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00:51:25
Michael C. Hall, Jennifer Carpenter, David Zayas
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Just because you're the world's greatest batboy
And skyscrapers are the mountaintop of Miami.
The sweet smell of hydrogen sulphide, carbon dioxide,
he's still recreating images from Gellar's sketchbook,
Some guy in an aeroplane saw it
I'm thinking that Travis has already completed tableau number seven.
Get the paramedic up here now.
Run to your saviour
- Yes, ma'am. - First quadrant, clear.
Don't forget, his pageant's tomorrow.
The lamb has only an omega on its forehead, no alpha.
and methane all liquefying into a frothy treat.
Let me see those paw, let me see those paw.
He'd be standing atop a shining pillar of light.
I like Homicide. I'm in it for the long haul.
not just the sheep and the zebra, but the lions, too.
the slaughter of a lamb.
But as sergeant, I can't risk myself
I need you to do a final forensic sweep so we can clear it.
All right, now we got an ark to get on.
It's why I'm making you Homicide's new lieutenant.
You're not an alcoholic, you're just a fuck-up.
This is Gellar's last sketch.
Travis redid that same sketch yesterday,
The abandon church
at the University of Tallahassee. She slaughter a lamb.
Why do you think he smash in the face?
Gellar disappear three years ago after he got fired.
We remind you to not look directly at the sun.
- I thought we settle that. - We did.
You must be exhaust.
You've been screw up for the last few months.
I cannot believe you fell off your boat and swam to shore.
No, I think I belong right here.
I suppose it was God who told you to kill all those innocent people.
I got a report that your boat had wash ashore.
He could just be kick back with a beer, waiting for the eclipse.
It's the beast being throw into the lake of fire.
I promise him.
Better you be blind than face the horrors that await you.
We decide I have a problem with alcohol,
and as long as I seek help and admit it,
I lost my keys, wallet, cell phone.
What do you think happen here?
I guess it's fitting that I end up where I've left so many others.
"It's finish."
I got a report that your boat had washed ashore.
there's no way I could stay on permanently?
Afterwards, then.
He could just be hiding out somewhere.
And if he fucking disappears, this case could stay open forever.
I've almost lost you twice.
A dark day indeed.
Previously on Dexter...
This is exactly why I'm doing this.
call for backup immediately.
She needed a moment alone.
Perhaps.
and sometimes I have to be.
God fucking damn it!
Despite what Travis said, maybe it's not quite finished.
I've almost lost you twice.
- He actually said, "I love you." - Wow.
There's something inside.
We'll be there soon.
Gellar. He's been dead all along.
More on the ball games later. And now, in other news...
You know, my last day is coming up fast.
or anyone else here in Homicide any more.
of how putrid man has become.
The time is nigh and the end is near
Until the beast is dead, a sacrifice is meaningless.
He is highly unpredictable and very dangerous.
Blunt instrument. Most likely that frying pan.
I need you to do a final forensic sweep so we can clear it.
Yeah. Mostly, I feel dumb.
I suppose it was God who told you to kill all those innocent people.
You're looking at me weird.
Louis, Miami Metro Homicide is an elite crew, OK?
Fucking big-ass, tall-as-shit skyscrapers.
How's the world going to end if the beast is still alive?
Who knows what he'll do next? He's capable of anything.
He is highly unpredictable and very dangerous.
The solar eclipse is due at 3:28 tomorrow afternoon.
just to keep your dick wet.
Despite what Travis said, maybe it's not quite finished.
a serial killer.
The sweet smell of hydrogen sulphide, carbon dioxide,
You are wrapped in plastic
Fuckballs, you're serious.
Why can't you put this much effort into actual police work?
It's about fucking time.