04x03 - Til Death Do You Part

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Male announcer: Previously on "Bates Motel"...

I... it's my mother.

She doesn't know what she's doing.

I'm not telling him anything.

Why don't you come with me, son?

Excuse me? Uh, Dr. Edwards?

My son has terrible blackouts.

He's being held at Willamette County Psych Ward.

Would you please help me?

There could be up to 30 people on the waiting list.

Well, there should be enough here for the first two months' stay.

Is Norman Bates related to you?

I'm marrying his mother.

I know you k*lled that woman.

And you... you're trying to pin it all on me and have me locked up!

Mother!

Okay, we're gonna take you to get some help.

I love you. I hope you know that.

[dramatic music]

[clock ticks]

[solemn music]

[sighs]

[sighs]

[lock beeps]

Are you ready for your orientation, Norman?

Somebody took my belt.

Well, no one wears belts around here.

See?

Why?

Because it's safer.

Come on.

Walk with me.

[indistinct chatter]

Sorry I'm late. I had to stop for gas.

No big deal.

It's not like we're doing anything important here.

Can you, um...

Can you lean into me a little?

Like maybe we've had physical contact before this moment?

This is weird.

I'm... I'm sorry last night was so hard.

You're doing the right thing for him.

I hope so.

Sheriff Romero?

Norma Bates?

We're ready for you.

You ready?

Ready as I'll ever be.

We are gathered here to join this man and this woman in matrimony, which is an honorable estate and is not to be entered into lightly but with great reverence and discretion.

From this day forward, you will belong entirely to each other.

Together in mind, together in heart...

Okay, you can skip this part.

We... we know all this.

Uh...

Sorry, she's nervous, Connie.

Together in heart, together in soul for all eternity.

Alexander, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?

Do you promise to love, honor, and protect her in sickness and in health till death do you part?

I do.

Norma, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?

Do you promise to love, honor, and protect him, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?

I do.

Do you have the rings?

Yeah.

[reflective piano music]

Um, I've got hers, Connie.

Mine just... It's getting adjusted.

By the authority vested in me by the state of Oregon, I now pronounce you husband and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

[sighs] Thanks for doing that.

Mm, you're welcome.

So, uh, I'll be over after work with my stuff.

What stuff?

You do realize I have to move in with you?

Oh.

Yeah. Okay, of course.

Norma, it... it has to look real.

I'm an elected official.

I need people to trust me, okay?

I'm not supposed to be cutting legal corners and marrying...

Have they met you?

Funny.

Hey, this was your idea. It wasn't mine.

You wanted to do it.

Yeah, yeah...

You've got to commit to it.

Okay, it's not a joke.

What we're doing is illegal.

I could easily lose my job, not to mention I already have enough people pissed off at me who would love to see me get in trouble for something, including the DEA.

The DEA investigates fake marriages?

Don't make me regret doing this.

Okay, fine, I get it. I get it.

Yeah, sure. Move in.

It's gonna be fine, okay?

I'm an easy roommate. I work a lot.

It's not forever.

Okay.

All right?

See you tonight, okay?

Okay.

All right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Good, I'll see you tonight.

[electricity crackling]

I feel like I've been through hell and back, but here I am, dragging a hunk of metal down the street like nothing's changed.

You know, I, um...

I worked with this guy once who...

He... he lost his leg in a drilling accident and, um, he suffered from, uh...

From phantom, uh, limb syndrome.

His... his mind was so used to, uh, you know, to the leg being there that it...

It tricked him into thinking it was there even though it wasn't.

So you're saying I'm gonna have phantom t*nk syndrome?

Well, you know, it's a, uh, it's a pretty small, selective group...

[giggles]

But I'm sure they have an Internet site.

I'm thinking about f*ring Gunner.

Why?

I mean, if he worked for me, I'd fire Gunner, but w-why specifically?

I'm thinking about getting out of the, uh...

The weed-growing business.

[pensive music]

The truth is, I just...

I don't know.

I'm... I'm not all that excited about it anymore.

And, um, I'd like to try and do something...

Something different with my life.

Something... Something better.

So you're gonna give up the farm?

Well, I mean, I was only renting it, so...

I'm just going to be out the money for the barn, but whatever.

