Dexter (season 6)

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Dexter (2006–2013) was a television series airing on Showtime, starring Michael C. Hall. Series is about a serial killer with standards who works for the Miami Metro Police Department as a blood-spatter analyst.

Those Kinds of Things [6.01]

Dexter: [Voiceover: There are times in our lives when everything seems to go wrong - when, despite our best efforts, and for no apparent rhyme or reason, tragedy strikes. And there are times when everything goes just perfectly. That's how the last year has been for me.]

Debra: What you said in there, do you really believe that? You really believe in nothing?

Dexter: Yeah, I suppose I believe in a certain set of principles.

Debra: What kind of principles?

Dexter: A set of rules on how to conduct myself in the world, so that I don't get into trouble.

Debra: I'm not the most religious person in the world, I mean - Mom practically had to drag me to church, but seriously?

Dexter: What?

Debra: A set of rules to follow so you don't get into trouble? Sounds like something I might teach a puppy.

Dexter: Is that so bad?

Debra: Just sounds kind of cold and empty.

Dexter: Does it?

Debra: Yeah. I don't know - you can believe whatever you wanna believe. Or not believe whatever you wanna believe. But it's not just about you any more. You're a father. What about Harrison? You have to think about what you want him to believe in.

Dexter: Right.

Dexter: [Voiceover: High school, a small world unto itself, combining all the elements of a federal work camp with those of a third-world poultry farm. It's a miracle I graduated without killing anyone.]

Angel: Did you take Harrison for his preschool interview?

Dexter: Yeah, I did.

Angel: Good, cos Auri really liked it there.

Dexter: She didn't find it scary? The statues, and the... You know.

Angel: The crucifix. That's a very powerful image of the sacrifice that was made for us. All kids have to learn those kind of things.

Dexter: [Voiceover: Those kinds of things.] Sorry, but why? I only ask, because I wasn't brought up with much church experience.

Angel: No, that's OK. These are good questions. It's the catechism.

Dexter: And they need to learn that, because...

Angel: God has put a desire for himself in every person.

Dexter: Look, I know this is a little basic, but how do we even know there is a God? You know, just so I can explain it to Harrison.

Angel: Oh, well... Well, there is a God, because in... In every one of us there is a moral sense of goodness.

Dexter: [Voiceover: OK.]

Angel: But honestly, when you really get down to it, it's all about faith. It's something you feel, not something you can explain. This is very hard to put into words.

Dexter: [Voiceover: Because it makes no sense.] Thanks, Angel, you've really made it all much more clear.

Angel: Sure - always happy to help.

Angel: That was nice of Dexter to let you out early tonight.

Jamie: Yeah, he's such a good boss. He works around my schedule, whatever I need.

Angel: He's a good guy. With all he went through last year, you know, losing his wife... I'm glad he's got you helping him out.

Jamie: Yeah, so sad.

Angel: Well, I think he's putting it all behind him at least.

Jamie: Well, I don't know. Some nights...

Angel: What?

Jamie: It just seems like some nights, the pain, the loneliness, whatever it is he's feeling, gets to be too much and he's just gotta disappear for a while, go out on his boat. I think he's trying to keep it away from Harrison.

Angel: Yeah. He really loves his son. Poor guy needs a hobby or something.

Angel: You're kind of almost naked on top there.

Jamie: You sound just like pop.

Angel: Por favor, don't say that.

Jamie: It's true. He used to follow me when I walked to school to make sure I didn't talk to any boys.

Angel: I just don't want people thinking that you're my girlfriend.

Jamie: Why would they think that?

Angel: Because you just took off your top. You're all sexualized.

Jamie: Oh, my God! You're serious! I know we didn't grow up together, but I'm your sister, Angel.

Angel: I know, I know. [To waitress: She's not my girlfriend.]

Jamie: What?

Angel: I just told her that you're not my girlfriend. She probably thinks you're a prostitute.

