Bates Motel (2013–2017): Season 1, Episode 6 - The Truth - full transcript

Previously on Bates Motel...

Look, I know that
you have spent your life

taking care of other people.

Now I am gonna take care of you,
Norma Bates.

Look, I really like your mom.

She's a good woman,
and I care for her.

- This is all Dylan's fault.
- Don't blame him, mom.

He's just worried about me!

No, he's just trying
to turn you against me!

No one could do that!

These girls were brought here
from China.



Then guys came to the motel
to try them out.

So, you know the girl from
the manga book, right?

- Of course.
- Help me.

I found her.

She was being held prisoner
in Shelby's basement.

I think he was running
some kind of Asian sex slave

business with Keith Summers.

Sometimes you hear and see
things that aren't there.

- That's not true.
- It's true.

This is the girl.
The girl I told you about.

The girl from the basement.
Tell her!

Tell her you were locked
in that cop's basement.

This is not the man, right?

He is the man.



Mom?

Mom, are you okay?

Mother.

Should we get her some water?

I think we should get her some water.

I've never seen her like this.

Maybe she just needs
to calm down a little.

She's pretty calm.

Yeah, I think we should
get her some water.

Well, maybe she just needs
to absorb the information

for a minute.

I can't imagine what a shock.

I mean, a guy you were really into

turning out to be a monster like that.

Yeah, it's horrible.

She's been through so much already.

Wait, where'd she go?

Oh, hell.

Mom!

Mom, stop it!

Hands off the wheel, Norman!

Mom! Mom!

Stop!

Stop the car!

Don't do this, mom!
This isn't the way to handle it!

- Son of a bitch!
- Stop the car!

- Damn lying dirtbag!
- Take your foot off the gas!

- You're gonna kill us!
- Well, I don't care!

- Stop the car!
- Shit.

Stop it! Let me go!
Stop!

Don't do this, mom!
This isn't the way to handle it!

Oh! Stop!
I've gotta talk to him!

I have to talk to him.

You're not gonna just talk
to him, mom, let's be honest.

I don't know what I'm gonna do,

but he can't get away with it!

- He's not going to!
- 'Cause everybody always

gets away with everything!

- He's not going to!
- It's not fair!

I promise you, mother.
We will get him.

He's a bad guy, and we will get him.

We just have to do it the right way.

Okay.

Yeah, we will.
You're right.

Okay.

Now go find the damn keys.

What is it, Dylan?

Something happened.
I need to talk to you.

Ethan was bleeding like hell.

It... it was a...
it was a real mess.

So, I dragged him into
the passenger seat and...

and got behind the wheel.

And I drove him to the hospital.

I had to leave him there
because the cops showed up.

He was already gone.

I'm sorry.

That's a loss.

Would you recognize
this son of a bitch?

Uh...he's dead.

I ran over him.

You killed him?

I-I happened to see him as
I drove back from the hospital,

and I chased him down an alley
in Ethan's truck...

and I smacked him with it.

I-I know that I should have
talked to you first.

And I hope that... that I
didn't screw anything up for you

or get anyone pissed off at us.

I-I don't know how all the
politics work and everything.

It just, um...

I just knew that piece of shit
killed Ethan.

You stepped up.

You handled things in the moment.

That's good work.

That means something to me.

Thanks.

Where's Ethan's truck?

I have it.

It's covered in blood.

I'm gonna explain to you
how you're gonna dump it.

There's a gap in the fence

about 3 miles up the mountain road.

You're gonna drive it through
there and into the woods.

No one's gonna look
for a truck up there.

You make sure the tank's full.

You cover the truck in gasoline,
inside and out.

You're gonna burn away
all the DNA evidence.

Then you put a rag in the tank...

you light a match, and you get
the hell out of the way.

Soon as you're done
admiring your handiwork,

we can get the hell out of here.

Gil sent me to pick you up.
Let's go.

Oh, yeah.
Right.

Let's just go.

So, uh...we gonna
be working together?

Yeah.
Name's Remo.

So, Remo...

how long you been working for Gil?

A lot longer than you.

23 years.

That's a long time, man.
You must know everything.

Look, spare me the crap, all right?

I don't need it.
Let's just say it out loud...

I'm a lot older than you.

Okay.
You're older than me.

- A seasoned professional.
- Yeah.

No, you're totally seasoned.

Don't mock me, boy.

I'm not mocking you.

Why do you think I'm mocking you?

How old are you anyway?
12?

