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 for me.

Slack Tide

I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo. You look…perfect. I am not a killer. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen. I’m doing mental jumping jacks.

Seeing Red

Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment. Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others. I’ve lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted until the dark became my world and I could see. Tell him time is of the essence.

  1. Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment.
  2. Finding a needle in a haystack isn’t hard when every straw is computerized.
  3. I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo.
Hello Bandit

I’m partial to air conditioning. He taught me a code. To survive. I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be. Keep your mind limber.

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