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NARRATOR: Previously on
Bates Motel...

The only reason
that you are here

is because I don't
know how to help you.

NORMAN: Stuffing me in here...
I don't forgive you.

I have never been so
disappointed in anyone.

Norman.

CONNIE: By the authority
vested in me,

I now pronounce you
husband and wife.

(GASPS)

Who would do this?

DR. EDWARDS:
Have you been
in therapy before?

How long does
this go on for?

Can I just leave?

I'd rather you didn't.

NORMAN: / don't know
what happened before.

I just black out.

But I can't do this anymore.

(RUSTLING)

NORMA: Are you sure
we should be
cleaning this up?

Maybe we should dust
for prints or something.

They wore gloves, Norma.
There's no prints.

They? Who's they?

They, he, she,
whoever it was.

Well, did they have to break
my favorite window?

That's mean.
That's personal.

What the hell, Alex?
I have been so good.
I've totally kept to myself.

All I've been thinking
about is Norman and
getting him better.

I've been busy marrying you.
I haven't had time
to piss anyone off.

What if it's
Bob Paris again?

No, it's not Bob.

How do you know?

Because it's an amateur move.
It's sloppy. It's...

It's pretty aggressive.

It's about me.

Why? What did you do?

Nothing. I... (SIGHS)

Look, there are
all these people in

the drug trade who got
rolled up by the DEA.

I'm just trying to clean up
the loose ends right now,

and that pisses
some people off.

So... Hazards of
marrying a sheriff.
I'm sorry.

Are you in danger?
No, no, no.

This is... It's a nuisance.
It's not a threat, all right?

And I'm sorry
about the window.
We're gonna get that fixed.

All right.
Okay.

(SIGHS)

(TURNS ON RADIO)

(SOFT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

I'm just, uh, looking
for someone who can
replicate this exactly.

Do you have a window guy?

Not that kind of window guy.

Can I just
leave you my info?

You can maybe ask around,
see if anyone
might want to help me?

Sure.

My name is Norma Bates.

I run the Bates Motel
out on Highway 88,

and the stained glass window
is not for the motel below.

It's for my home above.
Thank you for all your help.

And so
the blackouts have to be

physiological in
some way, I think.

I did have an MRI,
which didn't show anything,

but maybe I should
have another one.

I'm not trying
to make an excuse.

I probably do need
to be on medication,

and that's something
that I'm willing to try.

Uh...

Yes,
I obviously made a mistake

when I said that
my mother kills people.

My mother and I
have a very typical

teenage boy/mother
relationship, I think.

How do you like
the food here?

Uh, the food is all right,
not as good as at home.

Is your mother
a good cook?

Oh, yes.

Boy, is she
the absolute best!

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Why did you use
the word "typical"

to describe
your relationship?

Oh, well,
I think I just meant normal.

Is that important to you,

having your relationship
described as normal?

No. No, I just don't think
that we are abnormal.

Yes, we're close,
but we had to be.

You know my
father died, right?

I do. Were you two close?

No.

Yeah. Yeah, I mean,
I didn't, uh...

He was my father.
I loved him lots,

but he was just
always at work.

And when he died,

there just wasn't anyone else
for my mother to lean on,

and so it was very important
that she knew she
could rely on me.

Was that hard for you?

No. Gosh, no.

It was never a burden.
She is my mother,

and my mother's
an incredibly special person.

She can be so hopeful,

so very optimistic that
people will be good to her,

and just sometimes
they can take advantage.

(BREATHING SHAKILY)

Sorry, I just, um...

I just don't like
leaving her alone.

I understand being
worried about her,

but is it possible
that your mother is happy

that you're taking this time
to think about yourself?

Maybe.

Probably, yes,

but I still just can't stand

that I've added to
the list of things
that make her suffer.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Welcome home.

I thought I'd at least
get a parade or something.

Yeah, well, the marching
band is in the back.

(EMMA CHUCKLES)

I'm so happy to be home,

although, I guess,
not for long, right?

Well, it's not sold yet,
but we do have
a renter interested.

Don't worry about it.

Oh...

One step at a time,
baby girl.

Right now we're here.
We're together.

We made it.

Come on.
I've got some tea on.

Tea, Dylan?

Tea?

Yeah.

So, uh, what time do
you need me tomorrow?

Uh, Chris will let you
know in the morning.

(CLICKS TONGUE)
Oh, um...

I was just wondering
if it would be possible

for me to make a phone call.

I know I need permission.

