- Nun: [to Maureen] Wasn't your own sin red enough? You'll burn in hell for this! You'll burn in hell!
- Norma Bates: Put me closer to the window.
- Norman Bates: Someone will see you, Mother.
- Norma Bates: Are you ashamed of me?
- Norman Bates: You know why, Mother. They've even written about you in the newspapers.
- Norma Bates: Stop your whining, boy. All this fuss over nothing.
- Norman Bates: Not nothing. I-I saw her. Even the initials on her suitcase, "M.C." Marion Crane.
- Norma Bates: Another of your cheap erotic delusions, out of your cheap erotic imagination. You killed her. The slut deserved it. But she's dead and the dead don't come back.
- Norman Bates: Y-Y-You came back.
- Norma Bates: I never went away don't you know that by now? You can't get rid of me. I'll always be with you Norman. Always. Stand up straight and wipe your snotty little nose. If the disgusting little whore is going to upset you so much, just get rid of her.
- Norman Bates: No!
- Norma Bates: Then maybe I will.
- Norman Bates: [to Norma Bates] You! You made me do this, your tainted blood in me!
- [a cartoon laughs from the TV]
- Norman Bates: Don't laugh at me, Mother! Don't laugh at me!
- Norma Bates: It's lies. It's all lies. Norman, she's a lying whore!
- Tracy Venable: Norman! Norman where are you?
- Norma Bates: She's a slut!
- Tracy Venable: Norman!
- Norma Bates: Don't let her talk about me like that!
- Tracy Venable: Norman! Please, Norman, please listen to me! Norman, Mrs. Bates, whoever you are, damn it doesn't it make any difference in that demented brain of yours?
- Norma Bates: Kill her, boy. Get her! Just like the others! Get her!
- Tracy Venable: Oh! No! Don't! No! Please! Norman, no!
- Norma Bates: [Norman stabs mother] Norman! Can't you do anything right? How dare you treat your mother in such... a... way... Norman.
- Norman Bates: So I don't have the guts, huh?
- Ralph Statler: Emma Spool just doesn't show up for work one day. I just hope nothing serious happened to the old girl.
- Tracy Venable: You mean like Norman Bates?
- Sheriff Hunt: What about him? Are you another relative of somebody he killed?
- Norma Bates: You dirty, dirty boy
- Norman Bates: But I... I didn't do anything, Mother... I didn't do anything, Mother. She's a nice girl.
- Norma Bates: She's a whore.
- Norman Bates: But we didn't do anything.
- Norma Bates: You let her come between us.
- Norman Bates: But this... It isn't right. It isn't natural.
- Norma Bates: It's perfectly natural for a son to love his mother.
- Norman Bates: God, will you leave me alone, Mother? Will you leave me alone?
- Duane Duke: Doesn't scan does it Norman? But... a lot of shit around here doesn't.
- Norman Bates: What are you doing with my mother?
- Duane Duke: Don't you mean mummy? You did a nice job on her Norman. Fresh as the day she croaked.
- Norma Bates: Get that whore out of my house! Throw her down in the muck and filth where she belongs!
- Norman Bates: I'll get you for this, Mother. I'll get you for this.
- Norma Bates: You haven't got the guts, boy.
- Maureen Coyle: You must think I've gone mad.
- Norman Bates: Oh, no... no. We all go a little mad sometimes.
- Red: Mmm... Oh, God, don't tell me you're one of those guys who farts, rolls over, and then goes to sleep!
- Duane Duke: I picked you up in a bar, after one lousy drink! Whaddya wanna to get married?
- Red: You shit-heel!
- [She slaps him]
- Duane Duke: Look! I gotta get up for work soon, so why don't you just go home, huh?
- Red: How? You brought me out here.
- Duane Duke: Here's cab fare. Phone book's on the table.
- Red: Jesus, You make it all sound so cheap.
- Duane Duke: It is? But it beats a good vibrator.
- Red: Yeah? Well at least a vibrator gets me off!
- [Flips him off]
- Duane Duke: [Grabs Red] Use the payphone, bitch!
- Norman Bates: [to Duke] She can't help it. She can't help the things she does. She's just an old lady. A sick old lady.
- [last lines]
- Sheriff Hunt: I was for you then. Believed in you. You made a fool of me. Look, what you did to yourself. Why, Norman, why? Good God son. You'll never get out again. We're gonna have you locked up forever.
- Norman Bates: But I'll be free. I'll finally be free.
- Maureen Coyle: Can anyone tell me if there's a very inexpensive place to spend the night around here?
- Sheriff Hunt: [to Tracy] What Norman did was a very long time ago and he payed the price. Anyway he's okay now.
- Norman Bates: Room?
- Duane Duke: Uh, I'd love one. I don't think I can afford it, though. You know, you ought to keep that register closed. Somebody will steal you blind.
- Norman Bates: Wouldn't get very far on what's in there, I'm afraid.
- Duane Duke: Business slow?
- Norman Bates: Well, you're my first customer of the day. Or did you just stop in for directions to the Interstate? Well, it's the next...
- Duane Duke: No, actually, I was interested in that "Help Wanted" sign in the window. But if business is bad, I
- Norman Bates: Oh - Oh - Oh - Oh - it's not bad. This is just a - just a slump.
- [Duke looks at room keys]
- Norman Bates: Oh, yeah, yeah, well, 12 cabins, 12 vacancies. Well, we've been closed for a while. Renovations. But there's more life along this road than there used to be. And good prices. Good service. Things will pick up. I've got a rebuilt ice machine and four cabins booked for later in the week. Fairvale High's homecoming. Big game against Central.
- [pauses]
- Norman Bates: I seem to be rattling on. Yes, there is a job. Are you interested?
- Duane Duke: In money? The only honest way I know to get it is earn it or inherit it.
- [laughs]
- Duane Duke: And I don't have any rich relatives about to die. Got an application form?
- Norman Bates: Oh, that won't be necessary. My name's Norman. Norman Bates.
- [offers his hand, covered in blood]
- Duane Duke: Whoa. What you been painting?
- Norman Bates: Oh, I'm sorry. I - Step into the back, the parlor, while I clean up.
- Duane Duke: Said the spider to the fly.
- Norman Bates: Hmm?
- [sees the stuffed birds]
- Norman Bates: Local branch of the Audobon Society?
- Norman Bates: My hobby. Stuffing things.
- Duane Duke: [picks up Maureen on the highway] Goin' to L.A. to be a rock and roll star. What about you? Where you goin'? What were you doin' back there?
- Maureen Coyle: I, uh...
- Duane Duke: Car trouble?
- Maureen Coyle: Yes, yes. I had car trouble.
- Duane Duke: Oh yeah? What kind?
- Maureen Coyle: Uh... no car.
- Duane Duke: No car?
- [laughs]
- Duane Duke: Well, that's the worst kind.
- Belltower Nun: Please Maureen, you mustn't. You have an obligation to him.
- Maureen Coyle: I haven't. I have nothing.
- Belltower Nun: You can't.
- Duane Duke: Want a ride or are you carrying the Olympic torch in that suitcase?
- Maureen Coyle: Thank you.
- Sheriff Hunt: [Reaches in to the ice machine and pulls out a handful of ice without noticing that the ice is covered in blood] Don't tell me my job Ms. Venable!
- Sheriff Hunt: [Puts bloody ice into his mouth and sucks on it] 'Despite all your glib insinuations, I don't have one iota of proof that he's done anything!"