- I'm 21.
- 21.

20-freaking-1.
Unbelievable.

I'm pretty good at this, okay?
I helped Ethan a lot.

I pick stuff up fast.

You're not gonna be sorry
that I'm working for you.

You're not working for me,
dick-head.

I'm working for you.

Oh.

She's completely asleep.
I couldn't wake her.

It's okay.

She needs to sleep right now,
poor thing.

She has to go to the police with us,

whether she wants to or not.

I mean, I feel bad saying that.

I want to respect
what she's been through,

that she just wants it all to end,

but she has to participate.

No one will believe us...

that there was an Asian sex
slave ring... without her.

Regardless, we can't go now.
I mean, she's not even awake.

Later, then.

I mean, she's been through
a lot, you know.

- Mm-hmm.
- We have to give her

- some time to recover, and...
- We can't.

That guy's gonna realize
she's gone, and then what?

He's totally dangerous.
He needs to be locked up.

You know, I say we call
the FBI right this second.

We're not gonna do that, Emma.

But don't we have to move quickly?

Yes, and...
and we will, honey, we will.

Just not right now.

You know, I think Norman's
absolutely right,

let cooler heads prevail, you know?

We've been through a lot, all of us.

We're all exhausted,
especially that poor girl.

I don't want to traumatize
her further.

I'll let her sleep today.
I'll go down later and... and...

I'll make a case to her as to why

it's the right thing to do
to talk to the police, okay?

But later, Emma.
Later.

Okay.

You're okay to drive, right?

Should I call your mom and tell
her that you're leaving now?

Sure, if you can find her.

Actually, I haven't heard
from my mom in eight years.

I'm sorry, Emma.
I didn't know that.

I guess taking care of
a kid with C.F. isn't the...

the good time it's cracked up to be.

But I have my dad.

I'm sorry.

You deserve better.
You deserve so much better.

You're very brave.

Had I been lucky enough
to have a daughter,

I would have wanted her
to be exactly like you.

I just want to do the right thing.

I just want to get Jiao
to go to the police.

I know, honey, and I will.
I promise.

Tomorrow, yeah?
Tomorrow.

- Bye.
- Bye.

That was really good,
how you were with her.

There's no way in hell we're
going to the police tomorrow...

or any day, until we get that belt.

Mom, don't do this.
He's dangerous.

I have to get back in that house.

You know, I'll wait till he's
asleep, and then I'll find it.

I already looked there.

Well, it's gotta be there.
It's gotta be somewhere.

Well, let me go with you.
You can sneak me in

when he's asleep.
I'll help you.

I'm so sorry I didn't believe you

when you told me about the girl.

I should have trusted you.

You mean more to me
than anyone in the world.

Is there something wrong with me?

No, honey.
No, I just said that.

I didn't believe you, and I had...

I had to give you a reason
in the moment.

So there's nothing wrong with you.

- Do you promise?
- Stop being so dramatic.

We have to... we have to focus
on getting that belt back.

The one that Shelby has?

Girl in the basement I told you about?

We found her.

He moved her.
Had her hidden on a boat.

She's in the motel.

Does Shelby know she's missing?

No way of knowing.
But Emma's hell-bent

on taking her to the cops
in the morning.

If you turn him in,
then he's gonna turn in Norma.

Where's this boat?

Down in the harbor.
It belonged to Keith Summers.

And that's where Shelby
was hiding her?

Take me to the boat.

Don't go anywhere,
don't talk to anybody, and...

and don't do anything
until we get back.

We're gonna get that belt.

And you can wipe that lipstick off.

I put down first and last month
on a... on a place today.

Beach bungalow.
It's... it's frickin' awesome.

So you're really gonna do it?
You're really gonna move out?

Already got the keys, yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna do it.
And so are you.

Ocean views.
Two bedrooms.

Got plenty of money coming in,
you know?

Um...no crazy people allowed.

Just, uh...
just live life

the way it's meant to be lived,
you know?

Just peaceful and easy.
Normal.

But what about mom?

You gotta let her go.

She's just gonna bring you down
with her.

Turn here.
The boat's down there.

This is it.

It's down here.

- Where do we look?
- Everywhere.

There's a room downstairs.

Let's go.

Norman, how do you think
your father died?

You know.

This huge shelf in the garage
fell over on him.

You really believe that?

Yeah.

Why?

Pretty freak accident.

Hey, do...

you see a screwdriver anywhere?

There are some tools over here.

Thanks.

I think she killed him, if you ask me.

