Lost Highway1997

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 f***ing 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:
[alarmed] How'd you do that?

Mystery Man:
Ask me.

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]

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.