Well, breakfast is from 7:00 to 8:30; lunch is from 12:00 to 1:00; dinner's from 5:00 to 6:00.

You can make phone calls here.

Phone use is restricted until administration allows access, and then there's a ten-minute time limit, and your calls will be monitored by a staff member.

[lock beeps]

Now, after your initial consultation with Dr. Edwards, he's going to set up a daily therapy schedule for you.

When you have free time, you can spend it in your room or here in the patient lounge, or outside in permitted areas.

Have you any questions so far?

Yes, how long will I be here?

That's up to Dr. Edwards.

But... but is it like, a week, two weeks?

Well, it's different for everybody.

You just have to trust your doctor.

Have you been in therapy before?

[clock ticks]

I've talked to therapists once or twice.

Why'd you stop?

Let's just say my mother tends to have a lot of problems, and both times that took precedence.

Although, to be fair, I didn't like it.

Why not?

I just think it's s... silly for a fallible human being to try and explain what's going on in someone else's head.

That's not what therapy is.

Therapy is a two-person job.

You drive...

[laughs]

And I try to help navigate.

Yeah, how do you imagine that I am driving anything here?

You committed yourself, Norman.

[ominous music]

Do you not want to be here?

No.

My mother made me.

She wants me to be here.

Yes, that's true.

She spoke to me about you before you had been admitted.

Oh, oh, so she was planning all of this, then?

I think she was just very worried about you.

She was worried she no longer knew how to help you.

No... You know something?

Doctor?

Sometimes, a person might think someone needs help because they are actually the one that needs help.

Sometimes, yes.

I don't feel like talking.

That's okay.

But why not?

How long does this go on for?

50 minutes.

Can I just leave?

I'd rather you didn't.

Then we'll just sit here, then, I guess.

That's fine too.

Hmm.

He was admitted last night.

I would love to speak with him.

I'm sorry. New arrivals aren't allowed outside contact for 72 hours.

What? No one told me that.

I... I'm sure it was explained at the time of admittance.

No, it wasn't.

I... I didn't...

[sighs]

Um, could you please get a message to my son, Norman Bates?

Uh, could you please tell him...

That I love him.

I... I will have to ask Dr. Edwards' permission to give him the message, but I will do my best.

Thank you very much.

[doorbell rings]

I'm gonna need a key.

[footsteps, objects being moved]

[footsteps approaching]

[objects being rustled, drawer shuts]

You... you making something, or?

No, I'm just getting started.

Well, it's gotten around town that we got married, and my buddy's offered us the best table at his restaurant.

It's on the house.

Come on, Norma.

Might as well go have a free dinner.

I know... I'm sorry; I don't think I can.

I... I've just got... I've got a lot on my mind, and I'm so worried about Norman, and I know... Know this is stupid, but this is the third time that I've been married, and I'm never gonna be good at it, and this isn't even real, so I... I just can't go out in public and act like I'm happy.

[chopping vigorously]

That's what alcohol is for.

Get dressed.

Okay, we're going to dinner.

[soft orchestral music plays]

What's for dinner, Scout?

Brisket.

Should have gone with the turkey pot pie.

I'm just saying.

Never seen anyone look so pissed off at a turkey pot pie.

Just... reminds me of someone I know.

You mind if I eat it?

Of course not.

[laughs]

So what's your name?

Norman.

Hmm.

I'm Julian.

Or maybe I'm not.

[laughs]

Come on. All right. I'm sorry.

I get bored. I'm just...

I'm just actually excited there's someone relatively my own age here.

I get tired of trying to make conversation with the nut bars.

Well, how'd you know I'm not a nut bar?

I've been here awhile.

I can size people up.

What are you in for?

Uh, uh, honestly don't know exactly.

Committed?

I committed myself.

But you don't know why?

I... I would just rather not talk about it, please, Julian.

Okay, okay, fair enough.

I'm here 'cause my parents think I'm annoying.

They could be right.

They could be.

[chuckles] Touché.

Parents.

Can't live with 'em, can't live without...

You know what?

Actually, I can totally live without them.

[solemn music]

Right?

[gentle piano music]

[laughter]

See? Yeah, alcohol just makes it all so much easier.

I can see you're gonna be a great influence.

So this is your third time being married?

Yeah.

Okay.

It's my second.

Oh, my God, someone married you?

