Lost Highway

Lost Highway is a 1997 psychological thriller that was directed by David Lynch.

Dialogue

[The Police speak to Fred on the subject of Video Cameras]
Fred I like to remember things my own way
Detective What do you mean by that?
Fred How I remember them. Not necessarily the way they happened




Mystery Man: We've met before, haven't we?
Fred: I don't think so. Where was it you think we met?
Mystery Man: At your house. Don't you remember?
Fred: No. No, I don't. Are you sure?
Mystery Man: Of course. As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.
Fred: What do you mean? You're where right now?
Mystery Man: At your house.
Fred: [pause]That's fucking crazy, man.
Mystery Man: Call Me. Dial your number. Go ahead.
[Fred dials the number and the Mystery Man answers]
Mystery Man: [over the phone] I told you I was here.
Fred: [amused] How'd you do that?
Mystery Man: Ask me.
[Fred remembers the anonymous video tapes]
Fred: [angrily into the phone] How did you get inside my house?
Mystery Man: You invited me. It is not my custom to go where I am not wanted.
Fred: [into the phone] Who are you?
[Both Mystery Men laugh mechanically]
Mystery Man: [over the phone] Give me back my phone.
[Fred gives the phone back]
Mystery Man: It's been a pleasure talking to you.





Mr. Eddy:
- You like pornos ?
Pete:
- Pornos ?
Mr. Eddy:
- Give you a boner?
Pete:
- No thanks, Mr Eddy
Mr. Eddy:
- Suit yourself, champ
 
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