Bates Motel (2013–2017): Season 2, Episode 8 - Meltdown - full transcript

NARRATOR: Previously
on Bates Motel...

DYLAN: You're gonna raid
Nick Ford's warehouse?

ZANE: That's right.

Are you with
me? Or not?

I'm not.

(EXPLOSION)

(GUNFIRE)
(OVERLAPPING SHOUTS)
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EMMA: Did you know Norman
is having blackouts?

That girl, Cody
Brennen, told me.

She said that Norman
has blacked out twice

when he's been with her.



Your mom warned me not to
talk about your blackouts.

She said something happens
to you in them.

Don't lie again!

You told her something happens
to me when I black out.

You said I change,
that I'm not myself.

Who am I, Mother?
Who am I, and what do I do?

I'm not gonna answer
your question,

and I don't want you
to ever ask me again.

REGINA: I logged Norman Bates'
DNA into our system.

The semen sample
in Blaire Watson

matched Norman Bates.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Norman?

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)



Norman?

(RADIO PLAYS INDISTINCTLY)

NORMA: Norman?

(RADIO PLAYS INDISTINCTLY)

Morning.

Coffee's fresh.

Yeah, I know. I was
counting on it.

(RADIO CONTINUES
IN BACKGROUND)

ls there something
the matter?

Out of cream.

Oh, sorry.

I can run up to the
house and get some.

No, it's fine. I'll
drink it black.

Bye, Sheriff.

NORMA: Good Morning.

Look what I
brought you.

Oh, yeah, I already ate. Thanks.

Guess what we're doing tonight?

Hmm?

Double Indemnity is
playing at the Vista.

Oh, really?
Yeah.

I thought you and I could go
together, mother-son date.

Yeah, ah, I'd like to, even though we've
seen it about a hundred times, but...

Oh, since you're here, I'm
gonna go back up to the house.

Got to finish that owl
I've been working on, huh?

Norman, it's not...
(SIGHS)

It's not
my fault.

It's not me. It's
just the situation.

Oh, you mean
the situation

where you don't tell me the
secrets you know about me?

Norman.

NORMAN: No, no I've accepted it.
It's, it's fine.

Hello, Norma.

Hi, Nick.

Well, what brings
you here?

I'd like you to
do me a favor.

Hmm?

And I prefer
asking in person.

I'm old-fashioned
that way.

That's nice.

You have a son,
Dylan Massett?

Yes.

He works for the
Morgan family?

Well, I, I don't exactly know.

He does.

I'd like for you to arrange
a meeting between us.

Us?

Your son
and myself.

Why?

There's some things
we need to discuss.

Like what?

(SIGHS) That's
between him and me.

You and my
son, Dylan?

Yes.

We're in the
same business.

Don't you talk to your
son about anything?

(SIGHS)

Not so much
about work.

Yeah, I don't
like what he does.

I'm not asking you to
get your hands dirty.

All you need to do is tell
him that we need to meet.

We don't really talk.
We had a falling out.

If for no other reason, you
need to see him and fix that.

I lost a daughter.

I was estranged from
her when it happened.

I can tell you, it's the most horrible
thing that ever happened to me.

Talk to your son.
Do it while you can.

Do it right away.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(CRACKLING ELECTRICITY)

(SIREN WAILING)

(OFFICERS TALKING
IN DISTANCE)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(GROANS)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(POP SONG PLAYS ON RADIO)

And then we'll take it higher

Out in the street

ROMERO: You recognize any
of these guys?

Out in the street

REGINA: That's Dave
Wilson's kid.

He was running
the shift.

Out in the playground

All these people,
low-level workers.

ROMERO: (SIGHS)

All right, I want you to
find where Zane Morgan is.

Put every resource
we got on it.

And when you find him,
don't arrest him.

What do you
want us to do?

Tell me
where he is.

Rock it in the daytime

Electric Avenue...

Jodi!

(DOGS BARKING)

What's going on?

Your brother's
out of his mind.

He raided the Ford warehouse last night.
I tried to stop him.

Oh, my God.

(DIALING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hey, it's Dylan.
Leave a message.

(BEEP)

Hi, Norma.

How much do you know
about this town?

A lot, I guess.
Like what?

Do you know where Dylan works?
I need to talk to him.

