We're outsiders, you and I. On the periphery. Watching everybody else. Pretending we're just like them, but knowing we're not. Best we can hope for is to find a place where we don't have to pretend. It's a shame, really. Under different circumstances, I think you and I might have been great friends.
Dexter
[Voiceover: Everyone wants an Argentina - a place where the slate is wiped clean. But the truth is Argentina is just Argentina. No matter where we go, we take ourselves, and our damage, with us. So is home the place we run to, or is it the place we run from? Onlt to hide out in places where we're accepted unconditionally, places that feel more like home to us - because we can finally be who we are.]
Oh, right. You've known him for what? 24 hours, and you think you understand him?
Dexter
Well, I have a sense for this sort of thing.
Oh, yeah - you and your dark...whatever, part of you.
Dexter
That you don't think exists?
[ Debra walks in on Dexter preparing to kill LaGuerta]
Dexter
You shouldn't be here.
Why...shouldn't I be here? What are you doing?
Dexter
What needs to be done.
Dexter
You need to leave. I need to finish this.
Dexter
I can. And I will.
No! Fuck, Jesus, Dexter you can't do this!
Dexter
It's the only solution. The only way to end this.
[getting hysterical] No, no, no I can't let you go through with this!!
[waking up] Shoot him Deb. You have to end this. Shoot him.
[Dexter picks up one of his knives]
[aiming her gun at him] Stop!
[Deb doesn't move or say anything]
Do it!! Shoot him!! This is not who you are. You're a good cop. You're a good person. You're not like him.
[Deb starts to cry]
Dexter
It's true. Everything she said. You're a good person. It's okay...
[Dexter drops the knife and puts his hands up]
Dexter
Do what you gotta do.
[Deb pulls the trigger and shoots LaGuerta, killing her. She instantly breaks down and runs to her body]
[Sobbing hysterically] OH MY GOD!! OH MY GOD!!!
[Batista, Quinn, Dexter and Masuka are examining a fallen near a river]
Dexter
Robert Bailey, killed by a single gunshot wound to the chest, right above the heart.
Judging from the stippling on the wound, it looks like the muzzle of the gun was in contact with the victim's chest when fired.
Dexter
No, the victim was killed elsewhere and dumped here. [Dexter lifts the victim's head. A part of the head falls. He raises the part to reveal a piece of the brain] Parietal and occipital bone sliced through. Back of the cranium removed.
Dexter
And looks like a piece of it has been scooped out, like with a melon baller.
DMDet. Miller
We have a gun.
So someone shoots this guy, cuts his head open, and messes with his brain. He takes the body and the weapon and brings them all the way out here. Why?
Dexter
People are crazy.
You were only doing what you thought was right. We had no idea that-
Dexter
You should have no idea. You've never done this before. Me, it's what I do. The one thing I've always been good at. Vetting, stalking, and killing people. I can't even do that anymore.
What you're feeling now, it's not because of the killer.
Dexter
I've destroyed Deb. She's gone. You were wrong about me. I'm a mistake.
You're exactly what you need to be Dexter. [gently embraces him] You're perfect.
Dexter
[gasps]
Dexter
I can't believe she actually confessed. I thought I got her to see that she's a good person.
This could have been the only way she could relieve herself of the guilt.
Dexter
Need you to help get her out of this. Give your expert opinion that she's having a breakdown.
Are you sure? This could be the best thing for her.
Dexter
Spending the rest of her life in prison? That's the last thing Deb needs.
Or the last thing you need. If Debra goes away, odds are, you'll join her. Admit it, Dexter. You're mostly worried about yourself.
Dexter
That's not true. I told you, I love her.
Not the same way she loves you. When Debra killed LaGuerta, it was real, selfless love. She sacrificed everything she believed in for you. Can you see that?