Who do you want to call?

My friend Emma.

She's got CF

and has just had
a lung transplant, so...

Of course. I'll add
your name to the list.

ON VOICEMAIL:
Hello, it's Norma Bates.

Leave a message,
and I'll call you back.

(BEEPS)

Hi, it's me.

Um...

I, uh, just wanted to say
that I hope you're doing okay,

getting through everything,

and I'm sorry.
(VOICE BREAKING)

I think you were
right about...

I've been confused
about things and, uh...

But I'm really working
hard to get better now.
I really think I can do it.

I miss you very much,
and I love you.

(SIGHS)

I know I still look like her,

but I don't feel
like her anymore.

What do you feel like?

I'm sorry.
It's okay. (LAUGHS)

You okay?
No, it's just a little sore.

I think that's my
dad's not-so-subtle way

of telling me to
get back into bed.

(CLEARS THROAT)

(SIGHS)

You want me to
help you with those?

Are you that desperate
to see me naked?

Maybe.

Well, um,
you're gonna have to wait.

Like the doctor said,
four to six weeks.

Wait. You asked him
when we could...

I'll, uh,
put it in my phone.

(CHUCKLES) Okay. Get out.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

(PHONE BEEPS)

Hello?

MAN: Dr. Edwards?
Speaking.

This is Mac Dixon
over at the Pineview Station.

I just wanted to
follow up about the Bales boy.

Yes, yes. Thank you.
Any news?

Yeah.

We looked into all that.

Uh...

My opinion is
the claim made
by your patient

is not grounded in
any kind of reality.

His mother, Norma Bates,
has no record.

The Bradley Martin girl,
that was a suicide,
and that teacher,

Uh, Blaire Watson,
she was murdered,
knife to the throat,

but there's a man
doing 20 years
in County for that.

Now, Audrey Decody,

well, we haven't
located her yet,

but unless you've
got new information,

uh, I'm inclined to
label it a false alarm.

Actually,
Norman denies the claim now.

Well, there you go.

You take care now.

(LINE DISCONNECTS)

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS) She's asleep.

Good. She needs it.
You're not gonna
join us for dinner?

No. No, not tonight.

Come on. It's Emma's
first night home.

Yeah. No, I know.
It's just, um...

I've got to be in
Seattle early tomorrow
for a job interview.

Does this have
anything to do

with my daughter asking you
to go with us when we move?

Yeah, well, um,

I'd like to go.

What's the job interview?

It's an assistant
manager position
at a hops distributor.

You know, I think
it's something
that I'd be good at.

I mean, it's got
a lot of the same kind

of work and stuff that
I was doing with the...

The marijuana trade?

Yeah. Unfortunately,
I can't put that on a resume.

Lie. Everybody does it.

I thought I was supposed
to be trying to go legit.

Yeah, but sometimes
to do that,

you've got to get
creative with the past.

I tell you what. Put down
that you've worked
at Artful Artifacts.

Firm handshake,
look them in the eye...

And lie.

(CHUCKLES)

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Yes?

I heard you have
a stained glass problem.

I'm here from Sam's Hardware.

NORMA: Um...

You do stained glass?

Well,
my primary material is iron,

but I don't have much occasion
to work with glass,

and people
around here don't put

much of a premium
on that kind of work.

Not that I'm only
motivated by economics.

It's just that I like to
make art that's wanted.

May I see the piece, please?

Um, yeah, come on in.

Thank you.

It's, uh, back here.

Oh.

I've always
admired the Queen Anne.

The house?

Very popular at the turn
of the 20th century.

That's when they
invented the jigsaw.

Let people make
fine wooden detail
at a fraction of the cost.

Oh, I never knew that.
I love the style.

I know it's not very
fashionable these days.

I didn't get your name.

Hogan... Chick.
People call me Chick.

Chick. I'm Norma.

Yeah, it's this way.

Well, now,
that is a shame.

We had a break-in.

Of course, they didn't break
any of the boring windows.

Ugh. Unnecessarily mean.

I have a picture here
SO you can see the pattern.

Mmm.

Oh, careful.

You learn exactly
how much an edge can take
before it'll cut you.

I'm not in the interest
of getting myself hurt.

Well, if you
don't mind me asking,
what happened to you?

No, I don't mind.

There was a dog in the road,
and I swerved off the road
to avoid killing it.

Flipped the car three times.

When I woke up,
the dog was licking my face.

That's awful.

Yeah, well,

I suppose we all have
those moments in life

where everything
changes in a second.

