04x01 - Living The Dream

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Dexter...

It's for sure. I'm pregnant.

What kind of father would I be?

After all, I k*ll people.

Aah!

Me? Demented daddy Dexter.

[Moaning]

This child is happening.

But your role in its life is entirely up to you.

Yesterday morning you said when the case ends, we end.

I thought you understood when we got involved.

I track K*llers. That's what I do.

A pattern of bodies was identified in oregon.

My flight leaves tonight.

If you're leaving, we gotta work out logistics.

Do you honestly want to go down this path?

I don't know if I'm going to be a father to the kid.

How could even say you're not gonna be a father to that kid?

I mean, where would you be without harry?

Harry knew my mother.

Laura moser was his informant.

Was he just using her?

Was he using me?

Dad wasn't perfect, deb.

What did he do? Cheat on mom?

Bullshit. Who?

I need all the records you have On my dad's confidential informants.

Attractive female c.I.S?

Why, you know something?

There's a good reason why quinn's of interest to i.A.

Internal affairs is investigating you.

Is there something you're not telling us?

Anton is not officially a c.I.

What do you mean?

I never filed an arrest report on him.

You are the best thing that has happened to me.

Just sending out my positive intentions to our baby.

You know, we're connected.

You're what makes me real.

Please say yes.

Yes, we will marry you.

Syl has offered to list my house So we can buy something bigger.

Better hope she doesn't insist on a place with central air.

I was actually thinking I might keep my place. "No" doesn't really work in a relationship, Dexter.

Every man needs his privacy.

Some more than others.

Is it possible i've actually made a friend?

Someone I can trust with my dark secrets?

I didn't teach you the code to share with your buddies.

Miguel really did it. And I taught him how.

Harry was right. He used me.

You're all just unchecked versions of myself, What I would've become without my father's code.

[Strangled scream]

I could k*ll you now.

I've never felt this.

You've never had a son before.

You want to see him come into the world.

Yes. I've never wanted anything so much in my life.

[Sirens]

I have moved on from my father.

But I still need his code.

But right now, life is good.

Dexter morgan, family man.

[Quirky music]

♪ ♪

Tonight's the night.

The night when a primal, sacred need Calls to me.

I've waited and waited.

But tonight, this night...

It's time.

Tonight's the night I finally...

Sleep.

[Water running]

[Creak]

[Creaking]

[Gasps, screams]

No...

[Screaming]

[Baby cries]

[Sighs]

[Crying]

Oh, okay, harrison.

The driving thing didn't work.

The singing thing didn't work.

You planning on both of us not sleeping For another three months?

[Crying]

Apparently so.

Okay, I want to take you inside, But I don't want you waking mommy.

Hey.

If you could talk, you'd tell me not to worry About you, right?

No...

[Sobbing]

oh, please...

No, don't...

No...

Please...

Please...please...

Shh.

It's already over.

[Gasps]

[Groaning and whimpering]

[Quirky music]

[Record scratch]

[Off-Kilter Dexter theme]

♪ ♪

[Yawns]

Marco!

Polo.

Polo.

Marco.

Polo.

Marco.

There's this cliche where serial K*llers Are always described as, "quiet, kept to himself.

Kind of a loner."

[Toy squeaks]

It's a cliche for a reason.

[Pop music playing]

Has anybody seen my keys?

Astor, I asked you to keep it down.

[Sighs]

Why do you hate my music so much?

I don't hate your music.

You don't?

Cody, get out of the larsons' pool.

It's time for school.

If I had an ipod, You wouldn't have to listen to my stuff.

You want an ipod, earn one.

Do your chores. Unpack your room.

God, you are so unfair!

Did you get any sleep?

An hour and a half, maybe.

Oh, and you have court.

Look, I appreciate you taking the night shift, But when you have a big day like today, It's okay to wake me up.

Well, it's kind of On-The-Job training, you know?

All that matters is his father's there for him.

I cannot find keys...

Cody!

Astor, the music.

You usually leave them right here by the phone.

I know.

School. Clothes. Now.

Sorry.

You don't get some sleep, it won't be your keys That get lost... it'll be your mind.

I lost that years ago.

Dexter morgan, good suburban husband.

Happy father of three.

On paper, anyway.

[Kids laughing]

Hey, dex, what's the news?

Uh, too soon to tell.

