Norman, stop it. You're acting like a twit. It's not masculine and it's not attractive.

Norma

Norma: I hear ya, but I can't take care of my self, I'm a mother. Now I have to go talk to my horrible brother. You know what? I have no choice because it is important to my sons.
James: Yeah? And what about your own needs?
Norma: Parents do not have needs. You ever read the book The Giving Tree? It's about this tree and this kid keeps coming and taking stuff from it his whole life until there's nothing left but a stump and then the kid sits on the stump. That's being a parent.

My son isn't normal, there's something wrong with him.

Norma

Emma: You have no idea how much this family means to me, how much I want to be a part of it, but never am.
Dylan: I understand.

Norman: I want my mother. I want my mother.
Emma: That's gotta be a mantra. Maybe he'll feel safer.

Hey, ya think it's OK to get a guy all worked up and then leave?! You're a freakin' mess lady!!

Not Wade

Norma, you need to come. Norman is losing it, OK. I don't know what to do with him. Mom, please.

Dylan

Norman: Dylan, none of this is your fault. I'll go with you to talk with her if you want me to. I'll try and help if I can.
Dylan: I can't ask you to do that. I mean, if I get thrown out of the house, that's on me, but I can't drag you into it.
Norman: I feel like this is partly my fault. There's something wrong with me. I wanted to destroy you because you were getting close to her and I hate that person. I'm a man now, not her little boy and I want to be a good man. I trust your judgment if you think this is the right thing to do.

This is the first time since I moved to this crummy town that I have anybody by the short hairs. I'm gettin' something out of it.

Norma

Come on. I'll give you a lift. I'm going right near where you live... Where do you live?

James

Chick: Caleb!! Look. At. Me. Life is shit. There is only one thing that makes it better. Boar jerky.
Caleb: [chuckles] What the hell is wrong with you, man?
Chick: Everything.

Oh, and uh, the password to the WiFi is MOTHER, all caps.

Emma

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Oh and by the way? My mother died. Here's your lunch.

Norma

Dylan: Norman's 18. He should not be sleeping in the same bed as his mom.
Norma: You're overreacting. He just fell asleep. It's not a big deal.