way you had been and it just kind of happened: Norma and I….no, no, no, no….” Ed shook his head trying to find the right words to tell his wife. “Nadine, you were living your own life and it just kind of happened: Norma and I, well, we fell in l…..There’s just no way of saying this to her,” Ed said to himself in his garage looking out at the timberline. “Oh God, how do I tell her?”

It had been two days since Nadine came back to the year 1990 as a 35 year old wife of Big Ed Hurley with a missing eye. The night she came back to Ed, she kicked Mike out of the house and Norma left soon afterwards. Dr. Jacoby stuck around a little longer to talk with Nadine, but left a few minutes later also.

Two days later, they still hadn’t talked about their relationship and now it was time….Ed just couldn’t wait any longer. He had to talk to her about it. He had to-

“ED!”

He spun around to see Nadine looking at him in the doorway of the garage.

“Nadine, you scared me.”

She walked up to him and stood directly in front of him, smiling. “Ed, I was thinking that you and I should go off together.”

Ed cocked his head. Her voice was tender and even sweet. He hadn’t heard this voice in years. “What did you have in mind, Nadine?”

“I was thinking of driving to Seattle and staying in a real nice hotel….make it like the honeymoon we never had!” Nadine told him, still smiling that same smile.

Ed scratched his head….that’s true they had never had a real honeymoon once the buckshot struck her eye, it was pretty much over after that point, along with the rest of their marriage. Thank God they never brought children into this world, Ed had once said to himself.

“Are you sure you are up to that, Nadine?” he asked her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“Yes, Ed, I am,” she start tearing and then she grabbed him and hugged him tightly.

Ed lost his breath and felt Nadine’s powerful arms tightening around him by the second. Oh boy….let go, Nadine. he thought. Please let go.

Donna sat on a large picnic blanket in the mountains looking down at Twin Peaks. It was the same place that she, James, and Laura had gone up to and took the movie of them that the cops found right after her death in Laura’s room. She laid back on the blanket, tears filling up in her eyes.

The wind was blowing gently across her body. She was wearing a large black sweater and blue jeans. Out in the western sky, a large mass of clouds were beginning to roll in. Surprisingly, it was a beautiful and clear day.

Two days and she was just as confused now as she was then. Her dad was Ben Horne, her half-sister was Audrey Horne, her half-brother was Johnny Horne, her uncle was Jerry Horne….she shivered at the thought of being in that family. She had been wanting to talk to Audrey about this to see if she knew anything, but couldn’t since only family was allowed in to see her….and well, no one knew that Donna was now family.

How did this happen, she asked herself? “What was going on between my mom and Ben Horne 18 years ago? How could she have sex with Ben Horne?!” she said aloud to herself.

She shook her head, tears now streaming. Who was her father?! The only thing she was sure of was her mother, and that didn’t give her much comfort–“the ungrateful wh–”

She stopped herself from saying such a thing and cried even harder.

“Oh, Laura, if you were only hear now, things would be so easy, I think. I wish…..I hope.” Laying on the ground, she closed her eyes and continued to speak to Laura, “Why, Laura? Why?! Why are you gone and why didn’t you let me help you!? WHY?!”

She stops and takes a breath, trying to keep her composure. “Oh Laura, so much has happened since you’ve been gone. iIjust wish I had my best friend with me through all of this. Laura, I’ve never felt so alone in all my life”.

She opened her eyes and saw Laura looking at her. She was standing directly in front of her as real as she had been just over a month ago. Laura’s eyes stared gently and comforting at her, a feeling that Donna had not received from Laura for many months. She was dressed in the same outfit that she had been dressed in when James took the shots of her and Laura dancing together. She reached her arms out almost to comfort Donna. Donna found herself not crying anymore and stared at Laura in disbelief, and then, Donna blinks and she vanished just as quickly as appeared.

And Donna sobbed uncontrollably.

Truman stood in Cooper’s room next to the dresser and TV. Cooper was sitting at the table eating cherry pie and drinking coffee.

“Thanks for the pie and coffee, Harry,” he said stuffing his mouth.

“No problem Coop. How are you feeling?”

“Better, my head is a little sore, but that’s about it. And how’s Annie, Sheriff?”

Truman walked to him and sat down on the bed. “That’s what I came over to tell you about.”

