Bates Motel
Nice Town You Picked, Norma…

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Jacob Clifton: A+ | 6 USERS: A
Past The Breakers

Dylan: "No breakfast for me, thanks."
Norman: "Could you at least not leave the bread sitting open like that?"
Norma: "Also why are you here at all?"
Dylan: "Because it's home, Norma. It's what people do."
Norma(n): "Yeah, we're teaming up on you obviously, just like you assumed."


Bradley: "Where'd you go after that party? Hook up with somebody?"
Norman: "No, just snagged my book and went home. It was about studying, I thought."
Bradley: "Studying sucks, no doubt about it. But you now, we could actually study together sometime..."

Right then, Bradley's father's car goes zooming past the stop, careering and eventually crashing. The kids go running after it, screaming all the way, and Norman throws his back into opening the driver's side door: Inside, Bradley's father is barely alive, still smoking, burnt to a crisp.


Norma: "Wait, you're thinking somebody set fire to his warehouse? That's insane and awful."
Sheriff Romero: "No, that's White Pine Bay. You're going to need a much stronger stomach."

Dylan: "Nice town you picked, Norma..."
Norma: "Stop calling me that. And go run some errands for the motel, if you're gonna stick around."

Romero: "Have you seen Keith Summers? Because this is his abandoned truck."
Norma: "That's so weird. Everybody keeps getting the horns this morning. Good luck with that, though. I hear he was a swell guy... for a drunk rapist who lost his family's property and didn't know when to keep his goddamned mouth shut."


Miss Watson assigns them a list of classic poets, with a partnered assignment: Why is this old poem still relevant today? Why would you, for example, take a poem from 1960 and construct an entire TV show about it, in a post-cellphone/post-PC world? What parts of our humanity are inextricable enough to cross that divide? What parts of your humanity -- even what parts of your day -- still reach back across the decades or the centuries? Writing is about telling somebody who isn't there that they aren't alone, so you feel less alone: Poems break time just as they break language.

Emma: "Your staring at Bradley is nothing new, so I don't really care whether you're staring at her empty chair is in the context of this assignment or just an achievement in regular creeping."

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