So do you think
you can help me?

I'd like very much
to help you,
and I think I can, yes.

So did you manage
many employees
at Artful Artifacts?

Uh...

Uh, not exactly.

No, it's a, um...

That's a...
It's a pretty small store.

So this leadership
experience, uh...

Look, that paper's
not gonna tell you
why I can do this job.

You see,
when I first moved
to White Pine Bay,

there weren't a lot
of traditional jobs,

you know, but there
was one main industry,

marijuana.

We, uh, (CLEARS THROAT)

had a group of
about 20 artisanal growers
who processed through us,

and then we
distributed their product
all across the country.

Our sales model was actually
really similar to yours.

But the point is that
I moved from a security
position to an office

in less than a year.

That's impressive.
Why isn't it on your resume?

Look, Vic, I get it, okay?
I'm a questionable candidate,

but I'm qualified.

All right, you have no reason
to take a chance on me,

but if you do,
I promise I won't disappoint.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Hey.
Hey!

So last night,
you crossed a line,

trashed my house,
and you scared my wife.

Okay, wait. Last night,
I was at the Lights
of Winter Festival.

You saw me there.
Stop it. Stop it.

Sorry, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Stop it.
I don't have the damn key.
Stay out of our house.

(SIGHS)

Remember when you asked
if the DEA was onto you?

Well, they called me
to ask about you,

if I knew you
personally or if I had

any knowledge of
you laundering money.

They're sniffing around.
They're fishing.

I don't think they
have anything on you,
but just be aware.

I don't want to go to prison.

Are you sure that
you don't have that key?

Yeah, I'm sure.

And leave Norma and
her house alone, okay?
I think you understand me.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)

Julian.

Julian,
I'm so glad to see you.
I wasn't sure where they...

I'm sorry they
did this to you.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Norman?

Mom.

Ah.
Oh!

Norman. Oh, sweetheart.

(EXHALES)

NORMA: It's very
peaceful here, Norman.

Yes, I suppose so.

I really appreciate
your message. I hope
it's okay that I came.

It's more than okay, Mother.

How are things
going in therapy?

(SIGHS)

What is it, sweetheart?

It's just Dr. Edwards
wants to know
all these personal things.

Well, that's his job,
isn't it?

To ask about you,
find out who you are?

I know, but...

I just don't want to betray
your confidence, Mother.

What are you
worried about saying?

He asked about Dad.

He asked if we were close,
and I accidentally said no.

It's not easy
losing your father
at such a young age.

You know,
you never had the time
to get to know him.

No, I did get to know him.

He was not a very nice man.

Does it matter?

Dr. Edwards would
probably think so.

Dr. Edwards' job is to
make you feel better,
not worse.

You know,
you don't need to remember
the hurtful things, Norman.

Your father is dead.
He's dust. He's nothing.

You understand?

I understand.

People here,
they can be so crazy.

Show the doctor that
you're feeling better,

and then we can get
you out of here, okay?

Okay.

I love you, honey.

I love you, too.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON CAR STEREO)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Oh, Chick.
(CHICK GRUNTING)

Hi, let me help you.

No! No. (COUGHS)

It's important for my
sense of self that I do it.

Okay.

You can't possibly
be done with it.

No, no. I had a, you know,
moment of clarity,

and I wanted to run it
by you before I wasted
any more time.

Oh. Well, come sit down.

(COUGHS)
So the best version...

(GRUNTS)

The best version
of your window
is not for me

to just recreate
somebody else's work.

It's for me to be
inspired by that work
and then create something else

that has its own life
and purpose and integrity

and reason for being.

So take a look at that.

You came up with this?

Yeah, see,
the light in your house,
it narrows, right?

So the light will
bleed through this design
a little more kindly.

You know,
I've never had someone

create something
for me before.

This is beautiful.

(SCOFFS) Huh.

You know,
the funny thing is, uh,

yesterday, when I was
looking at your photos,

something in my brain
just went click.

I know your son, Dylan.

Oh, really?
Yeah.

Oh, it's a small world.

Yeah, we're neighbors.

No kidding?
Loosely.

I thought he had
a team of people
helping him out there.

What was... The guy
with the bloodshot eyes,
what was his name?

Gunner.

Yeah, Gunner.

And then, uh, Caleb.

Mmm.

That guy seemed
like he knew
what he was doing,

and then he split.
(SPITS)

Yeah, well, my brother
hasn't always been
the most reliable.

Huh.

