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Michael C. Hall, Jennifer Carpenter, David Zayas
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Showdown between the cruller and the fritters?
Showdown between the crullers and the fritter?
But I'm sure your trusty blood spatter analyst could figure it out.
Has to be some vestige of civility left even in this corner of the world.
These scuff marks indicate a struggle.
...on the tox screen on Sal Price.
Seems I have an alibi. I hope they're trustworthy.
...with one swipe of a very sharp knife.
A moat. Keep the bad guys out.
If he's got macaroni and cheese, we'll be fine.
He has this personal vendetta against me.
But you must explain to me your aversion to guns sometime.
One cubic yard of cocoa mulch, 25 pounds of--
Hey, I heard about your donut shop.
I borrowed a oar from a friend so Isaak wouldn't recognise me.
...to keep the rumour from circulating.
You know what? I think you need a little bit more sunscreen, Harrison.
We're outsider, you and I.
...I'm Hannah McKay, the spree killer's girlfriend.
I will have to thank you for slitting that assassin's throat.
Dexter, you did not tell me that bedtime is, like, this two-hour process.
- The kids are coming. - Kids as in plural?
...it doesn't make me any less of a liar.
...who was waken in the middle of the night...
She passed out when they dissect the fetal pig.
I stab her until the screaming stopped.
...you toss in the ocean a few weeks back.
I don't do it a lot, I swear. Just when I get really stressed out.
You owe me.
...and an attractive secretary who occasionally pretend we're an item...
...and disappear all the files on Hannah.
I borrow a oar from a friend so Isaak wouldn't recognise me.
We just made a quick pit stop. I warn Cody about the Big Gulp.
The good news is I've already vet her for you.
Sal Price was writing a book on you. You didn't like it, so you poison him.
It remind me of Mom.
I mean, don't get me wrong. If anyone deserve what you do, she does.
- You wanna get arrest? - God, what is wrong with you?
I'll leave his body here and let the police blame it on the Colombians.
You admit to him on tape that you killed with Wayne.
It's like there's no place I actually belong.
We take out one more of theirs, they shut this place down for good.
So, what the fuck am I suppose to do?
So how's school? Is math still kick your ass?
You could hardly live with yourself when you lie to Batista for me.
You don't even know Price was murder.
...but I accidentally left my greenhouse keys in the van.
...I'd estimate the time of death as sometime yesterday afternoon.
And that reading those Dr. Seuss books out loud is really fucking hard.
...but somehow I do, so I'm sorry.
...and an attractive secretary who occasionally pretends we're an item...
I mean, aside from the obvious social stigma...
Besides, it'll give you a decent excuse to come by and not see me again.
So why do I want so badly to be somewhere else?
...but obviously I can't count on that.
Apparently that's all Harrison's willingly consumed...
Eventually, sure.
ME ran it twice. Negative both times.
Previously on Dexter:
- Give her a massive sugar rush? - I don't exactly have a plan yet.
Then perhaps I need some sort of police escort.
I sometimes lose track of time, but your calendar goes beyond that.
...with anything that I can fucking use, but I've got nothing.
Yeah, finally.
I'm the building super. I came to fix the faucet.
So you may think you're safer because he's dead, but actually it's worse.
I'm kind of tired of talking.
...so I should probably get to work soon.
No, I will not do that, but I will stop by for a drink later.
...Viktor was impulsive, foolhardy even.
Love can be inconvenient, perhaps inappropriate.
And then the killer cut his carotid artery...
Can we not get through dinner without you doing something disgusting?
What a frightening thought.
Ironic, isn't it?
I guess it was foolish to think Deb would simply walk away from this.
She passed out when they dissected the fetal pig.
Kids are all asleep in your room.
She's not in love with me. That's insane.
It's kind of Ukrainian mafia.
Fortunately, you've managed to catch me in between gentleman callers.
Me, I was just some dumb farm girl...
One cubic yard of cocoa mulch, 25 pounds of--
Love can be inconvenient, perhaps inappropriate.
My wife was innocent.
Besides, it'll give you a decent excuse to come by and not see me again.
I'm so curious.
How in the hell does the most crucial piece of evidence...
Well, I think you'd be surprised at the things that you don't know about me.
I'll look like a friend walking his drunk buddy to his car.
I know it's weird and it's gross and it's fucked up, but...
What a pleasant surprise.