[Cody has had a nightmare]
Dexter: What was it, the big scary ghost or the alligator?
Cody: No. The Bay Harbor Butcher.
Rita: Oh, honey.
Dexter: He would never hurt you. But I'll let you in on a secret. My sister Debra, who is a secret police agent ninja warrior, said he only kills bad people. And you're not a bad person, are you?
Cody: No.
Dexter: Then you're quite safe.

[Debra handcuffs Gabriel to the bed post]
Gabriel: Oh, you're into the kinky stuff, huh?
Debra: No. The last guy I had sex with tried to kill me.

[Debra nearly trips over a suitcase]
Debra: What fucking asshole left this here!?
Lundy: It's Special Agent Fucking Asshole. Morgan, right?

[Deciding on who gets to inspect the body]
Masuka: All right, call it � heads or tails?
Dexter: Heads.
[Dexter goes to see the body]
Masuka: I didn't flip yet!
Dexter: You said call it.

[Dexter answers the phone and hears about a case]
Dexter: I've gotta get back. Dead body.
Lila: Humph. How many times have you used that one before?

[Dexter enters a church]
Dexter: If I believed in God, if I believe in sin, this is the place where I'd be sucked straight to Hell. If I believed in Hell.

[Dexter holds a knife above Little Chino]
Dexter: Look at that � steady as a surgeon.

[Dexter looks at several of Lila's art projects]
Dexter: Why are they eating each other?
Lila: Dunno. Ask them.

[Dexter packs away several killing tools while on the phone to Rita]
Dexter: I need your help. I know how much you were looking forward to going out tonight, but I think Deb could use you more.
Rita: Dexter, this ... isn't about this morning, is it?
Dexter: No, no! I swear! This is about Deb. She had her first day at work today, and LaGuerta was kind of rough on her.
[Debra knocks on the door]
Debra: Dexter, unlock the door.
Dexter: [to Rita] Hold on. [to Debra] Hold on!
Debra: Dexter, come on! Dexter, open the fucking door!
Dexter: [to Rita] See, she's yelling at me now. Look, I'm no expert, but I think Deb could use some girl time tonight.
Rita: Well, I won't lie. I'm a little disappointed. But, I know your heart's in the right place.
[Dexter puts a butcher's knife in a bag]
Dexter: Absolutely.

[Dexter prepares to dismember his latest victim.]
Doakes: Morgan, God damn it, you got a conscience, man, you said it yourself! You go after killers, you take out killers, I get that. But this, this is some sick fuck ritual, man, you need help. Let me help you, man.
Dexter: Don't worry, Sergeant. I won't make you watch. I'm not uncivilized.

[Dexter spins Cody around]
Gail: He's good for you.
Rita: I know. I got lucky.
Gail: Quite an actor. He's hiding something. I'm sure of it.

[Dexter stands outside the morgue]
Dexter: [thoughts] There it is. Like a gigantic white whale. My Moby Dick.
Angel: Man, this heat. I can't take it. I've gotta get in my car before I fucking melt.
Dexter: [thoughts] Which is exactly what needs to happen to my dearly departed friends.

[Dexter stares at the dead body]
Doakes: Why don't you take a picture, Morgan? It'll last longer.
Dexter: What would I do without you, Sergeant?

[Dexter throws Roger into the back of the mini-van]
Dexter: You were right about the ample cargo space.

[Dexter walks out the police station]
Doakes: Mini-van's that way.
Dexter: Field morgue's this way.
Doakes: I'll wait.
Dexter: You should take the night off, Sergeant.
Doakes: On pizza night? No way.