I like seafood. Keep your mind limber. You’re a killer. I catch killers. You’re a killer. I catch killers. I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me. He taught me a code. To survive.
After all, you are a client. Like a sloth. I can do that. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen. Only you could make those words cute. 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.
Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be. I am not a killer. Watching ice melt. This is fun. Like a sloth. I can do that. I have a dark side, too. Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment.
Tell him time is of the essence. I’m thinking two circus clowns dancing. You? 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. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister. I will not kill my sister.
Only you could make those words cute. Hello, Dexter Morgan. Keep your mind limber. This man is a knight in shining armor.
I’m partial to air conditioning. Watching ice melt. This is fun. I’m going to tell you something that I’ve never told anyone before. I’m Dexter, and I’m not sure what I am. God created pudding, and then he rested. Hello, Dexter Morgan.
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