Bates Motel (2013–2017): Season 1, Episode 7 - The Man in Number 9 - full transcript

Previously on Bates Motel...

I'm--I'm kind of with
Bradley now.

What's this based on?

I slept with her.

We came here to start over.
I am starting over.

I love you.

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

The girl
from the cop's basement.

This is not the man, right?

He is the man.

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



We just have to do it
the right way.

I had to see you.

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

- This is a bad idea--
- No, it's perfect.

This is all your fault.

I loved your mother,

and I would have
taken care of her.

911, what's your emergency?

Somebody's trying to kill us.

We'd better talk.

That's the whole story.

So you know everything now.

I have nothing more
to tell you.

That's the entire truth.



Everything that happened
with Keith Summers,

with Deputy Shelby.

Uh...
you know it all.

All right, here's what
the story's gonna be.

I began suspecting Shelby
of being corrupt a while back.

This coincided
with a violent confrontation

between Shelby
and Keith Summers,

in which Shelby killed Keith,

and then he threw
his body in the bay.

Shelby had
one of the girls in possession.

He was hiding her
on Keith's boat

and I was starting to close in
on him at this point.

Without him knowing, of course.

I mean, I was picking up
on little things.

- Really?
- Shh! Dylan.

Shelby tried to move the girl.

That led to a showdown
right here on the property.

I kill Zack Shelby
with this gun.

Oh, yeah?

Uh, well, then what's this?

You got in the way.

Shelby said he shot Jiao.
In the woods.

All of that happened before
I got here and killed him.

Oh.

Everyone understand?

All right then.

That's it.

That's it?

I risked my life
to save all your asses

and take that guy down,
and that's it?

I got in the way
of his showdown?

That's it.

That's it.

1x07
The Man in Number 9

What if your mom hears us?

She's downstairs.

She's never gonna hear us.

Trust me.

Norman?

What are you doing?

Just waking up.

Seven days, Norman.

Seven days to take care of
everything before we open.

Listen to the birds.

I love the birds here.

Yeah, the birds are great.

You know, seven days--you
can do a lot in seven days.

So don't freak out.

I'm not freaking out.

I'm taking care of our business.

Which is gonna
start operating soon.

I want us to be ready.

You don't even have
any reservations yet.

We haven't been open yet.

They're gonna start coming in.

Any day.

Yeah, of course.

I mean, it's just, you know,
hard to believe

that all that other stuff,
that it's all over.

You know, it just
doesn't seem possible.

Honey.

I know it's hard to believe

that all that stuff
is behind us, but it is.

We have to trust Sheriff Romero.

We have to live our lives
and be happy again.

And all that stuff
is behind us, right?

Yeah, I know.

- I know.
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, I got you
some breakfast downstairs.

Could you fix the lattice
under the porch

before you go to school?

It should only
take a few minutes.

Sure.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Come here.

Come here, girl.

I won't hurt you.

Good morning, Dylan.

Uh, hey.

You need to eat.

Get your arm healed.

Why'd you make me breakfast?

Because I really appreciate
what you did for me and Norman.

You know, what you took on.

You got shot, for God's sake.

Yeah.

Okay.

I'm just happy
things are gonna be good now.

You know
I'm still moving out, right?

You are?

Yeah.

Even after everything
I told you about your brother?

Yeah.

Look, I-I don't know
how I can help you.

Fine.
Okay.

I didn't really
expect you to--

I'm still gonna be here, okay,

until my arm's healed.
I can help you until then.

Let me get that.

No, don't worry about it.

- No, I'll take it out.
- I got it.

- Just let me get it.
- It's fine. Fine!

Take out the trash.
Thanks so much!

Can I help you with something?

Could you tell me what
happened to the Seafairer Motel?

New owners.

It's the Bates Motel now.

You need a room?

We're not quite open yet.

You know where
I can find Keith Summers?

Um...

he's actually dead.

I see.

Thank you.

- How are you?
- I'm good.

- Good.
- Yeah.

Hey, Norman.

You're back at school.

Can't hide
behind death forever.

Hey, I did your book report
for you, Bradley.

- It's The Odyssey, so...
- Thank you.

Thank you, that's really sweet.

Yeah.

Well, you've been
through enough already.

You do not need
to go through The Odyssey.

But we are gonna be late.

Bye.

Will I see you later?

Is the manager here?

- I'll get her.
- Thank you.

