Lila: So tell me. Exactly how full of shit are you?
Dexter: I'm not full of anything.
Lila: It was a nice performance in there. Where did you download it from? Addict.com?
Dexter: I have no reason to lie.
Lila: Sure you do. We all do.
Dexter: You thought I was lying?
Lila: I dunno, Bob.
Dexter: Well, it is anonymous.
Lila: Everyone in that room has heard, or lived, far worse than anything you've ever done.
Dexter: I doubt it.
Lila: Oh! So you're Super Junkie.
Dexter: I don't mean to imply that what you've been through hasn't been difficult.
Lila: But there's no way that I could know what you've experienced, right? I couldn't possibly feel that need. Like a thousand hiding voices whispering "this is who you are". And you fight the pressure. The growing need rising like a wave. Prickling and teasing and prodding to be fed. But the whispering gets louder, until they're screaming "now!" And it's the only voice you hear. The only voice you want to hear. And you belong to it. To this ... shadow self. To this ...
Dexter: Dark Passenger.
Lila: Yes. The Dark Passenger.

Lila: So, if you're perfectly clean, why'd you call?
Dexter: I'm under a lot of ... pressure. At work. I was hoping you could maybe give me some quick tips on how to deal with the urges.
Lila: [amused] There are no quick tips.
Dexter: Oh. I see.

Lila: So, tell me. Why do you use?
Dexter: ... Why? I dunno, it's just part of who I am.
Lila: And who are you?
Dexter: I'm, uh ... a bad person.
Lila: Haha. You haven't got the first idea who you are, have you? Dexter, meet Dexter. I'm gonna help the two of you get to know each other.
Dexter: Doesn't really seem necessary.
Lila: The first step to recovery is getting to know who you are.
Dexter: I thought the first step was admitting you have a problem.
Lila: And before you can accept who you are, you have to know who you are. So that's our first job. You're going to tell me all your deepest, darkest secrets.

Lila: What do you think I wanted?
Dexter: To know what it's like. To feel something that deeply. Anything. That's why you hang out in recovery groups. You're emotionally colorblind. You use the right words, you pantomime the right behavior, but the feelings never come to pass.
Lila: It's not true.
Dexter: It is, Lila. You know the dictionary definition of emotions. Longing, joy, sorrow. But you have no idea what any of those things actually feel like.

Lila: What's going on inside your head? What are you thinking?
Dexter: I'm afraid we're done � you and I.
Lila: Serious? You're breaking up with me?
Dexter: Actually, I don't think I wanna answer any more questions.

Lila: Where did you drift off to, anyway?
Dexter: I was having this bizarre dream about my mother.
Lila: Say no more. Oedipus complex, explains a lot.

Lila: Who put you in there?
Doakes: A fucking psycho. And he could be back any minute. Grab that key, right behind you on the wall.
Lila: Who is he?
Doakes: His name is Dexter Morgan. I need you to open this gate.
Lila: Why would he do that, put you in there?
Doakes: Because I found out that he's the fucking Bay Harbor Butcher! Please, just open this fucking gate!
Lila: He's the Butcher ...?
Doakes: This is what I've been trying to tell you.
Lila: What's in there?
Doakes: Exactly what you think it is. It's evidence. And I saw what happened. I really need to get out this cage, lady.
Lila: Poor thing, all alone ...
Doakes: I'm okay. Just open the gate.
Lila: Not you, Dexter. Hiding such an enormous secret ... what burden that's got to be. No wonder he was so shut down.
Doakes: What are you? His accomplice?
Lila: His soulmate.

Little Chino: What the fuck are you?
Dexter: Well, that kind of talk is gonna bring you closer to your victims.

Little Chino: Why are you doing this to me?
Dexter: I'm not so much as doing it to you, as I'm doing it for me.

Little Chino: You kill me ... what do you leave behind?
Dexter: A world without you.

Lumen: [answering it]' Dexter?
Jordan Chase: No, it's Jordan Chase. But I'm looking for Dexter, is he there?
Lumen: [terrified] He - He's not available right now.
Jordan Chase: Can I leave a message?
Lumen: [still terrified] Uh-huh.
Jordan Chase: Tell him, I'm just checking in and I'd like him to schedule another appointment. As soon as possible.
Lumen: Okay, I will. Bye.
Jordan Chase: Hang on a second. Tell Dexter one more thing.
Lumen: [controlling herself] Okay.
Jordan Chase: Tell him time is of the essence. [With deliberate slowness] Tick, tick, tick, [Lumen appears to be close to tears] that's the sound of his life running out. Could you be sure to tell him that? Take care, Lumen. [He hangs up, leaving Lumen gasping in terror]

Lumen: [As Dexter enters the apartment] I've been trying to get a handle on this Emily Birch, and there is nothing. She graduates high school in 1992 and then it's just a big blank. Except for those DUIs you found. [Noticing his somber expression] What?
Dexter: We found this, at a search at Cole's. [He takes out the DVD that has her torture on it] The men who hurt you, they made DVDs of everything they did.
Lumen: [After a long pause, reading the number on the DVD] Thirteen. Is that me? [Dexter nods, she takes the DVD] [With a mixture of fear and shame] Did everyone watch it?
Dexter: No. I managed to get it out of evidence in time.
Lumen: [With even more fear and shame] Did you- did you watch it?
Dexter: Only enough to make sure I had the right one. Are you sure you want to keep it?
Lumen: Number Thirteen. That's what I was to them. [Drops the DVD on the desk with disgust] [She struggles to contain herself] It must have been hard for you to get that. [Dexter does not respond] I know that you risk your life, every day that you're with me. [Crying] You've been my only way through this.
Dexter: Well I guess, we both met each other at the right time.

Lumen: [Dexter has asked her to describe her attackers] Besides the ones we've already ... taken care of? There was watch-guy.
Dexter: Watch-guy?
Lumen: I would be tied to a chair, blindfolded. Sometimes I wouldn't even know if he was there until I heard this watch by my ear. And then he'd lean in and whisper "Tick, tick, tick, that´s the sound of your life running out."
Dexter: Okay. Anyone else?
Lumen: Suit and tie. He'd take off his jacket and fold it, very carefully, and then lay it on a chair. Like he didn't want to mess it up. The suit guy I'd know, he always took the blindfold off. I guess he thought I'd be dead soon.
Dexter: He was wrong.

Lumen: [looking at a picture of Jordan Chase and Masuka]: I mean, that guy's clearly a freak (Dexter looks confused), but I don't know him.
Dexter: [instantly] No, not the bald guy. The guy beside him, Jordan Chase.

Lumen: Cole's other victims. Why did you put their pictures up?
Dexter: Cole needs to see what he's done.
Lumen: What do you get out of all this?
Dexter: I like knowing that the men who did this to you won't do it to anyone else.
Lumen: This isn't about me.
Dexter: You're standing here.
Lumen: Look at all this. If you didn't know me you'd still be in this room. Boyd wasn't your first. You've been doing this a long time.
[Dexter and Lumen have Cole restrained in the kill room]