Uh, do you know
what Dylan does?

I know that he works
for one of these

marijuana companies.

I'll go with you. I can
show you where it is.

Huh, what do
you know, huh?

You're never down
at the dry dock.

You know, Uncle Gil,

he worked for
Dad for 25 years,

and they just walked into his
house, and they killed him.

How would you
have handled it?

Well, what I wouldn't have
done is start an all-out war.

Well, that's because
you don't have a clue, Jodi.

You just sit up
here all day long

and play with your
stupid little plants.

Look, I get that you resented
that dad gave me the business,

but do not go destroying
how we all make a living,

because you need
to prove yourself.

All right, you begged me
to come home and help you.

I, I begged you?

This isn't gonna help right now.

Okay, no offense,
but how you two

feel about each other
is pretty irrelevant.

What we need to do is figure out
what the hell we're gonna do.

I got a plan,

if you would just shut up
long enough to listen.

Oh, yeah,
what's that?

Hire Han Solo to crash
the Millennium Falcon

into the Ford
warehouse?

Nick Ford's old, right?

We offer him a buyout.

If he says no,
we tell him,

he's gonna get
more of the same.

We wear him down.

We wear him down
until he says yes.

Then, we take over
the damn town.

That's your plan? Mm-hmm.

Look. Right now,
right this minute,

there's a bunch of
pissed off people

who are gonna be gunning
for your head,Zane.

The thing you need to do
is lay low somewhere.

You know
where to go.

(SCOFFS)

You're gonna see.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I don't know
if it's a good idea

to go in there
unannounced.

Well, he won't
answer my calls.

I have no choice.

Be careful.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

What do you want?

(GASPS) Uh.

I'm just here to see
my son, Dylan Massett.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, shit.

Didn't recognize you.

It's down
this way here.

Where are you taking me?

To his office.

Dylan has
an office?

(CHUCKLES)
Yeah.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

The rhythm is right

Move to the music

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

DYLAN: Yeah, come in.

Your mom is here.

What are you
doing here?

I, uh, I came
to see you.

About?

Um, about this
man, Nick Ford.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What the hell do you have
to do with Nick Ford?

Well, nothing really, except
that I met him at a party,

and he started
helping me figure out

how to stop
the bypass,

and now he wants
a favor from me.

Umm, what favor?

He, he wants to meet with you.

Is this really
your office?

Yeah.

It's nice, Dylan.

I mean, I don't like
the marijuana part,

but I'm glad you're
doing so well.

Why does he want
to meet with me?

I don't know.
He didn't tell me.

He said it was
important, though.

He probably wants
to meet me

so he can put a bullet
through my head.

What do you mean?

He's in charge of the
rival drug family.

Some bad shit went
down between us.

There's no way I
can meet with him.

Tell him you couldn't
find me, okay?

And don't have anything
more to do with him.

He's dangerous.

Well, I don't want
you to get hurt.

I don't ever want
you to get hurt.

You better
go, Norma.

Are you around weed
all the time?

You know, cannabinoids
can actually get absorbed

into all sorts of different
parts in your body.

I'm not rolling
around in it.

Well, still, I mean, did you do
anything to protect yourself?

Norma. I'm still your mother.

You can't be here, okay?
You gotta go.

There's lots of stuff we
haven't talked about.

I can't.

You need to go now.

You walk her out?

Yeah.

Bye, Dylan.

GEORGE: Hey.

Did you hear the news?

What news?

The bypass. Temporarily halted
for environmental studies.

Really?
Yeah.

(GASPS) I can't
beheve it!

Norma, I've gotta
say something.

It's great being
your friend,

but it's not
enough for me.

I need to know if you're
interested in this being

anything else,

so I can stop making
an idiot out of myself.

Okay.

Okay, yes? Okay, no? (CHUCKLES)

I'm not sure what
I'm agreeing to.

GEORGE: A date.

Tomorrow night,
my place for dinner.

Say 7:00.

Okay.

Okay.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

We're sitting on the dry
dock, Jodi Morgan's house,

and the apartment
he's renting.

Zane hasn't been
near any of them,

so should
we just...

Yeah, work
harder.

Get information
out of people.

Don't be nice about
it,and don't bother me,

or make excuses until you find him.
You got all that?