Dexter?

Dexter, you forgot your cell phone.

Oh, good morning, elliot.

Another beautiful day.

More pool time for the kids.

Well, you already took the morning shift, So i'll watch them this afternoon.

Takes a village.

[Chuckles]

[Roars]

[Shrieks]

Ah.

Mm.

Take that!

Carpools and swimming pools.

How much are we living the dream?

So much.

[Laughs]

Living the dream.

Oh...

[Smooching]

Mm.

Hey, um, do you think you can tivo jon stewart for me?

Mm.

Thinking about jon stewart, huh?

[Chuckles]

Well, he is handsome.

[Giggles]

And funny.

I love you.

Oh, f*ck me.

That's kind of where this is heading.

No. I'm late for work.

[Sighs]

It's a good thing you moved in, or I'd never see you.

Well, one of us has to live here.

At least with the cruise ship, I get to see you every few days.

I went on tour...

I know.

It's okay, I kind of like it.

Keeps you from getting sick of me.

That's never going to happen.

Yeah, because you're never here.

No, because you make me happy.

And what conclusions did you draw From the blood evidence, mr. Morgan?

I was able to determine The victim's movement and direction After the initial blunt force trauma to the head Caused by the defendant's fist.

How so?

I...reconstructed, uh...

Timeline and sequence of events By examining... it's here somewhere.

I noticed a passive flow pattern bloodstain Approximately two meters in length Emanating from the head wound, And the sample was consistent With the sample from the defendant's shirt.

You did say "passive flow pattern bloodstain"?

Quote, unquote.

What exactly do your notes say?

Um... "The bloodstain described a passive pooling "And flow configuration, type 'o' negative, "Matching the sample taken from, um...

Uh...leonetti's shirt."

But this is the gomez hearing.

Yes, mr. Morgan.

The defendant's name is benito gomez.

[Sighs]

I must've brought the wrong notes.

Do you frequently become confused and disoriented When conducting your spatter analysis, mr. Morgan?

No, I do not.

We...just had a new baby.

Things were a little hectic this morning.

So you're saying that you're sleep-Deprived And it's affecting your judgment?

No, it's just a momentary mix-Up.

Wrong notes, wrong blood type.

Wrong defendant. Wrong case.

That's what you call A momentary mix-Up in a m*rder trial?

I misspoke.

Oh, f*ck.

Your honor, the witness Has just demonstrated how unreliable he is In a courtroom.

I would have to ask How reliable his work is in the lab.

Or on a crime scene.

Moreover, how reliable is a police department That would place so much trust in his "expert" opinion?

I'm halfway through the c.I. Files you gave me.

I were you, I'd spend more time With that man of yours and less time Looking for some old confidential informant Your daddy might've diddled back in the day.

I meet another one tomorrow.

Maybe then i'll finally get some answers.

Say you do.

Then what?

Then...i'll know.

That my perfect f*cking father wasn't so f*cking perfect.

So that's what, the meaning of life?

The meaning of my life.

Hey, buddy.

Guess where I was yesterday.

Well, I'm not sure, i...

I was at a store.

Want to take a guess what kind of store?

I don't know. Grocery?

Clothing. You know me, I'm pretty into that sh*t.

Gotta come correct and all. But not yesterday.

Look, if this is about...

Come on, buddy. Let me finish.

I was at a store helping a lady pick out A suit for her son.

Know why? Because he had to be in court.

See the guy who k*lled his old man.

Kid's first f*cking suit.

Something a father should be doing.

I'm sorry.

Little late for "sorry."

That assh*le you let walk?

Benito gomez.

Ah, now you get it right.

You actually see what that fuckhead did?

Gomez hit the kid's old man so hard, His cheekbone broke, pushing his eyeball up And out of his face.

Then gomez, sweetheart that he is, Kills the guy in front of his own son.

I know.

How about this beauty?

Gomez did five years for b*ating his girlfriend So bad even her dentist had a hard time with the i.D.

So is your "sorry" gonna keep gomez From pounding somebody else into the next world?

Jesus, chill out, quinn.

No, deb, he's right. I screwed up in court today.

Gomez walked. This one's on me.

Thanks. That means so much to me.

Why don't you hold onto those for me, 'kay, buddy?

I'm sick of looking at 'em.

You screwed up?

Big time.

Should I be worried?

