01x01 - First You Dream, Then You Die

[bunniefuu]

Mom?

[Steam hissing]

[Liquid bubbling]

Dad?

Mom!

Mom?

Mom! Mom, open the door!

[Pounding on door]

Mom!

What is it, Norman?

It's dad. He's--hurry!

[Whimpering]

Dad? Dad? Dad?

Dad...

Norman...

[Cries]

Norman?

[Cries]

Norman.

Oh, honey. I'm so sorry.

Dad.

This is the part where you say, "Mother, this is beautiful.

"I am so happy we're moving here.

You are so smart to have thought of this."

Mother, this is so beautiful.

I'm so happy you're making me move here.

You're so smart to force me to do things I have no say in.

You're an ass.

[Laughs]

Okay, no peeking!

Keep 'em closed.

Okay. Okay, not yet.

[Breathes deeply]

Open your eyes.

What do you think?

[Laughs] This is crazy, mom.

It's not crazy. It's not.

We're gonna run this place. Mm-hmm.

[Laughs]

Yeah.

We own a motel, Norman Bates.

Come on. I wanna show you the house.

I bought the whole thing, the house and the motel, on a foreclosure.

And everything came with it.

Awesome.

You can't buy furniture like this anymore.

You have to imagine this room without all this crap in it.

Just simple, elegant furnishings, open space, light.

Linen drapes, fresh peonies.

This space is beautiful.

Come on. I want to show you upstairs.

What's up here? My room?

No, I put you down here, closer to me.

This...is your room.

And this... is my room.

Norman, we've been through a lot.

This is our chance to start over.

Maybe some people don't get to start over.

Maybe they just bring themselves to a new place.

They do get to start over, but they have to try.

Yeah? Norman, please, for me.

It's all gonna be good. You'll see.

[Electrical crackling]

[Classical music plays]

♪ ♪

You're new. What's your name?

Norman Bates.

When did you move here, Norman Bates?

Last night.

Where? What house?

Oh, here. The house at the motel.

Oh, so you bought the motel?

Are you actually gonna live here, or are you just flipping the property?

We're not flipping.

Do you have any brothers?

An older brother. But he doesn't live here.

Just me and my mom.

You have a girlfriend?

No.

[Clooney's Wham Bam on radio]
Want a ride?

♪ Oh oh-oh-oh oh-oh oh-oh-oh ♪

Oh, my God!

You got it! It's amazing!

Come on.

Come with us. Come on.

[Laughs] Am I too heavy?

No. You're fine.

♪ I got my black suit on my office pumps again ♪
♪ work is such a bitch she wants it yesterday ♪
♪ nobody hears a word I say ♪
♪ ♪

Bradley Martin.

You have any questions at school, you call me.

Okay?

Thanks.

[Phone chiming]

Hello, Dylan.

Thanks for letting me know you moved, mom.

Well, I'm pretty sure the last time we spoke, you told me to "drop dead, bitch."

Sorry I took it personally.

[Scoffs]

What, so you thought that it was okay not to tell your own son that you moved?

What if I was hurt? What if I was in the hospital?

What if I needed you?

Are you hurt? Are you in a hospital?

I need some money. My job fell apart.

Hello? Norma? Hello?

So I want you to just think about poetry tonight.

I mean, what does it mean? Why is it timeless?

Why is there power in words arranged in cadences and structures?

[School bell rings]
Be ready to talk tomorrow.

Norman, can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure.

I'm gonna be your advisor here, and I was just reviewing your school records and, um...

Your test scores are...
[Laughs] really impressive.

But your grades just don't match up with them.

That's a shame.

Why do you think that is, Norman?

We move a lot.

Mm-hmm, yeah, I see that.

You've been to five different schools.

Is everything okay at home?

Yeah, yeah.

My mom's just a little... impulsive.

She gets these ideas about things, and--and then we move and start over... which is good.

Mm.

You know, I think it might be a good idea, now that you're here, to try to put down some roots.

You know, get involved, maybe join a sports team?

I don't really play any sports.

My mom never really liked them.

Hmm. What about track?

