Dexter

Rita: I know I've been taking slow with us, but it's not because I don't have feelings for you. It's more like I have too many feelings. I just want to make sure that I get it right.

Angel: If I lose my job over this, well...I won't have a pay grade. Deb: That is not gonna happen, everyone at the station knows you're innocent. Angel: How am I gonna prove it? I can't explain the Roofies, the rough sex. Masuka: There was rough sex? Angel: It was her idea; now it's my word against hers. I'm screwed. Deb: Angel, you have got to fight back. Masuka: Dude, Morgan's right. You gonna man up; get tough! Love's a battlefield. Deb: Or in your case a restraining order.

Dexter: (voice over) For such a neat monster I'm making an awfully big mess.

Dexter: (voice over) For so long my boat has been a tool of my dark trade, a graveyard transport. I'd almost forgotten it can double as a pleasure craft.

Deb: How do I find out Lila's real name? Lundy: I think you know the answer to that. Deb: Cut off her head, look for a label. Lundy: There's probably an easier way.

Deb: What is this shit, Masuka? Masuka: Hey, tequila's all the same. Deb: Not when it's made from pumpkins.

(on the phone) Dexter: I'm not the best brother, am I? Deb: Dexter, are you smoking something? Dexter: No. I've always been curious to try. Do you have any? Weed? Deb: Okay, now I'm really worried.

Dexter: I've really enjoyed our conversations, James. I lie to everyone I know, except my victims, right before I kill them. It's hard to establish much of a rapport there.

Dexter: (about turning himself in) Prison. I could finally get some sleep.

Dexter: You told me, take responsibility for what I am. You were right. Harry killed the wrong person. Doakes: Morgan, you're not thinking about... Dexter: Kill myself? No, that's pathetic.

Angel: I heard that Doakes walked off in the middle of Lundy's questioning, and uh, Lundy didn't stop him. (Deb glares at him) I might've heard that wrong.

Dexter: Angel, if I got to choose a person, a real person, to be like, out of anyone, it'd be you. Angel: Not really sure what that means, but thanks Dex.

Dexter: (to Lila) This is how you win me back? Framing a good man to get what you want? (voice over) Which is precisely what I'm doing to Doakes.

Doakes: There's that anger again. You gotta let that out, man. Dexter: Careful Sergeant, you might get your wish.

Doakes: You want to talk about it? Dexter: About what? That my life is one tragic mistake? Doakes: We've all felt that at one time or another. I know I have. Dexter: Did you happen to be stuffing a human leg into a garbage bag at that point?

Dexter: (voice over) I always thought hardening arteries squeezed the life out of my father, but it was me. Harry gazed into the eyes of his creation and saw evil, pure and simple. My evil. It killed him.