03x05 - The Deal

[bunniefuu]

man: Previously on Bates Motel...

These are for you and your son.

Norma Louise: When Annika d*ed, she gave me something.

Dylan: What's on it?

Norma Louise: I don't know. It's locked.

Dylan: Some guy was just searching the office. He said that we had something that wasn't ours.

Norma Louise: What?

I'll hide it at the farm, then we can figure out what to do together, but it can't stay here.

Tell me to leave!

Caleb!

Is it really like she said it was?

Yeah, I just want to tell her I'm sorry.

Norman: What the hell is going on here, Dylan?

Does mom know he's here?

Look, we don't want any trouble.

Norman!

You can't tell her, you understand me?

He r*ped her!

Everything I've built with mom... It'll all be destroyed.

You betrayed mother.

And she needs to know.

Norman, please!

[seagulls squawking]

[tapping on glass]

Yeah, you better move your truck, honey.

You okay to drive?

Yeah, I'm fine, thanks.

[soft orchestral music]

[crying]

[horn honking]

Oh, God.

What the hell are you doing?

[horn honking]

[scoffs]

[scoffs]

Come on, jackass.

[horn honking]

[tires squealing]

What is your problem?

Go around already.

[scoffs]

[tires squealing]

So pass already!

[tires squealing]

[gasps]

[horse whinnying]

[sighs]

Oh.

[muttering]

[scoffs]

Oh.

[sighs]

[cow moos]

Great. This is just great.

[sighs]

You okay?

Are you crazy?

You drove me off the road. I could've been k*lled.

You're lucky you're not dead, Norma Bates.

I'm calling 911.

Sure, you could.

But do you know who would be better for you to call?

Bob Paris.

He'd like to speak with you.

You have something that belongs to him.

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

Seriously. Do you think we're idiots?

I don't know who you are. I'm calling Sheriff Romero.

He can't save you.

Can't even save himself.

Do yourself a favor: Call Mr. Paris.

You can reach him at the Arcanum Club.

And do it soon.

[crackling electricity]

What brings you out here, Sheriff?

I'm not clamming, Stanley.

The girl they found in the reeds over there?

Well, you know the tides.

Where do you think she might have been thrown in to end up here?

Well, this time of year, could be anywhere within a mile or so.

Current would've carried her down here.

Oh, not a lot to go on.

You didn't see anything unusual, did you?

Okay.

Good talking to you, Stanley.

You know, a funny thing... about five days ago I came across a DuFont kid down here in the channel.

He was rowing a skiff. Said he was bird watching.

He didn't have a camera... or binoculars.

And it was raining.

And I didn't think much about it until the next day when I read in the paper about the girl.

You're talking about Clay DuFont, right?

Yeah.

Why didn't you say anything to anyone about this?

Nobody asked.

Thanks, Stanley.

[chair creaking]

Your mom asked me to stay with you.

Was she upset?

Yeah, I think so, but... don't worry about anything.

You want some breakfast?

Something terrible has happened.

I found out that Norma's brother has been staying up at Dylan's farm.

I had to tell mother.

Did you have to?

He r*ped her.

He's dangerous.

I don't understand how Dylan could have anything to do with him.

Because it's his father.

And we all whitewash our parents' sins, because on some, some level...

Because we need to.

[door opens]

Mother?

No, it's me.

I'm so sorry, Dylan.

I had to tell her.

I had to.

[cell phone ringing]

Yeah?

woman: Hi, is this Dylan Massett?

Yeah.

woman: I'm calling from St. Sebastian Hospital.

We have your mother, Norma Bates, here in the ER.

She was in an accident.

I'm looking for my mom, Norma Bates.

Dylan, I'm here.

We have to get out of here. I have to tell you something.

Norma...

I'm so sorry.

About what?

Ab... About everything.

Well, it's not like you're the one who ran me off the road.

Wait, wait... Someone ran you off the road?

Yes, and threatened me.

