I'm a secretary at Lowery Real Estate in Phoenix in 1960. I'm engaged to Sam Loomis, a hardware store owner, but his debts are stalling our marriage. When my boss George Lowery arrived at work with wealthy customer Tom Cassidy and asked me to deposit his $40,000 in the bank, I took it and drove off, hiding out at the Bates Motel in Fairvale. I know it was silly, I'll return it tomorrow. The motel owner is a nice but lonely young man named Norman Bates who cares for his unseen aged mother.