You look like a runner.

You ever do any running?

Not as a sport, no.

Well, track team tryouts are today.

Why don't you go talk to coach carpenter after school?

I'll--I'll tell him that you're coming down.

Okay.

Norman, I...

I see that you lost your dad recently.

I know how hard that must be.

So please know that you can come to me if you have any issues or questions about anything, because I'm here for you. Okay?

I have to go now.

Wow. Dinner smells great, mom.

I've been--
I've been waiting for you.

I stayed after school to try out for the track team.

Oh, the track team?

Yeah, well, it was Miss Watson's idea, I...

Who's Miss Watson?

My language arts teacher.

But yeah, she thought it'd be a good idea for me to get involved at school.

That it'd be good for me.

I need you to sign this parent's permission slip, though.

Honey, this is, like, every day after school, and track meets on Saturdays?

We just bought a motel.

I mean, how do you expect me to get it up and running without your help?

I mean, you're putting me in a tough spot here.

Mom, it's okay. I don't have to do it.

No, I'm not gonna be the mother who tells her kid he can't be on the track team.

It's fine. It's okay.

I'll just do everything myself, the way I always do.

Mom, come on, sit down. Let's eat dinner.

You know, Norman, I just spent all day... doing all of this.

You know, I just--

[sighs]
Never mind, I'm not hungry.

It's fine.
[Pen scribbling]

You know, it doesn't matter.

I have to get some groceries. Just eat your dinner.

Mother!

Norman Bates?

Yes.

Just moved in a couple of nights ago.

How do you like it?

Yeah, it's fine so far.

You live here with your mom?

Yeah. Yeah, do you know her?

I know--
I know about her.

Do you want me to get her?

You're 17.

You're from Arizona, and your father d*ed.

Yeah, let me get my mom.

It's just the two of you.

What do you know about running a motel, anything?

'Cause you look like a little kid to me.

I don't think you could run much of nothing.

Can I help you with something?

I think it's you that needs help.

Really? How might that be?

I'm Keith Summers.

Summers!

This is my family's property.

My great-great-grandfather built this house in 1912, and my grandfather built that motel in the '50s.

And that's my grandmother's rug!

This property has been in my family for over a century.

I'm sure it was very hard for you to lose it to the bank, and I'm very sorry, but, uh... well, it is ours now.

I know everything about this place.

Every nook and cranny.

Every dirty secret.

You don't know how this place works.

This town?

You know nothing about this town.

What makes you think you can run this place by yourself?

Because I can.

Now get the hell off my property.

And if I ever see you here again I will call the police, or I will sh**t you myself.

You're gonna call the police?

Get in, get in!

Go ahead, call the police.

I go fishing with half of 'em.

I grew up here. This is my house!

So you're gonna call the cops on me?

Well go ahead! Go ahead, call 'em!

Do you think you should've said all that stuff to him?

He's just some pathetic, drunk loser slob, honey.

He's--he's not gonna bother us anymore.

[Truck door slams, engine starts and revs]

[Tires screeching]

[Rolling Stones'
Beast of Burden plays]

♪ Your beast of burden ♪
♪ my back is broad ♪

The last time the roofing was redone on this place was the '50s.

Look, I don't want to wait until the next century to get this estimate, so if you reschedule me again, I'll just go someplace else, okay?

[Doorbell rings]

♪ I'll never be your beast of burden ♪
♪ I've walked for miles ♪

[Doorbell rings]

♪ My feet are hurting ♪
♪ all I want is for you to make love to me ♪

Hi, are you Mrs. Bates?

I am.

I'm Bradley Martin.

Oh, we're friends with Norman from school and we're going to the library, and we were wondering if he wanted to come study with us.

Hey.

Hey, Norman.

I'm sure he would love to go, but we're in the middle of a lot of stuff.

We still have unpacking to do.

I totally understand.

I like your house. It's so cool.

Thank you. There's--

We got a lot of work to do, but it's--it's got potential.

Well, maybe I could--

No, Norman, not tonight.

No, it's not a good idea, no. Another time.

No worries.

