[Arthur Mitchell wakes up in Dexter's kill room, seemingly shocked by his surroundings]
Guess you were picturing a different scenario.
I was following my path.
So was I.
God led you to me.
Hardly.
[Dexter cuts Arthur's cheek and creates a blood slide trophy; Arthur groans in pain]
Is this who you are?
Ta-da!
Look at you! I never took pride in what I did!
No, you were a very special kind of monster. You destroyed your own family.
I gave them everything!
No, you took everything; their future, their diginity, their hope... Christine even killed herself...
No!
...because of you.
She was weak!
I can't believe there was a time when I actually thought I could learn something from you.
You think you're better than I am?
No. But I want to be.
You can't control the demon inside of you any more than I could control mine.
Did you ever actually try?
Oh, God yes. I prayed to be changed, to be made different.
That's not trying, that's waiting to be stopped.
It worked, didn't it?
[They both look around at the kill room]
Case in point.
So what's the alternative, Arthur? Leave? Disappear? Fake my own death and start over again?
No. You'll still be you.
I have a family too, Arthur. And I'm good for them.
[Laughs] You're like a child.
A child with a big knife.
You dream of a heaven you'll never see.
I don't believe in heaven.
Oh, but you do! This isn't your doing. This is God's plan. I accept that now. You have to do the same.
I accept nothing. Nothing is inevitable.
It's already over.
[Dexter looks confused and somewhat taken aback]
It's already over. [Looks at the toy train set in the room] Could you...?
[Dexter turns on the train set and record player]
Thank you. [singing] "I'll give her all the love I have to give, as long as we both shall live..."
[Dexter puts on his headgear and picks up a framing hammer, which he holds over Arthur]
Now it's over.
[He flips the hammer so the sharp points are now facing down, then swings it towards Arthur.]
