Dexter’s Smartest Moments 🧠

- We live in a world of wills. Wills and wonders. That's what I'm trying to teach my children. And they are my children too, something she seems to forget. Okay, so I made some mistakes, but I learned from it, right? Hey, I'm sober. Look. (hand smacks) No needle marks. I got the fucking Alaskan pipeline running through these veins, and all because of those two little glow sticks of love in the next room. (tense music) My heart beats for those two kids, so if you or that skinny bitch try to screw with what's mine, I swear to God, I don't care who I have to hurt. (pan smacks) (body thumps) (can clatters) - [Dexter] Harry's first rule was don't get emotionally involved. I think this is why. - [Speaker] Astor, go brush your teeth. - [Dexter] Someone once said it's easier dealing with other people's problems than your own. They were wrong. (trunk thumps) (playful music) - Paul? Dexter? Where were you? - Taking out the trash. - Did you see Paul? - Uh, when I was in the side yard, I heard the front door open. - Hey, my dad's car is gone. (ominous music) - Let's face it, Paul. You've been a problem. It's time for you to go away. (dishes clank) - Thank you. - Dexter. (solemn music) - What happened? What's wrong? - (sniffles) It's Paul. I don't know all the details, but he violated Florida's three strikes law. (laughs) He's back in jail. - [Dexter] It is truly amazing the things you can do when you put your mind to it. - What's so funny, Mom? - Yeah, why are you laughing? - [Dexter] No problem is insurmountable, not when you have the most accessible evidence locker in Miami. - The equipment the Navy has is state of the art. - [Dexter] Paul did need to go away. (knocks) - [Police] This is the police. Sir, you're going to have to turn down the television. - [Dexter] But death wasn't the answer. - [Police] Police, open up. - [Dexter] Life in prison will do just fine. For now, at least, the code of Harry remains unbroken. - Hey, get over here. You're part of this family, too. (Dexter grunts) - Don't worry, the sheets are clean. We aim to please here at Chez Dex. I'll be sleeping on the couch with a spring in my side just to make sure you're safe tonight, but... We're gonna have to talk tomorrow about a long-term plan, after you get a good night's sleep. Deb. Good night, sister. (cheerful music) (tense music) (lock clicks) (ominous music) (ominous music continues) (knife smacks) (victim grunts) I stopped by your prosthetics lab after I left Deb at the hospital. Your work's so good, you even fooled yourself. Sweet dreams, Bynie. Doakes said I had two choices. Kill him or let him go. But he neglected to look behind door number three, hand him over to the FBI gift-wrapped. I don't need Doakes dead, I just need his fingerprints to complete my frame job. (water bottles thud) Almost forgot. One needs small comforts. (fence squeaks) Every Saturday, beginning dive classes practice underwater skills beside this dock. Tomorrow they'll find a morbid little surprise. When the feds receive these kill tools with their suspect's prints on them, the only threat to me will be the inane rants of a murderous madman. So close, I can feel it. (water splashes) This tragic tale might still end in Doakes' demise, but not by my hands. Harry's legacy will remain intact. (foghorn blares) (tense music) - What? (suspenseful music) (plastic crinkles) - I enjoyed shuffling through your iPod to make sure that no one hears us. Of course, most of your shipmates are up on the blue deck. It's happy hour. Just the two of us. ♪ Changes ♪ (Ethan groans) ♪ Turn and face the strange ♪ ♪ Changes ♪ - Oh, it's too bad I have to make this quick. I'm usually all for a stimulating conversation at times like this. But the last sea taxi leaves in an hour. ♪ Time may change me ♪ - I've been going through some changes myself lately. I'm getting married, I've got a baby on the way. Me. (Ethan groans) Even though my life may never be the same, I want to thank you for reminding me how important it is to take time for oneself. ♪ Changes ♪ - Savor these moments alone. ♪ Changes ♪ ♪ Oh, look out, you rock and rollers ♪ - And here I am. Paradox personified. Taking life. Creating life. (window squeaks) (water splashes) With the ship anchored away from shore, the Gulf Stream will be Ethan's last cruise. Bon voyage. (water splashes) - Okay. You're close with Miguel Prado, and so am I, which is what makes this very difficult. - What's this gotta do with Miguel? - Ellen Wolf was threatening to wreck his career. Well, he