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Dexter (season 1)

season of television series

Dexter [1.01]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] Tonight's the night. And it's going to happen again and again. It has to happen. Oh, hi. My Name is Dexter Morgan.

Mike Donovan: I couldnWA't help myself. I couldn't, I... Please, you have to understand.
Dexter: Trust me, I definitely understand. See, I can't help myself either. But children? I could never do that. Not like you. Never... ever... kids.
Mike Donovan: Why?
Dexter: I have standards.

Dexter: [voiceover] Harry was a great cop here in Miami. He taught me how to think like one; taught me how to cover my tracks. I'm a very neat monster.

Dexter: [voiceover] There's something strange and disarming about looking at a homicide scene in the daylight of Miami. It makes the most grotesque killings look staged, like you're in a new and daring section of Disney World: Dahmerland!

Dexter: [voiceover, about the doll parts in his freezer] I suppose I should be upset, even feel violated, but I'm not. No, in fact, I think this is a friendly message, kinda like "Hey, wanna play?" And yes, I want to play. I really, really do.

Crocodile [1.02]Edit

Debra: Watching ice melt. This is fun.
Vince: Stand a little closer, Morgan, and I'll melt your heart.
Angel: I think he's got a crush on you, Dex.
Dexter: Huh?
Vince: Yo, I was talking to Morgan the sister. Vince Masuka only swings one way.
Debra: Yeah, from vine to vine.
Maria: Enough! Glad to see the sexual harassment seminar really paid off.

Dexter: [voiceover] I can kill a man, dismember his body, and be home in time for Letterman. But knowing what to say when my girlfriend's feeling insecure... I'm totally lost.

Dexter: We have an elephant in the room, and its name is sex!
Rita: [laughs weakly] Tell me about it.
Dexter: Hey, as far as I'm concerned, it can just stay in the corner and mind its own damn business.
Rita: [softly] Easier said than done.
Dexter: Yeah, [gently brushes her hair back] but it needs to be right, for both of us. Or it won't be right for either of us. I don't want that, do you?
Rita: No. [pause] You know, [hugs Dexter tightly] I can't believe I found the one good truly decent man left on the planet.

Dexter: [voiceover] My sister puts up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable she is. Me? I put up a front so the world won't see how vulnerable I'm not.

Dexter: [voiceover] The worst thing about finally putting together a puzzle is finding there are missing pieces. He came back and left nothing behind but a message: "Come find me", and I will. There are no secrets in life, just hidden truths that lie beneath the surface.

Popping Cherry [1.03]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] Most people have a hard time dealing with death, but I'm not most people. It's the grief that makes me uncomfortable. Not because I'm a killer. Really, I just don't understand all that emotion, which makes it tough to fake. In those cases, shades come in handy.

Debra: I'm proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals. How are you holding up?
Dexter: I'm managing. [voiceover] No, I'm not. Keeping my face pinched in sorrow for two hours straight's a real chore.

[At the ice hockey rink]
Dexter: [voiceover] I knew he'd be back. It feels like Christmas morning. [approaches the body in net] Look at that, a miracle on ice. Stunning.
Angel Batista: You all right, Dexter?
Dexter: This is like a dream. [confused look from Angel] Standing on the home ice of the Miami Blades?

Harry Morgan: When you take a man's life, you're not just killing him. You're snuffing out all the things he'll ever become. As a cop, I only fire my weapon to save a life – that's a code I live by. Killing must serve a purpose. Otherwise, it's just plain murder.

Dexter: [voiceover] Harry taught me that death isn't the end. It's the beginning of a chain reaction that will catch you if you're not careful. He taught me that none of us are who we appear to be on the outside. But we must maintain appearances to survive. But there was something Harry didn't teach me. Something he didn't know, couldn't possibly know. The willful taking of life represents the ultimate disconnect from humanity. It leaves you an outsider, forever looking in, searching for company to keep.

Let's Give the Boy a Hand [1.04]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] I find people around me are all making some kind of connection, like friendship or romance, but human bonds always lead to messy complications. Commitment. Sharing. Driving people to the airport.

