Gabriel: I've been boxing since I was ten.
Deb: Tough neighborhood?
Gabriel: Tough family. And those are just my sisters.

Dexter: See you've been benched.
Deb: LaGuerta's just jealous the Ice Truck Killer fucked me instead of her.
Dexter: Wow, you're chipper.

Masuka: Hey Morgan. You wanna see something swell? Come a little closer.
Deb: And the token has spoken. Good to see you too, Vince.

My psycho-killer fiancé? Please, I've had worse. At least he paid for my meals.

Deb: (about Rudy) He sent me this text message.
Dexter: (reading text message) "Cum sail away with me"? He misspelled come.

Sergeant Doakes: That him?
Debra Morgan: Yeah, how do you know?
Sergeant Doakes: Cause you have that stupid ass grin on your face again.

The trifecta, weapon, ammo, and impaired judgment. Throw in a little domestic violence, and you have the perfect recipe for a family slaughter.

Dexter Morgan

Dexter Morgan: Oh, hi.
Debra Morgan: Hi.
Dexter Morgan: Oh, Masuka was looking for you. Something about drinks at the Bel Canto.
Debra Morgan: Yeah, I told him I had a yeast infection.
Dexter Morgan: A bit of an overshare.

Debra Morgan: Dexter, heads up. Bad in there.
Dexter Morgan: Ok.
Debra Morgan: I'm serious!
Dexter Morgan: Ok.
Sergeant Doakes: She's not kidding. It's your wet dream in there.
Dexter Morgan: Okay...

Sergeant James Doakes: Morgan, what took you so long?
Vince Masuka: Playing "hide the salami" with Mr. Prosthetics?
Debra Morgan: I don't fuck and tell.
Vince Masuka: Since when?
Debra Morgan: Can we go inside? I'm kind of wet.
Vince Masuka: [going to say something witty]
Debra Morgan: Don't!

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

Sergeant James Doakes: You've been asking who's been calling. My mom lives here.
Debra Morgan: Did you forget your laundry?
Sergeant James Doakes: She's been on me to stop by for dinner. So I'm stoppin' by. And here's the plan. We go in. We eat. We out before the cheesecake. You got it?
Debra Morgan: I'm, what, your exit strategy?
Sergeant James Doakes: Look, you can stay out here if you want. That gives me a better excuse to leave earlier can come in and have some free food. It's your call.
Sergeant James Doakes: Shit! My sisters are here, too.
Debra Morgan: Fucking family reunion!

Dexter Quotes

Deb: (excitedly) A baby? a motherfucking rolly-poly, chubby cheeked shit machine? Are you kidding me?
Dexter: I've never heard it described in quite those words before, but yeah.

Tonight's the night. And it's going to happen again, and again. It has to happen. Nice night.

Dexter Morgan