All language subtitles for Bates Motel - 02x01

NARRATOR:
Previously on Bates Motel...

Yeah. You're different.

What's so different
about me?

BRADLEY:
You're kind of weird.

Weird good.

I shouldn't have done it
with someone like you.
Ripped By mstoll

NORMA: I found out today that the
city is building a new bypass.

It's gonna be
the new main road.

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

So when can you sneak me
into my dad's office?

Did Jerry Martin
have an office here?

I'm not feeling too friendly
towards Jerry Martin.

BRADLEY:
They're from a woman.

B. "All my love, B."
Who's B?

WATSON: Norman!

What are you doing walking in the rain?
Come on, get in.

You probably shouldn't tell
anyone that you came here.

Norman, what happened?

Emma got upset
and had to leave

and Miss Watson was going
to give me a ride,

but the next thing
I remember,

I was just running on the road
alone, trying to get home.

NORMA: Everything is good,
Norman, finally.

(LAUGHS)
Everything is good.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?
This is Principal Hudgins

calling from the
White Pine Bay High School

emergency phone tree.

I'm sorry to report
that one of our teachers,

Blaire Watson,
was found dead this morning,

the victim of
a violent crime

which is currently being investigated
by the sheriff's office.

This has been a profound
loss for all of us.

There will be no school Monday
so members of our community

can attend
her memorial service.

We encourage
everyone to attend

to celebrate the life
of this wonderful teacher.

(CALL ENDS)
What is it?

That was the principal
of your schooL

What happened?

Norman...

What happened
last night?

You said something
about Miss Watson

was going to give
you a ride home?

Uh-huh.
But she didn't?

You never got
in the car?

I don't remember.

I just remember
running home.

I guess she couldn't
have given me a ride

if I was running
home, right?

Why?

Um...

Miss Watson is dead.

What?

Apparently,
someone killed her.

REVEREND: Man, who is
born of a woman,

has but a short time to live,
and is full of misery.

He comes up and is cut
down like a flower.

In the midst of life,
we are in death.

Of whom may we seek
for our succor, O Lord,

who is justly displeased
because of our sins?

Yet, O Lord God most holy...
(SOBBING)

O Lord, most mighty, O holy
and most merciful savior,

deliver us not into the bitter
pains of eternal death.

Do not shut your merciful
ears to our prayers.

(NORMAN WEEPING LOUDLY)
But...

But spare us,
Lord most holy,

O God most mighty,

O holy and merciful savior,
most worthy judge eternal.

(SOBBING)

Suffer us not,
in our last hour,

for any pains of death,
to fall from...

(DOOR OPENS)

(SIGHS) You need
to eat something.

She was so kind.

I can't imagine why
anyone would hurt her.

Sweetheart, you didn't
really know her.

You knew only
one part of her.

God knows what else was going
on in that woman's life.

We only see the tip of the iceberg with...
With anyone.

We see what people
want us to see, but...

But that doesn't mean there
wasn't something else underneath.

No, she wasn't
a bad person.

No, I'm not
saying she was.

Who would do this to her?
I don't know, honey.

But it's not your problem
to figure out who, okay?

Brother, brother

You're untrue, you're untrue

Brother, brother, brother

These legs are closed to you

Lie

Lie

Lie

And you look me in the eye

(HORN BLARING)

Lie

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Lie

And you look me in the eye

Brother, brother, brother

Little boy,
you've got some nerve

Brother, brother, brother

You're gonna get...

You know there's no
rhyme or reason

For the way
you turned out to be

I didn't go and try
to change my mind

Not intentionally

I know it's hard
to hear me say it

But I can't bear
to stay and

I just know, I know,
I know, I know

That you're gonna
be okay anyway

Always keep
your heart locked tight

Don't let your mind retire

Oh, but I just
couldn't take it

I tried hard
not to fake it

But I fumbled it
when it came down to the wire

It felt bad,
it felt right

Oh, but I fumbled it
when it came down...

To this lake here.
You can catch it at 11:15.

Good morning.
Good morning.

How's it going?

Good.

It got busy. Everyone
came in all at once.

Where's Norman?
He's supposed to be here.

I... I haven't seen him.

Do you want me to go look...
Look for him?

No, no.

I'll get him.
Okay.

(CLASSICAL PIANO
MUSIC PLAYING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
NORMA: Norman?

(SIGHS)

You're supposed
to be in the office.

Put that down and get
back down there.

Mother, just let me
finish this.

