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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.

Norman Bates: Where are you going? 
[Marion looks uncomfortable]
Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. 
Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. 
Norman Bates: What are you running away from? 
Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? 
Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. 
Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. 
Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. 
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. 
Norman Bates: Oh, I do... 
[laughs]
Norman Bates: But I say I don't. 
Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... 
Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill.

Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up!

Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates!

Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. 
Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it.

Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? 
[Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face]
Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? 
Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... 
Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. 
Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? 
[subdued tone]
Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. 
Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately!

Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless.

from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS).


Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath.

Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock.

Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre.

After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry.
Source: Wikipedia
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.

Norman Bates: Where are you going? 
[Marion looks uncomfortable]
Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. 
Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. 
Norman Bates: What are you running away from? 
Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? 
Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. 
Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. 
Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. 
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. 
Norman Bates: Oh, I do... 
[laughs]
Norman Bates: But I say I don't. 
Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... 
Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill.

Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up!

Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates!

Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. 
Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it.

Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? 
[Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face]
Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? 
Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... 
Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. 
Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? 
[subdued tone]
Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. 
Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately!

Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless.

from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS).


Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath.

Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock.

Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre.

After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry.
Source: Wikipedia
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.

Norman Bates: Where are you going? 
[Marion looks uncomfortable]
Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. 
Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. 
Norman Bates: What are you running away from? 
Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? 
Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. 
Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. 
Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. 
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. 
Norman Bates: Oh, I do... 
[laughs]
Norman Bates: But I say I don't. 
Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... 
Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill.

Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up!

Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates!

Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. 
Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it.

Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? 
[Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face]
Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? 
Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... 
Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. 
Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? 
[subdued tone]
Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. 
Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately!

Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless.

from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS).


Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath.

Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock.

Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre.

After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry.
Source: Wikipedia
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.

Norman Bates: Where are you going? 
[Marion looks uncomfortable]
Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. 
Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. 
Norman Bates: What are you running away from? 
Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? 
Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. 
Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. 
Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. 
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. 
Norman Bates: Oh, I do... 
[laughs]
Norman Bates: But I say I don't. 
Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... 
Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill.

Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up!

Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates!

Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. 
Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it.

Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? 
[Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face]
Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? 
Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... 
Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. 
Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? 
[subdued tone]
Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. 
Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately!

Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless.

from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS).


Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath.

Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock.

Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre.

After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry.
Source: Wikipedia
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.

Norman Bates: Where are you going? 
[Marion looks uncomfortable]
Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. 
Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. 
Norman Bates: What are you running away from? 
Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? 
Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. 
Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. 
Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. 
Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. 
Norman Bates: Oh, I do... 
[laughs]
Norman Bates: But I say I don't. 
Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... 
Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill.

Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! 
Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? 
Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up!

Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates!

Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. 
Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it.

Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? 
[Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face]
Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? 
Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... 
Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. 
Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? 
[subdued tone]
Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. 
Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. 
Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately!

Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless.

from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS).


Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath.

Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock.

Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre.

