Dexter 3×12
& Astor: So, when you and mom get married, what should we call you?
Dexter: Um, I think Mr. Handsome would be a good name.
& Dexter: You don’t always have to destroy a wounded animal. Sometimes you just remove the thorn.
& Harry: Remember what I taught you?
Dexter: How could I forget? Mom’s funeral... The rabbit hops over the log.
Harry: Your mother would be so proud. Both of them.
Dexter: The rabbit crawls under the log. The rabbit runs around the log.
Harry: One more time, because he’s trying to outsmart the fox.
Dexter: The rabbit... dives through his rabbit hole.
Harry: Safe and sound.
Dexter: Safe and sound.
& Dexter: Tomorrow is my wedding day. Some men would be excited. Others panicky. Me? I feel... calm.
& LaGuerta: Congratulations, Detective Morgan.
Debra: What?!
LaGuerta: You’re one of the smartest, hardest-working, most annoying pain-in-the-ass cops in my department, and you’ve earned this.
& Dexter: Such a familiar situation. Such an unfamiliar perspective...
& Dexter: This is my fault for not trusting you. Instead I trusted Miguel fucking Prado.
Harry: You did the best you could. I need you to understand something, Dexter... So did I. The very best I could.
& Debra: You’re like Valium.
Anton: And you’re like Red Bull.
& Dexter: She wants to hold on to her secret and I’m going to respect that. It seems only fair, given the secrets I keep from her. We all have secrets. In that way, I’m just like everyone else. Sorta.
& Debra: Ugh. Me in a dress. I feel like a transvestite.
& Dexter: I promise... to be the very best husband and father that I can be. A completely, utterly honest vow.
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