Norman Bates: Well, a son is a poor substitute for a lover.

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Detective Milton Arbogast: We’re always quickest to doubt people who have a reputation for being honest.

Norman Bates: You know what I think? I think that we’re all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch.
Marion Crane: Sometimes, we deliberately step into those traps.
Norman Bates: I was born into mine. I don’t mind it anymore.
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it.

Norman Bates: She just goes a little mad sometimes. We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven’t you?

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