What does that mean?

Five minutes, five hours? You're
taking apart a woodchuck.

I don't know how long
that's supposed to take.

There's a line of customers.
Fine.

(MUSIC STOPS PLAYING) And it's
a beaver, not a woodchuck.

It's the first
sophisticated animal

I've had the chance
to work on by myself.

Oh.

Norman, seriously,

you spend too much time
in the basement.

It's not normal.

You need to be out in the
world, doing normal things.

Can we go driving? You
know my test is coming up.

I definitely need
to be practicing.

Yes! Yes, we can
go driving,

but I need you to
come down and help me

take care of customers
in our sold-out motel!

Hey, Emma.

Hey, Norman.
Sorry.

Wow, it's busy, huh?
Yeah, I took care of it.

Oh, these came for you.

I guess you sent
these to Bradley.

I was just
concerned about her,

you know,
after the accident.

You know,
it wasn't an accident.

She jumped off a bridge.

It's a euphemism. You know,
I know what happened.

You know, she...

She's getting out of
the mental hospital today.

Yeah, I ran into Jenna in town.
She... She told me.

Why would
she tell you about it?

Because I asked
how Bradley was.

Oh.

Well... Well, good.

Yeah, yeah,
I'm glad she's better.

Hi, honey.

Hi, Mom.

Heard we're going home.

What is that?

I want to start
paying you rent.

I know I keep saying
I'm gonna move out,

but I haven't moved
out yet, have I?

I'm not taking your money.
I know where you get it.

Norma, that's stupid.

You might as well say
that you're not gonna go

to the laundry
or the car wash.

Okay, because
let's be honest,

everything in this town exists
because of the weed industry.

My motel doesn't. It's just
happy people on vacations.

Okay, Norma, whatever.

All right, I'm just gonna
leave that there though.

You don't ever have to
take it, but I'm trying.

(TIRES SCREECHING) Are
you gonna pass this guy?

No.
Well, then why did you

look in the side mirror
and edge out like that?

I was thinking
about passing him.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You're too far off the
road on this side!

Get back towards the middle.
I can drive, Mother,

without you telling me
every little thing to do!

Excuse me if I don't want you
to suddenly find your wheel

off the road in the dirt,

and then suddenly,
we veer off into a tree.

Of course, I wouldn't know
how to not drive into a tree

if it wasn't
for your assistance.

Come on.

If you are going to pass
this guy, which you should,

make sure it's totally clear
and then use your blinker.

I know how to use
the blinker, Mom.

(BLINKER TICKING)
Okay.

Go, go, go, go, 90!

Floor it, floor it!
Get around this guy.

Hurry!
(HORN HONKS)

Good. Good, very good.

No, you're kidding.

You're actually
complimenting me?

Now don't be sarcastic.

I'm just trying to help you.

Or do you want
to not drive?

I'm not sure
that I am driving.

(SIGHS)

Oh, Norman,
not here again.

Norman, Miss Watson passed
away four months ago.

No, she was murdered.

I never got the chance
to say good-bye.

When is this gonna end?

What?

This endless moping
around about Miss Watson!

Yes, it was horrible
and it was sad,

but it's not like
she was your friend

or a girlfriend
or a relative.

She was just your teacher!

You're a teenager,
it's summer.

You should be out, I don't
know, playing baseball

or going to swimming holes
or something normal.

I don't think mourning
the death of someone

who had been
special to you

is particularly
abnormal!

Oh, I am just
a little concerned

that you seem
obsessed with...

(SIGHS)

Morbidity or something.

I mean,
you spend your days

equally mooning
over a dead teacher

and taking apart
dead animals.

It's just weird.
It's not right, Norman.

It makes me feel
like a bad mother.

You're not a bad mother.

Well, whatever.

The point is, it's not
healthy for you.

You need to spend time with
actual living organisms.

Come on, let's go home.

You drive.

(EXHALES)

Oh.

Whew, whoa,
you're going 42!

I saw the speed limit was 35.
Stop it.

And you hit two of those bump
thingies in the middle of the road.

I'm afraid
you might just suddenly

veer off into
an oncoming truck or...

(TIRES SCREECHING)
Mother, what are you doing?

Excuse me,
what's going on here?

This here is
the new bypass road.

It's gonna connect from here to the
main highway on the far side of town.

Yeah, I know all about it, but...
But why are you here now?

I read it was delayed
for funding.

Look, lady, all I know

is that we're gonna
break ground on Monday.