“This morning you told me she was fine?”

“And she is, Coop. But she’s in a coma at the hospital. There’s been no response from her since I brought you and her in after you…uhm…came out of the…..” Searching for a word, Truman finally said, “trees.”

Cooper put his fork down and took a big swallow of the coffee. “But she’s okay?”

“Yeah, she’s in a light coma, much like Ronette was.”

“Thanks, Sheriff. I think I will go see her.”

“Are you up to it, Coop?”

“Sheriff, where’s there’s a will, there’s a way.” He turned back to his food and finished the pie hurringly.

“Hello Doctor, how is she?” Cooper asked Dr. Shelvy, Ronette’s doctor that he met when he first came to Twin Peaks.

“She’s still not responding,” Dr. Shelvy replied.. They were standing over Annie’s sleeping body.

Her face was covered with numerous scratches as if she had been running through the woods and had not protected her face from being scratched by limbs and brush.

“Can I be left alone with her, Doctor?”

“Sure, Agent Cooper.” The doctor turned and pulled the white drapes around the small make-shift ICU room to give Cooper privacy.

He looked down at her and placed his hand on her face, slowly stroking it along the cuts and bruises. He ran it down her neck and across her should and down her left arm and stopped at her hand.

He looked at her wedding finger carefully and picked it up. He examined it closely and started cleaning the underneath the nail. With his other hand, he took out a small knife and then a small plastic bag with a small piece of paper in it. He opened the bag and pierced the piece of paper. For a split second, Cooper could read the letter on the paper: D.

He took Annie’s finger and slide the small knife underneath the nail. She made no noise and did not move as drops of blood covered her finger. Taking out a handkerchief, Cooper held the finger, wrapping the cloth around it and waited until the bleeding stopped. He then cleaned it carefully and place it back down on the bed.

He stared at it some more and rubbed the bottom of the finger where a ring would usually sit. His brow came together as he stared at it closer and closer. Something wasn’t right, he could feel it.

Standing up, he leaned over and kissed Annie on the forehead and then exited the small ICU room through the white curtains. Dr. Shelvy was in the middle of the room with two other nurses, one of which was working the night shift when Annie came in and was the first one to work on her.

“Doctor?”

“Yes, Agent Cooper?”

“The patient was wearing a ring when she came in. Any idea what happened to it?”

Dr. Shelvy looked at the agent, somewhat confused. “No, I don’t know.” She turned to the nurse to her right, “Judy, you were here, right?”

She nodded her head, her double chins bouncing against each other, “Yeah I was here.” She started sweating and wiped it off with her hand.

“The ring?” Cooper asked her.

Her stomach flipped on her as she struggled to figure out an answer. “Uh….” Try to act like you are trying to remember….act….act. “I don’t remember a ring.”

Cooper nodded his head. “Thank you doctor.” He started to leave and then turned around back to the nurse with a sterner face, this time.

Nurse Judy suddenly felt afraid as he saw Cooper’s eyes staring at her, looking deep down at her, looking at her soul, trying to find the truth that she had stolen the ring and kept it for herself. She had placed it on her nightstand and there is where it still sat.

“Nurse, if you remember anything, contact me.”

“Yes, sir.”

Turning to the doctor and smiling gently at her, “If her status changes, let me know immediately please.”

“Sure, Agent Cooper.”

“Have a nice day ladies,” Cooper said turning to go out and started whistling a song from Snow White and the Seven Dwarves — Hi, Ho, Hi, Ho, It’s Off to Work We Go!

“SO TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED SHERIFF TRUMAN!” Gordon Cole asked Truman at his desk, each had a cup of coffee in hand and also a donut on the desk.

“Well basically–”

“SPEAK UP, SHERIFF….THESE OLD EARS ARE TIRED FROM THE LONG TRIP!”

Truman thought, I think they’re just tired, Gordon.

“WELL, BASICALLY, GORDON, Windom Earle kidnapped the winner of the Miss Twin Peaks Pageant: Annie Blackburn.”

“WHAT’S BLACK?”

“I said Annie Blackburn, that’s who won the Miss Twin Peaks Pageant. Coop and her were getting kind of close.”

“OH OKAY-DOKAY! CONTINUE, SHERIFF!” He took a large bite out of the dougnut.

