(people chatter indistinctly) (tense music) (knock thuds) (door creaks open) - The fuck you want? - You. (Benito grunts) (dramatic music) (tense music) (Dexter sighs) - [Dexter Voiceover] Look at him, fast asleep. Lucky guy. (hand slaps) (capsule cracks) (Dexter snorts) (Dexter breathes heavily) (tarp rustles) (capsule cracks) - I know you. (Benito grunts) - I'm the blood guy. (scalpel clinks) (Benito screams) (flesh squelches) You've made a lot of people very miserable, me included. (sighs) Till now. (Dexter exhales loudly) - [Dexter Voiceover] Because now I get to answer life's big question, my life anyway. (soft dramatic music) Can I do it? Can I have it all?

(dramatic music) (cellphone rings) Ah, shit. (phone beeps) Hello. - Dexter, I need you to go to an all-night pharmacy right away. - I'm kind of in the middle of something. - [Rita] Oh, Harrison has an ear infection. He's in a lot of pain, Dexter. - Right, my mistake. I wasn't thinking. I'm on my way. (phone beeps) (dramatic music) Kids, huh? (Dexter breathes heavily) (knives clink) Gotta go. No time to savor this. Clock's ticking, but it's all about sacrifice for the good of the family. (Benito screams) (knife thuds) (tense brooding music) (blood drips) (plastic rustles) (dramatic music) (saw scrapes) (bags rustle) Shit! (bag rustles) (lights click off) (body part thuds) (door slams)

(door hinge creaks) (soft tense music) (crickets chirp) - [Dexter Voiceover] She's gonna make it look like I walked in on a home robbery, got myself killed. She's good at creating the narrative of a crime. (floorboards creak) (toy train thud) (train thud) (pages rustle) (soft toy squeaks) That hand's the first thing I cut off. (tense music builds) (dramatic suspenseful music) (blinds clatter) (kick thud) (punch thud) (kick thud) (Zoey cries out) (items clatter) - Surprise. (mug shatters) (Dexter and Zoey grunt) (elbow thud) (body thud) (Dexter pants) (unsettling eerie music) - Help. Help! Help! (coughs) - Sorry, sorry. I was just buying your tickets. You're taking a boat out of the country.

Eventually, you'll land in the Philippines. You're smart. There's no extradition treaty there. - I'm not going anywhere. - I know something about creating a narrative, too. Suitcase is packed. Your car will be left at the port, and the blue glove is back in your disposal. You'll flee the country. You'll (imitates poof), and then you'll be gone. You're that good or that dead. - Why are you doing this to me? - Why did you do this to them? - It was Darius Ray. - No, you wanted out. You wanted your freedom from the constant demands. They took it all, and they wanted more. - I couldn't breathe. - You did it to survive. - You understand. - Oh, I understand all right. (plastic rustles) - Look at you. What kind of father does this? What kind of husband? (tarp rustles) - Not the kind that kills this family.

- You're going to have to choose. - Not what you chose. - You can't hide what you are. - Oh, I can. I'm better at it than you. - You will choose your life over theirs. - I won't. I'd rather risk them knowing the truth than lose them. (tense brooding music) Wow, wow. (slow dramatic music) I don't wanna lose them. I don't. (chuckles) That's the difference between us. (knife thuds) (Zoey grunts) (door opens) (lights whir and thud) (tense music) (footsteps thud) (Jonathan grunts and gags) (dramatic music) (tense music) (Jonathan pants) - [Jonathan] What the hell is going on? What is this? - This is the decisive moment. What's the name of the photographer who always talked about that? - Cartier-Bresson. - Right, right.