Trisha: If it wasn't for you, I'd have never made it through high school. You saved my life.

Dexter: I saved your...how?

Trisha: We had so many classes together, and I'd always sit right behind you. Every test we took, I'd copy all your answers. It's how I got through.

Dexter: Yeah? Why? Why'd you have to?

Joe: Because we were having problems, and the marriage was over, and...

Dexter: And so you killed her?

Joe: Do you know how expensive a divorce is?

Dexter: Really? That's your answer? What would Jesus have done? Seriously now - how do you reconcile your belief in a higher power, in a god, with what you have done?

Joe: What difference does it make?

Dexter: I'm just curious.

Joe: So what, I'm supposed to defend my beliefs to you?

Dexter: If you don't mind.

Joe: Look, I mean, everyone makes mistakes. And they do things that they shouldn't do. And they're only human. But God, see - God forgives us.

Dexter: Really, it's as simple as that? You kill someone and God forgives you for it?

Joe: Yes.

Dexter: So I could kill you know - and God would forgive me?

Joe: Well, no.

Dexter: You just said he would.

Joe: You have to truly repent.

Dexter: Do you truly repent for killing Janet?

Joe: Yes, definitely.

Dexter: Liar.

Debra: What is going on with you? You're acting so weird lately.

Quinn: I'm not acting weird, I...

Debra: You're about to drink the candle.

Dexter: [Voiceover: Life is good. I'm not at all unhappy. I'm quite content to go about my life believing in nothing, with no fear that there might be something more out there. But I also have a son, and I have to think about what he wants and what's best for him, because who knows? Maybe he'll grow up to be someone who wants to think about those kinds of things.]

Once Upon A Time... [6.02]

Dexter: [Voiceover: Rituals are important. Not only for a serial killer, but also for a two-year-old, if you want him to go to bed on time.]

Harrison: Monster story, Daddy.

Dexter: Again? [Voiceover: OK, I may have told him this one before.] Once upon a time there was a little chino, scaring everyone in the hood. Nobody knew what to do... But Daddy did. He would slay that icky monster, hiding what was left of him in a special place that no one would ever find.

Harrison: Daddy's box.

Dexter: You know about Daddy's box?

Debra: Quinn just fucking proposed to me over fucking pancakes. What the fuck is wrong with him?

Dexter: He's Quinn?

Debra: I never wanted to spend the rest of my life with him.

Dexter: So I take it this means it's a "no"?

Quinn: Dexter, you got a minute?

Dexter: Yeah, I need to get to my lab.

Quinn: Has Deb mentioned anything to you, you know, about us?

Dexter: She may have said you proposed.

Quinn: And?

Dexter: The pancakes weren't bad.

Dexter: Brother Sam?

Masuka: One big, bad, ex-con turned minister...runs an auto shop using former inmates. And, as you can see, some of our brothers in blue think it's a sham.

Dexter: [Voiceover: They may be right. That can't be a man of the cloth. That's a killer.]

Dexter: [Voiceover: The good thing about the mind of a two-year-old, it's easily distracted. He won't remember Daddy's box if he has one of his own.]

Dexter: [Voiceover: Wolves come in many forms. Some have big eyes, the better to see you with. Others huff and puff...while others hide in plain sight... I should know, because like it or not, I'm one, too. That's never going to change. And neither is the fact my little lamb is becoming a little boy. Walking, talking, listening... As much as I want Harrison to stay this way forever, from now on, the wolves in his life have to be the stuff of fairy tales. I can no longer allow him to see the real me. Only the version that's make-believe - it's the only way this story gets to have a happy ending.]

Smokey and the Bandit [6.03]

Harry: [To Dexter] I remember when I found that under your bed. I would have rather it had been a stack of Playboys. Most kids in eighth grade were obsessed over their favorite baseball players. You tracked serial killers.

Dexter: [Voiceover: They say old age is like a second childhood. There are primary colors, tricycles and ball-chasing. I barely made it through my first childhood. I guess no one makes it through the second.]