“So Earle dressed up like the Log Lady, Margaret, and kidnapped Annie and took her to the Black Lodge. Coop followed and then he vanished into a circle of trees. He was in there all night long and into the entire day! I never left the area while he was in there. Then around midnight, I heard some rustling and I see two bodies laying on the ground: it was Cooper and Annie!”

“THEY JUST APPEARED….POOF!” Cole raised his hands into the air, making an imaginary explosion in front of his chest. “JUST LIKE THAT?!”

“Sort of, Gordon!”

Cole nodded for Truman to continue.

“So we took Annie and Cooper to the hospital and made sure everything was okay. Annie is pretty scraped up and in a coma, and Cooper had a few bumps and bruises. We decided the best place for Cooper was back at the Great Northern where I and Dr. Hayward were when Cooper awoke!” Truman added, “We didn’t want to keep Cooper in the hospital for too long for fear of questions by the Gazette!”

“SMART THINKING, SHERIFF! HOW’S COOP ACTING?”

“That’s what strange, Gordon!”

“HE’S ACTING STRANGE YOU SAY?”

“Yeah, HE IS!” Truman’s throat suddenly felt soar. He took a swig of the coffee and continued, “He woke up and he asked how Annie was and then said he wanted to brush his teeth. He went to the bathroom and then we heard this loud noise. The bathroom door was locked so I had to break it down. Finally, when I did, we saw Cooper on the floor, his forehead covered in blood. We think he slipped and fell against the mirror! But the strange thing is that in the bathroom, he kept saying ‘How’s Annie?!’ over and over again!”

Cole nodded, understanding what Truman was telling him.

“SO TELL ME MORE ABOUT THE BLACK LODGE!!” Cole finally told him after a number of seconds of silence between the two.

“I was hoping you could tell me, Gordon!” Truman took a swallow of his coffee and leaned forward toward Cole.

“YOU START, SHERIFF!”

“Well, Coop said that he was going into the black lodge after Earle. Does this have anything to do with dancing dwarfs and giants?!”

Cole looked at him funny, cocking his head to the side, but was silent for a few seconds: “NO I DON’T WANT TO SEE ANY DANCING DOGS RIGHT NOW, SHERIFF!”

“DOES THIS HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH DANCING DWARFS AND GIANTS!” he said repeating himself.

“WHAT’S THIS ABOUT DWARFS?” Cole looked at Truman funny.

Truman shook his head in frustration. “When Coop first got here he had a dream about a dancing dwarf and Laura Palmer. This dwarf has some kind of connection to BOB…you remember Phillip Gerard right?!”

“YES, I REMEMBER HIM…..AND MIKE WHO WAS BOB’S PARTNER!!”

“That’s all I know about the black lodge, expect from what Deputy Hawk has told me: it’s a supernatural place where one goes before entering the White Lodge! What do you know about the lodge, Gordon!?”

Cole was silent, staring down at the floor for what seemed like an eternity for Truman. He could tell that Cole was thinking about something…he had never seen this loud agent so quiet before. Finally Cole looked up and took a breath.

“OKAY SHERIFF TRUMAN, I CAN SPEAK TO YOU ON THE LODGE ONLY ON A NEED-TO-KNOW BASIS! OKAY?”

“That’s fine, Gordon!”

“THE LODGES ARE SUPPOSED TO BE KEPT CLASSIFIED BUT WE ARE IN A DIFFERENT SITUATION NOW. HERE’S WHAT I KNOW AND CAN TELL YOU FOR NOW:

“WINDOM EARLE WAS DETERMINED TO FIND THE BLACK LODGE AND USE IT FOR HIS OWN BIDDING. THE LODGE IS A POWERFUL PLACE AND MANY PEOPLE HAVE TRIED TO ACCESS THAT POWER, SHERIFF. EARLE WAS ONE OF THEM. YOUR DEPUTY HAWK IS CORRECT IN WHAT HE SAYS ABOUT THE LODGES. THEIR STORIES DATE BACK HUNDREDS OF YEARS BUT IT’S ONLY BEEN IN RECENT YEARS THAT WE HAVE BEEN ABLE TO ACTUALLY UNDERSTAND THE LODGES. IF ONE ENTERS THE LODGE AND COMES OUT SUCCESSFULLY, THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO RECEIVE POWERS! HOWEVER, WE HAVE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO CRACK THE CODE, SHERIFF TRUMAN! BUT IT LOOKS LIKE, OL’ COOP DID BREAK THE CODE….WHAT WAS THE CODE?”