Liz Morgan.
Can I help you?

Hi, I'm Norma Bates.

I own the Bates Motel.

You know,
where the Seafairer was.

I am proposing
to select local businesses

that we do some networking.

You know, I'd put brochures
for your restaurant

in the motel lobby,
and you could put some

for our motel in here,
you know?

We've been upgrading.
The place looks so great.

Yeah, we really don't
do that kind of thing so much.

Can I just ask why not?

I'm selective
about the businesses

I promote in my restaurant.

Is there something wrong
with my business?

Is this the first place
you've asked at?

Yes.

- It's Norma, right?
- Yes.

Everybody knows, Norma.

Knows what?

What's been going on there.

The Keith Summers/Deputy Shelby
scandal.

That you were involved
with Zack Shelby.

That he was shot
on the property.

I didn't know
anything about that.

I-I was totally innocent.
I was.

I'm sure you were,
I'm sure you were.

But people talk,
and especially in a small town.

It's just kind of
tainted the place.

Hello?

Can I help you?

Can I help you?

I didn't mean to scare you.

I, uh--I was trying
to figure out what happened

to my standing
room reservation at this motel

every other month.

Room nine.
My key is not working.

I'm the new owner, Norma Bates.

Jake Abernathy.

We've been doing some updating.

I'm--I had
all the locks changed.

We're not quite open yet.

But, uh, if--if you
don't mind putting up

with the renovating around you,

I--I'd be happy
to get you a new key.

To number nine.

Yeah, yeah, it's fine.

Yeah, it's in the office.

I-I'll get it.

Here you go.
Number nine.

Well, you should have everything
that you need in there,

uh, except the new privacy signs
haven't arrived yet.

But no one's gonna bother you.

- Thank you.
- Okay, well...

have a nice night.

Someone in the motel?

Yeah. This man,
he had a standing reservation

at the Seafairer
every two months for a week.

I couldn't turn him away.

I saw him here this morning.

Yeah, he was--
his car was parked

and he was just sitting in it,
staring at the motel.

I talked to him for a minute.
He was weird.

I don't think he was weird.

You got all his info
and everything already?

Oh.

I'll get it in the morning.

It was late, I wasn't
prepared for a customer.

It just happened so fast
that--

- I'll go take care of it.
- No, no, no, it's late.

No, it's fine.
I'll handle it.

Okay.
Well, be polite.

Yes?

Um, it looks like we forgot
to get your information.

- Information?
- Yeah.

You know, registering?

My information
was already in the system.

The Seafairer system?

Because this is a new system,
so we're gonna need to redo it.

I just need to see a driver's
license and a credit card.

Thanks.

So, you're, uh--been coming here
every two months?

What kind of work do you do?

Sales.

Hmm.

What kind of sales,
Mr. Abernathy?

Different kinds.

All right.

I'll need to see a credit card.

That ought to be enough for
the next few nights, won't it?

Yeah.

Thanks.

He paid in cash.

Barely let me see
his driver's license.

What exactly
are you cleaning out here?

Blood.

When Shelby fell,
he bled all over the steps.

Stone's porous.

You can't scrub blood
out of it.

It'll wear off in time.

No one's gonna know
that's what this is anyways.

I'm gonna know.

Every time I walk out the door,

it's gonna be,
"Oh, what a beautiful day.

Hey, that's where
Deputy Shelby bled to death."

It's over, Norma, okay?

Just--just let it go.

Yeah, I would like to,

but apparently,
everybody in town

is talking
about what happened here.

I think you might
be overreacting.

I'm not overreacting!
It will affect things!

If we don't do
a bang-up business,

then we're gonna
be marked as failures.

You know, if we have
a great opening weekend,

then everybody
will forget about it,

but I don't have
a single reservation.

So I'm gonna be the laughing
stock of white pine.

That's not
what I moved here for.

You can't get blood
out of stone, Norma.

So, uh, I wanted to tell you.

I'm gonna be moving out
in a few weeks

when my arm gets better.

I can't go with you.
I'm sorry.

I mean, I can't leave mom.

Not the way she is, you know?

Yeah, it's okay.

- Bye.
- Norman?

- Thanks, girls.
- No problem.

Hmm?

Do you know her?

Yeah, it's Bradley.

Hey, Norman.

Hi, Bradley.

Hi.

I'm Dylan, Norman's brother.

Hi.

I'm just picking up
some takeout.