has a black SUV and no alibi for the night she died. - You think Miguel had something to do with her murder? - I found this sample in the back of his car. (Dexter sighs) I, I told you this was complicated. Dexter. I need your word this stays between us. - Yeah, you have it. No wonder all the secrecy. I'm assuming there's no chain of custody on this? - I'll go to a judge for a warrant, get evidence through proper channels. - Which will tip off Miguel and put LaGuerta in his crosshairs. You really think a judge is gonna issue a warrant against a well-respected officer of the court without probable cause? - I don't know, Dexter. I... I can't do nothing, not after these results. - Maybe you could sit on it. For a while, let Miguel think... He got away with murder. It'd give you time to build a solid case. (solemn music) - I've got some serious soul-searching to do. - [Dexter] Take as long as you need. - [LaGuerta] Thanks for your help, Dexter. - Yeah. While LaGuerta's deciding, I'll be eliminating her problem. And George King's going to help me. I'll copy his MO. They won't even look for another suspect. What happened? - King. - I told him to go home, but he's hell-bent on proving he has cojones of steel. - You good? - Superficial cut. Let's keep moving. - All right, get me your report as soon as you can. The brass is gonna be asking questions. We had aerial surveillance, a security perimeter, at least 50 officers. It's like George King is a ghost. - Sorry, Sarge. - [Dexter] I'm not. I need King out there long enough to peg Miguel's murder on him. (Miguel groans) - Okay. Okay, okay, I know... I know I... I crossed the line here, I know that now. It doesn't have to come to this. - But it always does. I had higher hopes for you, for us. But I finally just have to accept it, I'll always be alone. - [Miguel] That's not true. - You talking truth? That's good. You actually had me believing I could have a friend 'cause I swallowed your bullshit. - It wasn't bullshit! - Shh. - I tried. I tried to crack that damn armor of yours. Because I saw the possibility. I still see the possibilities. - So this is my fault for being a shutdown? - No, I just want you to let me in! - Why the fuck would I do that now? (solemn music) What was once moving, speaking, killing, and threatening becomes nothing but an empty vessel, which is not so different from how I've always felt. - Several patches of skin removed from the, uh, shoulder area. - Ligature marks on the neck. - Why the fuck would the Skinner wanna kill Miguel Prado? - Miguel was after Freebo. King had to figure he knew something. - [Dexter] We all react in different ways to death. Some, like Ramon, choose anger. Others cling to ritual. - Dex. I know he was your friend, so if you wanna take a pass on this... - Nah, that's all right, I got it. Me, I'll play the grieving friend who buries himself in his work. (tires squeal) (ominous music) You're out of your jurisdiction, Officer Kruger. (door thumps) Wait for it. What are you doing? - You want info on Darius Rae? Ask me anything. - That file was for a case I'm working. - I asked you nicely to leave me alone. - You threatened me. - You think that was a threat? - What, are you gonna murder me too? Like you murdered your family? Your own daughter? - (sighs) You're sick. - I know what you did. I have proof. - Not possible. - From the garbage disposal, the gloves you wore that night? There was gun residue on them. I have a meeting with my superiors tomorrow morning to tell them everything. - There's no chain of custody. - Still, it'll raise questions. And if you left this much behind, we'll find something else. - You're trying to rape me. - I'm not touching you. - That's why you came to my house. And the real estate agent will testify that you were flirting with me. And then you stalked me here and tried to assault me. And I had to defend myself. - Except the blowback of my blood into the muzzle of your gun will show a flat contact shot that's highly unlikely during a struggle. - Mm. - You could shoot me center mass, but the low directionality will show I was in a defensive position. You'd have to calculate the exact distance to create a spatter pattern that supports self-defense. - Go ahead. Tell them. No one is going to believe you over me. So please, tell them everything. - You won't give me the chance. (sighs) I'm counting on it. This time she won't come in a squad car. This time it won't be about threats and intimidation. This time, it's for real. They're all props, the camouflage