Bates Motel

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Are you Emma's mom?

- I am. - What are you doing here?

I have something for Emma, and it doesn't concern you.

There's something I need to get to Emma,

and her father won't let me see her.

- Could you give it to her? - No, I can't do that.

It's funny, you and I, that we're here, and we're happy.

It's like I'm watching a movie, but it's not a movie.

When a child experiences trauma,

they create other personas who can deal with it better.

She doesn't want me to talk to you.

Why don't you want him to talk for himself?

Because there's things that he does not need to remember,

and I have worked very hard to make him forget

about these things, and I don't need you undoing it.

Don't make him remember these things,

or I will have to do something about it.

It happened again?

You blacked out in our session yesterday.

Norman, um...

one thing therapists don't always like to tell

their patients is that sometimes,

for things to get better, they have to feel worse first.

I can't make that not true for you,

but I can make sure you don't starve.

Good morning.

- Very good morning. -

Alex?

- Do you mind? - Oh, no.

Yeah, I'll start the coffee.

What are you making?

Self-portrait.

I need some air.

I don't know who thought it was a good idea

for a bunch of medicated psychos

to spend the morning inhaling glue.

- Nice cat, by the way. - It's a dog.

It's cute that you care.

- Oh, hey. There you are. - Hi.

Heading to work. What you got there?

I was thinking about making some new curtains

for the kitchen and maybe the living room.

Wanted to since I moved in.

I thought maybe if I buy the fabric wholesale

and do it myself...

You're gonna make curtains.

Yeah, I use to make my own clothes in high school.

This house is so cool. I mean, look at this.

Lookit, this is a frickin' fruit cellar

if you just wiped all this junk away.

I always wanted to plant more fruit trees and preserve fruit.

There's so much I want to do.

Well, we could do that. I'll help you.

- Really? - Yeah. Yeah... well,

I can't make curtains, but I can plant a tree.

Yeah, I'll start this weekend.

All right. I gotta go, but just start thinking about

what kind of fruit trees you want to pick,

and I'll go buy them and whatever else you need.

Yeah?

- Alex? - Yeah?

- Don't worry about it. - What? Why?

It's... I'm...

I don't want you spending your money on it.

That's not what I was asking.

Oh, come on. I don't mind.

Yeah, but that's not why I brought it up.

It's so silly.

I don't really have any money.

You know, we haven't really had enough guests

since they put the road in to even break even.

I'm behind on a lot of bills,

so the last thing I should be thinking about

is home improvements. It's bad accounting.

- Norma, why didn't you tell me? - Because it's embarrassing.

I was so excited when I first showed Norman this place.

I had so many ideas on how to fix it.

It's an amazing house, and I just kind of gave up on it, but...

I feel like taking it on.

So I'm gonna start with the curtains,

and then we can work on it one thing at a time.

There's no rush. Mm-kay?

And I know things will pick up in the spring, and, you know,

this... what are you doing?

Remember that day I told you I was hiding a bunch of money down here?

- Yeah. - Well, I actually was.

- Open it. -

Where did you get this?

It was Bob Paris' getaway cash.

Oh, I... no, I can't do that.

Well, it would help me 'cause I don't know what to do with it.

Look, this money... it doesn't belong to anybody,

and who knows how he got it?

And, honestly, I couldn't think of a better use for it

than to put it back out in the world

through your hands.

You've had nothing but bad breaks since you moved here.

And you deserve some good ones.

I mean, think of it like it's like a balancing of the scales.

Some positive karma.

Please take it. It'll help me.

I wish we could just erase all the bad things that have happened.

Okay, what jerk invented the phone?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello. Uh, is my mother there?

Uh, yeah, she's right here, Norman.

Hi, honey.

Everything okay, Mother?

Of course. Why wouldn't it be?

Oh, the sheriff is there answering your phone,

so I thought maybe you were in trouble or something.

No, no, uh, the stained-glass window in the hallway

needed to be replaced, so he... he just stopped by and helped me

put a new one in.

Norman?

Mother, I'm coming home.

- What do you mean? - I'm coming home.

As soon as I can.

Is that... is that something that you can just do?

I signed myself in voluntarily.

I can leave whenever I want.

Has something happened, Norman?

No. No, no.

Well, Dylan said that you were doing really well.

I mean, don't you think it would be good

to give it a little more time?

Oh, well, Dr. Edwards thinks I've made significant progress

and it's time for me to come home.

Is there some reason I shouldn't?

Of course not. I'm just surprised.

I'm sure you are.

I'll let you know when you can pick me up.

I'd like to know the procedure for checking myself out, please.

I'm a voluntary patient here.

I believe that means I can go home whenever I feel I'm ready.

Not exactly. There are protocols.

- Oh. - As a voluntary patient,

we ask that you write what we call

a "three-day letter" formally requesting your release.

We then have 72 hours to assess whether or not

you meet the release requirements.

What happens if I just stop payment?

Well, you've already been pre-approved

by your insurance company for three months.

- My insurance? - Well, your stepfather's.

Yes, we had to pull some strings to get you approved

for coverage quite quickly.

Hmm. Oh, I see.

Yes, you've arranged payment with...

with my stepfather.

I understand and... and... and very much appreciate you doing that.

Everyone here has been so very thoughtful and kind,

uh, but I'm leaving, and so I will just go

and prepare the necessary paperwork.

- Norman. - Yeah?

Have you told Dr. Edwards your wishes?

Not yet.

I will.

Well, Dad, you don't understand that

I can dictate the terms!

That's not how it works with her.

She doesn't play by any rules.

Emma, please. Listen to me!

I know her.

I wish she was a different person, but she's not.

She's thinking she's got a daughter that may not die.

What that means to her, who knows?

But I guarantee you it's about her,

and not about you.

I, uh, brought some breakfast.

We're fighting about my mother.

It's not a fight. It's a discussion.

Dylan, you can back me up here.

Audrey was a mess at the hospital, yeah?

You met my mother?

Dylan, please tell her.

Why didn't you tell me?

I...

I didn't want to upset you.

You, uh,

- you left this. - Thank you.

So your, uh, your... your dad finally told you

that she came to the hospital.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you myself.

I should have.

But your... your dad had really strong feelings about her,

and she... she seemed...

she seemed complicated.

Her cell phone's no longer in service.

What?

That's what we were fighting about.

He told me about the hospital, and I tried to call her,

and it was one of these automated messages...

"This phone is no longer in service" thing.

Well, m-maybe she got a new number.

Yeah,

or maybe she forgot to pay the bill.

Or couldn't afford it.