“Planet alignment, Gordon. The planets aligned just right and I guess it allowed Earle and Cooper to enter the lodge! We found a map in Owl Cave that gave us the answer. Deputy Brennan figured it out!”

“HOT DIGGITY! PLANET ALIGNMENT! EARLE MUST HAVE FIGURED OUT AND THAT’S WHY HE HAD TO ESCAPE WHEN HE DID!! THE ONLY OTHER THING I CAN TELL YOU RIGHT NOW, SHERIFF, IS THAT THE US GOVERNMENT HAS BEEN INVESTIGATING THE LODGES FOR QUITE SOME TIME HERE IN TWIN PEAKS! THROUGH SATELLITE AND MILITARY EXPERTISE, WE HAVE DETERMINED THAT TWIN PEAKS IS A DOORWAY OF MANY OTHERS INTO THE LODGE. THE TOWN IS SMALL AND OUT IN NOWHERE SO IT MADE FOR A PERFECT PLACE TO TRY TO EXPERIMENT WITH THE LODGES!”

“Is that what they do out at the military base?! And how do you know all this?!”

Cole looked at him closely. Truman knew he was trying to figure out how to answer that question.

“GORDON, TELL ME THE TRUTH, FOR COOPER’S SAKE!”

Cole nodded in agreement. “THE BASE’S ONLY REASON FOR EXISTENCE IS FOR THE LODGES, SHERIFF! I KNOW THIS BECAUSE I WAS APPOINTED AS AN FBI SUPERVISOR TO OVERSEE ANY CONNECTIONS WITH THE LODGE. IF A CRIME IS COMMITTED THAT IS CONNECTED TO THE LODGES, I SEND ONE OF MY MEN IN. FIRST, IT WAS AN AGENT BY THE NAME OF DESMOND….YOU MIGHT HAVE HEARD ABOUT IT!”

“Yeah, ended up missing down in Deer Meadow. APB was sent out to the surrounding areas…we were on the list. That was what, a year ago, right?”

“THAT’S RIGHT, SHERIFF! AFTER HE VANISHED, I SENT COOP OUT TO INVESTIGATE HIS DISAPPEARANCE AND ALSO THE TERESA BANKS CONNECTION! NOW A YEAR LATER, HERE WE ARE.”

Truman’s mind began to wander, thinking back at everything he had heard growing up about the military base and heard directly from Major Briggs….he had to talk to him! This goes deeper than I thought, he told himself.

“SO WHAT’S COOP’S STORY ABOUT ALL THIS?!”

“I haven’t questioned him yet, Gordon. I was waiting for you to arrive and we could speak with him together! Thought it would be better than him explaining his story multiple times. He has gone through a lot!”

“THAT’S FOR SURE! WHAT DO YOU SAY THAT WE HEAD OVER TO THE GREAT NORTHERN FOR SUPPER WITH COOP?! YOU THINK HE’D BE UP FOR IT?”

“I’m sure he would! We’ll tell him that there will be pie!”

Cole laughed an extremely loud and long belly-laugh. “I WAS JUST THINKING SHERIFF THAT WE MIGHT HAVE TO BRIBE COOP WITH A PIECE OF PIE TO GET HIM OUT OF BED AND TO GO EAT!”

Truman looked up at him, half confused, and half amused! “I WAS THINKING THE EXACT SAME THING, GORDON!”

“GREAT MINDS THINK A LIKE, SHERIFF!!”

The only sound that could be heard coming from the dining room table was the sound of knives and forks and mouths chewing food in the Hayward home. Donna and her parents were sitting eating supper; her sisters off with friends eating their own meal, a meal with much more fun, Donna thought.

She didn’t dare look at her parents for the fear of breaking out crying or being unable to hold her tongue from telling off her mother for having sex with Ben Horne, or yelling at her father for never telling her the truth.

A fork scrapped along a dish, like fingernails on a chalkboard and all three cringed at the sound, but no one said a word.