Yes, sir.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

I do not

Understand

What it is

I've done wrong

Full of holes

Check for pulse

Blink your eyes...

(SIREN WAILING)

Get out.

Look, I thought...
Get out.

Where the hell
is Zane Morgan?

I don't know, man. I
don't know where he is.

Look, I'd tell
you if I knew!

You think I wanted any
of this to happen?

You hear anything,
you need to tell me.

And if I find out
you're lying to me,

you're gonna be dead,
you understand?

You understand?
Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Go. Get out
of here.

(ENGINE TURNS)

What are you doing?

I thought you'd like some
of my work in the house.

I know how much
you like it.

Isn't this lovely?

Look, feel it. So soft,
just like it's real.

It is soft.

What?

Just not really
sure they go.

Well, sure
they go.

That's the great thing
about taxidermy.

It goes with everything.
It's nature.

Norman, you wouldn't be doing
this because you're mad at me,

would you? I have no
reason to be mad at you.

I love my work, and I'm sharing
it with you because I love you.

Okay.

Enjoy.

Thank you.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Oh, hey.

The rod that holds up
the shower curtain

just broke out
of the wall.

Oh, dear.

Well, maybe Norman can hold
it up for me while I fix it.

Okay.

So how did you...

How did you break the
curtain rod, Sheriff?

Well, one of those
rings was stuck in here,

and I just, l jiggled
it a little too hard.

I'm almost done here.

Oh. Oopsy-daisy, I got it.

Thanks.

Hey, how...

How well did you know,
um, Blaire Watson?

Uh, well, she was
my teacher, so...

Yeah, but I mean, did you
know anything else about her?

Not really.

She seem stable
to you?

Mostly, yes.

"Mostly"?

Most... (LAUGHS) No,
I didn't mean that.

She was very professional.

You know, a good teacher,

a good counselor.
She...

But why "mostly"?

Oh, well, she just...

She seemed a little

sad and lost, I
guess, at times.

You ever see her
outside of school?

Mm-mmm.
No. Uh-uh.

You told me before
that you did.

But for a school
project, so it's not...

Look, there's no way
to put this delicately.

She slept with a lot
of people, Norman.

A lot of those people
were not nice.

Why are you
telling me this?

Because I'm wondering, did
you ever sleep with her?

No. No, I never
slept with her.

Norman, you can tell me.
In fact, you have to tell...

No, I didn't
do anything.

She was, she was
a nice person.

She was just looking
after me. That's all.

You're not doing yourself
any good here.

Why are you asking me this?
Norman.

Norman.

This isn't just gonna go away.
Norman!

I don't know what
you're talking about.

(LOUD KNOCKING AT DOOR)

I'm Nick Ford. I need
to see your mother.

Uh, no, she's in
town right now,

but she should
be back shortly.

You mind if I wait inside?
It's important.

Okay.

(DOOR CLOSES)

You can, you can
sit over there.

You were the one taking pictures
of me at my daughter's grave.

Ms. Watson was
your daughter?

Yeah.

Why were you taking
pictures of me?

Because she was my teacher, and I
was very upset about her death.

You see, I heard her
having an argument,

you know, the day
before it happened,

with someone
named Eric,

and thought that you
might be him, you know.

Maybe this Eric person was the
one who killed her, so I...

No.

No, Eric was my
business manager.

I thought if I cut her
off, she'd come back.

She and I'd had a falling-out
six months earlier.

I was trying to get
her to come home.

I'm sorry.

Looks like you and your
mother are very close.

Yeah. Yes,
we are.

We always have
been, anyway.

There's nothing
more important.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hi, Mom. Nick Ford, he
just came by to see you.

Uh, go put this in
the kitchen, please.

It's okay, just put
the stuff away.

NORMA: I, l couldn’t
find Dylan.

He won't talk to me.

I thought
I told you...

And I told you
I can't find him.

Norma, you're not
being smart here.

How dare you?

How dare you
give me orders,

come into my house
when I'm not here,

act like somehow
I'm beholden to you?

That's because you are.

You're just too
ignorant to realize it.

Who do you think got you that
seat on the city council?

And what do you think
happened to Lee Berman?

You are beholden
to me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

No, I don't believe you.

You're just saying this to make me do
something that I'm not going to do.

