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

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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.

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