Dexter 8×6
& Debra: Just like old times, huh? You, me, steak, beer.
& Det. Quinn: I mean, you think Miller’s clean? Come on. You dig deep enough on anyone in this department, and you know what you find?
Dexter: What?
Det. Quinn: The shit. It’s there. I mean, we all got it. I know you know what I’m talking about.
Dexter: Yeah, I can’t argue with that. We’ve all got the shit.
Det. Quinn: Yeah. Big difference is, some people get away with theirs, and some people don’t.
& Dr. Vogel: That’s an interesting idea.
Dexter: What do you mean?
Dr. Vogel: What if we were to teach Zach the code?
& Dexter: You never had a Harry.
Zach: A what?
& Debra: He likes me.
Dexter: Oh. That’s a bad thing?
Debra: Well, he likes me ’cause he doesn’t know a fucking thing about me. «Yeah, I killed two people, and tried to kill myself and my brother. But sorry, what kind of wine would you like to order?» I mean, what the fuck?
Dexter: Yeah, I kind of know what you mean.
& Hannah: Hello, Dexter. Remember me?
Ω Un... expectable.
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