You kill me ... what do you leave behind?
A world without you.
S2 E2Waiting to Exhale
[Dexter holds a knife above Little Chino]
Look at that – steady as a surgeon.
Are you an addict?
Yes. I have an addiction.
I saw some buildings with "for rent" signs. I'm gonna check 'em out. Then, Chez Dexter can return to its original, museum-like quality state.
Deb, you don't need to do this.
Yes, I do.
You don't need to do this now.
Well, what about the video tours of eligible apartments?
Temporary insanity.
You sure?
No. Get out.
S2 E3An Inconvenient Lie
AAddict
I don't need them for the pain anymore. I just ... need them.
[thoughts] And I need duct tape. Three or four rolls. Running low on heavy duty trash bags. When's the last time I sharpened my knives?
No self control, lost everything, trying to stop; same whiny story over and over for ...
[Dexter checks his watch.]
Ten minutes? Feels like ten hours.
AAddict
I'd kill for a Vicodin.
[thoughts] Lightweight.
Hold the elevator!
[Dexter gets his arm into the elevator doors as they close. The elevator opens and he enters. Doakes is in there]
Thanks.
Nice dodge last night, flooring it through that yellow light.
Oh. Were you behind me?
See you tonight.
The boss's watermelons look bigger on TV.
The operative word is "boss" – show some respect.
I thought I was.
I go to stalk a killer, and I end up with a new car. How'd that happen?
New car?
Yeah.
You get married?
Not that I know of.
Who's your daddy?
... Uh, Harry Morgan?
Say it.
... You're my daddy?
Sounds weird when you say it.
So tell me. Exactly how full of shit are you?
I'm not full of anything.
It was a nice performance in there. Where did you download it from? Addict.com?
I have no reason to lie.
Sure you do. We all do.
You thought I was lying?
I dunno, Bob.
Well, it is anonymous.
Everyone in that room has heard, or lived, far worse than anything you've ever done.
I doubt it.
Oh! So you're Super Junkie.
I don't mean to imply that what you've been through hasn't been difficult.
But there's no way that I could know what you've experienced, right? I couldn't possibly feel that need. Like a thousand hiding voices whispering "this is who you are". And you fight the pressure. The growing need rising like a wave. Prickling and teasing and prodding to be fed. But the whispering gets louder, until they're screaming "now!" And it's the only voice you hear. The only voice you want to hear. And you belong to it. To this ... shadow self. To this ...
Dark Passenger.
Yes. The Dark Passenger.
Two women are dead, the killer is selling mini-vans, and I have an opportunity to prove it. Even if I am laying low. Having a victim prepped and ready will take the edge off the weight. I hope.
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