[Sighs]

No, i'll be okay.

Maybe it's benny gomez who should be worried.

And good solve on the reynolds case, guys.

Next up, chief's office wants...

Anything I can do to keep that angry irish off your ass, Let me know.

You're a real friend, vince.

[Deep breath]

Quinn's a good cop.

I need a good k*ll.

And sometimes one just falls into your lap.

We've got a body in kendall.

Morgan, quinn, you're up.

And Dexter. There's blood.

Lots of blood.

Talk about your bloodbath.

[Chuckles]

Tough room.

Okay, femoral artery severed. She bled out in minutes.

su1c1de?

No w*apon on the premises.

Exactly. The coroner can suck my uncircumcised d*ck If he doesn't rule this a homicide.

That's way t.M.I., masuka.

Employment records show she just got promoted to sous chef.

A total babe. And she could cook.

Had it all going on.

Then this.

It's a very well-Organized crime scene.

The assailant took his time.

Cleaned up after himself.

Obviously doesn't have kids.

Keep an eye on our expert witness.

In case our girl's parents actually want to see Someone go to jail for doing this to their daughter.

Harsh.

[Chatter over police radio]

- Christine hill, broward journal dispatch.

And?

And was ms. Bell the only victim?

Who gave you her name?

I searched the address On this thing called the internet.

Now, what can you tell me about the m*rder?

Suspects?

m*rder? Suspects?

We still haven't officially ruled out su1c1de.

So it was pills?

No.

Then she bled out.

Women pretty much only do one or the other.

Do me a favor.

You break this case before we do, give me a call.

It's detective joseph quinn.

Miami-Metro, extension 3734.

Cell number?

Mm.

Nice touch, joseph.

Damn it.

Can't anyone fill up the...

f*cking... water thing?

[Chuckles]

Tough crime scene?

No.

Mm...kind of.

Yes.

You know, when things are going good, I think that's god's way of saying to cover your ass, Because something's gonna jump up and bite it, hard.

Well put.

You and anton doing okay?

Knock on wood.

Any sign your ass is gonna get bit?

None.

So this is you just making yourself crazy?

That's kind of what I do.

What?

It's just i've taken that trip

1,000 times before.

And?

And knock it off.

Is that an order, boss?

Just some free advice from someone Who's been there before.

Hey, did you ever go out with that guy that anton Wanted you to meet?

[Scoffs]

Musicians aren't really my thing.

He owns a restaurant. Three of 'em.

Cuban restaurants.

What the f*ck is wrong with musicians?

That came out wrong.

What makes you think a cuban restaurant matters?

That came out wrong too.

I'm not looking for anyone new anyway.

But when and if, i'll let you know.

Thanks.

Mm-Hmm.

[Yawns]

Finally. Peace and quiet.

No crying baby.

No marco, no polo.

Just me...and blood.

And mr. Benito gomez.

Where to find a washed-Up boxer like you?

Trailer park. Great.

Kids, neighbors.

More kids.

Sounds like my world.

But this...

The only still open for business establishment In a lonely strip mall?

That's kind of calling to me.

This feels good.

[Phone rings]

Hey, you.

Hey, dex. You alone?

Uh, yeah. Why?

Well, harrison won't go down for his nap.

Surprise, surprise.

You think maybe you could sing to him?

You bet.

Okay.

All right, we're gonna put you on speaker.

[Crying]

* oh, beautiful for spacious skies *

♪ for amber waves ♪

Shh.

* of grain *

♪ for purple mountain majesty ♪
♪ above the fruited plain ♪
♪ america, america, god... ♪

He's finally calming.

Thank you, Dexter.

We love you.

Me too.

First up today, finish the lisa bell blood work.

Tonight, a little benny gomez recon.

Then go home and sing the last 95 verses

Of america the beautiful to my baby son.

Who knew life could get so... unsimple?

[Deep breath]

I can deal. I can deal.

Yo, quinn.

Boobs plus drinks equals...

Titty bar. Can't. Got a date.

[Sighs]

Eh. How about you, morgan?

Stud muffin still out of town?

It's tempting, masuka.

And elegant.

f*ck off and die. Then die again.

So that's a no.

I am feeling no love here, folks.

Then it's working.

Hey, slacker. Half day?

This is me leaving, vince. I do it every day.

But every day wasn't like today.

What you went through? Come on.