It was really nice meeting you, Mrs. Bates.

Nice to meet you too. Thanks for stopping by.

Nice to meet you.

Good night, Norman.

See you, Norman.

See ya. [Laughs]

How could you do that?

You didn't even let me answer.

Well, there was no point in answering because I knew you would say "Yes," and I knew that I would have to say "No."

I could have gone, mom.

You can go another time, when we're settled in.

This is what it's always gonna be like with you.

"Later."
"Another time."

When, mom?

You said you wanted me to have a life here-- this is how you have one!

You meet friends, you let other people in your life!

Friends?

Yeah, she's pretty.

Maybe she kind of likes me. I'm 17!

Norman, you don't even know them!

You have to be a little careful.

Why do I have to be careful?

Norman, don't lose your temper with me!

I'm just looking out for you.

Well, maybe you better just stay there the rest of the night then!

I suck.

Oh, my God, you're so cute.

You actually thought we were gonna go study.

Yeah.

[Black Rebel Motorcycle Club's Rival]

♪ ♪
♪ I got self-preservation, my eyes on survival ♪
♪ I'm living with the lost ♪
♪ and we're living in denial ♪
♪ it begs to question who's gonna carry on ♪
♪ if no one's awake ♪
♪ then there's no one who can play along ♪
♪ I need a rival, I need a rival ♪
♪ I'm tired of the fools who are k*lling for survival ♪
♪ I need a rival, I need a rival ♪
♪ I found my soul, let's set it on fire ♪
♪ ♪

[Radiohead's The Tourist]

♪ ♪
♪ It barks ♪
♪ at no one else ♪
♪ but me ♪
♪ ♪
♪ like it's ♪
♪ seen ♪
♪ a ghost ♪
♪ ♪

Those dumb b*tches leave you here by yourself?

No, it's fine. There's a lot to look at.

Is that a line?

You don't seem like a guy who would have lines.

No, I've--
I mean, really.

There's a lot to look at.

It wasn't a line.

You're different, aren't you?

I don't know, maybe.

I think people who are different don't know they're different 'cause they have nothing to compare it to.

Yeah. You're different.

What's so different about me?

I don't know, it's just... a feeling I get.

You're like... a beautiful, deep, still lake in the middle of a concrete world.

I am? That's...kind of weird.

You're kind of weird.

Weird good.

♪ ♪

Hey, Brad, you know who's doing the recycling around here?

Oh, hey, Richard.

You get your diorama finished?

Richard had to do a diorama for the globe theater for his drama lit class.

I mean, seriously, what grade are we in?

Yeah, I got it done, and it actually kills.

Richard, this is Norman.

He's new at our school.

Hey.

Hey.

Babe, Jones just got here. Let's go say hi, all right?

Okay. You wanna come?

Oh, no, no, no. I'm--I'm good.

You sure?

♪ See sparks ♪

Yeah.

Okay.

♪ ♪

[Water running, dishes clattering]

[Wind chimes tinkle]

[Soft thumping]

[Creak]

[Screams] No!

Norman!

Norman! Aah!

[Grunts]

[Groans]
[Breathes heavily]

[Groans]

Ow! Ow!

Norman!

Norman!

Norman!
[Sobs]

[Muffled screams]

[Muffled screams]

[Groans]
This house...

This house is mine.

And everything in this house is mine.

[Sobs]

[Muffled screams]

[Groans]

[Muffled sobs] Norman!

[Muffled sobs]

[Muffled]
Norman! No!

[Sobbing]

[Muffled] Norman!

[Grunts]

[Thud]
[Grunts]

[Muffled cries]

[Groans]

Norman!

Mom?

[Groans]

Norman, the handcuffs. See if he has a key.

[Groans]

[Sighs]

[Breathing heavily]

Hurry, hurry!

Give it to me. Give it to me, give it to me!

Ow!

Mom, your hand.

Get the emergency kit. It's in the bathroom cabinet.

Yeah.

[Gasps]

You liked it.

[Grunts]

[Grunts]

[Screams]

Mother!

[Crickets chirping]

We have to call 911.

No! No.

