Dexter: Resurrection (2025) s01e10 Episode Script
And Justice For All
1
Previously on Dexter
["STAYIN' ALIVE" BY BEE GEES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- Why?
- The gala this weekend.
Your left jacket sleeve
is slightly shorter than your right.
Son of a bitch.
Buddy of mine's hiring cater-waiters.
What part of the city's it in?
That Leon Prater guy's mansion.
You fucking stay away from my son.
[CHUCKLES] Whoa. Of course.
- [KNOCKS]
- Room service.
Charley came by work today.
She's fucking with your son.
[DEXTER] It's probably time
I pay Charley an unexpected
visit of her own.
She's taking care of her mother.
D-Did you kill my mom?
That's not who I am. Leave my son alone.
[ANGEL] Yeah, I need to speak
with, uh, Mr. Leon Prater.
I'm curious how you know this guy.
- You mean Mr. Schmidt?
- [ANGEL] No.
He's Dexter Morgan.
I worked with him for over 20 years
in Miami Metro Homicide.
[PRATER] I thought, with
everything going on here today,
we should meet in my vault.
Dexter Morgan.
- [GUN CLICKS]
- Stay cool. Stay very cool.
[PRATER] I know exactly who you are.
[GRUNTING]
I love it! [LAUGHS]
I have extensive files on
serial slayers across the globe.
And what's the plan for Angel?
That is the price of your admission.
[GRUNTING]
[DEXTER] So much for cooperation.
[GUNSHOTS]
Dexter Morgan fuck you.
[SCREAMS]
[PANTS] That was unbelievable.
[CHARLEY] I think you mean "stupid."
Pretty fucking stupid.
- I killed him.
- You killed a cop.
I've put up with these
psychopaths for years.
I don't even mind getting
rid of them for you,
but what happened in there,
that I did not sign up for.
I know. Things got really out of hand.
Are you not listening? You killed a cop,
right as every police
officer in the city
is coming here for your gala.
I'll take care of the gala,
just like everything in there
will take care of itself.
Are you just gonna leave him in there?
What do you want me to do? Let him out?
Introduce him to the
police commissioner?
Invite him to dance?
- [CHUCKLES]
- Okay. Point taken.
Ah.
Remember the rule of threes.
Three minutes without oxygen.
Three days without water.
Three weeks without food.
He's good on oxygen.
So, three days, then.
We can live with that,
right? Even if he can't.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I'm needed downstairs.
You stay here. No one
gets near that vault.
There's a first aid kit in the credenza.
Tend to that wound. I
need you at your best.
Shit. [SIGHS]
That gun killed Angel.
Can't get my prints on it.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
There has to be another way out.
[SIGHS, PANTING]
This was not on my list of ways to die.
[SIGHS]
Bet that wasn't on Batista's, either.
[SIGHS]
Rest in peace, Angel.
You were a good cop
and an even better man.
[SLOW CLAPPING]
Oops. You did it again.
That's what happens when you
try to be someone you're not.
I told Angel to go home.
Batista couldn't go home.
He spent 20 years thinking
you were his best friend,
and then another ten
mourning your death,
only to find out you're
a murderous psychopath,
and you never actually
felt anything for him.
Then why does his death hurt so much?
Because you're still
listening to your fake dad
instead of your actual
brother, your blood.
I offered you a life
with someone who
actually understands you,
and you killed me.
And then, you got a second chance
with Prater's little club,
and you fucked that one
up, too. And for what?
For people like Batista?
Your so-called friend,
whose dying words were,
by the way, "Fuck you."
I'm glad I killed you
when I had the chance.
[CAMERAS CLICKING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SKIN SIZZLING]
Three days, huh?
[STRAINING]
Good luck.
If I had the Bay Harbor Butcher
locked in a room full of weapons,
I wouldn't open that door for a month.
[HOOK CLANGS ON GROUND]
So, unless you want to start
carving up some Batista sashimi,
you're gonna die in here.
And your shriveled, emaciated corpse
will be Prater's greatest trophy yet.
I am not dying in here!
Somebody once told me
the world is gonna roll me ♪
I ain't the sharpest
tool in the shed ♪
She was looking kind of
dumb with her finger and ♪
[DEXTER] Shit. Only one
way to unlock this phone.
I'm so sorry, brother.
[PHONE CLICKS]
[BEEPS]
[PHONE BEEPS]
[QUINN OVER VOICEMAIL] Hey, Angel. Um
I got a call from some
detective in New York.
What the fuck are you
doing up there? Come home.
