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- [ Beeps ] - [ Whirring ]

[ Horn Honks ]

[ Horn Honks ]

Well, the mattress is soft.

And there's hangers in the closet,

and stationery with "Bates Motel" printed on it...

in case you want to make your friends back home feel envious.

And the, uh--

- Over there. - The bathroom.

Yeah.

Well, if you want anything,

just-- just tap on the wall.

- I'll be in the office. - [ Woman ] Thank you, Mr. Bates.

[ Man ] Norman Bates.

[ Woman #2 ] Go tell her...

she will not be appeasing her ugly appetites with my son.

Or do I have to tell her 'cause you don't have the guts?

Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy?

[ Norman ] Shut up! Shut up!

[ Woman #1 ] Do you go out with friends?

[ Norman ] Well, a boy's best friend is his mother.

- [ Screaming ] - [ Screaming ]

Why can't you use a clock radio like normal people?

[ Woman #1 Whimpering, Moaning ]

?? [ Boy Singing ]

?? [ Singing Continues ]

[ Screaming ]

Aaah!

You know, one of these days, Harry,

you're gonna scare yourself to death.

Think about it.

[ Girl On TV ] Brad, stop that. Brad.

[ With TV, High-pitched ] Brad?

What was that sound?

[ Deeper Voice ] Just my heart beating with love for you, Helen.

[ High-pitched ] No, I'm serious. I heard something.

Over there, behind that... tombstone.

[ Deeper Voice ] Wait a second.

I'll go look.

[ High-pitched ] Brad? Brad?

- [ Screaming ] - [ Horn Honks ]

[ Girl ] I hate you! Get away from me!

- [ Horn Honks ] - [ Boy Laughs ] Come on! It's just me.

[ Girl ] Give it. Give it to me.

Give it-- You're so mean.

Give me my bag.

[ Boy Laughs ]

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[ Crickets Chirping ]

They were trendy, they were shallow...

and they partied beyond the grave.

They were-- ? Bam, bam, bam, bam ?

Fraternity of the Undead!

And she loved it.

[ Woman ] Harry, don't forget to put the lid on tight.

Something's been getting into the trash.

Right, Mom.

[ Growls ]

[ Growling ]

Um, are you dudes, like, also really into Putt-Putt?

Hey, say, aren't fraternities great?

The association of men bound together...

by common ideals and aspirations--

- [ Shouts ] - [ Growling ]

And out of that association...

arises a close, personal relationship...

which makes them unselfishly seek...

to advance one another in the arts of life,

like alcohol and substance abuse.

[ Woman ] Did you hear me?

[ Girl ] Mary Dena's gonna go with Kevin Richards.

Oh! He is so hot!

- Hey, Har, how about shooting some hoops later? - I'm going to the movies.

[ Boy ] Surprise.

[ Boy #2 ] Harry, only molds grow in the dark.

You gotta get some sun.

Get out. Work your body and develop yourself.

No girl's gonna wanna be seen with a half-baked loser wimp.

[ Mother ] This dance is for the entire school,

- isn't it, Holly? - [ Girl ] Mm-hmm.

[ Mother ] Why don't you take some nice girl to the dance, Harry?

Oh, please.

The last time, all he talked about...

was being cloned from alien seed pods.

That's better than bowling and miniature golf.

[ Boy #2 ] Let's face facts.

Harry is a closet sociopath.

And I think it's time we all admitted that to ourselves,

and put Harry in an institution.

Honey, taste this. I think it's bad.

Mom! No!

[ Crackling ]

[ Gagging ]

Oh, Honey. It was bad.

Harry, you saved me.

[ Gagging Continues ]

That is the most selfless thing I have ever seen.

Gosh, Harry. We were wrong about you.

You're not a geek at all.

This you want to send to a homecoming dance?

[ Whispering ] Thomas, talk to your son.

Harry-- [ Clears Throat ]

you stay up all night watching movies, and then you sleep all day.

We're concerned, Harry,

that you're losing the boundary between reality and fiction.

Dad, the boundary between reality and fiction is here.

No, Harry! Potatoes are not up here.

Houses are not up here. Families are not up here.

They're real. Life is real, Harry.

Your mind is so hopelessly warped with fiction...

that life is just a station break to you now.

Sixty seconds to go grab a sandwich, and back into oblivion.

And you're getting worse.

[ Doorbell Rings ]

- I'll get it. - Don't you move a muscle.

Okay. Nothing juicy till I get back.

Kate Bergman called today...

at 11:00, 1:15, and 4:07 p.m.