We're not calling 911. Not doing it.

Mom, he att*cked you. It was self-defense.

It was self-defense, wasn't it?

Norman, no matter what, this will become public.

And it'll be in all the papers.

Everyone in town will know about it.

Who is gonna book a room in the r*pe/m*rder motel?

It will ruin us!

It's gonna make me a laughingstock.

You know, we came here to start over.

We came here to start over. I am starting over!

And where the hell were you, Norman?

I-I was upstairs.

No, you were not! You were not upstairs.

If you were upstairs, you would have come down, and you would have helped me. So where were you?

I snuck out of my room and went to a party.

Mom, I thought I was gonna study with them, but they took me to a party. I didn't know.

It hardly matters right now. There's a-- there's a dead man on the floor, there's a lake of blood!

What are we supposed to do, clean this up with paper towels and spray cleaner?

I don't think so.

Holy hell, mother, we're totally screwed!

What are we doing? We don't know what we're doing!

Norman? Norman.

We just don't know what we're doing!

Okay.

Calm down. It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay. It's okay.

Look, it's gonna be fine.

It's gonna be okay.

Here's what we're gonna do...

Okay, we're gonna take all the bed linens from every motel room, and we're gonna use it to soak this all up.

We're gonna wrap the body in one of the comforters, and we'll put it in a-- in one of the tubs in one of the motel rooms just-- just until I can figure out what to do with it tomorrow.

Okay. Yeah?

Norman, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that this dirtbag r*ped me, okay?

But here you are, and here I am, and he's not gonna win this one.

Go wash up a little.

Put your bloody clothes in the trash bag.

Mother, are you sure we shouldn't call for help?

[Grunting]

No one's ever gonna help us, Norman.

No one's ever helped us.

Don't go so fast.

I can't walk that fast backwards.

[Grunts] It's heavy!

Shh.

[Grunts]

Norman!

[Sighs]

How can there still be more blood?

Just get him in the tub first, then we'll figure everything else out.

[Grunts]

[Both grunting]

Unh.

Get him off me! Get him off me.

Okay.

One...two...three.
[Grunts]

[Both breathing heavily]

Mom, what are gonna do?

We're gonna deal with the rug.

[Sighs]

We're gonna have to pull up the whole carpet.

Tonight? It's already midnight.

And not only this one, we're gonna have to pull up four through seven.

They all have the same carpet.

So that way, this creep goes missing, anyone comes, starts asking us questions, you know, nothing will be out of the ordinary here.

We're just--just doing some renovations, you know?

We're just-- just recarpeting.

How the hell do we pull up carpeting?

[Car driving slowly]

[Breathing heavily]

[Police radio chatter]

[Breathing hard, sniffling]

Good evening, gentlemen.

[Chuckles]
I was about to tell you we're not open for business yet, but... it doesn't look like you're looking for a room.

I'm Norma Bates. We moved in a few days ago.

No, ma'am. No, not looking for a room.

Deputy Zack Shelby.

This is Sheriff Alex Romero.

We just wanted to make sure everything was all right here.

We didn't know anybody had moved in yet.

Oh, that's kind of you. Yeah, we're all fine.

Yeah, my son and I are just pulling up some carpeting we're replacing.

We're just updating. God knows it could use--

You have a son?

Yeah, my son, Norman. He's 17.

Norma and Norman.

Yeah.

That's...unusual.

Well, boys take their father's names all the time.

You know, it's almost 2:00 in the morning.

Your son's got school tomorrow.

You really think this is a good idea to--

I had no idea it was that late.

But thanks for letting me know. I'm gonna go close up shop.

What happened to your hand?

Um...

I just--
I scratched it with, um...

I was cutting carpet, and it just--

It's nothing. It's a nick.

It was nice to meet you.

[Chuckles] Thank you.

Mrs. Bates, you...

Yes, sheriff?

Wouldn't mind if we take a look inside, would you?

No, no, not at all. Come.

Yeah.

Evening.

Norman...

This is Sheriff Romero and Deputy Shelby.

They--they saw the lights on and were kind enough to check on us.

