- [last lines]
- Dexter Morgan: [narrating] Everyone wants an Argentina, a place where the slate is wiped clean. But the truth is Argentina, is just Argentina. No matter where we go we take ourselves and our damage, with us. So is home the place we run to, or is it the place we run from? Only to hide out in places where we're accepted, unconditionally, places that feel more like home to us. Because we can finally be who we are...
- Isaak Sirko: Love can be inconvenient, perhaps inappropriate. It can be dangerous. Make us do things we wouldn't dream of doing. But wrong? That just depends on where we end up, doesn't it?
- Isaak Sirko: We are outsiders, you and I. On the periphery. Watching everybody else. Pretending we're just like them, but knowing we're not. Best we can hope for is to find a place where we don't have to pretend.
- Dexter Morgan: I don't understand much about love.
- Isaak Sirko: Well, that's because you're a scientist. Love defies reason.
- Dexter Morgan: Nothing defies reason.
- Dexter Morgan: [narrating] Even though everything I just said is true, it doesn't make me any less of a liar.
- Hannah McKay: I know that we decided to never see each other again. So I just want you to know that if last night was a one-night thing for you, then I'm okay with that.
- Dexter Morgan: Okay.
- Hannah McKay: But if you want to never see each other again tomorrow night, then I'm okay with that too.
- Dexter Morgan: Okay.
- Hannah McKay: You're very agreeable.
- Dexter Morgan: Yep.
- [first lines]
- Dexter Morgan: [narrating] Was Deb's call just a bad dream? Or does she really want me to kill Hannah?
- Dexter Morgan: Aster, I know how certain vices can be used to relieve stress but sometimes those vices can cause more problems than the original stress.
- Dexter Morgan: I'm not gonna stop seeing Hannah just because she's a murderer, and my sister wants to kill her.
- Harry Morgan: Do you hear how that sounds?
- Lt. Debra Morgan: I know you don't feel the same; I don't know if I even feel the same. It's one thing to be in love with your brother, its a whole other level to be in love with your brother who's a goddamn, fucking serial killer.