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Cooper is sitting on the edge of the table in the conference room, arms folded loosely. He's giving the chalkboard a hard stare.

There's nothing currently on the chalkboard.

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"Thanks," he says again, taking his coffee.

A moment later, Lucy peeks in and sets cup of coffe in front of him. In a styrofoam to-go cup.

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Cooper finishes putting the sample of sand in his pocket, and beams at Lucy. "I don't know how you do it -- " He does. " -- and Lucy, I can't tell you how much I begin to appreciate it. Any idea where Harry is?"

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"He's in his office--Hawk just went in there," she says. "Do you need to see him?"

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Cooper shakes his head as he reaches for his coat, folded over a chair. "If he asks -- let him know that I've gone out. If I'll be longer than an hour or so, I'll call."

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"Okay, Agent Cooper. Be careful, they're resurfacing the main road and I heard on the radio there's a skunk hanging around the detour." Lucy waves as she goes for the ringing switchboard.

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Cooper takes the long way around.



The Briggs house is only a few houses down from his. He parks at home, and walks.

A few blocks up is where Leland Palmer accosted him in the dark.

Today there's sun. Cooper is glad of it.

He knocks on the front door.

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Major Briggs opens the door--about two inches.

There's a thump and a rattle as the knob catches on something, and he pulls the door back and forth a bit.

"Uh--excuse me--"

"There," he says, opening the door all the way. "I was putting something from the closet, here, and the door was getting in the way. Please, come in."

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Cooper steps through. "Hawk told me you wanted me to stop by. Is there anything wrong?"

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"I'm not sure," the Major says. "Something... off, perhaps. Please, step into my office."

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"I'm sure it goes without saying that what I'm about to show you is classified." There are four folders on the desk. "As you know, the purpose of Project Blue Book is to monitor certain unusual signals found in this part of the country, coming not from the sky, but from the ground. From the woods themselves."

"We use radio telescopes for this. Now, this is a radio telescope read out from an observatory in Oregon, showing what we normally expect to get as readings in an isolated area like Twin Peaks. Take a look at that--it forms a sort of baseline."

"And this is a normal reading here in Twin Peaks, from two years ago."

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There's a difference in the two readings, he can see that much.

Cooper looks up from the folders to Major Briggs, and nods, once.

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"Now, this third folder is the set of readings I showed you a few weeks ago, when the signal fell into a steady, repeating--and inexplicable--pattern. 'The owls are not what they seem.'"

He picks up the fourth file; taps it against the desk. "And these were taken this morning." He hands it over. "Notice anything?"

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"...these match the baseline readings." His brow furrows. "Or closely enough for government work. As the saying goes."

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"Yes," the Major says simply. "And these signals have been consistent for the last seventeen days."

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Seventeen days ago, as Twin Peaks reckons it, Harry Truman pulled Dale Cooper -- and Josie Packard -- into Glastonberry Grove.

Under the sycamore trees.

"Any idea what to make of this?" Cooper asks, eyes on the contents of the fourth folder.

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"Absolutely none, I'm afraid," Major Briggs says. "I had hoped you might be able to make some sense of it."

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For a long moment Cooper doesn't say anything.

Then, slowly: "I should have something for you in a few days. Hopefully no longer than a week."

Between the lab, these readouts, and a consultation with a person or two in Milliways --

Cooper's just trying to get proof of what he already knows to be true, intuitively. Proof, and clarity, and an explanation.

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Major Briggs nods. He looks impressed. "I suspected I could count on you, Agent Cooper."

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"Glad to help," he says, and he means it, but he can't get Hawk's words out of his head.

People were killed for this land. Wiped out, as if they never existed.

If this is a natural process -- there's not likely to be any stopping it.

Cooper has a feeling he's not going to be sleeping easily tonight.