Some guy who told me to contact some other guy because I had something of his.

What's wrong with these criminals that they can't just hang on to their own sh*t?

Like it's my fault!

Who did he tell you to contact?

Bob Paris.

I've heard Romero say his name too.

Who is he?

I've heard his name around the drug trade. I think he's a money guy.

Look, we need to get that flash drive to Romero.

No.

No?

No. Dylan, we're in trouble.

The motel is probably going to go under. I have no financial backup.

Norman is getting worse.

He had another blackout this morning.

I found him in the kitchen mumbling to himself.

I couldn't wake him up.

I'm scared, Dylan. I don't know what to do.

I don't... I don't know how to care...

Take care of him without any money.

Norma...

I know that flash drive is incredibly valuable.

That dying girl gave it to me, as if she knew that I needed help.

She gave it to me... It's like an omen.

I won't give it up. I'm not gonna give it up.

Please, Dylan. Please.

Bob: Hold on a second. Here he is.

Always the drama with you.

You want to join us?

Sure.

Have you met Marcus Young, Alex?

He's the one running against you.

Yeah, we've met. Now he can leave.

You're the sheriff.

Thanks for lunch, Bob. We'll be in touch.

How about a smile, Sheriff?

Relax.

You're always so tense, man.

It's not good for your heart.

Or your head.

So Clay DuFont got rid of the body for you.

That's a big accusation, Alex.

You want some dessert?

Will you calm the hell down?

I'm surprised you haven't had a stroke yet.

Wh... Why was Lindsay Davis blackmailing you, Bob?

Whatever she had on you, she passed to Annika, and now they're both dead and it's disappeared.

And?

So what's gone missing, Bob? What are we lookinfor?

Flash drive. A simple silver flash drive.

It's my property, and I want it back.

What the hell is on it?

Confidential information.

Worth the lives of two women?

You're asking me?

You've k*lled people for the good of this town and we've both slept better for it.

You're telling me that two women are lying in the morgue 'cause the town's welfare depended on it?

I'm going to talk to you like a person now, Alex.

Like somebody I grew up with, played ball with, I felt sorry for because their home life was so crappy, okay?

You are in a hole here. A deep hole.

You want to do what's in the best interest of the town, find the damn flash drive and quit making this about everything else.

I didn't particularly want to bring Marcus Young out here to take your job.

You left me with no choice.

You left none of us with any choice.

You know what, Bob? I feel exactly the same way.

And you're forcing me into a corner, and there's not gonna be room in that corner for both of us.

No, there's not.

And the only way I see out of this for both of us is for you to go to Norma Bates and get back the flash drive.

Yeah, I'm pretty sure she has it.

You know her, right?

Emma: So here's an extra towel, some toiletries, and, yeah, I'll be in the office if you need anything.

Oh, and the password for the WiFi is "MOTHER," all caps.

[seagulls squawking]

She doesn't know anything about Caleb.

You didn't say anything to her.

What are you doing, man?

No, I did tell her. I told her this morning.

Stop it, Norman!

Dylan, I swear.

I don't know why she pretended like she doesn't know.

Then either she's insane or you are.

He feels bad, Norman.

All he wants is to talk to her, to tell her how much he regrets it.

He's not a monster.

And you don't have to say anything to her.

I've made a decision. I'm gonna tell her myself.

Soon.

Just stay out of it.

You look hungry.

Me?

Yeah.

Come here a second.

My car had to get towed. I'm just waiting for the bus.

Does that mean you're not hungry?

[laughs]

You know, I probably am.

I haven't eaten since this morning.

But I need to catch the bus. I live, like, 20 minutes away.

Come on. I'll give you a lift.

I'm going right near where you live.

Where do you live?

[laughs]

I, uh...

No, I don't want to put you out.

I'm a community college teacher who teaches three 50-minute classes a week.

You're not putting me out.