That was your brother?

That explains a lot.

(SHIVERS)

You know, I'm sorry.
I hate to rush off,

but just realized
I forgot something
in the oven.

No, no, no. Rush off.

Rush on. (GRUNTS)

Okay. (STAMMERS)

But it's beautiful.
Love it.
Oh, thanks.

All right.

I'll be seeing you, Norma.

Yeah.

Huh.

So in group this morning,
I offered some advice,

uh, well, support,
I guess, to Lisa,

and I really understood
what she was saying,

and it just made me
feel more connected.

So I'm just
feeling really positive,

I guess,
in a really good mood.

Why do you
think that is?

Uh...

Oh, well, it was wonderful
to see my mother yesterday.

Did you ask her
to come and visit?

No. No, actually,
it was unexpected.

Uh...

Yes, I was not exactly
kind to her the last time
she came here.

I was angry,
and I took it out on her,

but she was actually
just worried about me.

She wanted me to get help,
and now that I am,

we're both feeling
really hopeful, I think.

Norman,

I want to ask you a question
that I think you might
find confusing at first.

Okay.

Is it possible your mother
wasn't here yesterday?

What?

Just consider, Norman.
That's all I'm asking.

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

You're asking me to
consider that I made up
my mother being here?

No, not that you made it up,
but that it didn't
happen like how it felt.

No, the truth is
that I think she came
because I called her.

I know you called her, Norman,
and I'm not angry about it.

You checked up on me?

You know that
you're monitored.

It's part of the process
of being here.

We checked the number
of the person being called.

It was your
mother's cell number.

Yes, well, okay.
Well, then,
if I am monitored,

then I think you should know
that my mother was here.

I mean, we just went out
for a walk in the grounds.

It's not like
we were hiding.

What?

That's how I know
she wasn't here.

I get an e-mail every day
with a list of all

the visitors my patients see.
She wasn't on it.

Well, then, she just
didn't check in, all right?

My mother can be
very obstinate
when it comes to rules.

Norman, listen to me.

People will search
for comfort in an
unknown environment.

We can miss people
so much that it feels

like they're with us
even when they're not.

But I actually felt her.
She held me, okay?

It was her laugh, her voice.

I know it felt
incredibly real.

It was real.

Tell me
what you talked about.

No.

No, actually,
I'm not gonna do that
because you think I'm crazy.

No, I don't think
you're crazy.

Okay, listen, it's your job
to make me feel better,
not worse, okay?

She told me that
you would do this.
She told me that.

Wait, Norman.
Norman. Norman.

Please, just stay with me.
Let me out.

Let me out!
Let me out! Hey, help!

Help! Somebody help!

Norman.

(PANTING)

Breathe, Norman.

Breathe, Norman.

Breathe.

Breathe in.
(INHALES)

Two.

Three.

(EXHALES)

Out.

Two.

Three.

Four.

You have a very
soothing voice.

Did they teach you
that at medical school,

or were you
just born that way?

How do you feel now?

How do you want me to feel?

Do you think you
can sit back down
and finish our session?

I could.

Or would you
prefer me to lie down?

You can if you like.

It's a very
vulnerable position.
I can see the appeal.

But I think I'd rather
look you in the face.

(CLEARS THROAT)

So where were we?

Do you mind if
I ask a question?

That's why we're here,
isn't it?

What do you think
about Norman?

I think he is a very weak,
confused boy,

easy for people to
take advantage of.

Is that what you
feel I'm doing?

I think you think
you're helping,

but that's
your ego in action.

Hmm.

If you want to know
what's really
wrong with Norman,

you should talk to the person
who knows him best.

And that's you?

Of course it is.
I'm his mother.

(KEYS JANGLING)

Hey, there, Sheriff.

What are you...
You can't be here.

I told the DEA
I don't know you.

What are you doing?
I can't believe
you got married.

(LAUGHS)

You said you were
never gonna get married.

It's my fault. (SCOFFS)

I mean, I should know
when a guy says that,

it just means he's
never gonna marry you.

Rebecca...

(SIGHS)

Oh, no, wait.
No, no. No worries.

Oh, I'm being stupid.

Um...

Go home. (LAUGHS)
Go to your wife.

Whatever it is she's got,

(SIGHS)

must be something.

Do you get benefits?

Probably.

That's so sexy.

Yeah, well,
I don't officially
have the job yet, so...

I can't believe you told him
you were a drug dealer.

Marijuana
distribution manager.

I might have kicked you out
of the office at that point.

