Bobby Briggs: Norma, I'll see you in my dreams. Norma Jennings: Not if I see you first.
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Mark Frost
Mark Frost (born November 25, 1953) is an American novelist, screenwriter, director and film producer, best known as a writer for the television series Hill Street Blues and as the co-creator of the television series Twin Peaks. 2Career Frost was a writer for the NBC television series Hill Street Blues. He co-created the ABC television series Twin Peaks and On the Air with David Lynch. He co-wrote and directed the film Storyville, co-wrote Fantastic Four and wrote The Greatest Game Ever Played, based on his book of the same name. His other books on golf are The Match: The Day the Game of Golf Changed Forever, about a 1956 match pitting pros Ben Hogan and Byron Nelson against amateurs Harvie Ward and Ken Venturi, and The Grand Slam, about the 1930 golf season of Bobby Jones. His fictional works include The List of Seven, The Six Messiahs, and The Second Objective. 2Personal life Born in New York City, Frost moved with his family to Los Angeles during his childhood. He is the son of actor Warren Frost, whom he cast as Dr. Hayward in Twin Peaks, and the brother of actress Lindsay Frost and writer Scott Frost. He graduated from the Carnegie Mellon School of Drama in 1975 with a BFA. Frost lives in Ventura County, California with his wife and so
Dale Cooper: Who's the lady with the log? Sheriff Truman: We call her the Log Lady.
Welcome to Twin Peaks. My name is Margaret Lanterman. I live in Twin Peaks. I am known as the Log Lady. There is a story behind that. There are many stories in Twin Peaks — some of them are sad, some funny. Some of them are stories of madness, of violence. Some are ordinary. Yet they all have about…
Behind all things are reasons. Reasons can even explain the absurd. Do we have the time to learn the reasons behind the human being's varied behavior? I think not. Some take time.
Pete Martell: Mr. Cooper, how do you take it? Dale Cooper: Black as midnight on a moonless night.
Sheriff Truman: You know, I think I'd better start studying medicine. Dale Cooper: And why is that? Sheriff Truman: Because I'm beginning to feel a bit like Dr. Watson.
Now, I'd like two eggs, over hard. I know, don't tell me; it's hard on the arteries, but old habits die hard — just about as hard as I want those eggs.
You know, this is—excuse me—a damn fine cup of coffee!
Sometime ideas, like men, jump up and say 'hello'. They introduce themselves, these ideas, with words. Are they words? These ideas speak so strangely. All that we see in this world is based on someone's ideas. Some ideas are destructive, some are constructive. Some ideas can arrive in the form of a…
Through the darkness of future's past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds... 'Fire...walk with me.'
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.
Harry: You know there are plenty of other vets in Twin Peaks. Dale Cooper: Yes but only one has a best friend with one arm. Harry, in the heat of the investigative pursuit the shortest distance between two points is not necessarily a straight line.
Fellas don't drink that coffee! You'd never guess, there was a fish... in the percolator. Sorry.
I don't want there to be any lies between us. It's the secrets people keep that destroy any chance they have of happiness, and I don't want us to be like that.
She said people try to be good but they're really sick and rotten, her most of all, and every time she tried to make the world a better place, something terrible came up inside her and pulled her back down into hell. Took her deeper and deeper into the blackest nightmare. Every time it got harder to…
Sometimes my anger at the fire is evident. Sometimes it is not anger, really. It may appear as such, but could it be a clue? The fire I speak of is not a kind fire.
A drunken man walks in a way that is quite impossible for a sober man to imitate, and vice versa. An evil man has a way, no matter how clever — to the trained eye, his way will show itself.
I think a couple of times he’s tried to kill me. But guess what? As you know, I sure got off on it. Hmm, isn’t sex weird? This guy can really light my F-I-R-E as in red corvette.
All things considered, being shot is not as bad as I always thought it might be. As long as you can keep the fear from your mind. But I guess you can say that about almost anything in life. Its not so bad as long as you can keep the fear from your mind.
In a dream, are all the characters really you? Different aspects of you? Do answers come in dreams?