At one end of the table, Dr. Hayward sat staring at his meatloaf, unable to look at his daughter out of sadness and unable to look at his wife out of anger. On the opposite end was his wife, not looking at her daughter for fear of breaking down, and not looking at her husband out of fright.

scrape…..scrape….scrape….chew….chew…scrape….scrape….

The sounds seemed to be echoing in the room. How Donna wished James was here to help her through this, but he was off on his own, somewhere, leaving her behind. Here she was only 2 months away from graduation and the worst month of her life: her best friend dies, her new boyfriend leaves her a few weeks later, and now she doesn’t even know her own parents! All she wanted to do was scream but she knew she couldn’t. The only thing she could do was graduate and leave Twin Peaks.

Up on the mountain overlooking Twin Peaks, Donna had decided that she was going to leave Twin Peaks and make a life of her own, only to return when she had to. She dreamed of moving to New York and going to school and studying to be a fashion designer, or an architect, or something. Living the limelight in New York City. That would be the way to go. She dreamed of renting and then buying her own loft, having weekly parties to rub shoulders with the who’s who in New York…..oh the city lights….oh the change. She knew that was the only way to come to terms with her feelings…..but two months seemed so far away. But she could start right now. All she needed was a college application.

SCRAPE!!!

She looked up, sick and tired of the scraping utensils. She stared past the piano where her sister played a song for the night that the Palmers came over for supper. That was before Maddy was killed. In the corner of her eye, toward the floor she thought she saw what looked like an old woman’s hand waving at her. She moved her eyes that way only to see nothing.

SCRAPE!!!

“STOP THAT!” she screamed, standing from the table, plate in her hand. She moved past the table and into the kitchen where she slammed the dishes into the sink. There was a shattering as the dish broke into 4 pieces. She exited the kitchen, not looking at her parents and ran up the stairs crying.

Mrs. Hayward looked up from her own meal, but tried not to make eye contact with her husband. She backed her wheelchair up from the table and went into the kitchen with her own plate. Dr. Hayward could hear her cleaning up the mess and he sat there, unable to move, hoping the phone would ring and ask him to come to the hospital so he could get out of this house.

But there was no ring, only the sound of running water, and the quiet whimpering of his daughter upstairs.

The moon was high in the sky Monday night. Truman, Cole and Cooper were standing out on the balcony of the Great Northern Hotel feeling the night breeze on their faces.

“It’s a beautiful night, gentleman!” Cooper said taking a deep breath of the scent of douglas firs. “I will never get tired of that smell, Sheriff!”

“That’s one great smell!” Truman replied.

Cole sniffed the air trying to catch the scent the other two were talking about, but couldn’t smell anything, but a small smell of oil. Cole turned to Cooper, now facing directly into the wind and asked him, “SO COOP, WE’VE WAITED LONG ENOUGH! WHAT HAPPENED IN THERE?!”

Cooper sat down on the bench, while Truman and Cole found two nearby chairs and sat down opposite of Cooper. They had just finished eating supper in the Great Northern’s dining room.

“It was delightful, and strange, Gordon! And I am not sure where to start!”

“Start from the beginning!” Truman told him.

“THE BEST PLACE TO START WOULD BE THE BEGINNING COOP! RIGHT AFTER MISS BLACKBURN WAS KIDNAPPED!” Cole sniffed the air again for that scent of douglas firs but could still only smell oil coming from somewhere nearby.

“Well Gordon, Harry and I tracked Earle to Glastonbury Grove. I entered the lodge by myself so I walked through the circle of trees and into a circle of rocks and I stood there, feeling a strong presence swarm around me. Thinking back on it, I remember feeling this presence numerous times in Twin Peaks when I was visited by The Giant or when I saw BOB or the dwarf!

I stood there and suddenly, out of nowhere, red curtains appeared and I walked through them. I stepped into a small room. All around me were red curtains and I could hear a person singing something about sycamore trees ahead of me. I started walking and I felt my body shift and I turned around. I saw my body floating upwards! I looked at my mirror image floating there…it was very strange! I touched my hand and it was cold. I then felt very hot and I took off my coat and laid it on nearby table. I looked around the room and I saw in the corners very small and slight openings, so I went through the one on my right.