My mom's out of town
for a few days.

Oh, you're
all by yourself there?

Yeah, it's okay.

You work for Gil, right?

My dad used to work with him.

His name is Jerry Martin.

Oh, shit.

I'm--I'm really sorry.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Your food's gonna get cold.

I--you're right.

- I'll see you guys.
- Yeah.

Is that the girl
that texted you the other night?

The one I told you
to sleep with?

Yeah.

- Have you seen her again?
- Oh, not yet.

You know, her dad died.

She's got stuff going on.

Sure.

Dylan?

Oh, hello, Mrs. Bates.

Hi.

Did you get a dog?

Not that I know of.

Oh, well, um,
i-is Norman home?

Yeah, come on in, Emma.

- I'll go get him.
- Thank you.

What?

Emma's downstairs to see you.

Mom, I just don't feel
like going down.

Tell her I'm sick or something.

You know that sweet girl
likes you, right?

Maybe it's nicer
not to lead someone on.

Did you leave dog food out?

Oh, yeah,
I saw this stray dog--

Don't do that, Norman.

You'll have every animal in
the woods on our front porch.

Norman's not feeling
very well today, Emma.

- I'm sorry.
- Sure.

Okay.
No problem.

Emma?

I have allergies today.

Hey, you know what?

I have to pick up some window
sheers for the units today.

Um, it's Jamie's interiors
on elm.

You know where that is?

Yeah, I can
give you directions.

You do. Ah.

How about you come with me
and show me?

I'll buy you lunch.

- Yeah, okay.
- Okay.

Okay.

Emma, don't worry about Norman
if he seems distracted lately.

He's just
going through something.

Yeah, he seems kinda distant.

Yeah, a little.

Yeah, I noticed it too.

- Have you?
- Mm.

You wouldn't happen to know

what he's so preoccupied with
lately, would you?

I have an idea.

Maybe, but, you know,

I don't want to
be talking out of school.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
Of course.

Absolutely.
I get--I understand that.

Whatever it is,
he'll get over it.

Between us,
I go to school with "it,"

and I don't know how fast
he's gonna get over her.

Is he sleeping with this girl?

I-I don't know.

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

I-I don't know.

What is she like?

She's only
the prettiest girl in school.

And the most popular.

And she's nice,
so you can't even hate her.

Hmm.

She's like a locomotive
of sexual energy.

She's only a high school girl.

She can't be that big a deal.

I can show her to you

after we go get
the window sheers.

She takes a yoga class
by our shop.

Uh, but,
uh, that's crazy, right?

- It's right up here.
- Here?

Yeah, on the right.

I was in high school once.

You have to remember,
teenage boys are not deep.

You know, he might be
into her this week,

but it doesn't mean anything.

You know, she's just
a high school kid.

She can't be all that.

That's her.

Blonde, perfect.

2:00.

I know this girl.

Bradley Martin.
You know her?

She showed up on my doorstep

one day after we moved in,
asking for Norman.

Right.

Are you all right?

Let's go.

You hungry?

You look hungry.
You want some?

You want some?

You have to come
and get this one, Juno.

Norman.

You don't know
anything about that dog.

You don't know where she's been

or what's she's been doing.

Stay away from her.

Mother, the dog's totally safe.

Just scared and obviously lost.

Norman, we can't
take on a dog right now.

She's lost.
She has no home.

She's lonely.

I always wanted a dog.

You know
all families have a dog.

You know, it's what
you're supposed to do.

It's normal.

Well, I'm not
taking care of her.

You don't have to.
I will.

Norman, can I--
can I talk to you

about something more important?

Of course, mother.

Sex is a serious thing, Norman.

Yeah, okay.

Weren't we talking about dogs?

Don't make jokes.

What I want you to know
is you have to be careful.

Yeah, okay, I will be.

What I want to tell you is
that you don't know that girl

well enough to be screwing her.

She's a nice girl, mother.

Well, that remains to be seen.

Personally,
I don't think "nice girls"

come to your doorstep
looking for a guy

one day after he moves in.

Or sleep with someone
they barely know.

At the age of 17, no less.

Wait, how do you know
who she is?

Bradley Martin.
I know, okay?

Norman, did you know
that having sex with a woman

literally affects
her physical being?

There are chemicals that
are released in a woman's body

during and after sex
that actually alter her.

It's like a science experiment.

It affects her mind, okay?

That's dangerous stuff.