[axe hitting wood]

[grunting]

[yells]

[sobbing]

I wanted to ask for a cup of sugar, but you said that was off-limit.

Get the hell out of here.

Look, don't you point that thing at me unless you plan on using it.

Okay.

Chick: Something bad happened to you.

Want to hug it out?

Go to hell.

Yeah, yeah, I get that.

I totally get that.

Hey, you like boar jerky?

You've never had jerky until you've had boar jerky.

No.

I got too many rabbits here.

You need one of those?

No, I don't want any rabbits.

Yeah, no, I don't like 'em either.

I sh**t 'em for Marina.

She's making a bedspread out of their furs or whatever.

So you want to have a deep and meaningful?

Caleb, look at me!

Life is sh*t.

It's that way for everyone.

There's only one thing that makes it better.

Boar jerky.

[laughs]

What the hell is wrong with you, man?

Everything.

I got some whiskey. It'll make you feel better.

Come on.

If you ever need some extra cash, just let me know.

You're not gonna live high on the hog with a medical marijuana crop.

Yeah, no, I don't need anything.

I'm not staying here long anyway, so...

Oh, so... so you're taking off on the kid, yeah?

Your son?

It's a long story.

I'm only asking 'cause...

I got a job that I think you might be good for.

That I might be good for?

Yeah.

When the DEA b*rned this town down, took my transpo guy with it.

I need a driver.

The guy fled to Puerto Rico.

Who flees to Puerto Rico?

I could think of a million other places to flee to.

It pays good. 25 large. But it's not without risk. You look like the kind of guy who can handle risk.

You know, I'm turning over a new leaf. I got my son.

Well, well, leaves are leaves, money is money. You let me know by the end of the week.

James: I can't help it. I'm just, ah, built that way. Took care of both my parents... emotionally. I was raised to study every breath, every gesture. It's a survival skill. I survived.

I never met anyone like you. Someone who just talks about things so openly. Maybe you could actually help me with some things that I'm going through. Difficult things.

I... you know where to find me.

Well, actually, I don't. Your card is in my car. The one that got towed.

[laughter]

There you go. Don't lose that one.

Call me anytime.

Okay.

Can I ask you a question?

Of course.

Are you attracted to me?

Where did that come from?

I don't know. You just... You seem to be all, like, open and honest about everything.

Are you? Because I think you are.

Yeah, I am. A lot, to be completely honest.

And... and that's okay for me to come to you as a patient?

It's okay.

I can handle myself.

Can you handle yourself?

Okay.

Jeez, it's hard to reach you up in those mountains.

Um, listen, I need to know if you had any luck with that, um... that thing that we were talking about?

Yeah. Just... please call me.

Oh, hi, honey.

I had a late lunch, so I'm just gonna make you something.

Okay?

Were you wearing that this morning?

Yeah. Why?

No, you were wearing something else...

That blue and white dress. The one I like.

No.

Did I talk to you this morning?

I think that you had a blackout this morning, sweetheart.

Do you remember anything?

No, I just thought I...

Just thought I talked to you about something, but it really doesn't matter.

Was it about something important?

Oh, no. No, it's...

Try not to worry, Norman. You can't help it.

You know, it isn't anything you've done wrong.

You understand?

It's okay.

I am here for you.

And will always be here for you.

Yeah.

Norma Louise: Norman, dinner's ready!

Norman?

Coming, Mother!

Yeah, Gunner, what is it?

Dude, the weirdest thing just happened.

I was screwing with the timer and the thing fell off and this flash drive fell out.

Yeah?

Well, I didn't have anything better to do, with the rain and all, so I started messing with it.

Anyway, I got it open.

You what?

I opened it with my laptop.

How the hell did you do that?

Dude, I used to download movies illegally and sell them.

I know my way around encrypted sh*t.

It took me a while, but I figured it out.

What is it? What's on it?

[water running]

What?

Um...

I found out what was in the flash drive.

You opened it?

Yeah.

