Why can't you leave my poor son?

My norman alone.

What set you off again, norman Mr school?

You killed her, didn't you?

What did she do?

Come to you tell you that she was your mother.

She was crazy, norman, But she wasn't your mother, Neither are you.

This is paul was your aunt, norman?

She was in love with your father.

But your mother stolen away from her L A.

School.

Kill your father in a jealous rage and cannot do with you adopt a baby.

Oh she killed your father because she thought you were a little child.

The child shot in the head with him.

She was crazy.

They looked her away.

It's lies.

It's all lies norman she's lying.

Oh no, but where are you, jesus slut, norman, Don't let her talk about me like that, norman, please, norman, please listen to me, norman mrs bates, Whoever you are.

Damn.

It doesn't make any difference in that brain of yours, cara boy, get up, just like the others.

Get out.

You know?

How mad can't you do anything right?

How dare you treat your mother?

Such words.

No.

So I don't have the guts.

Huh?

Okay.

Oh.

Oh.

Uh huh.

Yeah.