Dylan: "Welcome to the doghouse. Hop on."
You want Norman to throw his arms around Dylan, like a sloth on its mommy's back, once he has his cute little helmet. You want gawky Norman to make tiny Dylan look gigantic. You want them to laugh, cutting back and forth on the drive home. You want Norman's eyes to widen with pleasure, deliriously happy, as they take the curves and gun the straightaways, all the way home. And that's what you get. They've never looked so happy. The world has never seemed so kind or so bright.
And even then, even as it's happening, you can see Dylan wanting it to be like this forever. Norman too, but the second that engine cuts off he'll drop out of the dream: This is Dylan's dream and for the moment you can see how he believes in it. Regardless of how immovable the world remains, how irresistible the forces allied against them, you can see how bright this impulsive hope actually burns. They are suddenly a family.
BACK IN HER HOUSE
Dylan: "So but then why did you actually get out?"
Norman: "She said 'get out.' I mean she could not have been clearer."
Dylan: "She's been saying that shit since I got here, it doesn't mean anything. Drama doesn't deserve a response."
Norman: "The only rule of life is that what Norma says becomes reality. Reliably this has proven true."
Dylan: "Her words, coming out of your mouth."
Norman: "She's objectively going through a lot."
Dylan: "Thing is, she always will be. She's like an addict and the only thing you can do -- the kind thing, for both of you; the thing that changes the situation -- is walking away."
Norman: "Walking away how? Like you did? Because look where you're sitting."
Dylan: "It's still emotionally true. Everybody cuts the cord, Norman. It's the way of things. We leave our parents to become adults. There is literally no other way for that to work."
Dylan: "Speaking of, I'm getting my own place. Down by the beach. An ocean view."
Norman: "I am of two minds about that."
Dylan: "If she goes to jail, you're coming with me."
Norman: "Am I?"
Dylan: "And even if she doesn't, I still want you to. All three of us can still be salvaged, but you have to be..."
Norman: "She can't do this without me."
Dylan: "This thing and then the next thing and then the next. That's not a reason."