That's amazing. What is it?

Uh, it's a financial ledger of some kind, splitting up an investment return of 15 million dollars.

I'm pretty sure it's illegal revenue from the drug trade.

I mean, that's the only thing that would make sense.

It would put half the rich people in this town in prison.

That might not be such a bad thing.

Are... Are you kidding?

No, that's why this is so important.

This is leverage.

Finally. I could make some demands...

No, no.

I... I... I'm gonna tell Romero, okay?

This... I don't want anything to happen to you.

This... This is too big.

Dylan.

You don't understand what it means to me to have a family finally.

You can't do this, Norma.

You've got to tell Romero.

Clay, get out of the car.

Clay, get out.

I just want to talk about Lindsay Davis.

Come on, get out of the car.

Come on, Clay. Get out of the car, Clay!

Get out of the car...

[vehicle approaches]

[knocking on door]

Can I trust you?

I mean, like, really trust you.

You know, sometimes you're Alex, sometimes you're a cop.

I don't know, Norma. I think you can.

I'll do my best.

Okay.

I have it.

Get in here.

All right, give it to me.

It's not on me.

I'm not gonna walk around with it in my pocket.

I'm not stupid.

It's a business ledger.

Returns on some kind of investment.

15 million dollars.

All the names on it are big, influential people in this town, including Bob Paris.

We need to go get it. You need to give it to me right away.

No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.

No, that's not why I'm here.

This is the first time since I've moved to this crummy town that I have anyone by the short hairs.

I'm getting something out of it.

Have you lost your mind?

Maybe. It's irrelevant.

Listen to me, I want you to take me to see Bob Paris.

I'm gonna tell him I have it, and I'm gonna ask for some favors in return.

Why you looking at me like that?

I've had a good education in this crappy town.

And I'm ready to play ball with the big boys.

Play ball... But they'll k*ll you.

They can't. I have the flash drive.

I'm the only one who knows where it is.

And the two dead girls... They get no justice?

The dead girl gave it to me. She wanted me to do this.

She gave it to me before she d*ed.

This is gonna bring those poor girls back to life...

Norma, think of what people in this town have done to you.

You don't think I know what they've done to me?

You're not gonna extort them.

They r*ped me!

They put a dead man's body in my bed.

They kidnapped my child and they put him in a box in the ground.

What else are they gonna do to me, k*ll me?

I'm not going down without a fight, and no one's gonna stop me.

Not you, not Bob Paris, not all of the scumbag criminals in White Pine Bay.

You know what? If I was a man, one of these douche bags who lives here, you would say that it's totally doable.

You're just saying it's a bad idea because you think I can't handle it because I'm a woman.

Because I'm a mother.

I can. I have seen how it's done.

And I will handle it without you if I have to.

Damn it!

[whimpering]

Damn it!

[crying]

Okay. Okay, I'll do it.

I'll go with you.

Oh...

You will?

Yeah, I said I'll go, and I'll go.

Mr. Paris can see you now.

Bob, this is Norma Bates.

Can I get you guys anything?

Coffee, Perrier, something stronger?

Um, no, thanks. I... I'm good.

No, thanks.

So...

[exhales]

Thank you for coming.

Sure.

Um... so, uh, I'm here because I think I may have something that you want back.

Um, a flash drive?

Um... so here's what I was thinking, and you tell me what you think about it.

This bypass that's being built...

It's gonna destroy my business.

I've tried so hard to fight it, but there's just... There was nothing I could do.

You know, I... I have no power here.

I tried, I really did... But I don't.

Norma, maybe just cut to the point.

Well, it's kind of all the point.

Anyway, um, this business of mine is very important to me.

It is all that I have to support me and my son, who has some, uh, medical issues.

And, you know, I'm kind of in a desperate position here, you see?

So I was thinking, since I have this thing that you want back, that maybe I could ask you for something in return?

So, um, I want you to create an exit off the bypass.

