Bates Motel

Previously on Bates Motel...

Bradley, we need to talk.

You and I, we're together, right?

Norman, I don't feel that way about you.

You came at me with a meat tenderizer.

You're making this up, right?

Can I help you?

Jake Abernathy.

You know where I can find Keith Summers?

He's actually dead.

Where is it? - Where is what?

I'm not some moron like Keith Summers.

He was the bottom rung. I'm on the top.

Here's your money back.

I want you out of my motel!

You want to play, we'll play.

Shit. I wonder who died.

I was changing to go out to dinner,

walked in my room, I opened the door,

turned on the light.

Just there it was in my bed.

God, the image.

Oh, the smell is never gonna leave my brain.

Do you have any idea who might have done it?

I have a pretty good idea who might have done this.

It was that man, Jake Abernathy, who stayed at the motel.

What makes you say that?

'Cause he was asking all sorts of weird questions

about Shelby, about Keith Summers.

Like what?

Like--like how well I knew them.

Like what I knew about what happened to them.

He was asking me if I had something,

something that he was looking for

that he was supposed to get from Shelby.

What was that?

I don't know.

I thought he was crazy!

Like, why do crazy people keep gravitating towards me?

You get this guy's information when he checked in?

Yeah. Yeah, I got it.

It's down in the office.

We can go get it.

This is so stupid.

Perfectly good mattress.

Setting fire to 600 bucks.

Would you want to sleep on a mattress

a dead body had been on?

That's what Lysol is for.

What do you think they do in hospitals?

Do you think they burn the mattress

every time somebody dies?

Just cut her some slack.

It was pretty horrible.

Yeah, it was.

And that's why she'll make a meal out of it for a year.

You know I can hear you, right?

And I'm not making a meal out of it.

It was completely horrific.

Do you smell that?

Excuse me.

You can't smoke pot on my motel porch, okay?

You're kidding, right?

No, I'm not even close to kidding.

You know where you live, right?

What the local economy is around here?

No one cares.

I care.

Okay? I care.

Mom, it's okay.

No, it's not okay.

This is not happening here.

Lady, I get that you're upset 'cause someone died.

Give me that!

Whoa! Whoa!

You, what's your name?

Ra'uf.

Ra'uf?

Ra'uf...

I had an idea when I moved here

of how life was gonna be.

And, oh, okay, sure, while life can be disappointing,

no one prepared me for the colossal frickin' face-dive

off a cliff that living in this crazy-ass town really is.

Is still under my control,

and it does not include people in torn jeans

with tie-dyed clothing and dirty hair

hanging out on my new furniture smoking a doobie.

So take that as the law around here

because there doesn't seem to be much of one otherwise, okay?

All right.

Okay, just...chill.

Chill your own ass.

Dylan, get over here!

"Smoking a doobie."

I mean, what kind of people are these that you brought here?

They're workers.

Doing what?

Just processing stuff.

Processing what stuff?

Stuff.

I wasn't gonna say that, man.

I hate this place!

I hate it! I hate it.

Coming here was the worst mistake.

A horrible mistake.

This town is a nightmare.

I can't wait to get the hell out.

It can't happen soon enough.

Mother, what does that mean?

We're moving!

What are you doing here so early?

Oh, hey, I just came in a bit before school to work on this.

I know how you wanted it all organized.

It's just taking a bit longer than I'd hoped.

The guy who owned this place before you

was not much of a file keeper.

Ugh, just throw it all away.

Didn't you want me to organize it?

Not anymore.

Just keep anything that relates to the original deeds

and the sale of the land.

Everything else, just trash it.

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

I have some errands to run.

Oh, and these people that are staying at the motel,

under no circumstances are any of the guests

allowed to smoke pot in or around the motel.

If they do, you have to go out there

and bust it up immediately.

Bust it up?

That's right. Make them stop.

What if they don't want to?

Well, you have to find an authoritative voice with them.

See you in a bit.

Hi.

I've got a delivery for a Norma Bates.

Thank you.

Ah.

Those are beautiful.

What is it?

Throw these in the garbage.

I have to go somewhere. Lock the door when you leave.

Yeah.

Sheriff's office.

Sheriff Romero, please.

This is Norma Bates calling.

He's not here right now.

He won't be back for a few hours.

Could you tell him to call me, please?

Right away.

And what is it regarding?

Tell me him that someone sent flowers to me.

The card says, "See you soon."

I mean, I'm sure that it's Jake Abernathy.

He's got to do something about this.

About the flowers?

Just tell him to call me.

I'll give him the message.

Yeah, I guess. I mean, whatever.

Dylan.

Hey.

Hey.

Nice truck.

Yeah, I got it from my job.

I figured.

Yeah.

I wanted to ask you something.

Sure.

Did you know my dad has an office over at Gil's place?

No. No, I didn't.

Well, I was wondering if you could do me a really big favor

and get me inside.

I just want to get some of his stuff.

I know I barely know you and it's a lot to ask,

but somehow it seemed like

it would be okay to ask you anyway.

Heh.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll check it out.

I really appreciate it.

Well, I got to go play high school now.

Yeah, you do that.

See you.

You have to get your clients to see the inside.

The layout is phenomenal.

Well, they can redo--

Hey, Jason, I've got a client here.

Can I call you back later? Thanks.

Norma Bates. How's the motel business going?

The motel business sucks, Matt.

Is there a problem?

When I bought the property, you never told me

there was gonna be a new bypass road

that takes all the traffic

away from my property and destroys my business.

At the time, it wasn't official.

It was being proposed.

Lots of things are proposed.