Monday?

(SIGHING) Okay.

Okay, thank you.

What's the matter?

They're building
the new bypass.

They're actually
building it.

I thought I had time
to fight it.

What did he say, Mother?

(SIGHING) They're starting
work on Monday.

This is the road that's
gonna ruin our lives.

Mom, I'm just walking
into the village, okay?

They have a meeting tomorrow.
Who has a meeting?

The White Pine Bay
City Council.

I'm putting my name
on the agenda to speak.

To speak about what?

The bypass.

Mom, what are you
gonna say? You, uh...

You need to prepare
for something like that.

I will be prepared.
I have until tomorrow.

Norman, we have
to fight this.

You've got to stand up
for yourself in life.

You can't let
the world run over you.

Mom, you...
How are you gonna stop

a city
from building a road?

Come here.

Come here.
Look out there.

We did that.

All those cars, all those
people out there in our motel,

all of them,
every single one,

found us driving
along the main road.

Remember that first night
we got to turn on

the "No vacancy" sign?

Uh-huh. You remember
what that felt like?

Yeah.

We started over.

We came here to do it,
and we did it,

and I'm not letting anyone
take that away from us, okay?

I will figure it out.

Okay, Mother.

Where'd you say
you were going?

Oh, um, into the village.

Okay.

Have fun.

See you in a bit.
(SIGHS)

You'll see, Norman.

We're gonna do this.
It's all gonna be good!

Bradley Martin,
what do you want?

I want to know
who killed my dad.

I don't know
who killed your dad.

I find that
hard to believe.

You worked
with him every day.

You must know something.

Who his enemies were, if
someone had it out for him.

How old are you?

Old enough.

I'm sorry about what
happened to your father,

but all I can tell you is
stuff you don't want to hear.

Try me.

Your father was a shit-heel.

He was out for himself,
he had no loyalty to anyone,

and that's a bad move
in this business.

That's a good start.

I could tell you more,
if you want to come inside.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

So go home, kid.

Forget about him.

(MAGAZINE CLICKS)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)
(GASPS)

What?
AMELIA: It's Mom.

(DOORKNOB RATTLES)
lt's locked.

Yeah?

A boy is here
to see you.

Norman Bates?

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)

I wrote you nearly every day
you were in the institution.

I know.

Thought I should be
away for a while.

Well, how are you doing?

Awesome.

Okay.

Human relationships are...

...glorious,
aren't they, Norman?

I guess I just wanted
to say one thing to you.

I heard about
what happened,

that you tried
to kill yourself.

I tried to imagine what that would
feel like, wanting to do that.

It must have been
terribly isolating,

feeling that you had
nowhere to turn,

no one to talk to,
no way out.

But...

Uh, you never need
to feel that way.

You need to know that you
can always talk to me,

and that I will always be there
for you, if you need me...

...as a friend.

I just wanted
to tell you that.

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Hey!

Why are you taking
pictures of me?

(CAMERA CLICKING)

Hey!

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Hey.
Hey, Gil.

Hey.

Relax.

Hey, if you see
Jerry Martin's kid

poking around
asking questions,

get rid of her,
all right?

I don't want anybody talking
to her about anything.

Why, what happened?

Well, she showed up
at my place last night

out of the blue,
asking questions.

You know,
who killed her dad.

I don't need that shit.

I thought I got rid
of my Jerry Martin problem.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

That girl's crazy,
you know?

I heard she was locked up.
It's a shame.

She's smoking hot.

Hey-

Hey, why the hell does Gil
hate Jerry Martin so much?

Probably because
Jerry Martin

was sleeping
with his girlfriend.

Really?

Who's that?

Blaire Watson,
the chick who got killed.

The daughter of
the other weed family.

Let's go, we've got a run to do.
Come on.

Hello.
Can I help you?

Yeah, I was wondering
if it would be possible

for me to see
Sheriff Romero?

Your name?
Norman Bates.

So, uh, what can I do
for you, Norman?

Well, uh, today I was at
the graveyard, you know,

up on Shepard's Hill,
where Miss Watson's buried,

and I saw this strange man
standing at her grave.

Here, I took some
photos of him that,

you know, I thought
might be helpful.

That, uh... That maybe

this man might have had something
to do with her murder.

Well, why do
you think that?

Before she died,
I overheard her at school

having an argument with
someone on the phone,

someone named Eric.

I just...
I got suspicious

when I saw that man
standing at her graveside.