Dexter: [voiceover] I love Halloween. The one time of year when everyone wears a mask … not just me. People think it's fun to pretend you're a monster. Me, I spend my life pretending I'm not. Brother, friend, boyfriend – all part of my costume collection. Some people might call me a fraud. [...] I prefer to think of myself as a master of disguise.

Dexter: [voiceover] Harry was the only one who saw me, really saw me. So he taught me to hide and that's what's kept me safe. But sometimes I'm not sure where Harry's vision of me ends and the real me starts. If I'm just a collection of learned behaviors, bits and pieces of Harry, maybe my new friend is right. Maybe I am a fraud.

Dexter: [voiceover] Everyone hides who they are at least some of the time. Sometimes you bury that part of yourself so deeply that you have to be reminded it's there at all. And sometimes you just want to forget who you are altogether. And what about me? Maybe I'll never be the human Harry wanted me to be. But I couldn't kill Tony Tucci, that's not me either. My new friend thought I wouldn't be able to resist the kill he left for me. But I did. I'm not the monster he wants me to be. So I'm neither man nor beast. I'm something new entirely – my own set of rules. I'm Dexter. Boo.

Love American Style [1.05]Edit

[Dexter is staring off into space at a crime scene]
Dexter: [voiceover] I like to pretend I'm alone. Completely alone. Maybe post-apocalypse or plague... whatever. No one left to act normal for. No need to hide who I really am. It would be... freeing.
Doakes: Stop grinning like a fucking psycho and get back to work!

Officer Gerard: Freedom's just another word for one more way to get fucked.

Mindy: So, are you going to go to the spring formal?
Teenage Dexter: Why would I want to do that?
[Hurt, Mindy leaves]
Harry Morgan: She wanted you to ask her to the dance, Dexter.
Teenage Dexter: That's not what she said.
Harry: Well, you have to learn their signals.
Teenage Dexter: Yeah, well, I don't really care about girls.
Harry: Oh.
Teenage Dexter: I just like being alone.
Harry: But most normal people don't, and it's important that you seem normal.
Teenage Dexter: Even though I'm not.
Harry: Because you're not.

Angel: Don't go down that emotion road, just go down on her. It's easier, she'll be distracted.

Dexter: [voiceover, packing supplies for a kill] "Be prepared" – that's my motto. The Boy Scouts and I have that in common. Of course, there's no merit badge for tonight's outing.

Return to Sender [1.06]Edit

Harry Morgan: Keeping the truth from the people closest to you is how you'll survive, and how you'll protect them if anything ever goes wrong.

Angel: Sounds like she got exactly what she had coming to her. Personally, I'd shake this guy's hand.
Dexter: [voiceover] Yeah, you say that now...

Dexter: [voiceover] Nothing lasts forever. Just ask a Ford Pinto. Eventually, most serial killers get caught. There's really not much of a retirement plan, but it can't end like this; it's too soon; I'm not ready.

Debra: The guy's missing body parts because of this Ice-Truck Killer asshole, and he's still hitting on me!
Doakes' Mother: That's because men only think with one body part, and that one was not cut off.

Dexter: [voiceover] Rita will be devastated if I'm arrested. Her husband was a crack-head and her boyfriend's a serial killer. It's kinda hard not to take that personally.

Circle of Friends [1.07]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] The FBI estimates that there are less that 50 serial killers active in the United States today. We don't get together at conventions, share trade secrets, or exchange Christmas cards... but sometimes I wonder what it's like for the others.

Dexter: When'd you first notice it? This darkness inside the guy you fell for?
Rita: Well, I always knew it was there. I guess I just didn't think I deserved better – until I met you.
[Long pause]
Dexter: I have a dark side, too. [Rita laughs] What? I do.
Rita: Somehow, I doubt that. You have a good heart, Dexter. You're not like Paul; you don't hurt people.
Dexter: [another pause] Innocent people. [pause] I don't hurt innocent people.