- No, she wouldn't do that.
- Look...

you can't see her, okay?
You're... you're too close.

She hated him.
She was miserable.

It wasn't her fault.
He was impossible.

I think she killed him,
took the insurance money,

and got the hell out of there.

No, he was my dad.

She wouldn't have killed my own dad.

He was just unhappy!
He didn't know

how to deal with anything.
It wasn't his fault.

You can't keep making excuses
for people all the time.

It is their fault, okay?

They... they shouldn't act
the way they do.

He was a bastard, and she's insane.

Dangerous, even.

You need to see that.

Stick with me, kid.

I had to see you.
I had to see you.

I know, I know,
I know we're not supposed to.

- This is a bad idea.
- I know... no, it's perfect.

We... we were supposed
to be playing it safe.

Not tonight.
I need you so bad.

Eh, oh, but you know what?
I... the boys are gonna be back.

I can't be making out
on my front porch.

Well, that's fine.
We'll go down to the motel.

Come on.

I'm starting to love
that stupid motel.

Yeah.

- What?
- What?

What's wrong?
Did something happen?

No, nothing happened.
Why?

I don't know.
I don't know.

Come on.
Come on, baby.

You're not gonna turn me away tonight.

- No. Okay.
- Hmm?

- Let's go.
- Okay.

What if it washes up, like the hand?

It's not a hand.

Okay, it's not decomposing,
or gonna get bit off by a fish.

All right? I promise no one's
ever gonna see this thing again.

There.

Now she's safe.

Thanks.

My pleasure.

All right, now let's go home
and pack up your stuff.

What's the matter?

Nothing.

This is nothing like what
we've been doing.

What's wrong?

I, uh... I don't know, uh...

um... I get, um...
I'm just...

I'm just worried about Norman.

You're entitled to ten minutes
off from Norman duty.

I know.

I'm sorry.

- Can we start again?
- Absolutely.

What?

What is that?

- Do you hear that?
- Hear what?

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

- Who else is staying here?
- Nobody's staying here.

Then there sure as hell
should not be water

running through these pipes.

Well, this place
is 50 years old, Zack.

It's probably some weird
plumbing thing.

No.

No, there's somebody here.

Police!

Open up!

Oh, you know, I forgot.

One of the painters,
he drove up from Sacramento

and I told him that he could...
he could stay over.

Why are you lying to me?

I'm not lying, I just forgot.

No!

Unh!

- Bitch!
- Ugh!

We found the belt, Norma.

We ditched it in the harbor,
so you're home free.

Norman and I are gonna go up to
the house and pack up his stuff.

He's leaving with me tonight.

He's not living with you anymore.

Well, I mean,
we'll talk about it later.

Shelby's here.

He... he found the girl
in the motel room,

and she ran off into the woods.

He's there right now
chasing after her.

Norman, is what he just said true?

We need to get the hell out of here.

- Is what he just said true?
- Yeah, I mean, if Shelby's here

- don't we need to do something?
- Answer me.

Why would you do that, Norman?

We need to go, okay?
Norman, come on.

Let's get in the truck.
Let's go.

- I'm not getting in the truck.
- Mom, let's get in the truck.

I'm not gonna get in the truck.

I don't care if Shelby
comes back and kills me!

- Why would you do that?
- Please, mother.

Norman, why?
Why?

Did you kill my father?

No, honey.
I didn't.

Let's get in the truck now.
We can talk about this later.

- Both of you, we need to go.
- Hold on.

That's not gonna happen.

I know who you work for.

Why don't you take your gun out,
right now.

Two fingers on the handle.

Nice and slow.

You step up, set that on the ground.

All right, everybody take a step back.

All right.

Now we're gonna take
a little walk up to the house.

Have a little chat.

Let's go.

Let's go!

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

God, I cannot believe
that this is happening.

Zack, it's okay.
No one's gonna say anything.

Stop, just... just shut up!

This is all your fault.

I loved your mother,

and I would have taken care of her...

and you, for the rest of my life.

Everything would have been fine,
but no, you had to go

and stick your little nose in
places that it doesn't belong.

Let me tell you something!

That is not how things work
around here, you hear me?

No... Zack.

That is how you get into trouble.

- Guess what?
- No, don't.

- Now you've gotten in trouble.
- Zack, what are you doing?

Zack, just stop.

What are you doing?

This is a nightmare, what
you're making me do here, Norma.

Zack, no one is making you
do anything.

No one's gonna say a word,
I promise. Right?