Oh, thank you. Thank you.

That's extremely good of you.

Oh, everything's good here.

Except for this carpeting.

Sheriff Romero wanted to...

Well, you wanted to see what we're doing.

I guess you're a little interested in design?

Wouldn't put it that way.

It's a rare man that is.
[Chuckles]

Let me tell you, nothing bored my late husband more, may he rest in peace.

Oh, you're a widow. Sorry about that.

Yeah. Six months ago.

We're trying to get used to it.

Can I use your bathroom?

This bathroom?

Yeah.

This bathroom is broken.

What's wrong with it?

It's not flushing.

All these toilets do that.

I told Summers he needed to replace them ten years ago.

You gotta jiggle the chain. It--I'll take a look at it.

[Door closes]

[Urinating]

Nice night, huh?

Yeah.

Where you guys from?

We're from-- we're from Arizona.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, right--like, right outside of Scottsdale.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, I know Arizona.

I was there once.

Yeah, the air there, it was-- it was unlike anything else I'd ever experienced.

The air here at night is nice too.

Yep, yeah. Yeah, it is, it's--

It is.
[Chain rattles]

[Toilet flushes]

You just gotta jiggle it.

[Radio crackles]

Unit one, we have a vehicle collision, multiple injuries, at Ocean and Sea Bluff.

[Continues on radio indistinctly]

Ma'am... Get the boy to bed, ma'am.

Ms. Bates.

[Car doors open]

[Car doors close, engine starts]

[Siren chirps]

[Siren wails]
[Exhales]

[Students chattering]

[Gags]

He's new, all right?

[Coughs]

He's not used to the food yet.

Make sure you're done.

Don't try to cut it short just because it's embarrassing.

I think I'm done.

Mint. It'll calm your stomach.

Thanks.

I'm kind of an expert on vomiting.

I have C.F., so I've been on meds my whole life.

Some of them give you any number of hideous side effects, puking being one of the more pleasant ones.

Do you have some sort of chronic illness?

No.

Oh.

I'm Emma...Decody.

Nor--Norman Bates.

Yeah, I think we have Language Arts together.

Well, I just wanted to make sure you were okay.

Are you...okay?

I'm okay.

God, I hope he fits in the trunk.

Are you all right?

I'm fine. Let's do this.

[Sighs]

I suck.

Mom, he att*cked you.

I'm not even talking about him.

I found out today that the city is building a new bypass on the far side of town.

It's gonna be the new main road.

I bought a motel that no one is ever gonna know is even there.

Why didn't the real estate guy tell you that?

Because, Norman, people suck.

I'll tell you, everyone I have ever known has sucked.

Except you.

God, you're too good for me.

I'm the worst mother in the world.

Mother--

Look at what we're doing, Norman.

You deserve so much better.

You know, when you were born, it was like God gave me a second chance. And all I ever wanted was for life to be beautiful for you, and look at it.

Look at what your life has been.

I mean, what good am I doing you?

Mom, you're everything... everything to me.

And I don't ever want to live in a world without you.

You're my family.

My whole family, my whole life, my whole self.

You always have been.

It's like there's a cord between our hearts.

Honey, that's-- that's from Jane Eyre.

Yeah. [Chuckles]
Orson Welles says it to...

Both: Joan Fontaine.

Right.

But you know what I mean.

It's you and me. It's always been you and me.

We belong to each other.

I love you, Norman.

You're the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I love you too, mom.

[Sniffles]

[Sniffles]

I guess this is deep enough.

[Sniffles]

[Grunts]
[Breathing heavily]

[Wood creaking]

Come here! I have a surprise for you.

Okay, look, look, look, look, look!

I turned it on.

I made it blue. It's your favorite color.

It's cool, mom.

Yeah.

It's ours, Norman. It's our very own.

And you know what? You know that new bypass?

They're not gonna build it.

When did that happen?

It didn't, yet.

I'll think of something.

[Chuckles] I'm sure you will.

What's important is that we're together.

And as long as we're together, then nothing bad can really happen.

Right, Norman?

Right, mother.

Yeah.