Drinks are on me. It'll cheer you up!

I'm not uncheered.

Yeah? Tell that to your face.

I'm going home to my family.

Vastly overrated.

Just got a call from robbery.

Some guy on his honeymoon took a sh*t in the head.

Grave condition.

They're pulling the plug tomorrow.

Nice f*cking wedding gift.

[Sighs]

yeah.

The file is gonna land on my desk First thing in the morning.

And robbery's got squat.

It's gonna be a total goat f*ck.

- It sounds like you need a drink, papi.

You know what, vince?

I can use a cuervo. Or ten.

[Laughter]

[Upbeat latin music]

♪ ♪

My dark passenger is like a trapped coal miner.

Always tapping, always letting me know It's still in there, still alive.

Quinn's legwork may have shown me Where to find our friend, But this, benny...

My blood work is the stuff that seals your fate.

[Music and chatter inside bar]

No security cameras.

Parks away from the lights.

You just come and go as you please.

But as of tomorrow night, those days are over.

I wasn't sure you'd actually come by.

Put in my face time with masuka.

And then I came to where I really wanted to be.

Tell me again this isn't crazy.

Yeah, it's crazy.

Crazy good.

[Both laughing]

Keep sh**ting.

He's so sweet when he's sleeping.

We were all like that once.

Pure and innocent.

But then we grow up...

And things happen.

Well, nothing's going to happen.

Not when he has a great dad watching over him.

Yeah, he's a lucky guy.

[Loud pop music plays]

[Sighs]

[Harrison wails]

Astor.

Mom!

Turn that down.

We wouldn't have this problem if you would just get me...

This is not how you go about getting an ipod.

Now, since you woke your brother up, You can walk him around the living room Until he falls asleep.

But he never sleeps.

Think about that next time.

There we go.

You'd like an ipod, wouldn't you, little harrison?

[Exhales]

Why not just end the terror and give her an ipod?

Mm.

No, it's a power play.

She's trying to manipulate us to get what she wants.

That's not how it works in this family.

Oh, right. Of course.

Cody.

No more marco polo in the mornings.

But it's important.

So is being ready for school.

When I grow up, I want to be just like you.

Do what I want when I want.

You and me both.

And I want to be just like you.

[Growls]

Marco.

Polo!

Great time last night, huh, angel?

What?

You could've totally f*cked that stripper.

[Elevator dings]

Get to work, gentlemen.

What got into her?

[Upbeat latin music]

♪ ♪

What is this?

Extreme home makeover: forensics edition?

The first pass through, I found some blood That didn't belong to the victim.

Possible dna from the k*ller?

Don't think so. The sample was pretty degraded.

Then what's the source?

Not sure. Yet.

Coming from you, why does that not surprise me?

You know he's my brother, right?

Found something. Mr. Morgan.

Hmm?

It's blood.

Pool pattern, not incidental spatter From the recent m*rder.

This is something else entirely.

Where's it from?

Bathtub.

So you're taking an already extremely difficult case And polluting it with your, what, theories?

I didn't put the blood there.

And according to you, neither did our k*ller.

Joey, why don't we step outside, Let the geeks get their geek on?

Look, I gotta be somewhere, So see if you can hold things down around here Without going all assh*le on my brother, okay?

Blood tells. Blood always tells.

Dexter.

How's my favorite blood spatter analyst?

Uh, great.

How's my favorite serial k*ller hunter?

Uh, you just missed deb.

Actually, I'm here to see you.

Oh.

Database has a girl k*lled here recently.

Severed femoral artery?

Pretty brutal.

Crime scene telling you anything?

Not much.

k*ller was careful, right?

Immaculate.

Very.

Well, you're in the middle of something here.

I, uh, I don't want to interrupt.

Mind if I drop by the station later?

Sure, not a problem.

Good seeing you again, Dexter.

sh*t.

[Doorbell rings]

Hello, detective.

Won't you come in?

I'm here to talk about harry morgan.

I'm his daughter, debra.

Debra morgan.

[Exhales]

Handsome harry morgan. How is he?

He d*ed a while back.

Life does tend to suck.

Did you and my father have...

A good relationship?

Well...

Your father was a driven man.

He saw something he wanted, nothing got in his way.

You're talking about women?

Women. Bad guys.

Anything.

Anyone.