That's not something
you want to be

dabbling around in for fun.

I wasn't dabbling around.
It's not like that.

I like her.

I actually really like her.

Oh.

Okay.

You know, I, um,

I hired Emma to--
to come work at the motel

several afternoons a week,

so you'll be seeing her around.

Oh, so you
were with Emma today.

Yeah.

Why'd you hire her?

Because I need help, Norman.

- I can't do everything myself.
- Oh, really?

It wouldn't be
'cause you're trying

to put me together with her
for some reason, you know?

'Cause you think Bradley's
too much for me or something?

Of course not.

I just think that Emma is
a nice, smart girl, that's all.

So you're just gonna
pick out my girlfriends?

It's not like Bradley's
your girlfriend.

- Why not?
- You don't go out or anything.

It's because
her dad died, okay?

It's not exactly
the right time.

Norman.

Norman, where are you going?

Come back inside.

I'm almost 18 years old, mom.

I don't need to tell you.

Norman, get back here.

Norman!

Oh!

Norman.
Hi.

What's up?

Well, I thought we should talk.

Look, I have a lot of homework
I have to do tonight.

Bradley, we need to talk.

Okay.

You've been through a lot.

You know, I understand this.
I lost my father too.

I know it can be...
confusing.

But I also know that what
happened between us was real.

- Norman--
- Just let me finish.

There's no point
hiding from it anymore.

I know how we feel
about each other.

I know we're both
just scared and confused.

I know we have a connection.

You know, 'cause I can feel it.

Every--every time I see you,
it's there.

And that night
we spent together was, uh...

and I know
it was the same for you

'cause you were
there with me, right?

So I don't know
what's holding you back.

I mean, you haven't
answered my texts.

Maybe--maybe
you haven't broken up

with Richard yet or something,

but you should.

'Cause you and I--
we, uh--

we're together, right?

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

What happened was just
something that happened.

I'm really sorry.

I shouldn't have done it
with someone...

like you.

Someone like me?

Norman!

Norman!

Norman!

Personally,
I don't think "nice girls"

come to your doorstep
looking for a guy

one day after he moves in.

Or sleep with someone
they barely know.

At the age of 17, no less.

I mean, really,
what kind of girl does that?

Invites you over to have sex
with them after their dad dies?

Norman.

Are you okay?

I don't think
you're a nice girl.

I'm really sorry.

I'm really sorry.
I wish it was different.

I have to go.

I didn't mean to startle you.

It's so quiet here.

When do you open exactly?

In a few days.

Well, I like
the place a lot better

than when Keith Summers ran it.

I like the progress.

Thank you, yeah.

I'm trying.

Are you booking
a lot of reservations?

Um...
not as many as I'd hoped.

Ah, it's so hard to get

good word of mouth started,
isn't it?

But that's what makes or breaks
a business like this.

I do business with
a lot of different people

in this general area.

I could, uh,
put out the good word.

Oh, that would be great.

That w--thank you.
That would be great.

My pleasure.

I would love to have
the same business arrangement

that I had with Keith,
if that's possible.

You mean staying here
every other month in room nine?

Actually, it's a little more
than room nine.

I'd need
the entire block of rooms

for the first week
of every other month.

All the rooms?
That's great.

That's wonderful.
Yeah.

What is it for?

Is it for the other people
that you work with?

Yeah, actually.
Yes.

Uh-huh.
What kind of work?

Sales.

Sales?

I would pay you
at the beginning of each week

for all the rooms in cash.

And we like our privacy,

so there's no need
to clean the rooms

or do anything for us
during that week.

But it's not
anything illegal, right?

No, it's nothing illegal.

- Okay, then you're booked.
- Great.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Hey, Juno.

Come here, girl.

Stay.

Stay!

Stay!

Juno!

Oh, my God.
I didn't see her.

She ran
right in front of the car.

Norman!

I killed my dog.

Norman, get out of the street.

What are you doing?

I'm taking her to Emma's dad.
He can fix dead things.

Can I help you?

Is--is he all right?

Yes, he's all right.

She's dead, Norman.
No one can fix her--

I'm not gonna
leave her in the street!

I'm taking her to Emma's!

- This is crazy.
- It's not crazy!

Okay.

Then I will drive you, okay?

I'll drive you.
Just stay here.

I was wrong, mother.

About everything.

I'm so sorry, honey.

Okay, the car, mother.

Okay.

Okay.