(LAUGHS) Yeah, well,
I was never gonna be

smart enough
to work for you, so...

Well, I'm glad you
told him the truth
and that it went well.

I'm proud of you, Dylan.

What's up?

Yesterday my scar
didn't really hurt.

I was just embarrassed
that I have one.

Emma.
No, it's hideous.

No, it's not.

You haven't seen it.

I don't care.

Well, I do.

You know,
I hated my oxygen tank,

but that was
never a part of me.

This is, and I don't want it
to have power over me

or over how I feel
when I'm with you,

so I just want
to get it over with.

(SIGHS)

It's gross, huh?

Dylan.

You see this one?

It's a bullet wound
from when that
bastard Shelby shot me.

(SNIFFLES)

And...

Plowed down by a car.

Yeah, that one...
That one might have
been my fault, but...

Don't get hit
by any more cars.

Deal.
And what about this one?

This one was a...

(CLEARS THROAT)

(IMITATES QUINT FROM JAWS)
Tiger shark.
Yeah, a 13-footer.

What?

Sometimes, you know, Chief,

a shark, he looks into you,
looks into your eyes...

(LAUGHS)
What? Why are you laughing?

I'm sorry.
This is important stuff.

Okay.
Why are you laughing?

(CLEARS THROAT)

The thing about a shark...
(SNICKERS)

Oh, come on.

(LAUGHS)

How are you gonna
survive a shark attack
if you can't listen?

I will blow it up with
a gas tank. I'll be fine.

I hate to tell you,
but it was an oxygen tank.

Oh.
Yeah.

NORMA: (SINGING)
Dear, when you smiled at me

I heard a melody

It haunted me from the start

Something inside of me

Started a symphony

Zing went the strings

Of my heart

Heart

(STOPS PLAYING)

When did you sneak in?

I just heard you play.
I didn't want you to stop.

(SIGHS)

Sorry you had to hear me
butcher that song.
It's been in my head all day.

No, I liked it.

I think I found an amazing guy
to fix the window.

Yeah?
It might be even
more beautiful.

He's a real artist.
Oh, that's great.

Yeah.

The break-in might have been
a blessing in disguise.

Have you found out
anything more about it?

Yeah. Yeah, actually,
it's, uh, handled.

Did you kill Bob Paris?

Why? Why did you do it?

I had no choice.

Hey.

I just wanted to
check in on you.
I know it was a big day.

It was. I'm sorry
I got so emotional.

You know you
blacked out, right?

Headache?

Yeah.
It's a common side effect.

The nurse can give
you some ibuprofen,
and sleep should help.

I never want you to
feel alone here, Norman.

We'll figure this out.

Okay?
All right.

All right, see you tomorrow.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

It's like you
have a sixth sense.
I was just thinking about you.

What do you think about
adding an iron railing
to the front stairs?

It's in keeping
with the era, right?

Huh.

I have this thing.
It's like my mantra.

I never want to be
out of integrity with myself.

That's my thing.
Sure.

You know that
story that I told you

about the car and
the dog licking my face?

Yeah.

It wasn't true.

(SLURPS) Mmm.

And I'm out of
integrity with myself,

and you don't
deserve that, Norma.

It's okay.
Don't worry about it.

We did not meet
by accident.

We were both hurt
by the same person.

You said that
Caleb was your brother.

But when Caleb
introduced himself,
it was as Dylan's father.

I mean, I only put this
all together yesterday,

but there aren't
that many ways that
that adds up, right?

I... (STAMMERS)

You're probably confused.
He's... Caleb's crazy.

Mmm.

Do you want to be
out of integrity
with yourself, Norma?

I want you to leave.

Why? Just 'cause you
slept with your brother?

Are you ashamed
because he raped you?

Or are you ashamed
because you loved him?

Huh.

What do you want?

Caleb beat me,
stole my money,

drove off
my wife and child.

He had no idea
the cause and effect
of his actions,

but that does not
remove responsibility.
He disappeared.

I want to know
where he is, Norma,
and I want you to tell me.

You want to kill him?

Is that what you want?

No.

Why not?

I mean,
there must have been times
when you thought,

"If I was just stronger,
if I had a knife..."

I mean, why not?
That would feel good,
right?

After all this time,
just to...

Maybe you don't
know what you want.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Um...

(CRYING)

Please, I...

I don't know where he is.
Listen.

It's okay.
You can think about it.

You think about
what you need,

and I'll think about
what I need.

Okay.