I don't want him
talking to you.

I don't like you,
I don't trust you.

And I want you
out of my house now.

Do I need to call
Sheriff Romero?

He's a personal
friend of mine.

You're making a
horrible mistake.

(OUTSIDE DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES)

(CELLAR DOOR OPENS)
NORMA: Norman?

(APPROACHING FOOTSTEPS)

Norman.

What? I heard you.

Okay, but you
didn't answer.

(SIGHS) I'm gonna meet
someone for dinner.

Okay.

Norman.
What?

Norman, enough.

I know you're upset at me,
but it's not my fault.

You have to
trust me on this.

No, I'm fine.

Okay.

I'm meeting George
for dinner.

He seems nice.
Have fun.

Well, I don't know
how long I'm gonna be.

I'll probably
be very late.

I won't wait up.

(STOMPING FOOTSTEPS)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello?

I heard you want
to talk to me.

I do.

Can you come
by my house later?

No. No, I can meet
you someplace public.

That way, I know
you can't shoot me,

and I can't be spotted
with you, so it's gonna

have to be someplace
outside of White Pine Bay.

There's a pizza place
in downtown Oceanview.

I'll meet you there
at 8:00 p.m.

I'll see you then.

(SLOW, ROMANTIC MUSIC)

Hi.

Hi.

You look beautiful.

I just put dinner on.
Hope you like steak.

(CHUCKLES)
Who doesn't?

Come on in.

I learned how to really
grill a steak in Austin

when I worked on a
ranch one summer.

Really, what'd
you do?

I was
a ranch hand.

Been at Brown
for two years,

and just got
a little fed up

with the lifestyle
of the privileged.

So I applied for a job that
I didn't know how to do,

and I faked it.

Got thrown off a horse.
(CHUCKLES)

You Okay?

Yeah.

What's Brown?

That's a university
back east.

Oh, right.
Yeah, yeah.

GEORGE: Where'd
you go again?

Florida.

Wait, didn't you say you
went to Arizona State?

Did you transfer?

Uh...

NORMA: (SIGHS)

I think this
was a mistake.

What do you mean
this was a mistake?

Norma, dinner's
ready.

Look, I'm not who
you think I am.

What are you
talking about?

I didn't transfer.

I didn't even go to college.
I lied about it.

I barely finished
high school.

My husband didn't own
an insurance company,

and my family
was a mess.

I'm not educated or polished or nice.
I'm nothin'.

I don't have dinners
with men like you

in houses
like this,

and no one cooks me filet mignon.
I got to go.

What about dinner?

I know.
I'm sorry.

(CRIES)

Norman.

Okay.

Here I am. Talk.

For future
reference, Dylan,

in business, as in
life in general,

pleasantries are
an important part

of how people
communicate.

It helps us to find
common ground.

But I sense you're not
comfortable being here,

maybe even a little
out of your depth.

So we'll skip past
that part today

and get right to
our mutual problem.

What's that?

Zane Morgan.

What about him?

You can find him.

You can get to him, and
you can take him out.

You do that, and this
all stops right here.

You're asking
me to kill Zane.

I'm not asking you.

You need to do it.

You don't start
a drug war

unless you're prepared
for a slaughter

down to the last
man standing.

Are you prepared
for that?

Is your family?

'Cause that's what's going
to rain down on you.

We're done talking.

And stay the hell away
from my mother.

Or I will kill you.

What are you doing?

Jury just came back.

Kyle Miller's been convicted of
the murder of Blaire Watson.

I thought you might
like to know.

So what does that
mean? What do we do?

What do we do
about what?

About Norman Bates,

and the fact that his
semen sample matched,

that he had sex with her the
night that she was killed,

and nobody but us
knows about this.

Okay, well, you know, here's
something we could do.

We could prosecute
Blaire Watson

for having sex
with a minor.

Oh, no. Shit, she's dead.

You, uh...

You tell anyone,

and I'll hang you from
the highest tree

for illegally running a sample
through the criminal database.

I gotta go. Thanks
for the news.

(DOOR CLOSES)

MAN: Doesn't have
to be a crown block.

It could be a car backing over
him, or he could fall out

the upstairs window.
(DOOR CLOSES)

Any little thing like that,
just so it's a morgue job.