One that would lead to a two-lane highway that would then easily connect to Main Street near my motel, and, um, I would like a large billboard just before that exit on both the North and South side of the bypass.

And, um, I would like approval on any design.

And I want a pool.

Doesn't have to be anything fancy, say, 20 by 40 feet with a Jacuzzi, and, of course, a fence so that it's safe.

So how do I know you actually have the flash drive, that you've opened it?

There are a lot of important people in this town who have invested in the drug trade.

I've seen the names.

I see.

And when do I get it back?

Well, maybe not ever, actually.

And it... it won't do you any good to thr*aten me or hurt me.

Not that I'm saying that you would do something like that, but let's just say, um, I suddenly go missing or my brakes suddenly go out, I will make sure there is one person...

Someone you do not know...

Who knows where that flash drive is, and I will make sure that as soon as anything happens to me, it gets turned over to the FBI.

Hmm.

So I give you all of these things and you give me nothing?

And then because you still have the flash drive, you could come back later and ask for more stuff.

No, I'm telling you I won't.

I'm making a deal with you, okay?

And I'll honor it, if you do.

So no more asks?

No, none.

Ever.

I have to hand it to you, Norma Bates...

You got me.

Well done, Norma.

We have a deal.

I just wanted to let you know that, uh, I'm gonna talk to Norma when she gets home about Caleb being up at my place.

I'm gonna ask her if she would possibly consider talking to him.

I don't know what's gonna happen.

It might not be pretty.

So if you want to clear out until it's over, I understand.

Dylan...

None of this is your fault.

I'll go with you to talk to her if you want me to.

I'll try and help if I can.

[exhales]

Can't ask you to do that.

I mean, if I get thrown out of the house, that's on me, but I can't drag you into it.

No, I feel like this is partly my fault.

There's something wrong with me.

I wanted to destroy you because you were getting close to her, and I don't want to be that person.

I hate that person.

I'm a man now.

Not her little boy. And I want to be a good man.

And I trust your judgment, if you think this is the right thing to do.

Thank you.

Yeah, you're my, uh, brother.

You know, I want to be there for you.

We're... We're a family. We love each other.

And we'll work through it.

We'll help her work through it.

Hey, I'm home!

I got a chicken. I'm gonna make a pie.

What's up with you two?

Huh?

Well, no one can be in a hospital, 'cause we're all here.

[laughs]

What?

I need to tell you something.

What?

Caleb's in town.

He has been in town. He... He's up at my farm.

Caleb, my brother, Caleb?

Just hear him out, mother.

Okay.

He... he showed up just after your mother d*ed, and he tried to offer me a bunch of cash from the sale of the house, and I wouldn't take it...

I didn't want anything to do with him, right?

And... well, then his car broke down and...

I needed some help building the barn.

He seemed like he had nowhere to go and I didn't know what to do...

So I let him stay.

He feels horrible about everything that happened, about what he did.

I know... I know that this is...

It's a lot to ask you, I mean, too much, but I...

I just feel like I have to ask, because he's... He's tormented over this.

He just wants to talk to you.

To tell you that he's sorry.

He... to tell you he's so sorry that it ever happened.

You have to try and understand, it's his father.

[slow music]

[vase shatters]

Norman: Mother?

What are you doing?

[dramatic music]

Mother.

Mother, stop it. You're scaring me!

[crash]

Norma, stop it!

Look, I'll leave. You don't have to.

Leave me the hell alone!

Mother.

Mother! Mother!

Dylan, let me go! Mother!

Dylan, get off me!

Mother!

No!

Mother!

Dylan: Norman, stop!

Norman, let her go!

Norman: Mother, you can't do this!

Stop! Norman!

Mother!

Your brother will look after you!

She can't do this! She can't leave me!

Emma, go back in the office now!

What's wrong?

Go back!

Norman!

You can't do this!

Stop!

Norman.

Norman, let her go!

Mother!