Dexter: Sounds like you're trying to get me to go to church.

Brother Sam: So what? What? You afraid you gonna catch something?

Dexter: [To himself] He's the Tooth Fairy. The man who terrorized the Pacific for 20 years. All he has left is a box of tooth.

Walter: Here's my prescription. Just pick it up for me, will you?

Dexter: Sure.

Walter: Hey, hey, hey! And a six-pack beer from the liquor store and the latest Teen Ass, Nipple Parade and Spanked.

Dexter: Teen Ass, Nipple Parade and Spanked. [Voiceover: Can this really be the man who inspired me to keep a scrapbook?]

Walter: I took teeth. You take blood. You're the same kind of sick fuck, aren't you?

Dexter: At least I'm never gonna end up like you.

Walter: Yeah? When you can't do this any more, what do you have then?

Dexter: More.

Walter: You're kidding yourself, asshole. All I ever cared about was killing, and I can't even do that right any more. That's what you've got to look forward to. This is your future, and it includes adult fucking diapers!

Dexter: You are not my future. I will not spend my final days getting drunk and staring at a box of trophies.

Walter: Keep telling yourself that. Make sure they know who I am. I wish I could see the look on my son's face when he finds out. He won't be able to ignore that!

Dexter: I'd never want my son to find out who I was.

Walter: You said you didn't have a kid.

Dexter: I also said my name was Dan.

A Horse of a Different Color [6.04]

Brother Sam: It's about, surrender to something greater than yourself.

Dexter: I don't get it.

Brother Sam: Man, just look around. You think you can make the sun come up in the morning? You think you can make the tide come in?

Dexter: No, but that's the Earth rotating on its axis, the pull of the moon.

Brother Sam: So you do believe in something greater than yourself.

Debra: Goddamn pantyhose. Has anyone ever died of crotch asphyxiation?

Dexter: You have now crossed the line into inappropriate brother-sister exchanges.

Jamie: Uh Deb is that you on TV?

[Debra on the news: All I care about is catching the [BLEEP] that did this.]

Debra: Oh fuck!! [a mother with kids glares at her] Sorry!

Doctor: Kid's a champ - made it through with flying colors.

Dexter: Thank God. I mean, thank you. Thank you so much, Doctor.

Brother Sam: I'm glad little man is all right.

Dexter: Yeah - me too.

Brother Sam: I know. Thank God.

Dexter: That's just an expression.

Brother Sam: I know - just another marvel of modern science.

Dexter: Yeah, you put your faith in God, I put my faith in science.

Brother Sam: It's cool. We don't have to believe in the same thing, but you got to keep an open mind. You may say I can't prove that God exists, but you can't prove he doesn't.

The Angel of Death [6.05]

Dexter: I'm gonna put him to bed. I'll just be a few minutes.

Brother Sam: All right. Good night, little man.

Dexter: Make yourself at home.

Brother Sam: Thank you.

Dexter: [Voiceover: And now, I guess, Sam and I are gonna hang.]

Jamie: He came in here to give you a good night kiss, not look at pictures of dead bodies.

Debra: Yeah, well, maybe if you gave me a little warning.

Jamie: Isn't there anywhere else you can do this, Deb?

Debra: Right now? No. Nowhere.

Jamie: Really? The lieutenant doesn't get an office?

Debra: I don't like my office. I like to work here. Harrison's got an entire goddamn apartment over there. I've got jack shit.

Gellar: [To Travis] You remember the story about Jonah and the great fish? Jonah tried to run from God. He didn't get too far. Hope you're not trying to run from God, too.

Just Let Go [6.06]

Quinn: Is that really what's bothering you?

Debra: What? What... What the fuck else?

Quinn: Maybe you're jealous.

Debra: Are you kidding? I could give a fuck who you fuck. Just don't fuck with my investigation, you fuck.

Dexter: Sam. I'm here. Don't worry. I know it was Nick who shot you. I'm gonna make sure he pays.

