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00:51:14
Michael C. Hall, Jennifer Carpenter, David Zayas
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Jesus, grab a drumstick to go.
needs a spatter interpretation on a bar fight
- Look sad, retard. - All right, all right. Just...
- Really? - They ate corn and eel,
something for the centerpiece.
I make the best pecan pie in the state of Florida.
(Sighs) But I need booze.
- Sarge...any news on any other cases? - We'll find the fucker who shot you.
The bathtub women, they're always young and single. A first girlfriend maybe.
We got hits on three open rape cases and one open burglary case,
Migrant worker? Some kind of salesman.
When do you want to put in the broccoli-cheese casserole?
You should just wear a red cross on your forehead.
When do you want to put in the broccoli-cheese casserole?
If I find out this is bullshit, there will be severe, career-ending consequences.
He could be a cafeteria worker, a bus driver, a teacher, a principaI.
Touchdown! What a play!
- Ouch. - Can I see your scar, Aunt Deb?
No. Peas are better.
Well, I could be your thigh man. (Chuckles)
Dad, I don't know what happened. The car was parked in Luke's driveway all night.
Chocolate lava cakes. My specialty.
Kyle, you up for a little pre-game football toss?
- I whack it on the coffee table. - My son, the klutz.
(Sighs) That's why God invent car insurance, right?
Either I get a lead that bleed
Just, please, I'm beg you... don't tell him.
Maybe Trinity knows. I'll ask him when I haul his ass in here.
Then the pilgrims slaughter them all, took their food,
You should try keeping them entertain for three months in the summer.
A river of chocolate love that melt in your mouth.
Carl Haas's wife gets mug. Boom. She's dead.
Which is why I haven't torn it apart.
- Really mess him up. - Well, that makes two of us.
- I never argue. - Still, it looked like a bad one.
- This is where I belong. - I thought Batista was lead.
He's destroy everyone in that family.
We've got maybe 72 hours till we're shut down for good.
If you're not gonna play baseball anymore, I suppose you aren't gonna need this.
Well, me. He invite me over.
I think he got too close and I think it got him killed and me shot.
She saw how he was lying on his side, how he fell in front of me,
You never know when you wake up in the morning
- How about a baseball? - No. We throw the baseball in spring.
I promise the victim's husband I'd find the man who killed his wife.
which the Native Americans taught them to plant and fish.
Obviously, I won't be needing it.
That too would be tradition, but apparently Jonah has forgotten.
Which is why I haven't torn it apart.
Normally, Jonah supplies the football.
Cut you into exactly the right size pieces.
I don't want to spend it alone.
Particularly when they're all still in Cuba.
- Whoa, Arthur... - Kyle, perhaps it's time for you to go.
Sometimes.
Finally lived up to that promise.
Look, I wish it was otherwise, but you'll be home soon, right?
So maybe instead of this one,
You're here late.
It's almost one. You want me to set the table?
Actually, I was gonna try to get some...
(Cody) Put it up higher, Mom. (Rita) No, I want it lower.
Go inside.
Look, I wish it was otherwise, but you'll be home soon, right?
Deb won't be anywhere near as easy.
- How can none of these be big enough? - Well, maybe if we, um...
- Rita, hi. - Hey. How far away are you?
Masuka and I put it together form the bullet's trajectory.
What else will he do to Jonah if l leave?
He's been in a persistent vegetative state for several years.
How can you teII a Ioving wife from a frightened one?
You should go tell the husband. Give him something to be thankful for.
(Dexter) OK, guys, now look real sad, I mean, really miserable.
Migrant worker? Some kind of salesman.
How unfortunate.
Deb, can you watch the kids? Harrison's asleep.
I'm completely useless in the kitchen.
- She's nothing if not persistent. - Hey, babe. What are you doing here?
- You must think I'm... - Totally charming.
You were thinking, "My fabulous neighbor has not one, but two ovens."
Arthur seems to be in a decent mood. Maybe I'II be abIe to sIip out early.
Avoiding Christine. She can be a little intense.
You sound surprised.
- Mm. - Plus I'll be making triple overtime.
(Dexter) OK, guys, now look real sad, I mean, really miserable.
I know it's really tough for reporters right now.
Oh, it's just a casual Thanksgiving with your girlfriend.
Judging from the spray, we're looking at somebody tall. Over six feet.
You don't know what he's capable of.
and for my son, who I am so proud of.
If I find out this is bullshit, there will be severe, career-ending consequences.
No, no. Smooth circular motions, son.