A son is a poor substitute for a lover.
Marion Crane: Do you have any vacancies?Norman Bates: Oh, we have 12 vacancies. 12 cabins, 12 vacancies.
Sam Loomis: Bob! Run out and get yourself some lunch, will you?Bob Summerfield: Oh, that's okay, Sam, I brought it with me.Sam Loomis: Run out and eat it!
Norman Bates: It's not like my mother is a maniac or a raving thing. She just goes a little mad sometimes. We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven't you?Marion Crane: Yes. Sometimes just one time can be enough.