“I came into a hallway, lined with drapes again and that same floor from my dream. I would walk down one hallway, enter another hallway or room: it felt like a giant maze. I walked for what seemed a long time and finally I entered a room that I immediately recognized as the one from my dream.” Cooper looked at Truman. “The one where I saw the dwarf and also Laura for the first time!”

Truman nodded his head, entranced by Cooper’s story.

“I entered and saw the singer vanish. I remember sitting down and talking with the Dwarf and then the waiter from the Great Northern came in and handed me a cup of coffee that changed from a solid to a liquid to an oil, or something like that!…….Everything is really fuzzy!”

“THAT’S OKAY, COOP! TRY THE BEST YOU CAN!!”

“The little man was telling me something about the giant and the waiter being one and the same and then being amazed by BOB, who I believe made the coffee change into those different substances. Next thing I know, Laura enters and tells me that she won’t see me again for 25 years.”

Cooper sat there trying to remember what else happened. He knew much more had happened, but he couldn’t quite remember. “Sorry, but I am having a hard time remembering everything. All I remember now were flickering lights and screaming and then seeing Caroline and then Annie and then Earle. Earle said he would take my soul for Annie’s and I agreed and he stabbed me. But then , BOB appeared and he said Earle could not take my soul so he, BOB, was going to take his. That’s when I became afraid and started running through the curtains and….”

Cooper stopped for a moment, looking down at the ground. “I remember seeing my….my….”

His face hardened in what looked to be concentration and he looked back up at his friends, “I remember seeing my body again and my trench coat on the pedestal and then that’s it. The next thing I know, I am in the Great Northern with you and Dr. Hayward,” he glances at Truman.

Cole and Truman lean back in their chairs each taking a deep breath. Cole could smell the oil extremely strong now. “SMELLS LIKE SOMEONE NEEDS TO GET THEIR ENGINE CHECKED OUT, SHERIFF! I SMELL OIL BURNING!”

Truman took a whiff. “Yeah I think I smell it too!”

Cooper said nothing.

“WHAT HAPPENED IN THE BATHROOM, COOP?!”

Cooper smiled and laughed a strange (evil) laugh. “I felt faint, tried to catch myself on the counter, slammed my head into the mirror and went down. That’s all. I was pretty delirious, but I feel better now!”

“So Coop, do you have any idea of what really happened in there?!”

“Well, Harry, I am still trying to figure it out but I believe I was let go by BOB….not sure why. Maybe he was more interested in Earle. Talking about Earle, any reports on him at all?”

“No, Coop….nothing! We have an APB on him, but we haven’t heard a word from anyone nor in the tri-county area,” Truman explained.

Cooper nodded. “I think we will see him again.”

“What do you mean, Coop?”

“BOB took Earle’s soul….he has control of him now.”

“What do you mean, Coop? I still don’t understand,” Truman said.

Cooper turned to Cole and they both nodded in a type of silent non-verbal agreement.

“I READ YOU LIKE A BOOK, COOP! I WILL GET MY AGENTS ON IT FIRST THING IN THE MORNING!”

Cooper yawned and stretched, arms spread out widely. “It’s been a long day, gentleman, and the morning comes early. I’m off to bed to get some rest!”

“GREAT IDEA, COOP!! ALBERT WILL BE UP HERE TOMORROW MORNING READY TO START AN AUTOPSY ON THE BODY IN THE EXPLOSION! YOU KNOW HOW HE HATES TO BE KEPT WAITING!”

“You can say that again!” Truman said standing. The other two followed.

Cole turned to Truman, “I SAID, ‘YOU KNOW HOW ALBERT HATES TO BE KEPT WAITING!”

Truman smiles and replies, “He sure does, Gordon, he sure does.”

“Good night, Sheriff. Are you on your way home or back to the office?” Cooper asked.

“Home…haven’t slept in my bed for a couple of nights now.”

“Great idea!” Cooper said, shaking his hand. “Thanks, Harry.” He placed his other hand tightly on Truman’s shoulder.

“No problem, my friend.” Truman turned and walked off leaving Cole and Cooper on the balcony standing next to a glass-topped table.

Cooper placed his hand on the tabletop and looked at Cole. “Glad you are here tonight, Gordon! We’ll need you for this one!”

“YES COOP, I THINK SO! DO YOU NEED HELP TO YOUR ROOM?”

“No, Gordon, I can make it!”

