Lost Highway (1997)
Bill Pullman: Fred Madison
Mystery Man : We've met before, haven't we.
Fred Madison : I don't think so. Where was it you think we met?
Mystery Man : At your house. Don't you remember?
Fred Madison : No. No, I don't. Are you sure?
Mystery Man : Of course. As a matter of fact, I'm there right now.
Fred Madison : What do you mean? You're where right now?
Mystery Man : At your house.
Fred Madison : That's fucking crazy, man.
Mystery Man : Call me. Dial your number. Go ahead.
Fred Madison : Dick Laurent is dead...
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 Madison : [amused] How'd you do that?
Mystery Man : Ask me.
[Fred's facial expression turns from amused to serious as he's clearly rembering the anonymous video tapes]
Fred Madison : [angrily into the phone] How did you get inside my house?
Mystery Man : [voice] You invited me. It is not my custom to go where I am not wanted.
Fred Madison : [into the phone] Who are you?
[Both Mystery Men laugh mechanically]
Mystery Man : [voice] Give me back my phone.
[Fred gives the cell phone back to the man in front of him]
Mystery Man : It's been a pleasure talking to you.
Fred Madison : Who the hell owns that dog?
Fred Madison : How did you meet that asshole Andy, anyway?
Renee Madison : It was a long time ago. I met him at this place called Moke's. We... became friends. He told me about a job...
Fred Madison : What job?
Renee Madison : Ah... I don't remember. Anyway, Andy's okay.
Fred Madison : Yeah well, he's got some fucked-up friends.