Brother Sam: No. Don't do that.

Dexter: I don't understand.

Brother Sam: I want you to...to give a Nick a message from me.

Dexter: Yes.

Brother Sam: Tell him that I forgive him.

Dexter: What?

Brother Sam: You're the only one that I trust to do it. I didn't tell anybody. The boys from the shop, they wouldn't... They... They're not ready.

Dexter: You're wrong, I can't do this.

Brother Sam: You can.

Dexter: You don't know me.

Brother Sam: Yes, I do. I know about your darkness. But I also see your light.

Dexter: If there's light in me, I don't feel it. I just wanna hurt Nick. You don't know how much I wanna hurt him.

Brother Sam: You need to forgive him.

Dexter: I don't know how.

Brother Sam: Just let it go. Can't live with the hate in your heart. Eat you up inside. We gotta find some peace in life.

Dexter: Nick doesn't deserve it.

Brother Sam: It ain't about him. Dexter, if you don't let that darkness go, it won't let go of you. Let it go. Let it go.

Dexter: That's it. Brother Sam is gone.

Harry: Will you honor his dying wish?

Dexter: Forgive Nick? I want to.

Harry: What did Brother Sam say? Just let it go. Let go of the darkness this one time, and show Nick the light.

Nebraska [6.07]

Dexter: [Voiceover: I've been lost before. After Rita died, after Lumen left...but now I've been found - Brian Moser, my dead brother, it's been a long time since I've seen him.]

Debra: It's Trinity. He's back. He killed again.

Dexter: He... What?

Debra: Two people. Family members, his wife, Sally Mitchell, and his daughter Rebecca. Witpro placed the Mitchells in the middle of Bumfuck, Nebraska, and somehow Trinity managed to track them down.

Brian: Well, not Trinity. You killed Trinity.

Dexter: What about his son, Jonah?

Debra: Trinity came after him, too, but Jonah survived the attack.

Brian: How lucky.

Dexter: Didn't he say what happen?

Debra: According to his statement, Jonah came home from work and saw Trinity push Sally down the stairs and begin to beat her. Jonah fought him off. Trinity ran. And Jonah went upstairs and found Rebecca dead in a tub.

Brian: Or Jonah killed them and is masquerading as the Trinity Killer.

Dexter: And this all happened in Nebraska?

Debra: Some town called Kearney.

Brian: Road trip.

Debra: Brother Sam's death is hard enough on you, I'm sure, and to top it off with this...

Brian: Let's go kill Jonah.

Dexter: I... I'm gonna need some time.

Debra: Whatever you need. Take the day.

Brian: [To Dexter] I know how much you hate it when people get away with murder. Everyone, that is, except for yourself.

Gellar: [To Travis] God's will doesn't stop because you decide to play house with your sister.

Brian: [To Dexter] Wouldn't it have been more fun to kill her than fuck her?

Jonah: After Rita Morgan died, Kyle Butler's face was all over the news as her grieving husband. That's when we realized Kyle Butler was actually Dexter Morgan.

Dexter: No one connected the dots for the FBI.

Jonah: We talked about it, but decided as a family you tried to help us. So we tried to help you.

Jonah: Get the fuck out of my house.

Dexter: Show me where it happened, Jonah. Your father killed your mother here, on this staircase?

Jonah: Police can be here in three minutes.

Dexter: Here is where her body was, and here is where you cleaned up your mother's blood.

Jonah: You're a sick fuck, you know that?

Dexter: Where'd you fight your father off? It was here, right? When you took the weapon from him and hit him - chasing him off?

Jonah: Yeah

Dexter: Swinging at him the whole time.

Jonah: Yeah, I was. Yeah.

Dexter: If that were true, there'd be blood on the wall, and on the ceiling here. But there's no spatter here.

Jonah: Hey, that's because I cleaned it up. Now go!

Dexter: With bleach?

Jonah: Yes.

