Lost Boys

I’m really more an apartment person. Hello, Dexter Morgan. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen.

Let’s Give the Boy a Hand

I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals. Watching ice melt. This is fun. Like a sloth. I can do that. Somehow, I doubt that. You have a good heart, Dexter. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do… Read more »