I'm worried about you, and, look,
the real reason why I'm
calling I can't handle
another day with Masuka.
He's driving me fucking nuts.
[DEXTER] I miss them,
but there's only one person I can call.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- [SIGHS]
- You said you were coming here
to protect your son.
Now you want to bring
him into the lion's den?
I promised to keep Harrison safe.
I can't do that if I die in here.
So this is all about
being a good father?
Not because you're afraid to die?
Both things can be true.
- [HARRISON] Mm.
- Mm. [CHUCKLES]
["I FEEL YOU" BY DEPECHE MODE PLAYING]
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- I should probably check that.
This is the morning of our love ♪
[PHONE BEEPS]
- [SIGHS]
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [HARRISON GRUNTS]
- Who the hell is Batista?
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- [HARRISON SIGHS]
Some fucking guy that
won't leave me alone,
- as-as you can see.
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- Hey, asshole.
Harrison can't talk right now.
His mouth is full of me.
Your heart it sings ♪
Oh, okay.
I feel ♪
Your dad wants to talk to you.
[HARRISON GRUNTS SOFTLY]
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
Hey, Dad.
What's up?
I hate to do this, but I need your help.
Why are you calling
from Batista's phone?
- Prater knows who I am.
- Dad, stop.
Why are you calling
from Batista's phone?
The last time you called
me from a cop's phone
Yeah, Logan. I know.
Harrison, listen to me.
Prater killed Batista.
And I'm next.
Fuck.
What can I do?
[PHONE RINGS, BEEPS]
Shit.
Yo, Harrison. What's good?
Yo. I was just wondering if that offer
was still good to work the gala?
Hey, my man wants some loot after all.
Yeah, I was just
picking up some supplies.
I'll text you the address.
Great.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[DEXTER] What's this?
Prater's files on all
his serial slayers.
Maybe the code to the
vault is in here somewhere.
You think Prater left a Post-it note
labeled "secret vault code"?
I can figure it out. It's
an eight-digit number.
You only get one chance.
And if anyone were to
put in the wrong code
- just once
- [KEYPAD BEEPS]
[ALARM BLARES]
Wait, Charlotte?
Charley Brown.
No wonder she's always so pissed off.
[DEXTER] Prater likes to
keep tabs on his employees.
[HARRY] Prater likes to
keep tabs on everyone.
Can you imagine the irony of you
going down as the Dark Passenger?
Yes. Gonna have to destroy these.
If you ever make it out of here.
He had to have written
something down somewhere.
[HARRY] Cooper Morris.
That's the guy Prater told
you about. Killed his parents.
And others.
What if Prater didn't
write the combination down
because it's a number he'd never forget.
Today's date.
Prater hosts his gala on the anniversary
of his parents' death.
The night Cooper Morris
killed Prater's parents
was the defining moment for him.
It's a pretty significant
eight-digit number,
- don't you think?
- That alarm goes off,
a hundred cops rush
upstairs. Better be sure.
Sure? I'm betting my life on it.
What about Harrison's life?
[SIGHS]
Attention, servers.
Behind those curtains are
the most powerful people
in New York City.
I want to see wine
glasses full at all times.
I want to see dishes cleared ASAP.
I need you all available.
You understand me?
And use your eyes, ears and mouths.
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- [LINE RINGS]
[PHONE RINGS, BEEPS]
- I'm in.
- [DEXTER] Great.
Can you get me a better view?
[SUPERVISOR] Okay, guys, let's
go. What are we waiting on?
- Move it. Move it.
- [SERVERS] Yes, ma'am.
[HARRISON] Got to get to work.
Okay.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
All right, where am I going?
The penthouse is above the
east wing of the mansion.
Got it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Allow me. Wow. You
That's a really good color on you.
Your sleeves are still uneven.
Now where am I headed?
Uh, all I see is champagne.
Fuck.
Okay, should I take those stairs?
No. Those don't lead to the penthouse.
There. What's that door?
Uh, the service kitchen?
Head there. Keep an eye
out for Prater and Charley.
They'll know something's
up if they see you.
I work with rich people all the time.
They never notice the help.
- Excuse me.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Leon, I saw the silent auction
has a charter on your yacht.
[PRATER] Just brought her up
from St. Bart's. Mr. Mayor.
At, uh, Chelsea Piers, right?
- How are you liking that?
- [PRATER CHUCKLES] Oh, boy.
I can tell you some stuff about that.
- [MAYOR] Uh, we're thinking of switching.
- Fuck. [SIGHS]
Well, we got that over with.
