Norman: It was a passive/aggressive masterpiece.
[Claire is concerned about a missing neighbour]
Claire Spencer: She doesn't answer the door, but her car is sitting in the garage
Norman: Maybe she was out. Or in bed with the flu. Or maybe she was abducted by aliens for all we know.
Norman: Claire, I don't know how to apologize to you for what I've done. But if you give me another chance, I promise you, I'll spend the rest of my life making you glad that you did. Please.
Claire Spencer: Norman's father had this old stuffy... stately place on a lake.
Norman: Which we're renovating.
Claire Spencer: Practically gutted.
Norman: No, we didn't.
Claire Spencer: Yes, we did.
Norman: "Gutted"?
Jody: Are we hoping the ghost is going to have to use the potty?
Norman: Hi, honey. What's going on? What are doing here? Are you okay?
Claire Spencer: I... I... I heard noises. I didn't want to disturb you.
Norman: What kind of noises? Where?
Claire Spencer: At the house. I was scared.
Claire Spencer: You are so brilliant.
Norman: YUP!
[first lines]
Claire Spencer: Good morning, Beauty. Let's go or we'll never leave on time.
Caitlin Spencer: I'm totally ready.
Claire Spencer: Come on. I'll make you some waffles.
Claire Spencer: She's awake.
Norman: We'll be quiet. Quick and quiet.
Claire Spencer: I don't want to be either.
Claire Spencer: We did a great job. She's a good kid.
Norman: We did.
Claire Spencer: It's just us now.
Norman: I know.
Norman: Jesus, Claire. What the hell are you doing?
Claire Spencer: I was looking...
Norman: Spying.
Claire Spencer: Spying on Mr. Feur.
Claire Spencer: [to Jody] Listen, about our little séance. Norman doesn't need to know.
Claire Spencer: Do you remember this?
Norman: It's the girl that disappeared last year.
Claire Spencer: Did you know her?
Norman: No.
Claire Spencer: Hello, Doctor Spencer.
Norman: Mrs. Spencer.
Claire Spencer: Forbidden fruit. You got a problem with that?
Jody: I stopped at this little café to get a coffee, and I see Norman sitting in the back. But he wasn't alone. It was a young blonde woman. I didn't see her face. And I didn't think anything of it at first. And I was walking over to say hello. And they started arguing in such a way that it stopped me.
Norman: [on the phone] Someone who is very close to me, believes herself to be, or seems to be in contact with some entity or spirit, and...
Norman: Claire! You alright, Claire?
Claire Spencer: The braid. Where's the braid?
