Rita: (referring to the Bay Harbor Butcher) You know, I hope they catch him today, and I'm not a violent person, but I hope they hurt him. (turns to kiss Dexter) Have a good day.
Dexter: (voice over) Make up your mind.

Rita: (about her mother) You'll like her, Dexter. She's great. She's a very strong woman.
Dexter: I'll keep that in mind in case I have any heavy lifting to do.

Lila: If we get caught, you can flash your badge.
Dexter: I don't have a badge, I have a laminate.

LaGuerta: You have backup?
Doakes: Oh yeah, all kinds of backup. Helicopters and shit.

(voice over) Anything I can do to overburden Masuka is to my advantage. Trust me, I'm not above sending pizza and hookers to his house in the middle of the night.

I just know there's something dark in me. I hide it. I certainly don't talk about it. But it's there. Always. This dark passenger. And when he's driving, I feel...alive. Half sick with the thrill, complete wrongness. I don't fight him. I don't want to. He's all I've got. Nothing else could love me, not even, especially not me. Or is that just the lie the dark passenger tells me? Because lately, there are these moments when I feel...connected to something else, someone. And it's like the mask is slipping...and things...people...who never mattered before, are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me.

Angel: You know, Pasquale is just caught in a cycle of reaction. She's not co-creating her own reality.
Dexter: You know those words don't actually mean anything, right?

Masuka: Say it.
Dexter: (sighs) You're my daddy?
Masuka: Sounds weird when you say it.

(to Dexter) I need your help, buddy. The pressure's fucking redonkulous.


Dexter: So you're single?
Brunette: (hesitates) Yeah...
Dexter: Makes it tougher to afford those big-ticket items, like cars and... houses. You rent an apartment?
Brunette: A house. You know, I hate sharing walls. You can hear everything.
Dexter: Tell me about it. No pets though, right?
Brunette: Is this a come-on? Because it's a little weird.
Dexter: Must be why I'm still single. (leaves abruptly)

Lundy: First report from the field had these parts as coming from one body.
Dexter: (voice over) Actually it's two.
Lundy: Actually it's two.

Mack: So gators giving you trouble, Dex?
Dexter: They, uh, ate my puppy.

Dexter Season 2 Quotes

(voice over) Some gangs earn teardrops of blood by killing. I understand, we all need our keepsakes. One man's tattoos are another man's blood slides.


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