[giggles]

I was in the Marines.

Well, I was stationed in Camp Pendleton, Southern California.

Yeah.

And I met the...

She was the sister of one of my buddies.

And we hit it off and married two months later and divorced six months after that.

What happened?

Oh, geez.

I realized after about a week that I'd made a terrible mistake, and I just became really impossible to be around.

I know, very mature.

And she left me.

Aww.

How about you?

Um...

Uh, I...

I did not have a great home life.

[laughs]

My, um...

My high school boyfriend, um, knocked me up and, um, I ran off with him and had Dylan, and it was not good.

And about two years into it I met Norman's father.

I thought I was in love.

We had an affair.

Um, Dylan's dad found out about it, and he left me, and, um, I married that guy.

Sam.

He was an assh*le.

And then he d*ed.

[laughs]

I canno... you really cannot make this sh*t up.

Yeah, no, you couldn't.

Well, here's to two people who really know how to choose.

Cheers.

Cheers.

[laughs]

Can I ask you a question?

Sure, we're married.

[giggles]

Um, who the hell do you sleep with?

I mean...

What?

I... I... I mean, you know what I mean.

You must be sleeping with someone all this time.

Yeah, I got people I see.

Oh, that's cryptic.

Is it anyone I know?

Possibly, yeah.

It's a small town.

I want names.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Sooner or later I'm gonna break my neck on those stupid stairs.

Hey, look, more stairs.

Whoa.

Whoa.

Okay.

Here, wait, wait, let me help you up here.

This is like an Olympic sobriety test.

You all right?

Yeah, yes.

Whoo!

[giggles]

You sure you're okay?

I'm fine. I'm fine.

I'm just... I had a little too much wine.

[gentle music]

All right.

Well, you go to sleep, then.

Okay.

Fine.

Good night.

Sleep well, Mrs. Romero.

I'm keepin' my name!

[birds chirping]

[somber music]

There's a morning yoga class outside if you care to join.

It'll be good for you. Very relaxing.

I'd rather stick hot pins in my eyes.

But thank you.

[construction truck grinding]

[truck beeping]

Another load's in.

[truck grinding]

Mrs. Romero.

Oh, uh, yes.

We found this over by the dirt.

Thought maybe you lost it.

Is it yours?

I was wondering where this went.

Thank you very much.

No problem.

[ominous music]

What's going on?

Hey, man.

Wasn't expecting you back so soon.

I was just about to bounce.

What?

Oh, here.

I wrote you a note.

[sighs]

"Going to Cali.

"Leftovers are in the cooler.

Peace out. Gunner."

Wow, that's, um...

That's pretty emotional.

I'm sorry, man. I had fun helping you out.

I don't mean to be discouraging or anything.

I'm just not sure this venture's gonna pan out long-term, you know?

Can't take the risk. I know it's not much notice.

It's not any notice.

I know. I'm sorry.

You're a good guy, Dylan.

Just stay on the bright side.

All right, man.

[engine turns over]

He frickin' quit.

What, without saying anything?

Yes.

Yeah, it was totally annoying.

Well, you know, at least you don't have to fire him.

No, but I... I was pre... I was prepared.

I mean... I wanted to fire him.

[laughs] You still there? I wasn't laughing at you. I was kind of laughing at you.

[chuckles]

Dylan?

Hey, Em, um, I got to go.

I'll call you later, okay?

[line beeps]

What do you want?

You here alone?

I thought I would have heard from... from you after what happened between your father and I.

Look, Chick, whatever happened between you and Caleb's between you and Caleb.

I think you should leave.

You know that it wasn't my intention to have you k*lled, right?

I was a product of divorce too.

[cane taps]

I know all about Mommy trying to make Daddy into the bad guy, but I thought that you ought to know what your father's capable of.

[ominous music]

He b*at me within an inch of my life.

He left me for dead.

So what do you want?

I want Caleb.

Yeah, well, I haven't spoke to him, and I don't know how to find him.

Thanks, Dylan.

See you around.

[exhales]

You're home from work early.

Wha... What are you doing here?

I, um, left my favorite socks here a few weeks ago.

Was just looking for them.

Did you find them?

No, not yet.

What's with all the boxes?

Just packing some stuff up.

I, uh, haven't seen you in a while.

