October 25, 2010 | 0 Comments
Dexter [on Harrison]: I want to believe that smile, that watching your mother die hasn’t changed you the way that watching mine changed me.
Dexter [on Harrison]: I want to believe that smile, that watching your mother die hasn’t changed you the way that watching mine changed me.
Dexter: If I can get the crotchety, judgmental babysitter from Ireland to trust me, why not you?
Dexter: Ten months old and you’ve had your first cigarette. Sorry about that.
Dexter: The babysitter doesn’t trust me because of the lies; Lumen doesn’t trust me because of the truth, there must be a name for that….
Masuka: He’s got daddy’s eyes. Batista:… and your penis size.
Harry: What’s your plan here? Nurse her back to health so she can go to the police? If she gives the cops enough to track you down then…
Dexter: No church bells. No Hallelujah chorus. Nothing feels different. If anything, I’m emptier.
Fowler: Who are you? Dexter: Just a fellow traveler who also likes to pick up dead animals.
Masuka : Damn. Don’t people just shoot each other any more?
Masuka: This man is a knight in shining armor. You should be polishing his lance. I meant that metaphorically – not how it sounded.