Harry always said the only word That wasn't in his vocabulary was "no."

Did you say no to him?

Dear.

I said yes.

All the time.

sh*t, hundreds of times.

Only problem was...

Only problem was what?

I was saying yes to a question he never asked.

So you didn't have an affair with my father?

I don't know who you're looking for, honey, But it ain't me.

Shut down for decades. Way out of town.

I'm liking this.

Broken-Down boxer, broken-Down arena.

A fitting place for a punk Like benny gomez to go down for the count.

Where you been?

[Exhales]

Looking for misery.

No upside to that.

So I'm f*cking learning.

That's all we got on the groom.

Plug was pulled

4:45 this morning.

It's all yours.

[Exhales]

A man's life and death, reduced to a few...

What do you call 'em?

Bytes.

A few bytes.

Just like that.

This economy.

Last thing our city needs is dead tourists.

Hey, welcome to miami.

Have a nice day.

Is that our tourist, sergeant?

It is, lieutenant.

Okay.

The mayor's already given me an aneurysm over this one, So make it a quick solve.

Okay.

So whatever happened between you And that barbara gianna from vice?

We broke up.

Wanted different things.

Office romances.

Doomed before they f*cking start.

You mind if I ask her out?

Knock yourself out.

The perfect husband would've gotten rid of his old apartment.

But I k*ll people.

Not exactly the perfect husband.

Someone new is moving in.

Be nice.

The land that time and florida electric forgot.

Look at this place.

All the cheering, all the triumph, All the blood.

All for sport.

Until tonight.

[Music and chatter inside bar]

Keep at it, benny, and you'll be feeling no pain.

Better that way.

[Snoring]

Tell me you got a reason for sleeping alone in your car Outside a bar other than you're drunk.

I'm tired.

License and registration, please.

Sorry about this, officer.

This is not what it looks like.

You're with homicide?

Yes, sir.

Then you ought to know better.

Get out of the car, please.

You know your abcs?

Of course I do.

Give me 'em backwards.

Uh...z, y, x, w...

V, u, t, s, r, q, P, o, N, m, l, k...

Clearly you're not drunk.

Yet.

[Sighs]

[Engine revs up]

Damn it, benny.

I can't go chasing after you With a cop up my ass.

You got more important places to be, mr. Morgan.

[Sighs]

Tell me about it.

Hey.

I thought you were working late.

So did i.

Mm.

Baby's down.

You know what that means?

Mm. Sleep.

Sex.

Oh.

And I'm not talking the rushed, frantic, The-Kids-Are-Asleep sex.

[Unzips zipper]

But slow, hot, steamy, naughty sex.

Look, if you're too tired...

[Moans]

Dexter, ever since the move and the baby, We've had, like, zero time together.

Yeah.

I mean, aren't you as horny as I am?

Course I am.

All right. Well, just close your eyes.

Maybe I can squeeze in a power nap.

Okay, open.

Or not.

I was saving these for when we finally got Some real time alone.

And...

And tonight's the night.

Mm.

[Giggles]

Oh. Ha ha...

[Giggles]

[Harrison cries]

Oh...

Mm.

It's all right. I'll go.

You've already done so much.

[Crying]

Oh, who's a good boy?

Yeah, who's a good boy?

Who's a good boy?

Yeah.

[Whispering]

want to know a secret?

Daddy kills people.

Well, bad people.

Not really anybody else I can tell about that, You know?

Daddy's not going anywhere, buddy.

I've already lost my innocence.

I'm not going to sacrifice yours too.

Triple red-Eye, please.

That's your third one today, bro.

You don't cut back, And you're tempting the heart gods.

Least of my worries.

Bro.

Brought you a copy of my article.

Figured you're a dumb cop and don't read the paper.

Give me some credit. I never miss the obituaries.

Front page. Nice.

I do what I can.

My editor okayed a follow-Up.

You got anything for me?

I would if I could, but I got nothing.

Hmm.

Besides, off the record, We, uh, got bigger fish to fry.

What kind of fish?

Off the record.

You know those pricks Who've been shaking down tourists?

The vacation robbers?

No, the vacation murderers.

They sh*t some poor newlywed. Didn't make it.

So...we're more than a little distracted.

You want another distraction, I'd love to take you out for a drink.

You know, to thank you for your help...

With the bathtub story.

Uh-Huh.