You just cashed a check at the bank three days ago.

Sometimes, you know, I forget about you until I see you again, and then...

I remember you.

Hey.

Mm.

I got to tell you something.

What?

Stop.

Mm.

I got married.

Um, welf, wow.

Who's the lucky lady?

Norma Bates.

She's a widow. She runs a motel on the old highway.

Why did you never mention her to me?

We never mentioned a lot of things to each other.

Okay.

I mean, it's not like we were, you know.

You know what I mean.

No, yeah, no, no, I know what you mean.

Come on. Look, I'm sorry.

No, hey, don't be sorr...

I mean, you're the one that got married, not me.

I can still sleep with whoever I want to.

Hmm.

Hmm.

But, um, in the meantime, I, uh...

I need to ask you a professional question.

Yeah, what's that?

You know, Bob Paris just took off... right before the DEA raided his house.

Well, the DEA also came to the bank.

They seized his accounts and all of his records.

Okay, what's the question?

Am I in danger?

What, because you've been laundering his accounts?

It depends. Did you do a good job?

I've never heard anyone mention your name or the bank or how any of the money was laundered.

Okay.

They want Bob or anyone above Bob.

You're a tangent. You're...

Look, if you don't do anything to call attention to yourself, I think you're fine.

Right.

Well, uh... hmm.

Here's your key.

Oh, and if you do, uh, find my socks, please let me know.

They're pink.

[suspenseful music]

[sighs]

[objects clattering]

[gasps]

Oh, God, it's you.

I got scared.

Norman's the only one who's ever down here.

Huh.

What were you doing?

I was looking for somewhere to do my laundry.

Just give me your laundry. I like doing laundry.

[suspenseful music]

Is that the truth?

No, actually, I was hiding a bunch of money down here.

Yeah, that's funny.

Okay.

Come on, I'll make us something to eat.

[door opens]

Norma?

[door closes]

Norma?

Dylan.

Hey.

How's Emma doing?

Um, yeah, she... she's better and better every day, but, you know, still has a long ways to go.

Good.

I, um...

I just saw Romero leaving. Is everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Uh, he will be around a fair amount.

W-we got married.

[somber music]

I, uh, can't believe that Romero would do all that for you.

Well, yeah, well, he... he's got his good side.

You know, guys don't just...

Don't just marry people because they want to give them insurance coverage for the heck of it.

Uh... he just wanted to help me out.

Norma, I'm a... I'm a guy.

Okay, I know what guys do.

You know, he's...

He's... he's not the worst person in the world.

Yeah, no, he... he's not the worst person in the world, but I... I don't like him like that.

I can't think about anything but Norman right now.

I... I'm worried about him all the time.

I feel like I abandoned him.

I just wish they would let me talk to him.

It... it's awful how it happened.

No, I'm sorry.

You're doing the right thing for him.

I hope so.

What if he says something wrong?

All the secrets that I've tried to hide, things that other people won't understand.

I have no control over any of it, and I have tried so hard for so long to protect him, until I couldn't.

In a way, it doesn't matter.

It's out there, for better or for worse, it's out of my hands.

The chips will fall, so we'll see what happens.

You know, I think that...

I think maybe it's all gonna be okay, Norma.

You just have to allow it to be.

Do you think you're going to feel like talking today?

[rain patters, clock ticks]

I just have blackouts.

Can I just get some medicine for that?

You absolutely can.

Your mom says that sometimes you talk to people who aren't there, that sometimes you can get violently angry.

So can she.

Huh.

[sighs]

[sighs]

How can I help you, Norman?

You want to know a secret?

Everyone needs help.

Someone is paying a lot of money for you to be here, so you should take advantage of it.

No one comes here for the food.

You committed yourself, Norman.

On some level, you want help.

I think I can help you if you let me.

You know that I am only here because of my mother.

You're 18.

But it means something to her.

Now, she would be upset if I didn't.

And you don't want her to be upset.

I never want her to be upset.

She's the most wonderful person in the world.

Then why are you angry at her?

I can't tell you that.

Actually, you can.

It's safe here.

I'm angry because she asks too much.

She wants too much.

Now, I have tried to always be there for her, and I have been a very good son, but there is just something wrong with my mother, an... and she does things, and then she blames me, but these things I can't... Just can't talk about.

