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Aug. 13th, 2012 01:15 amWord gets around in a small town: Dale Cooper and the lady in blue who collects stories had dinner in the Timber Room, and he was perhaps more solicitous than usual.
On Monday morning, Sheriff Harry S. Truman calls him into his office. They go over Cooper's caseload, Cooper gives Harry the updates from the ATF and the BLM, and then Harry gets up and closes the door.
With that, Cooper knows what's coming. But he wants to hear Harry say it. And Harry does eventually get around to posing the question. Eventually.
Cooper takes some time. Drinks some coffee.
He says, finally:
"Harry, you know and I know that she wouldn't have said anything at all if she thought it would put Twin Peaks in danger. She said as much to me. And after everything -- I believe her. Is her word good enough for you?"
Harry answers in the affirmative.
Cooper knows what Harry is thinking about: Josie Packard. How she duped Harry (or didn't -- Josie was a victim, a woman who wanted to be loved, a woman who deserved better than the men who controlled her) and hurt him in the service of other men and other agents.
"If you notice anything," Cooper says, slowly, "Harry, I promise to hear you. Is that enough?"
It is. And then Harry asks, tentatively, if they had a nice time.
He could answer Harry with the full truth: that Cooper spent a lot of time being nervous, that the quality of their conversation was, he felt, honest in a way that it has not been in a long time (if it has ever been that kind of honest), that he got to spend a few hours in the company of an uncommonly beautiful woman to whom he could pay honest compliments, that he made her laugh (more than once!), that he is certain he was not punished for his presumption in his dreams, that he doesn't know if this will go anywhere but he intends to find out, that it's been a long time since he's had a reason to feel hopeful.
"We did," Cooper says. "Listen, Harry, about the ATF -- I talked to Herb Byerly last week -- "
It is April 1992, after the conviction of Manuel Noriega, before the Rodney King verdict. Dale Cooper is keeping an eye on state and national newspapers -- the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, the Seattle Times, the New York Times, the Washington Post -- even though they always arrive a day or two late at best. He tells no one. (He never has.)
On Monday morning, Sheriff Harry S. Truman calls him into his office. They go over Cooper's caseload, Cooper gives Harry the updates from the ATF and the BLM, and then Harry gets up and closes the door.
With that, Cooper knows what's coming. But he wants to hear Harry say it. And Harry does eventually get around to posing the question. Eventually.
Cooper takes some time. Drinks some coffee.
He says, finally:
"Harry, you know and I know that she wouldn't have said anything at all if she thought it would put Twin Peaks in danger. She said as much to me. And after everything -- I believe her. Is her word good enough for you?"
Harry answers in the affirmative.
Cooper knows what Harry is thinking about: Josie Packard. How she duped Harry (or didn't -- Josie was a victim, a woman who wanted to be loved, a woman who deserved better than the men who controlled her) and hurt him in the service of other men and other agents.
"If you notice anything," Cooper says, slowly, "Harry, I promise to hear you. Is that enough?"
It is. And then Harry asks, tentatively, if they had a nice time.
He could answer Harry with the full truth: that Cooper spent a lot of time being nervous, that the quality of their conversation was, he felt, honest in a way that it has not been in a long time (if it has ever been that kind of honest), that he got to spend a few hours in the company of an uncommonly beautiful woman to whom he could pay honest compliments, that he made her laugh (more than once!), that he is certain he was not punished for his presumption in his dreams, that he doesn't know if this will go anywhere but he intends to find out, that it's been a long time since he's had a reason to feel hopeful.
"We did," Cooper says. "Listen, Harry, about the ATF -- I talked to Herb Byerly last week -- "
It is April 1992, after the conviction of Manuel Noriega, before the Rodney King verdict. Dale Cooper is keeping an eye on state and national newspapers -- the Seattle Post-Intelligencer, the Seattle Times, the New York Times, the Washington Post -- even though they always arrive a day or two late at best. He tells no one. (He never has.)