11:00? Are you sure?

[ Clucks Tongue ] Why don't you call her, Harry?

What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid of anything.

It's Kate Bergman... for Harry.

Um, were you eating?

No.

[ Kate Sighs ]

Harry, um, I didn't want to bother you.

I called a couple of times, but I guess you were busy.

You called?

[ Chuckles ] My mom--

She never writes anything down.

Yeah, well, I'm having this party on Friday night,

and...

I was hoping you could come.

No.

- No? - I mean, uh, I can't.

I'm-- I'm busy.

I'm... getting braces.

Braces, really? But your teeth are beautiful.

It was a football injury.

Do you play football?

No, I watch it.

[ Chuckles ]

Is it your birthday or something?

- You knew? - Call it a feeling.

I'm sorry you don't have time to stay.

Don't I?

Do you?

No, I suppose I don't.

I'm sorry.

[ Door Opens ]

Happy birthday, Kate.

Happy braces, Harry.

You are a total dipstick, Harry.

She likes you.

It all feels so outta control sometimes.

I don't know how anything's gonna turn out.

Life ain't a movie, Harry.

I mean, you know, you can never be sure how it's gonna go.

Imagine what it would be like if we all knew...

exactly what was going to happen to us, Harry.

Better to live and learn, and write your own happy ending.

Well, maybe I don't want what you want.

Maybe I don't want kids and bills and a boring job...

and the same thing day after day after day!

Maybe I want my life to be different.

I want adventure, and nothing's going to keep me from it.

[ Mother ] Where are you going?

I'm going to the movies!

[ Dog Barking ]

[ Panting ]

Please, God,

why can't life be as good as a movie?

Just once, why can't it be as good?

One, please.

- Why? - Excuse me?

[ Harry ] When was this place remodeled?

I'd thought this theater was closed.

I guess I was mistaken.

What the hell?

[ Rain Pattering ]

[ Panting ]

This can't be happening.

Harry, wake up. It's just a movie.

Wake up, Harry.

[ Electrical Crackling ]

[ Screaming ]

Oh, no.

Oh, no!

I-It's what's-her-name's dress--

the shower lady.

"Marion Crane."

Norman Bates chops her into taco filling in the shower,

and this is her dress,

and what am I doing in it?

Aaah!

[ Woman's Voice ] Do you understand, boy?

Go on. Go tell her...

she will not be appeasing her ugly appetites with my food or my son!

Or do I have to tell her 'cause you don't have the guts?

Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy?

[ Norman ] Shut up! Shut up!

[ Panting, Whimpering ]

Come on!

- [ Horn Honks ] - [ Whimpers ]

[ Keys Jingle ]

[ Whimpering, Panting ]

[ Pounding ]

Oh, no.

[ Footsteps Approaching ]

- [ Whimpers ] - [ Squeaking ]

Norman!

No, N-Norman!

Norman, it's your mother-- She's made you crazy!

Norman-- Norman, don't do this.

[ Sobs, Moans ]

Please, God, I take it back.

I don't want a movie.

I don't want to know what'll happen in life.

I'll never ask. I'll never even wonder.

Please, I don't want a movie.

[ Screams ] No!

Please, I take it back!

I take it back! I take it back! Oh, please, God!

[ Screaming ]

[ Screaming Continues ]

- [ Thuds ] - Oh! Ow! [ Coughs ]

[ Groans ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Panting ]

[ Coughing ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Laughing, Sobbing ]

I'm back. I'm back. I'm back! I'm ba--

Thank you! Thank you!

Kate!

Kate!

Hi.

- Hello, Harry. - Hi.

- D�j� vu. - [ Woman ] Honey, what is it?

Oh, it's okay, Mom. It's only Harry.

I'm sorry I don't have time to stay.

Bye, Harry.

Kate. Kate.

A-Are you busy tonight?

Tonight? [ Scoffs ]

Harry, it's 9:30.

Oh.

Tomorrow?

- Why? - I don't know.

I thought we might... play some miniature golf.

Miniature golf?

I love miniature golf.

[ Both Laugh ]

- Ha-Have you ever been to-- - [ Together ] Putt-Putt?

- [ Kate ] Yes! I have! - Do you know the putt with the volcano?

- The volcano! I know. - I got a hole in one on the volcano last week.

- My best friend and I can never do it-- - I'll take you.

- Jackie. Never. Never. - We will do it tomorrow.

- No way! - We will get a hole in one. I can do it.

You stand there for hours trying to get that one--

[ Chattering ]