Isn't that right?
Tell him.

Dylan, tell him.

She... she's right, man.

We're cool, man.

God, you're just a lying bitch!

Oh! Unh!

I loved you!

Then why are you doing this?
Nothing's changed!

No, everything has changed, Norma!

- No, it hasn't.
- Everything!

- You lied to me!
- I didn't lie to you!

I... it wasn't my fault!
I had no idea the girl was...

How disgusting that is...

- How much of an animal I am?
- I'm so sorry.

- You're sorry?
- Oh!

Oh!

Norman!

Norman!

Are you okay?

Are you okay?

Aah! Unh!

Norman...

Norman, damn it, wake up.

Oh! Ow, unh.

Norman!

Honey, you have to wake up!

Please, Norman, come on.
We have to get out of here.

- 911, what's your emergency?
- Somebody's trying to kill us.

The Bates Motel, 4019 Highway 88.

Please hurry.
Send the police.

Who's trying to kill you?
Ma'am?

- I need you to tell me...
- Okay.

- Norman.
- Mother?

You've gotta walk, okay?
Now.

- What?
- Stand up. Come on.

Nothing's ever been more
important in your entire life.

Come on.
Stand up.

Okay, okay.

Now we gotta walk.

Come on, Norman.
Go this way, this way.

Come on. Come on.

Okay.

What's happened?
My head hurts.

I'll tell you as soon
as I find my car keys.

Where are we going?

No.

Oh, no!
Oh, no!

Oh, my God!
Oh, my God, I'm an idiot!

Oh, I'm a total idiot!

They're probably in my bedroom.
Oh, my God, oh, my God.

Okay, we're gonna walk.
Get out of the car, Norman!

We're safe.

Your boyfriend, Norma.
He was quite the prize.

You need to go to the hospital.

Honestly, I-I was so amped up

that it didn't even really hurt
until just about now.

What's the matter with him?

He'll be fine.

I called the cops.

- Really?
- Mm.

God, what are we gonna tell them?

We're gonna tell them
the truth, Norma.

I'm done with this.

I'm... I'm done with the craziness
and the stories.

I'm gonna tell them everything I know.

You don't know.
You don't.

You... you think you do,

but you don't know the whole truth.

You don't.

What?
What don't... what don't I know?

Let me tell you what happened
that night that Sam died.

We were fighting...

How is it, month after month,

you spend money we don't have
on shit we don't need.

Is this for more clothes?

For the woman who has more clothes

than a Park Avenue whore?

Yeah, and you know
so much about clothes.

Whores, I'll give that to you, but...

What's this $300?
You need to refresh your memory.

I bought some curtains.

Oh, good, 'cause it's not like
we have curtains.

Oh, wait a minute.
What are those things

hanging down next to the windows?

They're ugly, is what it is.

Ugly and old and make
the house look cheap.

You saying the house looks cheap?

Yes I'm saying the house looks
cheap, because it is cheap!

It reeks of cheap!
I'm trying to brighten it up.

Well, I'm not paying for it.
Take them back.

I'm not taking them back!
You can't just take them back!

Three nights a week

- at the Holiday Inn?
- Oh, I know, it's not

as glamorous as collecting
disability, but...

unh!

Oh! Get off of me!

You'll take that back!

Say it!

You will take that back!

- Who's gonna pay for food?
- Aah!

Who's gonna pay for electricity?

Say you'll take it back!

- Let go of me!
- Say it!

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Norman.
Norman, look at me.

Look at me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, jeez.

Norman.

Come on, answer me.

Oh, God.

Oh, God... oh, God.

Okay, come with me.

Norman, sweetheart,
why don't you just rest, okay?

You just lie down.

Hello there, how have things been?

- Oh, I can't complain.
- I can. I'm hungry.

Get me a roast beef sandwich,
rare, on white toast.

On white bread.
We've gone over this.

Oh!

- Where you gonna live?
- Albany.

Albany, huh?
Got family up there, do you?

No, just my mother.

Mom?

Dad?

Mom!
Mom, open the door!

Mom!

What is it, Norman?

It's dad.
He's... hurry!

Norman?

Norman.

Honey...
I'm so sorry.

Dad.

Sam's death was an accident.
That's what he believes.

What's wrong with him?

I don't know.

Maybe it was
an isolated incident, you know?

All I know is that
he's innocent of it.

He doesn't know what he was doing,

so he needs to be protected.

So you can either get out of my way...

or you can help me.