Once you miss it, it's gone forever. Perfect moment frozen in time. Something like that, right? - Yes, but (screams) oh, fuck, fuck, fuck! Who are you? - I'm the person who's going to keep you from killing any more women. - What? I've never killed anyone. - You killed Estrella Carazo. Who knows how many others? - I didn't fucking kill them! I photographed them! It's too fucking bad they're dead, but I- - Too fucking bad they're dead. - (sobs) Life is, is hard, and it's brutal and ugly and way too fucking short! That's why I shoot what I do, beautiful women! - Who are bruised and cut and bleeding. - Oh fuck. It's for the contrast! You add a little bit of the real world, it makes them all the more beautiful! - Until you kill them. (dramatic music) (cleaver clinks)

- If they could thank me, they fucking would. 'Cause of my pictures, those, those women will live on forever! - Nothing lasts forever! - No, no, no! (cleaver thuds) (blood splatters) (upbeat country music) (engines rumble) (keys jingle) (footsteps thud) (door slams) (dramatic music) (Stan gags) (tarp rustles) - You don't let me outta here, I'm gonna kick your fucking ass! Ah, you fuck! (groans) What the fuck are you doing? - Normally we'd have a little chat. I'd show you the error of your ways. I'm kind of in a hurry here. - Oh, I am gonna fuck you up! - Uh huh. - I'm gonna rip your heart out! - Yeah. I heard. - And I'll gut you like a fucking pig! You'll be sorry that you ever crossed me!

(Stan screams) (drill buzzes) (door creaks open) (footsteps thud) (body thuds) (engine rumbles) (soft music) ♪ Come on, darlin' ♪ (steam hisses) ♪ Won't you let me have your number ♪ ♪ Let me ♪ ♪ We'll go and dance ♪ (hood rattles open) ♪ Let me, baby, let me do ♪ - [Arthur] Where is my fucking oil cap? (dramatic music) (hood slams) (Arthur grunts) (body thuds) - Hello, Arthur Mitchell. (Arthur whimpers and cries out) (tense music) (plastic rustles) I guess you were picturing a different scenario. - I was following my path. - So was I. - God led you to me. (footsteps shuffle) - Hardly. (scalpel clinks) (flesh squelches) (Arthur whimpers and pants)

(slides clink) - Is this who you are? ♪ Ta da ♪ - Look at you. I never took pride in what I did. - No, you're a very special kind of monster. You destroyed your own family. - I gave them everything! - No, you took everything, their future, their dignity, their hope. Christine even killed herself. - No. - Because of you. - She was weak. - I can't believe there was a time I actually thought I could learn something from you. - You think you're better than I am? - No. But I want to be. - You can't control the demon inside of you any more than I could control mine. - Did you ever actually try? - (chuckles) Oh my God, yes. I prayed to be changed, to be made different. - That's not trying. That's waiting to be stopped. - It worked, didn't it? Case in point.

- So what's the alternative, Arthur? Leave? Disappear? Fake my own death and start over again? - No. You'll still be you. - I have a family, too, Arthur. I'm good for them. (Arthur chuckles) - You're like a child. - A child with a big knife. - You dream of a heaven you'll never see. - I don't believe in heaven. - Oh, but you do. This isn't your doing. This is God's plan. I accept that now. You have to do the same. - I accept nothing. Nothing is inevitable. - It's already over. It's already over. - Could you? (train whirs and rattles) Thank you. (record player clicks) ♪ I promise that I will always be true ♪ ♪ I'll give her all the love I have to give ♪ ♪ As long as we both shall live ♪ ♪ Venus, oh Venus ♪

- Now it's over. ♪ Make my wish come true ♪ (hammer thuds) (flesh squelches) (upbeat music) (chime dings)

Every Season 4 Kill Ritual 👀 Dexter

He's smart, he's good looking, and he's got a great sense of humor. He's Dexter Morgan, everyone's favorite serial killer. As a Miami forensics expert, he spends his days solving crimes, and nights committing them. But Dexter lives by a strict code of honor that is both his saving grace and lifelong burden. Torn between his deadly compulsion and his desire for true happiness, Dexter is a man in profound conflict with the world and himself. Golden Globe® winner Michael C. Hall stars in the hit Showtime Original Series.

Every Season 4 Kill Ritual 👀 Dexter

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