And, um, you... You go
to her grave a lot?

I do. Sometimes.

Yeah? How come?

Uh, I don't know. I...

I just feel so terrible
about her death.

It seems so unfair.
Yeah.

You ever go to her house?

Me?

I, um... I did, yeah.

Yeah, when?

Ooh.

(CHUCKLES)
I don't remember exactly.

Uh, we... You know,
we were working on

a story I wrote for
class, and she liked it

and wanted to try and
help me get it published,

so we met at her house
to go over it.

She was wonderful that way,
you know, Miss Watson,

always trying to be
helpful to her students.

Why? Why... Did you find
any evidence, or...

Are my... My fingerprints
at her house, or...

Well, if we did, we wouldn't
know they were yours, right?

I mean, unless you'd ever been
fingerprinted before. (CHUCKLES)

I haven't.

But I wouldn't have
been the only student

to ever have gone
to her house, would I?

No.

We got a lot of prints
at her house

that we assume belong
to students, yeah.

Other teachers
told us she did a lot

of school projects
at her home.

Yeah, don't worry. We're
gonna find her killer.

That's very good to hear.

Do you want me to email you
a copy of those photos?

No, no, that's not
necessary. Thanks.

Well, I'd...
I'd better be going.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

We understand
Crime and Punishment

is a classic, but is it
really appropriate reading

for high school students?

An old lady gets
murdered with a hatchet

very early in the book,
and the main character,

who we're supposed
to feel sympathy for,

is the murderer.

His savior comes in the form

of a prostitute
named Sonia. Really?

Look, the PTA parents have
put together a list of books

we think would be
more appropriate titles.

Thank you, Marcy.

We will discuss this
with the school board.

All right, that's gonna
end the meeting for tonight.

All in favor, say "Aye."
Excuse me.

Um, I signed up to be
on the agenda tonight.

Uh, excuse me?

It's about
the new bypass.

I read that
it was delayed,

and now I hear that it's
being started on Monday?

I don't support the road.

I'm proposing
that we stop it.

And you are?

I'm Norma Bates.

I own the Bates Motel.

LEE; And?

Well, this new bypass
is gonna cut us off

from all the traffic
going through town,

and it's gonna
destroy our business.

Well, approach the council,
Mrs. Bates.

So...
So what's your plan

for stopping the bypass,
Norma Bates?

My plan?
Mmm.

Well, um,

I wanted to express
my views to the council.

LEE: Which you've done.

Anything else?

I just... I don't see how
you can think this is okay.

It's gonna create this
whole big, ugly strip

of big-box stores and all
sorts of traffic out there.

It's not gonna be
the same quaint town.

Are you saying that you don't
want the economic boost

that comes from having big, new
stores out on the highway?

Oh, wait.

Not unless it suits
your business, right?

I think
you're a little confused,

and, frankly, out of line.

All in favor of
ending the meeting?

ALL: Aye.

You're a dick!

LEE: Excuse me?

Yes, I just
called you a dick,

because that's what you are!

I'm stuck here now because
I can't sell my property

because of your
stupid bypass!

I'm underwater!

No one told me that
before I bought it.

Maybe you should talk about
that at a city council meeting.

Or maybe
you should talk about

the fact that your fancy
town is run on drug money.

Maybe that would be worth
talking about as opposed

to crazy house moms whining
about whether or not their kids

have read about
ax murderers and whores.

Welcome to
the world, ladies!

There are
ax murderers and whores

stuffed under every rug,

so your kids better read up
on it and get educated,

because that's
what life is!

It's a cesspool
you claw and scratch

and fight to swim out of,
but you never get to the top!

LEE: As voted, the meeting is adjourned.
(GAVEL BANGS)

Why'd you want to
meet way out here?

Why all the secrecy?

I heard
you talked to Gil.

So what if I did?

That's not smart.

You know what your dad
did, what Gil does.

You need to stay
away from him.

You need to stay away
from the whole operation.

As soon as he tells me
who killed my dad.

He's not gonna do that.

We'll see.
I think...

I'm pretty sure, actually,

that your dad was sleeping
with Blaire Watson.

That's the "B" that you
found in those letters.

And she also happened
to be Gil's girlfriend.

And when Gil found out,
he wasn't very happy.

Now, I don't know if that's
what happened to your father,

but it's more than likely.

You need to stop
doing what you're doing

and stay the hell out
of all of this.

It's not gonna
bring your dad back,

and it could get
you hurt, or worse.