WOMAN: Are you crazy?
Not that crazy.

Good-bye,
Mrs. Dietrichson.

What's the matter?

Look, baby. You can't
get away with it.

You want to knock
him off, don't you?

That's a horrible
thing to say.

What'd you think
I was, anyway?

The guy that walks into a
good-looking dame's front parlor

and says, "Good afternoon, I sell
accident insurance on husbands."

Norman, we
need to talk.

George not feeling well?

Um...

(MOVIE CONTINUES PLAYING)

I missed you.

That's sort of silly.
We just saw each other.

Norman, stop it.
Stop what?

I know what
you're doing.

I'm watching a movie.

Yeah, the movie
that you said

you'd seen a
hundred times

that I wanted to
go to with you.

Well, we have seen
it a hundred times.

I still enjoy it.

Sometimes it's just nice to
watch a movie alone, you know?

You're being a dick about
something that isn't my fault.

I'm just watching
a movie.

Movie's over.

That was childish.

Norman, stop it.

Stop. I don't like
you this way.

And what way is that?

All distant, like you
couldn't be bothered with me.

You mean like
I'm my own person?

Like we're different?
Like I have secrets from you?

Don't you walk
away from me!

NORMAN: You're
being ridiculous.

Am I?

Norman, please.

Oh, I see. The
anger didn't work.

Now the tears.

Norman, you don't
understand!

No, I do understand!

I understand that you're not
who I thought you were.

That we're not what
I thought we were.

Yes, we are. Nothing
has changed.

Everything
has changed.

You changed the rules.
What rules?

What are you
talking about?

I don't trust you anymore,
and that changes everything.

Okay, it's all up
for grabs now.

You no longer know
who I am either,

because we're
different.

What? Stop it. Stop.

Stop it, Norman.

It was all
just a game.

The game was that we were
devoted to each other,

and no one could
ever come between us,

that we loved
each other more

than anyone could
ever love another person.

But we do love
each other.

Do we really, Mother?

I'm going to my room.

Don't follow me.

Leave me alone.

You stay out here alone.

(WHIMPERING)

Norman!

(DOOR SLAMS, LOCKS)

Norman, unlock
the door.

(KNOB RATTLING)

I have the key, Mother.

Norman.

(KNOB RATTLING)

Norman!

I won't stay out here!

You want to be alone?
Fine, be alone.

(SLAMS DOOR)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Norma, what are
you doing?

You came back.

Yeah, I came back.

I've wanted to do
this for a long time.

Then do it.

(KNOCK ON DOOR) Dylan
Massett is here.

It's okay.
Send him in.

Hi.

You want wine?

You got a beer?

Yeah, help yourself.

So, what's going on?

Zane's plan is insane.

Nick Ford's not gonna sell his
business and move to Hawaii.

All right, if we don't
figure out how to stop this,

he's gonna slaughter everybody
who's ever worked for us.

And you know
this how?

From your vast experience
here in White Pine Bay?

From common sense.

You can't ignore this and just
hope that it's gonna go away.

I'm not ignoring
anything.

What are you gonna do?

He's totally out
of his mind.

All right, you
have to stop him.

You're the only one that
has the power to do it.

My life's at
stake here too.

You can
leave now.

You aren't walking
away from this.

I don't know what
I'm supposed to do.

If you need to do
something about Zane,

you can do it.

ROMERO: Norman.

Kyle Millerjust got convicted for
the murder of Blaire Watson.

So I gotta know
something.

Why are you
lying to me?

I didn't, I didn't lie to you.
You did.

I know you had sex
with Blaire Watson

the night she
was murdered.

But I didn't. I
don't know why...

Stop, stop. I
have evidence.

I have physical
proof.

We ran tests on you after the
incident with Cody's dad.

Your DNA matches one
of the semen samples

in Blaire Watson
from that night.

No, that's impossible,
because l...

Maybe you don't want your mother
to know, and I understand that,

but I have to know what
happened that night, Norman.

I have to know
why you're lying.

I have to know I didn't just
convict an innocent man,

and if you don't
cooperate with me,

lam gonna have to
go to your mother,

and tell her everything,
because I need to know

the truth, Norman.
Norman!

(DISTANT CREAKING)

Mother?

Mother?

Mother?

(GRUNTING)
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