Dexter: The Ice-Truck Killer drains the blood from his victims, freezes their bodies, and only then severs their limbs. It's clean and efficient, that's his psychological signature. Neil Perry, on the other hand, stuffs roadkill.
Debra: Yeah! And turns it into fucked up fantasy shit.
Dexter: But the fantasies are all wrong! The guy we're looking for wouldn't turn dead dirty things into living cartoons, he'd find that pathetic.
Debra: How do you know?
Dexter: [pause] Because it is pathetic.

Dexter: [voiceover, about Paul] He might be a crack-addled, wife-abusing yahoo, but he refuses to abandon his kids. I'm not sure that's a good thing.

Dexter: You killed again. I told you, I warned you. Don't kill anyone who doesn't deserve to die. Why did you do it?
Jeremy Downs: To feel something different.
Dexter: Different than what? What do you normally feel?
Jeremy Downs: Nothing. Fucking nothing at all. I hate every fucking goddamn second of it. I can't stand it – living my life in my head.
Dexter: Does killing make it better?
Jeremy Downs: No. Worse. Fucking worse than ever.
Dexter: Put your hands on the table. [Jeremy looks confused] Do it! [Jeremy puts his hands on the table, and Dexter starts scraping under his fingernails] I'm a lot like you, you know.
Jeremy Downs: [scoffs] Yeah, right. You're a killer?
Dexter: [gives him a look] I'm empty. But I found a way to make it feel less... bottomless.
Jeremy Downs: How?
Dexter: Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be.

Shrink Wrap [1.08]Edit

Dexter: [at a crime scene] What are we looking at here?
Angel: I'm thinking two circus clowns dancing. You?
Dexter: Nah, looks like a lobster. See the claws?
Angel: Why do bloodstains always look like crustaceans to you?
Dexter: I like seafood.
Angel: Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others.

Scott Solomon: Meridian? Best thing that's ever happened to me... so far. How about you? You finding him helpful?
Dexter: I'm a sociopath; there's not much he can do for me.
Scott Solomon: Cute and funny. Let me guess, taken?
Dexter: Girlfriend.
Scott Solomon: Lucky girl.

Dexter: [voiceover] My therapist wants me to accept the things that are out of my hands. Tragically for him, he's not out of my hands.

Dexter: [voiceover] I can't have sex with Rita. Every time I sleep with a woman, she sees me for what I really am. Empty. And then she's gone. But I don't want Rita to go, which means I have to deal with this. [pause] I can't kill Meridian yet – I need another therapy session.

Dexter: I'm going to tell you something that I've never told anyone before.
Dr. Emmett Meridian: Okay.
Dexter: I'm a serial killer. [pause] Oh God. That feels... so amazing to say out loud.
Dr. Emmett Meridian: Well, you must be letting go, 'cause I've never heard you make a joke before.
Dexter: I'm not joking; I kill people. Whoo. There it is again. [pause] You should try it. I know — your big bad wolf has racked up a tidy little death toll.

Father Knows Best [1.09]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] I know the truth, because Harry always told me the truth. He had to, he was teaching me principles. A code. He knew what I would become without it.

[Dexter calls Vince]
Vince: Masuka.
Dexter: Hey, it's Dexter Morgan.
Vince: Dude, I know your last name.
Dexter: Yeah, I need a favor. A DNA comparison.
Vince: I thought you were away for the weekend with the girlfriend. What, is she surfing the crimson wave?

Rita: Hello.
Paul: Hey babe, it's Paul. Just making sure dear Dexter is dealing decently with his dead dad. [laughs]
Rita: We're fine, everyone's fine. Alright, we'll see you on Monday.
Paul: Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute... Talk to me, you having fun? Cause I'm not.
Rita: Paul.
Paul: Would've if I could've taken my kids to circus. We'd be eating peanuts right now, stepping in elephant shit.
Rita: Paul, this is not helping my confidence in you.
Paul: Oh, I think you've got enough confidence for both of us.
Rita: Look if you want to work towards building more visitation days and not less, you need to avoid this kind of behavior right here. Now I think you might just politely hang up.
Paul: OK, you're right, I'm sorry. You have a great weekend. [hangs up phone]

Debra: [answering Dexter's phone] Morgan here.
Vince: Wait, did I call the hot Morgan by mistake? Freudian. My subconscious has been exposed. [laughs]
Debra: Well, zip it up and tell me what's going on.