Dexter: Not on this wall - because there was no blood on this wall, because your father was never here. I know for a fact that Trinity did not kill anyone in this house.

Jonah: Is that because you killed him?

Dexter: Yes - just like you killed your mother and your sister.

Brian: Why do you wake up your victims when they're on your table?

Dexter: I want them to know what they've done.

Brian: Bullshit! You like to watch the light go out of their eyes.

Dexter: [To Brian] How do you dispose of a body when you're miles from the ocean?

Sin of Omission [6.08]

Dexter: [Voiceover: Kids trust everybody. They trust the food you're giving them is safe to eat. They trust you to lead the way. They don't question your motives. Give a kid a mouthful of sugar and trans fat, and he's your friend for life. Grown-ups are a lot harder. My sister gave me a day off, and I took five. She has every right to be angry, but I can't tell her that I was in Nebraska. Or why I was there.]

Debra: Well, look what the fucking cat dragged in.

Dexter: The cat also brought coffee and doughnuts.

Debra: [To Dexter] Everyone thinks I gave you a week off in the middle of this DDK shit-storm, which is only slightly better than them knowing that I didn't give you a week off!

Debra: Why do you have a pen from the Shady Lane Motel at Kearney, Nebraska?

Dexter: Must have picked it up somewhere.

Debra: Yeah, at the Shady Lane Motel in Kearney, Nebraska.

Debra: [To Dexter] I'll fuck Masuka if this isn't our guy.

Get Gellar [6.09]

Ricochet Rabbit [6.10]

Travis: I remember, I came to your office. I brought you the John the Revelator sword.

Gellar: Yeah, you'd stolen it. University blamed me, and they fired me.

Travis: I told you we needed it because we are the two witnesses from Revelation 11.

Gellar: And I told you, you were delusional and needed help.

Travis: I convinced you, I made you see that we are the chosen ones. I proved it to you that you couldn't be hurt.

Gellar: You stabbed me with the sword three years ago.

Travis: And it couldn't pierce your flesh.

Gellar: [To Travis] You killed me, Travis, and then you stuck me in the freezer.

Dexter: I should have never listened to Brother Sam.

Harry: He was right about one thing - if you put your faith in the wrong thing...

Dexter: It can really fuck you up. It was a mistake to put my faith in Travis. From now on, I'm only putting my faith in myself.

Louis: So, the game is about homicide. And I know there's, like, a million video games out there about that. But the secret to this game is, and I haven't even told Jamie this yet, but in my game, you can be the serial killer.

Dexter: What?

Louis: See, you have these character choices. You can be Dahmer, Jack the Ripper, the Bay Harbour Butcher.

Dexter: [Voiceover: I am the Bay Harbour Butcher.]

Talk to the Hand [6.11]

Dexter: [Voiceover: They have one hand tied behind their backs, but I don't. Not when I have Gellar's.]

Dr Ross: From what I do know about you, you feel things very deeply. Like your bond with Dexter. Where do you think that sterns from?

Debra: Maybe because he's the only guy in my life that I haven't dumped, or cheated on or...isn't dead.

Dr Ross: Is it possible that your feelings for Dexter are the reason that you've chosen men in the past who have been either inappropriate or unavailable?

Debra: Because they're what? Not Dexter? That's insane.

Dr Ross: Is it?

Debra: He's my brother.

Dr Ross: Yet you're not biologically related.

Debra: So?

Dr Ross: It would be understandable; given the past traumas the two of you have shared, for you to develop complex feelings for him.

Debra: Why the fuck are we even talking about this?

Dr Ross: You mentioned Dexter. He comes up in these sessions a lot. Aren't you curious as to why that is?

Debra: He's a huge part of my life. That's it. End of story.

Dr Ross: You getting upset?

Debra: Fuck, yes, I'm getting upset, because you're making it sound like I want to...be with him or something.

Dr Ross: Well, do you?