“ALL RIGHT THEN, GOODNIGHT COOP!” They shook hands and Gordon entered back inside the Great Northern. Cooper let him go and disappear into the hotel.

He stood there feeling the cool night air on his face, his hand still on the table. The moonlight reflected his fingers just slightly on the table.

Cooper made his way to the balcony glass door where he grabbed a hold of the doorknob and turned.

And for a split second, there was a reflection in the glass door’s window. But it wasn’t of Cooper.

Cooper sat in a red chair in the center of a room lined with red curtains that fluttered slowly back and forth. He could hear strange sounds and shuffling feet all around him, echoing here and there. He had no idea how long he had been here….it felt like only minutes, but at the same time, it felt like years! He looked down at his hands and they did seem more wrinkled than before.

He had only seen the dwarf since being pulled away from the final room where his body had been floating. He remembered his evil self pulling at his back, the lights going out and falling over and then he had blacked out and then awoke again in this strange overstuffed red chair with a small table next to it. On top of the table was a Saturn Lamp.

Next to it was another chair and in the middle was red columned-shape table that Cooper recognized from one of his dreams. In the other chair was the dwarf. They looked at each other and the dwarf said, “Is it future? Or is it past?…Do you know who I am?…I am the Arm…And I sound like this…”

The Little Man started making Indian whooping noises that seemed to echo in the room.

The first thing Cooper noticed was that the dwarf wasn’t talking in that strange forward-reverse way. It was perfectly normal now. Then, Cooper looked from the whooping dwarf and to the table where he remembered seeing a ring on it once before.

“Where is the ring?” he asked.

“Someone else has it now.”

“That would indicate that it’s the future.”

“The later events have never been kept a secret,” the dwarf said matter of factly.

“Where am I? And how can I leave?”

“You are here and there is no place to go….” The dwarf says to him, stands up and then shouts, “BUT HOME!”

The lights go off and all Cooper can hear is the sound of the dwarf laughing. A few seconds later, as the voice disappears, the lights come back on.

Now, what seemed like minutes or even hours after seeing the dwarf, Cooper looks around the room, his mouth dry, and wanting something to drink.

“I wish I had some coffee,” he said, his voice falling flat in a room that should have echoed, he thought.

That’s when he heard footsteps coming from the other side of the room behind the curtains. He turned around in his chair to see a sexy and curving figure walking behind the curtain slowly. He could tell the woman was wearing a dress and he could see her long wavy hair laying against her back. The womanly figure reached the edge and parted the curtains.

In walked Laura Palmer, dressed in a black dress, a slit going all the way up the side of her leg and the front showing the valley of her breasts. In her hand, she held a cup of coffee. It was slightly different one than the one she had been wearing when he first entered the lodge and sat down with the Little Man from Another Place.

She walked to Cooper, a smile on her face and handed the white cup to him.

“Black, like the night sky on a moonless night, Agent Cooper.” This time Cooper noticed that she wasn’t talking in that strange backwards-forwards speech. It was perfectly normal, now.

He took it from her slowly and looked at it, afraid she would begin screaming or the coffee would change to oil or something else…something worse.

He raised it to his nose and smelled it. Yes it was coffee…the roasted coffee bean smell filled his head with nostalgia.

He looked up at her again….she was still smiling.

“You are Laura, right?”

Laura smiled even more, showing her white teeth and she starts to laugh.

“Laura Palmer….” Cooper whispers to himself with controlled excitement.

He touched his lips to the coffee cup, listening to Laura’s laugh and tipped the cup. Hot black coffee filled his insides and he felt at peace. He places the cup on the table and Laura walks to him and proceeds to sit on his lap, her right arm swinging around his neck.

Episode Revisions
After releasing the episode in August, I took some suggestions and added a few things, including the prologue, reworked Cooper’s description of the lodge from episode 29, and also changed the ending to align more closely with the FWWM and Episode 29. (August 22, 2001) Added a section of Cooper learning the condition of Annie, Cooper going to see Annie and also changed the health status of Annie (August 24, 2001). Changed and added to Donna’s dialogue at the picnic site; also named the lamp in the BL Saturn Lamp (August 28,2001). Added description of nurse and changed her name. Reworked/added some dialogue (August 29, 2001). Added a little bit more to Cooper waking up (Sept. 1, 2001).

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