Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I am looking for a private island.

like one of his stuffed birds.

the detective thanked him and he went away.

Do you go out with friends?

that condemn her own son,

He was flirting with you.

You make respectability sound disrespectful.

I want you to take a look at my baby.

Is your time so empty?

But as long as you've fixed a supper, we may as well eat it.

(NORMAN SCREAMING)

I take it you can prove that car is yours.

No, I mean ill.

You see, when the mind houses two personalities,

(MONEY FLAPPING)

My mother's doctor gave them to me the day of my wedding.

-I meant well. -People always mean well.

I'll lick the stamps.

Sam, they don't want to prosecute, they just want the money back.

Well, she left Phoenix a week ago yesterday, without a trace.

-Dirty night. -You have a vacancy?

In Norman's case, the battle is over,

A man should have a hobby.

You still trusting? Hot creepers! She sat there while I dumped it out!

Saw the register myself.

He feels a little chill. Can I bring him this blanket?

but when your time is up. . .

something that proves he got that money away from Marion somehow.

You come down here on business trips, and we steal lunch hours.

Oh, we can see each other. We can even have dinner.

We better decide what we're gonna say or do when we walk in there.

I was in Tucson over the weekend and I haven't heard from her since.

I couldn't do that. Who'd look after her?

I'd better sign in and get a receipt.

But I know I can't.

LOWERY: You better run out to the house.

I'm always forgetting to turn the sign on, but we do have a vacancy.

Come on, Tom. My office is air conditioned.

I think that would be a rather extreme reaction

And meanwhile, I'll have my mechanic give yours the once-over.

And I have a long drive tomorrow, all the way back to Phoenix.

Oh, that must be my mother.

-It'd be too wild a coincidence. . . -Bates never denied she was here.

Are. . . Are you unhappy?

What am I supposed to do, just sit here and wait?

You want to tell me you saw Norman Bates' mother?

Is there anything so terribly wrong

-Let's go see Al Chambers. -Who's he?

left the next day and that was it.

what would you need to get out?

-Good. You satisfied with your cabin? -Oh, it's fine.

Now that's not buying happiness. That's just buying off unhappiness.

so I'm gonna treat you so fair and square that you won't have one human reason. . .

Oh, Mother... The Ratio! The Ratio!