Debra: Look, I love my brother, but I am sure as shit not in love with my brother, if that's what you're getting at. We're done here.

Dexter: [Voiceover: I thought I was headed in the right direction. My dark passenger back behind the wheel - but if I was so sure I knew where I was going, how did I get so lost?]

This is the Way the World Ends [6.12]

Dexter: [Voiceover: I guess it's fitting that I end up where I've left so many others. I only wonder if the world is going to be a better place without me. It's wrong what people say about dying. I'm not flashing back over my life, over the lives I've taken. I'm thinking about the life I'll miss. Harrison. I'll miss watching my son grow up.]

Woman: [To Dexter] Are you OK? You are very lucky. God is looking out for you.

Travis: [To bodies] I can't stay here much longer if you're gonna stink like that.

Dexter: [To Harrison] If some God or some force did save me today... I'm sure it was for you and not for me.

Debra: I love you.

Dexter: I love you, too.

Debra: You do?

Dexter: Of course I do.

Debra: I don't think you've ever said it before.

Quinn: What's the painting of?

Debra: It's the beast being thrown into the lake of fire. It's the last tableau.

Angel: Why do you think he smashed in the face?

Dexter: I can't imagine.

Dexter: [Voiceover: One thing I'm sure I have faith in is the staying power of animal tranquilizers.]

Debra: You were right.

Dr Ross: Debra, we can schedule a time...

Debra: I told him. I fucking told my brother that I love him, and he said "I love you" back. Not, "Me too," or something like that. He actually said "I love you."

Dr Ross: Wow. That's big, isn't it?

Debra: Yeah, I mean, I don't think he understood that I'm in love with him, but still, he said the actual words for the first time.

Dr Ross: So what do you think it means?

Debra: I don't know what the fuck it means. That's why I'm here. Is this just...horribly wrong?

Dr Ross: Does it feel wrong?

Debra: It makes...my whole life...every man I've ever loved, make sense. It's like I've always been looking for someone like Dexter or someone who's the opposite of Dexter as a way to avoid the fact that I'm in love with him. That's just clear to me now, and I want it to be clear to him. I want him to understand.

Dr Ross: OK. You want to tell him what you feel in a way that he can hear you.

Debra: Yes. Is this how it feels to be in control of your emotions?

Dr Ross: But you can't control his. You don't know how he's going to react.

Dexter: This is the way the world ends. Your world, anyway...

Travis: No! No, no! I'm supposed to finish enacting the seven keys.

Dexter: Sorry.

Travis: But I was chosen! I was chosen to bring about the new world.

Dexter: Chosen to kill innocent people?

Travis: No one is innocent.

Dexter: My son is. You tried to kill him.

Travis: God allowed his son to die.

Dexter: How could you believe in that?

Travis: Because I walk the path of the righteous.

Dexter: I've known people who believed in God. They would never use their faith as a convenient excuse to kill 10 people. You used God. It's not the other way around.

Travis: You... You are a shining example of how putrid man has become.

Dexter: I am a father, a son, a serial killer.

Travis: You're going to burn in hell.

Dexter: No, I think I belong right here. Because maybe there is a place for me in this world - just as I am. Light cannot exist without darkness. Each has its purpose. And if there is a purpose to my darkness, maybe it's to bring some...balance to this world. Because, let's face it, the world is going to be a better place without you.

Travis: The world is going to end. And when it does, I will be by God's side.

Dexter: You sure?

Travis: Yes.

Dexter: Good for you.

Travis: You're mocking me.

Dexter: No, I almost envy you. It must be nice to be so certain.

Travis: You're wrong about everything because you don't believe in God, but I have faith. I trust in God's plan.

Dexter: Really? Then it must be God's plan that you're on my table. Do you think it's God's will that I'm about to kill you? God has nothing to do with this! You are wrapped in plastic because I want to kill you.

Travis: This is not how it's supposed to be!

Dexter: Maybe this is exactly how it's supposed to be. Maybe everything is exactly as it should be.