Psycho IV: The Beginning Page #4

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murders, plural,

I wanted to be executed,

or locked away for life,

so I'd never hurt anyone again.

I wanted to protect the world from

this bad seed known as "Norman Bates."

Instead, they sent me

to a place a lot like Sedonia...

The same rough therapy,

the same phased re-entry into society.

What I need to know is:

Why ruin this great new life of yours?.

I don't know who you intend to kill,

but whoever it is,

is it worth losing everything?.

Because that's what'll happen

when you get caught.

Unless you let me help you.

Help me not to get caught?.

- Don't get flippant about this!

You don't want to flush your new life

down the toilet.

I think you want me to stop you.

You're wrong,

and I can prove it by hanging up.

Let's give you a break, Ed.

Take another call.

Andrew,

first-time caller from Stockton.

This girl he killed,

'cause she wanted to have sex...

Discussing past victims

might not be productive. - Victims?.

The second one was an older woman.

Didn't you do a show recently

on young men and older women?.

I don't remember how I wound up

in her car at 2 in the morning.

Baby, your tongue

is like an elephant's memory!

No, wait...

Let me catch my breath, okay?.

Oh God! - What?.

- I forgot...

I have to give my mother

her 2 o'clock medication.

I'll be right back.

Then I'll take you

someplace real private.

You mean it?.

Why did you bring her here?.

- I didn't.

Don't lie to me!

I know about your cheap, erotic urges.

I wouldn't lie to you. - You would!

All men lie to their mothers

about their cheap desires.

You're no different!

Drive, whore!

No!

Stop!

No!

No!

Your plan to kill someone...

Are you going to do it again?.

Is your mother making you do it?.

Mother's not here anymore. She's dead.

Are you angry about that?.

- Not really. Talking with you

has helped a lot. - You mean you don't

feel as much like killing as before?.

I'm not feeling the emptiness as bad.

You've been feeling it from day 1.

It didn't start

until I saw her in her coffin.

It was OK when she was in the morgue.

But when they brought

her home in that thing,

I knew a pain

that I can only call "soul cancer '."

I had to have her back,

any way I could.

The undertaker put a wig on her,

because of what the strychnine did.

But I had to have her,

even without her crowning glory.

I had this hobby: taxidermy.

A passion, really.

I'd made so many little animals

look like they came back to life,

why couldn't I do it for her?.

Matricide is probably

the most unbearable crime of all,

most unbearable to the son

who commits it.

Norman,

we go off the air at 10 o'clock.

Think how your wife's gonna feel

when the police call her

to the hospital, or to the morgue.

This time your victim may strike back.

You may wind up dead.

What a loss that'll be for her!

She believes in you, Norman.

She must! She fell in love

with you at the mental institution,

and now you're going to

dash her faith to pieces?.

- I don't care. She deserves to die.

You're gonna... kill your wife?.

Call that newspaper. Tell 'em

it's a matter of life and death!

Norman, why?.

You said she deserved to die. How?.

What did she do

that she should pay with her life?.

She let herself get pregnant!

Aha.

- I thought I'd convinced her

what a mistake it'd be to have kids.

Before we got married, I said:

"No kids, Connie. I've killed

damn near a dozen human beings.

I may be well now,

but I'll never be cured.

I'm still who I always was. My genes

are the ones I got from my mother.

I'm still her flesh and blood!

The Bates line ends with me."

And finally, she said okay.

Maybe she got pregnant by accident?.

- When she called,

she'd just heard from the doctor.

She didn't tell me

she went off the pill, because

she didn't want to stop making love.

We called it "making love."

But it wasn't supposed

to bring forth another monster.

So she planned this on her own,

after you said this to her?.

She just doesn't believe

than my problem can be genetic.

Scientists have proven that

the cause for my kind of insanity

is genetic.

But she just doesn't buy it.

What does she expect you to do?.

She knows your history.

She says she has faith in me.

Norman, we've only a little time left.

If we haven't talked this out,

will you stay on the line?.

We can talk on the phone just as easy.

I don't think

you wanna kill your wife.

That's why you called in.

Thank God you did, it's not too late.

It is too late. My mind's made up.

- But maybe Connie's isn't.

She can end this pregnancy.

- She'd never do that.

There's your God!

Your mother's not here anymore.

Remember?. She can't tell you

what to do now. - That's right.

This time it'll be with my own hands.

Just like the first time.

Go down and see what's

keeping that boy. I'm so thirsty!

We can't have that now, can we?.

Wow! Room service has arrived!

Not a word about my new kimono?.

- It's lurid.

It's "lurid"?.

Where does that boy get his ways?.

- Not from me.

Turn on the radio, will you?.

What is it?.

No!

It's poisonous!

You dirty little bastard!

You're dead! You hear me?. Dead!

You're dead!

Kill him! Kill the little bastard!

Norman!

Norman, will you stay on the line?.

Will you stay on the line?.

Please, once you hang up...

- That's the end of the Ambrose Show.

What did you say?.

- I said, the show's over.

San Joaquin Hospital...

It's for you.

Take a message.

- It's your husband.

Thanks.

Norman?.

Will you be coming home soon?.

- I was just leaving. Want anything?.

Don't come home.

Meet me at my mother's house.

Where?. - You heard me.

- Why?. - It's my birthday, isn't it?.

Yes, but... that sounds a bit morbid.

- I'm hanging up and driving there.

I'm expecting you, Connie.

- Norman, wait!

Just me and my trusty umbrella.

Ow!

Norman,

what are we doing here?.

Come on!

I tricked you, I had to. I hated it,

but I didn't know any other way.

I love you so much.

I want us to have a baby so much.

Oh, Norman, don't you see?.

We'll love our baby.

Our love will

make it grow strong and healthy.

But what if I can't love it?.

Why couldn't you?.

You can love. You do!

You love me.

Stop!

Stay!

You don't trust me.

All that faith and no potatoes.

Connie!

No!

Look at yourself!

You're not that person now, Norman.

You're not a killer, Norman.

Our baby won't be a monster.

Don't I count?.

I've never taken anyone's life.

I love you. Our baby will love you.

Give us a chance!

No more blood, Norman!

Please, no more blood!

Wait in the car.

I'm gonna get rid of the past.

For good. - How?.

I should've killed you in my womb!

What's the matter?.

You're not a girl, are you?.

Norman! Norman!

I'm not embarrassing you, am l?.

Go!

Connie!

Show some respect for the dead!

Help! Somebody please help!

No!

Norman!

I'm free!

Let me out of here! Norman!

Do you hear me, boy?.

Let me out!

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