"You're talking nonsense, Sweetheart. I don't know who any of those people are. It sounds like you're having another psychiatric episode."

Norman pauses in adjusting the antennae and regards her with something that looks like a doctor's genuine concern.

"Are you hearing any voices that aren't there? You certainly seem agitated. Why don't you just calm down, take a deep breath, settle in. Your imaginary friends aren't going anywhere, so don't worry your pretty little head about it, okay?"