After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry.
Source: Wikipedia
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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. Norman Bates: Where are you going? [Marion looks uncomfortable] Norman Bates: I didn't mean to pry. Marion Crane: I'm looking for a private island. Norman Bates: What are you running away from? Marion Crane: Why do you ask that? Norman Bates: People never really run away from anything. The rain didn't last long, did it? You know what I think? I think that we're all in our private traps, clamped in them, and none of us can ever get out. We scratch and we claw, but only at the air, only at each other, and for all of it, we never budge an inch. Marion Crane: Sometimes we deliberately step into those traps. Norman Bates: I was born in mine. I don't mind it anymore. Marion Crane: Oh, but you should. You should mind it. Norman Bates: Oh, I do... [laughs] Norman Bates: But I say I don't. Marion Crane: You know... if anyone ever talked to me the way I heard... the way she spoke to you... Norman Bates: Sometimes... when she talks to me like that... I feel I'd like to go up there... and curse her... and-and-and leave her forever! Or at least defy her! But I know I can't. She's ill. Norma Bates: [voice-over] No! I tell you no! I won't have you bringing some young girl in for supper! By candlelight, I suppose, in the cheap, erotic fashion of young men with cheap, erotic minds! Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, please...! Norma Bates: [voice-over] And then what? After supper? Music? Whispers? Norman Bates: [voice-over] Mother, she's just a stranger. She's hungry, and it's raining out! Norma Bates: [voice-over] "Mother, she's just a stranger"! As if men don't desire strangers! As if... ohh, I refuse to speak of disgusting things, because they disgust me! You understand, boy? Go on, go tell her she'll not be appeasing her ugly appetite with MY food... or my son! Or do I have tell her because you don't have the guts! Huh, boy? You have the guts, boy? Norman Bates: [voice-over] Shut up! Shut up! Norman Bates: [while in drag, screaming] I'm Norma Bates! Marion Crane: Taxidermy. That is a strange hobby to fill. Norman Bates: A hobby should pass the time, not fill it. Marion Crane: Wouldn't it be better if you put her... some place...? [Marion does not finish the sentence as she thinks of the right thing to say. Norman leans forward with a conserned look on his face] Norman Bates: You mean an institution? A madhouse? Marion Crane: No, I didn't mean it like... Norman Bates: [suddenly angry] People always call a madhouse "someplace", don't they? "Put her in someplace!" Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound so uncaring. Norman Bates: What do you know about caring? Have you ever seen the inside of one of those places? The laughing, and the tears, and those cruel eyes studying you? My mother THERE? [subdued tone] Norman Bates: Oh, but she's harmless. She's as harmless as one of those stuffed birds. Marion Crane: I'm sorry. I felt that... well, from what you told me about your mother is that she might be hurting you. I meant well. Norman Bates: People always mean well. They cluck their thick tongues, and shake their heads and suggest, oh, so very delicately! Hardware store customer: [Looking at can] They tell you what its ingredients are, and how it's guaranteed to exterminate every insect in the world, but they do not tell you whether or not it's painless. And-and I say, insect or man, death should always be painless. from ‘Pyscho’ (1960) Starring Anthony Perkins (Psycho II), Janet Leigh (The Fog), and Vera Miles (The Wrong Man). Screenplay by Joseph Stefano (Star Trek: TNG). Directed by Alfred Hitchcock (The Lady Vanishes). Based on the novel by Robert Bloch (Star Trek: TOS). Psycho is a 1960 American psychological horror thriller film produced and directed by Alfred Hitchcock. The screenplay, written by Joseph Stefano, was based on the 1959 novel of the same name by Robert Bloch. The film stars Anthony Perkins, Janet Leigh, Vera Miles, John Gavin and Martin Balsam, and centers on the encounter between a female embezzler on the run, Marion Crane (Leigh), and Norman Bates (Perkins), the shy proprietor of a secluded old motel, and its aftermath. Psycho was seen as a departure from Hitchcock's previous film North by Northwest, as it was filmed on a lower budget in black-and-white with crew members from his television series Alfred Hitchcock Presents. The film was initially considered controversial and received mixed reviews, but audience interest and outstanding box-office returns prompted a major critical re-evaluation. Psycho was nominated for four Academy Awards, including Best Supporting Actress for Leigh and Best Director for Hitchcock. Psycho is now considered one of Hitchcock's best films and praised as a major work of cinematic art by international film critics and scholars due to its slick direction, tense atmosphere, effective camerawork, a memorable score and iconic performances. Often ranked among the greatest films of all time, it set a new level of acceptability for violence, deviant behavior and sexuality in American films, and is widely considered to be the earliest example of the slasher film genre. After Hitchcock's death in 1980, Universal Pictures began producing follow-ups: three sequels, a remake, a made-for-television spin-off, and a prequel television series set in the 2010s. In 1992, the Library of Congress deemed the film "culturally, historically, or aesthetically significant" and selected it for preservation in the National Film Registry. Source: Wikipedia

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I’m (I am?) a self-taught artist, originally from the north suburbs of Chicago (also known as John Hughes' America). Born in 1984, I started painting in 2017 and began to take it somewhat seriously in 2019. I currently reside in rural Montana and live a secluded life with my three dogs - Pebbles (a.k.a. Jaws, Brandy, Fang), Bam Bam (a.k.a. Scrat, Dinki-Di, Trash Panda, Dug), and Mystique (a.k.a. Lady), and five cats - Burglekutt (a.k.a. Ghostmouse Makah), Vohnkar! (a.k.a. Storm Shadow, Grogu), Falkor (a.k.a. Moro, The Mummy's Kryptonite, Wendigo, BFC), Nibbler (a.k.a. Cobblepot), and Meegosh (a.k.a. Lenny). Part of the preface to the 'Complete Works of Emily Dickinson helps sum me up as a person and an artist: "The verses of Emily Dickinson belong emphatically to what Emerson long since called ‘the Poetry of the Portfolio,’ something produced absolutely without the thought of publication, and solely by way of expression of the writer's own mind. Such verse must inevitably forfeit whatever advantage lies in the discipline of public criticism and the enforced conformity to accepted ways. On the other hand, it may often gain something through the habit of freedom and unconventional utterance of daring thoughts. In the case of the present author, there was no choice in the matter; she must write thus, or not at all. A recluse by temperament and habit, literally spending years without settling her foot beyond the doorstep, and many more years during which her walks were strictly limited to her father's grounds, she habitually concealed her mind, like her person, from all but a few friends; and it was with great difficulty that she was persuaded to print during her lifetime, three or four poems. Yet she wrote verses in great abundance; and though brought curiosity indifferent to all conventional rules, had yet a rigorous literary standard of her own, and often altered a word many times to suit an ear which had its own tenacious fastidiousness." -Thomas Wentworth Higginson "Not bad... you say this is your first lesson?" "Yes, but my father was an *art collector*, so…"

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