Dexter

Previously on Dexter...

People think it's fun to pretend you're a monster.

Me, I spend my life pretending I'm not.

What made me the way I am left a hollow place inside.

So I've become an expert at blending in,

camouflaging myself.

They make it look so easy,

connecting with another human being.

I love you.

But if I could have feelings at all, I'd have them for Deb.

Why is it we never talk brother-sister stuff?

To be a brother, to have a friend...

I only have one person I can trust any more.

You.

To have a family...

- Rita's pregnant. - That's so great!

If you play a role long enough, really commit,

does it ever become real?

Any time you let someone get close, it ends badly.

I will fuck you back!

Harry was right.

- I've never felt this. - You've never had a son before.

You wanna see him come into the world.

Yes. I've never wanted anything so much in my life.

Sure, I'm still who I was, who I am.

Question is, what do I become?

Camouflage is nature's craftiest trick.

Arthur's terrorised them into maintaining his cover.

They're nothing but human shields.

That's what happens to people who live with a monster.

I'm nothing like him!

My family is nothing like that.

I have to be the one to kill him.

I have a family, too, Arthur.

I thought I could change what I am, keep my family safe.

But it doesn't matter what I do.

I'm what's wrong.

So what's your plan here?

I can't get revenge for Rita's death.

But I can help Lumen avenge what was done to her.

In her eyes, I'm not a monster at all.

I don't feel it any more.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be sorry your darkness is gone.

I'll carry it for you. Always.

She made me think, for the briefest moment,

that I might even have a chance to be human.

But wishes, of course, are for children.

There are times in our lives when everything seems to go wrong.

When, despite our best efforts, and for no apparent rhyme or reason,

tragedy strikes.

911, what's your emergency?

- I've been stabbed. - I understand, sir.

Can you tell me your location?

Please, I need help.

Team 42, we have a possible stabbing in the warehouse district.

Please stand by for approximate address.

And there are other times when everything goes

just perfectly.

That's how the last year has been for me.

Hello, Ben.

Roger.

You know it's wrong what you've been doing.

What's going on?

How do you know our names?

Helping some of your patients live and letting others die.

Making them die

so you could harvest their body parts.

The police arrested the emergency room doctor

who was selling them, and that closed the case.

But I knew they must've had a regular supplier.

So I did my research, and here you are.

- We were just trying to... - No!

You were just trying to help yourselves make some money.

That's all.

I've learned that periods of darkness can overcome us at any time.

But I've also found that I'm able to endure,

overcome,

and in the process, grown stronger,

smarter,

better.

All is well in my little corner of the world.

- Dexter! - Hey, Jamie.

It's not what you're thinking.

Hey, Dex.

It's really not what you're thinking.

Angel kept an eye on Harrison while I took a really quick swim.

Thank you.

This was a great idea.

Buying the apartment next to yours?

Because now you can slip in and out of your place, day or night,

without anyone knowing.

I never really thought about that. We just needed the extra space.

How's my sister working out for you?

Great. Harrison loves her.

And I love him.

- He get to sleep OK? - Oh, yeah. He's sleeping like,

you know, a baby.

Except he's not a baby any more.

He's got his first preschool interview in the morning.

They grow up fast.

- Good luck tomorrow. - Thanks.

- I guess we should be leaving. - Yeah.

Unless you need me to stay.

I'm gonna be up studying all night, so I can do that here just as easily.

No, no. You should go, I'm good.

- OK. - But I will need you

to stay late tomorrow night.

Your high school reunion, already on my calendar.

- Thanks. - Bye.

- But leave the shirt on. - Angel.

Hey, buddy.

Big day for you tomorrow.

We're all moving forward.

At Our Lady of the Gulf,

we like to create enough structure for our children,

so that they feel safe, and enough freedom so that they feel challenged.

- OK. - Attendance in our preschool

guarantees your child admission to our secondary school,

which, as I'm sure you know, is a highly esteemed feeder school

to some of the finest Ivy League universities in the country.

Harvard, here we come.

And, as I'm sure you know, we have a very rigorous admission process.

Not everyone that applies to Our Lady of the Gulf gets in.

Mr Morgan, you were referred to us by...

- Angel Batista. - Sergeant Batista,

at the police station, where we work.

We being the people that protect you in case something bad happens.

Sergeant Batista's daughter went here, and he recommended the school.

I remember Angel. His daughter did very well here.

So you are Catholic as well, Mr Morgan?

Actually, I'm not.

And though it does have a certain appeal,

I'm not sure it's right for everyone.

- So, Protestant? - No.

- Jewish? - No.

- Muslim? - Nope.

Any religious affiliation?

No.

What do you believe in, Mr Morgan?

Nothing. I don't believe in anything.

Harrison really seemed to like it in there. He didn't wanna leave.

I think he just liked the cookies.

And he already made some friends.

You're not really sold on this place, are you?

Not completely.

Is it because of the religious thing?

- Partly. - What you said in there,

do you really believe that? You really believe in nothing?

Yeah, I suppose I believe in a certain set of principles.

What kind of principles?

A set of rules on how to conduct myself in the world,

so that I don't get into trouble.

I'm not the most religious person in the world, I mean,

Mom practically had to drag me to church, but seriously?

- What? - A set of rules to follow,

so you don't get in trouble?

Sounds like something I might teach a puppy.

Is that so bad?

Just sounds kind of cold and empty.

Does it?

Yeah.

I don't know, you can believe whatever you wanna believe.

Or not believe whatever you wanna believe.

But it's not just about you any more.

You're a father. What about Harrison?

You have to think about what you want him to believe.

Right.

Anyway, I'll see you back at the station

for LaGuerta's little costume party.

OK.

To be honest, I've given a lot of thought

to what I don't wanna pass on to Harrison,

namely my dark passenger,

but very little about what I do want to pass on.

Good afternoon to my colleagues

at Miami Metro Homicide, family, friends,

ladies and gentlemen of the press.

Today we join in witnessing the promotion

of one of Miami Metro's finest, Maria LaGuerta.

- The fuck have you been? - I had to run some errands.

- What errands? - When she joined our ranks,

she was appointed to the department 12 years ago in June.

Why do you smell like old lady?

I was at the mall. They sprayed me with cologne.

The mall? The only thing you smell like

when you leave the mall is a corn dog.

It was too early for a corn dog.

Not always an easy task for a uniform.

They're looking awfully lovey-dovey up there.

- You think the two of them are... - Gross, no way.

Matthews and LaGuerta hate each other.

Oh, yeah, just like you and Quinn used to hate each other?

And now you've been living together for...

I'm proud to also consider my amiga cubana.

See what I mean?

They do seem a little too friendly.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Captain LaGuerta.

One more person moving forward.

Thank you, thank you.