[last lines] Norma Bates: [voiceover in police custody, as Norman is thinking] It's sad, when a mother has to speak the words that condemn her own son. But I couldn't allow them to believe that I would commit murder. They'll put him away now, as I sh...
Norman Bates: It's not like my mother is a maniac or a raving thing. She just goes a little mad sometimes. We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven't you? Marion Crane: Yes. Sometimes just one time can be enough.
Marion Crane: Do you go out with friends? Norman Bates: A boy's best friend is his mother.
Marion Crane: Do you have any vacancies? Norman Bates: Oh, we have 12 vacancies. 12 cabins, 12 vacancies.
Norman Bates: I think I must have one of those faces you can't help believing.
Norman Bates: She might have fooled me, but she didn't fool my mother.
Norman Bates: Mother! Oh God, mother! Blood! Blood!
Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! Norma B...
Sam Loomis: You mean the old woman I saw tonight wasn't Mrs. Bates? Sheriff Al Chambers: Now wait a minute, Sam, are you *sure* you saw an old woman? Sam Loomis: Yes! In the house behind the motel! I called and I pounded, but she just ignored me! She...
Norman Bates: Uh-uh, Mother-m-mother, uh, what is the phrase? She isn't quite herself today.
Sheriff Al Chambers: Your detective told you he couldn't come right back because he was goin' to question Norman Bates' mother. Right? Lila Crane: Yes. Sheriff Al Chambers: Norman Bates' mother has been dead and buried in Greenlawn Cenetery for the p...
Norman Bates: Well, a son is a poor substitute for a lover. Marion Crane: Why don't you go away? Norman Bates: What, to a private island like you? Marion Crane: No, not like me. Norman Bates: I couldn't do that. Who would look after her? The fire in ...
Dr. Fred Richmond: No. I got the whole story - but not from Norman. I got it - from his mother. Norman Bates no longer exists. He only half-existed to begin with. And now, the other half has taken over. Probably for all time. Lila Crane: Did he kill ...
Norman Bates: I don't set a fancy table, but the kitchen's awful homey.
Norman Bates: You-you eat like a bird. Marion Crane: [Looking around at the stuffed birds while eating] And you'd know, of course. Norman Bates: No, not really. Anyway, I hear the expression 'eats like a bird' - it-it's really a [stammers] Norman Bat...
Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should alwa...
Sam Loomis: Bob! Run out and get yourself some lunch, will you? Bob Summerfield: Oh, that's okay, Sam, I brought it with me. Sam Loomis: Run out and eat it!
Marion Crane: Oh, we can see each other. We can even have dinner but respectably in my house with my mother's picture on the mantel and my sister helping me broil a big steak for three. Sam Loomis: And after the steak, do we send Sister to the movies...