Seeing Red [1.10]Edit

Debra: [eating cake] Hey, you want some? It's Kirk Wylocks' cake.
Doakes: I had some, at Kirk's birthday. 10 days ago. See, you have lunch every day with your boyfriend, you miss a thing or two around here.
Debra: Cake's still good; it's mocha, I think.
Doakes: It started out vanilla.

Dexter: [voiceover] My sister's right, I don't share my problems with her. Or with anybody. Harry taught me that. Secrecy, self-reliance... and a well-stocked cupboard of Hefty bags.

Debra: Dex, you are all the family that I have, and I barely know you. So, if you're going to eat steaks with somebody after a rough day, somebody's going to break through your fucking walls, I think it should be me! I think I have earned it!

[After stuffing Paul into the trunk of his car]
Rita: Where were you?
Dexter: Taking out the trash.

Dexter: [voiceover] So this is doom. I've been the architect of so much of it, it's only fair that I should know what the fuss is all about. He left me this room for a reason. Five women gave their blood, their lives for this moment. There's only one way to find out why.

Truth Be Told [1.11]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] I've never had much use for the concept of Hell, but if Hell exists, I'm in it. The same images running through my head over and over. I was there. I saw my mother's death. A buried memory forgotten all these years. It climbed inside me that day, and it's been with me every since. My dark passenger.

Rudy/Brian: [while gift-wrapping dismembered parts] Deck the halls with parts of bodies, fa la la la la, la la la la.

Dexter: [voiceover] Thinking Rudy attacked Batista doesn't make any sense. He's a loving boyfriend, he spends his life helping people in need. He brought me steaks. [lock-picking attempt thwarted] Now, that's just rude. Why would loving and helpful Rudy need an industrial-grade lock? And a security camera?

Rudy/Brian: Debra Morgan, will you marry me?
Debra: [laughs] I knew it, I fucking knew it!
Rudy/Brian: Is that your version of a yes?

Rudy/Brian: You know the one thing I've been dying to ask you? How did you not know who I was? You're a cop.
Debra: This isn't funny.
Rudy/Brian: I think a real cop would at least have a sense that she was in the presence of the person she was hunting.

Born Free [1.12]Edit

Dexter: [voiceover] I've lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted until the dark became my world and I could see.

Doakes: Surprise, motherfucker!
Dexter: Are you following me now?
Doakes: You better have a hell of a reason for being here.
Dexter: I'm looking for my sister.
Doakes: In a cargo box?
Dexter: Yeah. I'm kinda working on a theory.
Doakes:You forget your work for the fucking cops!? We love theories! Come on! Spin me a story, asshole!

Rudy/Brian: Nothing personal. I just wanted to have a beer with you before we got started. Made that kind of difficult.
Dexter: Sorry.
Rudy/Brian: You don't ever have to apologize to me, Dexter. Not for who you are, or anything you do.

Rudy/Brian: Tell me something: your victims. Are they all killers?
Dexter: Yes.
Rudy/Brian: Harry teach you that?
Dexter: He taught me a code. To survive.
Rudy/Brian: Like an... absurd avenger?
Dexter: That's not why I kill.
Rudy/Brian: You can be yourself around me. Who. Am. I?
Dexter: A killer. Without reason or regret. You're free.
Rudy/Brian: You can be that way too.
Dexter: But the code...
Rudy/Brian: [laughs] Dex! You don't have a code. Harry did. And he's been dead ten years. You can't keep – keep him sitting on your shoulder like Jiminy fucking Cricket! You need to embrace who you are now.
Dexter: I don't know who I am.
Rudy/Brian: 'Course you don't. You've been away from your family since you were three. But I'm here now. I can help you. We can take this journey together.
Dexter: I can't. Not Deb...
Rudy/Brian: No, no, don't say that.
Dexter: I'm very... fond of her.
Rudy/Brian: You can't be a killer and a hero. It doesn't work that way!

Dexter: [voiceover] Sometimes I wonder what it would be like for everything inside me that's denied and unknown to be revealed. But I'll never know. I live my life in hiding. My survival depends on it.
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