of a family man. She'll believe them. She has no idea who I am, but I know exactly who she is. Marco... (lock clicks) Polo. She's going to make it look like I walked in on a home robbery, got myself killed. She's good at creating the narrative of a crime. (toy clanks) (tense music) (toy squeaks) That hand's the first thing I cut off. (Dexter grunts) (Kruger screams) Surprise. (mug shatters) (both grunt) - What now? - We clean up. Homicide will be on us soon. Hose this area down. Make sure everything flows through the grate. (water splashes) - Where are you going? - To get my car. We have to move this body. (suspenseful music) - About time. Come on. A hooker called in some gunshots, but didn't actually see the shooter. - Where's the body? - Well, haven't found it yet. - Then what are we doing here? - Hey. Blood. Bullet holes. Lots of blood. A significant amount of blood. Definitely some sort of homicidal situation here. - A homicidal situation requires a body. Why don't we let the EMTs handle it? - Your average person won't survive this amount of blood loss. There. That blood trail there, see it? Good chance that trail ends at a dead body. (engine rumbles) (tense music) Whoa. This dude is a half-liter from dead. (phone rings) - Yeah? - Hey, fuckwad, you taking the scenic route? - Sorry, I was with Harrison. He said his first words. "Bye-bye." - Yeah? That's sweet. - Yeah, it was. I remember your first words. "Shoes." You were very girly, once upon a time. - [Deb] That's funny, 'cause I always remember my first words as being "Hurry the fuck up." - I think this way. - Yeah, we're gonna keep going, so find us. - [Dexter] Will do. (phone beeps) (water splashes) - You changed your clothes. - Here, this is all I have. - Thanks. - The police are close, you have to get out of here. Go to this address. 3319 Meadow Lane. It's near Kendall. Say it back to me. - 3319 Meadow Lane, near Kendall. - This'll get you in the front door. Run six, seven blocks, catch a cab. Get cleaned up and wait for me. I have it from here. - You want me to go now? - Yes. - No, I'm not leaving you. - Yes, you are. - I can help you move the body. (thumps) Who the hell is that? - Go, now. Go! Compartmentalization is a joke. Fires rip through buildings all the time no matter how closed off parts of them are. Life is the same way. It cannot be contained. (suspenseful music) (Dexter grunts) (victim groans) - Is that? - Dexter's car. Dexter. - You will not believe what I found. - What in the mother of fuck went on in here? - I know exactly what happened. Two words. Autoerotic mummification. - Captain LaGuerta. - [Hector] Oye, this is Hector Estrada. - You're alive? - I need your help. I'm back here at the shipyard. Same container. (tense music) (phone beeps) - That's good. Very convincing. - You're gonna let me go now, right? - No. - You said... - You think I'm a killer and not a liar? (Hector shouts) Now, this is a kill I've been looking forward to for a long time. You're the one who started this all, so many years ago. Should auld acquaintance be forgot? - No, no, but look, I can- - It's a rhetorical question. - Look! I'm sorry I killed your mother, all right? - Was it hard? Making the decision to kill her? - Yes. Yeah, man. It was the hardest decision of my life. Look, I didn't wanna do it. - You're lying. - She was a snitch. It was a matter of survival. It was her or me. Come on, this was 40 years ago! Why are we still talking about this? - When we finish talking, I kill you. - Okay, okay. What else you wanna know? - Did it make you feel bad? - Look, I said I... It was her or me. - Survival of the fittest? - Yeah, exactly. - Killing you will be easy but I have another kill I have to do that's not so easy. - [Hector] So why are you doing it, man? - To protect myself. And my sister. - [Hector] Exactly. Survival, right? The normal reasons. - The normal reasons? I've never killed for normal reasons. I used to think I was special, a special kind of killer, but tonight, I'm not. - [Hector] I hear you, bro. I hear you. So then what are you, right? - What am I? I'm just a creep motherfucker. (Hector groans) (tense music) (light clicks) - [Speaker] So, what's the plan? - I gave LaGuerta half a dose of M99 so it won't be found in her system. I'll use her gun to shoot Estrada in his puncture wound. - Destroying any evidence that he was stabbed. And then? Tell me. - I'll use Estrada's gun to shoot LaGuerta. - So it'll look like they killed each other. - Yes. - Dexter. Where will this end? (tense music) (upbeat music)