I like how you're worried
about me all of a sudden.

It's funny.

Why is it funny?

Because you didn't answer
any of my emails.

What?

That was about
my brother.

He likes you.

There's lines
you don't cross.

(SOFTLY) Whatever.

I'm just trying to
help you, Bradley.

I don't need you to.

ROMERO: Norma!

(SIGHS) You scared me.

You shouldn't sneak up
on somebody like that.

I didn't know walking
down the sidewalk

constitutes sneaking up
on somebody.

What do you want?

You all right?

I have been better. (SIGHS)

What's the matter?

I... (EXHALES)

I am not even gonna go into it.
(CHUCKLES)

Well, I wanted to tell you that
Norman came to see me today.

What for?

He brought me a photo
he took of a man

out at Blaire Watson's grave.

Did you know he's been going
out there on a regular basis?

I know
he's been out there.

(SIGHS)

I thought
he's gotten over this.

I... I think that...

He's young,
he's impressionable.

Her death
hit him very hard.

He and Miss Watson...
I don't even...

I don't even know
her first name.

Blaire.
Mmm.

She was his advisor.
He really cared about her.

Yeah, that's what he told me.
Yeah.

Norman is a very
sensitive boy.

Still, you know, four
months after she died,

I... I don't think he should
be hanging out at her grave.

Oh, no, l totally
agree with you.

And he should... He needs to
find some other activities.

Trust me, I'm working on it.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

It's summer, just, um...
Right.

Go let him have some fun,
you know, let him be a kid.

You're right, absolutely.

He should. He will.

(HORROR MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

MAN: Feels like the hose
is caught on something.

(INDISTINCT TALKING ON TV)

This has got to stop.

What?

I was just
pulled aside by Romero,

who filled me in
on your visit.

What did I do?

I... I didn't do
anything wrong.

I saw a suspicious man at her
grave and went to the police.

Stop it!

Stop it.
This is not sane!

You are obsessed
with that dead woman.

Why? Why, Norman?

Why are you obsessed
with her death?

I went to her house
that night.

What night?

The night she was killed.

But that's not
what you told me.

That's not
what you said.

You said that...

She offered you a ride and
that you didn't take it.

That's not what I said!

I said she offered me a ride,
and then I was running home.

But something happened
in the middle.

I... I couldn't tell you.
You'd have been angry,

you know, disappointed in me.
Norman.

Norman, you need to tell me
what happened that night.

She took me to her house
to clean up my eye,

you know, where...
Where it had been cut.

And she was nice.
She made me tea.

She talked to me.

But it was, uh...

It was weird.

You know, I felt like
something was happening,

like she was attracted
to me or something.

And it felt wrong
but also not wrong.

Did you sleep with her?

No. No, I, uh...

No, she was just gonna drive
me home, but... But, um...

She went to change and she
left her bedroom door open,

and I could see her,
you know, undressing.

And I got, uh... I got
scared, I guess, you know?

I got, um...

I got, um...

(SOBS) I don't
really remember!

I just remember
feeling almost like

I was gonna faint,

and then the next thing I
know, I was running home.

I don't remember.
(SIGHS)

You don't remember what happened?
No!

No, I've tried!

But all I can think about is
if I hadn't have left,

I might have been there when
that person attacked her,

and I might have
been able to help her,

I might have been
able to save her.

I feel like it's my fault,
like I've let her down.

Then why did you leave?

I don't know, Mother.

(SNIFFLES)

Norman, listen to me.

She tried to seduce you,
and it was not appropriate.

Somewhere inside, you knew
that, and you ran away.

That's it.
It's plain and simple.

You ran away because
you're a good boy.

You're a good boy.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

You must like this place.

Can I come in?

Yes, you can.

You drink yet?
Please.

(LIQUID POURING)

So have you thought
about our little talk?

I have.

And I need to know
more about my dad.

Is that what you wanted?

So far, so good.

Not easy being a girl
without a daddy,

you know?

I can imagine.

I just need someone
to explain things to me.

To tell me everything.

Ask away.

(EXHALES)

I heard my dad was sleeping
with Blaire Watson,

and I need to know more
about my dad,

because I don't think
lever really knew him.

Take this off.

Was Blaire Watson sleeping
with anyone else?

I don't know, maybe.

Someone who might
have been jealous?

(GASPING)

What are you doing?

Did you mean
what you said,

that you'd always
be here for me?

Good.

Because I need your help.
Ripped By mstoll