You can talk about them.

Nothing bad is gonna happen...

Oh, bad things will happen if I do, and... and, yes, if I don't talk about them, then other bad things might happen, so I don't know what to do.

I just don't want to hurt her, but I am scared.

Do you understand?

I do understand.

This is a tough dilemma, but maybe we can work through it.

[slams furniture] Gah.

[door slams shut]

I know I'm not allowed to see him yet, and you couldn't even get him my phone message, and... and I understand that.

But I really need to see him, to know that he's okay.

I'll ask Dr. Edwards if he can talk to you.

Thank you.

We have these policies for a reason, Norma.

He's having a hard time, uh, establishing trust with me.

Uh, he needs to do that.

It's kind of like sending your kid away to camp.

But Norman never went to camp.

Mm.

Maybe... maybe Norman is feeling the same thing.

We are very close.

Maybe it would be good for Norman to see me, allow him to know that everything was okay and that he could focus on what it is he's trying to accomplish here.

I'm just asking to see him once.

You know, Amelia, I am just so excited to get into these next items.

[laughs] Sweetie, I know what you mean.

We haven't seen bargains like this in such a long time.

What do we have up first?

Well, if you're into tanzanite, and I know you are, wait till you see this beauty.

Are you talking about item 6381?

Oh, be still my heart.

[laughs] That's right.

Just look at this 14-karat white gold ring with a stone that's just...

Norman.

Tiny diamond chunks to give it added sparkle.

Mother.

Oh, honey, it's so good to see you.

And if they're over a karat...

It's good to see you too.

Oh, no, I was talking to my son.

Well, I still mean it.

These beauties with just $489...

Can we talk somewhere else?

Oh, my goodness.

I can't even believe that.

I hope you're listening.

[indistinct television chatter]

I know you're angry at me right now, and I don't blame you.

I just want to tell you how sorry I am about all this.

We both know this is the best place for you right now, and we have to think about the future, and this is not forever.

Norman, say something.

Just speak to me.

What would you like me to say, Mother?

You put me in this place against my will.

Because I am trying to help you.

You don't need to whisper.

There are no secrets here at Pineview.

All I want for you is for you to get better and get the help that you need.

I need?

So I'm the only one that needs help, really, Mother?

We're still playing that game?

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

The only reason that you are here is because I don't know how to help you.

Well, I can't help anyone because I can't tell anyone the truth.

What truth?

That people have d*ed, that we don't know why, that something is very, very wrong, and that you won't face it.

Lower your voice.

I don't want to lower my voice.

I don't want to talk to you.

[dramatic music]

I'm actually afraid of you right now because you have put me in this horrible position.

What am I supposed to do, Mother?

I just... I don't know, I don't... I'm doing my best.

Okay? I just... I just want you to forgive me.

I don't forgive you.

I can't forgive you.

Stuffing me in here, you have painted me in a corner that I cannot get out of, and I have never been so disappointed in anyone.

Norman.

[ominous music]

Norma?

Wha... what happened?

I went to see Norman.

[sighs]

I'm sorry.

I begged him for forgiveness.

He told me he had no feelings for me.

It was like he was a different person.

He's never been like this, ever.

He's an 18-year-old kid.

He's mad right now, okay?

He's gonna get over it.

You did the right thing.

It's s... so scary.

All of it.

[sniffles]

[sighs]

And not just how he feels about me.

If he says things...

Things that he needs to say, I could lose him forever.

No, you... you're doing the right thing.

[warm piano music]

I don... I don't think we should do this yet.

I want to do it.

No, don't... Don't play with me, okay?

I'm not. I'm not.

Are you sure you want to do this?

I'm sure I want to do this right now.

Now, Norman. You can't just go in there.

I just want to talk...

Hey, a little help, please.

No, let me through. He wants to speak to me.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Easy, Norman. Easy.

Get off me!

I just want to talk to him!

[tense music]

Hey.

I heard you were upset.

I'm sorry I couldn't see you earlier.

I was in the middle of a session.

Oh, no, that's... That's all right.

I understand.

[ominous music]

But I do need to tell you something.

Whatever it is, you can tell me.

I have reason to believe that my mother is insane and might be k*lling people.

You know if you make that accusation, I will have to report this to the authorities.

I do.