November 8, 2009 | 0 Comments
Dexter: We all have secrets, Deb. Some of them shouldn’t be found out.
Dexter: We all have secrets, Deb. Some of them shouldn’t be found out.
Dexter: Early mornings with Trinity can be killer.
Dexter: Two serial killers go for a ride. Why do I get the feeling this joke ends with only one of them coming back?
Quinn: You put two people in a room together long enough, eventually they’re gonna fuck.
Dexter: Even I’m disturbed by this.
Deb: Take a bullet and suddenly you’re everyone’s best friend.
Dexter: Dear Abby, I’m a serial killer and I need advice on how to keep my kids from taking over my life.
Angel: Let’s get a search team here. Maybe it can find some more body parts. Dexter: A head would be nice!
Deb: I don’t wanna step on my dick.
Trinity: This is my home. I can be myself here. Dexter: You make it sound so easy.