Uh-Uh. I am so not hitting on you.

Yeah, me neither. Let's make it dinner.

I got the blood work back from our bathroom do-Over.

Did you run it through the database?

No point.

The blood you swabbed showed sh*t-All On the dna front.

Our chances of finding out who it belongs to Are about, oh, one in six f*cking billion.

What was lisa bell's address?

1578 glencoe. Why?

Well...

If the dna won't tell us who it belonged to, Maybe the address will.

1578 glencoe.

April 11, 1979. Homicide.

1979?

Vicky noonan, 22.

Found in the bathtub.

Bled out.

Incision to her thigh.

What are the chances of that?

What are the chances of what?

Special agent lundy.

Vincent masuka, if memory serves.

That's right.

L.F.I. On the b.H.B.

Heh.

You're working a case, right?

Feds need us to...

Mind if I speak with Dexter?

Uh...i'll go, uh, to records And get the write-Up on noonan.

Just doing my job.

He's right, you know.

About?

Why I'm in miami.

It is a case.

Yeah, I figured.

But why do you need me?

You have the full resources of the fbi.

Not anymore.

I'm retired.

Oh.

Their loss.

Yeah, well.

I fish. Travel.

And, uh...

Now I have the time to track down The one twisted son of a bitch who got away.

So who is the twisted son of a bitch?

I call him the trinity k*ller.

Kills in threes.

Been doing it all over the country for years.

Problem is, I can't prove he exists.

Law enforcement doesn't talk to each other.

So no one at the FBI is even on board.

Just me.

I've been looking for a break.

Then this happens.

Lisa bell.

Her m*rder profile fits the previous victims.

Trinity's in miami, Dexter.

Starting his cycle all over again.

No...no...

No...

How far back do your cases go?

About 15 years.

The house and room where lisa bell was m*rder*d Was the site of a very similar homicide

30 years ago.

Take a look.

[Sobbing]

No...no...

We've come full circle.

He's back where his k*lling began.

30 years.

You know what this means?

Trinity's the most successful serial k*ller To ever...

Get away with it.

[Moaning]

What? I'm fine. I can't wait to see you.

Anton, I have to go. I have a meeting.

Hello, debra.

m*therf*cking f*ck.

[Chuckles]

Nice to see you too.

What are...

What... what are you doing here?

Are you here on a case?

Actually, I'm retired now.

Yet you're here.

Life has a natural forward momentum.

Certain things are inevitable.

Like you.

Making detective.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

I never had any doubt.

[Small laugh]

So how long will your forward momentum Keep you in miami?

Not sure exactly.

Be seeing you.

Yeah.

I guess. Maybe.

I mean, I don't... I don't know.

Big plans this evening, sergeant?

The usual, lieutenant.

[Elevator dings]

Oh.

Hey, guys.

Drinks?

I had benny gomez on the ropes and let him slip away.

No way I can go to that bar again.

Officer alphabet made sure of that.

Which means I grab benny where he lives.

A higher degree of difficulty, but I don't have a choice.

If I want to be around for my son, I have to do this right.

I'm...k*lling for two now.

[Man speaking spanish on tv]

The f*ck you want?

You.

Look at him. Fast asleep.

Lucky guy.

[Sniffs]

I know you.

[Muffled]

I'm the blood guy.

You've made a lot of people very miserable.

Me included.

[Exhales]

Till now.

Oh...

Because now I get to answer life's big question.

My life, anyway.

Can I do it? Can I have it all?

[Cell phone rings]

Oh, sh*t.

[Phone ringing]

Hello?

Dexter, I need you to go to an all-Night pharmacy right away.

I'm kind of in the middle of something.

Well, harrison has an ear infection.

He's in a lot of pain, Dexter.

Whatever you're doing can wait.

Uh, right. My mistake. I wasn't thinking.

I'm on my way.

Kids.

Gotta go.

No time to savor this.

Clock's ticking.

But it's all about sacrifice.

[Muffled scream]

For the good of the family.

[Muffled scream]

Maybe tonight wasn't perfect.

Maybe I need to reboot the way I do things.

But at least I'm on the right road.

I'm on my way to taking care of my family, Raising my son.

And all the while doing what I have to do To satisfy a calling that I can't ignore...

Or deny.

I can do this.

Dexter!

You don't need to sleep!

You need to wake up!