Let's not get cocky.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Past that freezer on the
left. Is that a staircase?
Fuck.
Harrison, get out of there.
Where do you think you're going?
Uh, a-actually, I was looking for you.
Uh, one of our waiters is really stoned.
Uh, I'm afraid he might be a liability
out there on the floor.
Point him out to me.
He's right there.
Thanks for the heads-up.
[CHUCKLES] Well played, son.
Yeah, remind me to make it up to Lance.
[CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUSE]
[PRATER] What a turnout.
Welcome, everyone, to my
favorite night of the year.
The Tenth Annual Gala
for New York's Finest.
- [CROWD CHEERING]
- Yeah!
The penthouse is five floors up.
Do those stairs go up that high?
Uh yeah.
This is five.
Uh, that goes to the roof.
Uh, I think I'm here.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
It's-it's locked.
Do you have anything to pick it with?
[SIGHS]
[DEXTER] Can you pick the lock
like I showed you at Iron Lake?
[HARRISON] It's not,
it's not quite catching.
[SIGHS]
Harrison Morgan.
You're going through a lot of trouble
for a man you barely know.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Have a seat.
Dad, what do I do?
Give the phone to Charley.
- My dad wants to talk to you.
- [CHUCKLES]
Ah, Charley Brown.
So good to see you.
We need you to open the vault.
[CHARLEY] As fun as that sounds,
I think I'll leave
the Bay Harbor Butcher
safely locked away.
- [CAMERA CLICKS]
- [DEXTER] Yeah,
I kind of figured you'd say that.
[PHONE CHIMES]
What's this?
[DEXTER] Just a little
something I found in your boss's
secret file cabinet.
Time-stamped right before
Mia's tragic suicide.
There's a whole file on you
paper trails, phone
logs, surveillance photos.
Looks like Prater's been
documenting your dirty work
for a very long time.
[INTENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
That motherfucker.
The thing is, Charley,
there's quite a few cops downstairs.
You'd be surprised how many of them
keep their AirDrop wide-open.
It would only take me a second.
And if you go to prison, who
would take care of your mom?
So here's the deal,
I destroy everything,
including the copies I
took on Batista's phone.
All you have to do
is let Harrison go and open the vault.
You'll never see or hear from us again.
You let my mom live.
So, here's what's gonna happen,
I let your son go,
and then I walk away.
You die in there.
Release those files any sooner,
and, well, you know how
good I am at finding people.
A month from now, a year from now,
two years from now, I kill your son,
after I torture him.
As long as you have it,
take a look at my file.
You'll see what I'm capable of.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some unfinished business
with my former employer.
If you were smart, you'd walk away, too.
There's nothing good in there.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
[PANTING]
Harrison, are you still there?
Dad, I'm here.
[PHONE BEEPS]
I'm losing battery on this.
Uh, switch to just audio.
I'm pretty sure I have
the code to the vault.
It's through the wine room.
There's a keypad on
the wall by the door.
But we only get one shot.
If I'm wrong, the alarm goes off.
And if that happens, you need
to get the hell out of here
before a hundred cops
rush up the stairs.
No pressure.
Harrison, you don't have to do this.
You can leave right
now. I would understand.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Just give me the code, Dad.
- Zero.
- [KEYPAD BEEPING]
Three.
Two. Six.
One. Nine.
Eight.
- W-Wait. Stop.
- What?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
That might not be the right
code. Can you start over?
Are you sure?
'Cause you second-guessing
yourself is not really
inspiring confidence.
Delete everything. Start over.
[KEYPAD BEEPING]
You ready?
Yeah.
Eight. Two. Six.
Six. One. Nine. Three. Four.
[SIGHS]
- Did you get all that?
- [PHONE BEEPS]
Okay.
Shit.
Dad?
Dad?
Fuck.
Dad! Do you want me to
[PANTING]
[SIGHS]
[LOCK CLICKING]
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
You did great.
- What the fuck is this place?
- Listen.
Wait right here.
I'm gonna grab a few things.
Don't let that door close.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Son. You should quit while you're ahead.
I want them.
[HARRY] You need to
deal with Prater first.
I will, but right above
a gala crawling with cops
is not the time. I
need to be in control.
These are mine.
Thanks for the bag, Sal.
[PANTING]
Let's go.
Tell me we're getting out of here.
- What's wrong?
- Shit.
- Dad?
- I forgot something in the vault.
- What-what is it?
- A fake thumbprint.
Adding that to the list
of things you're gonna
explain to me later.
That thumbprint is my only way out,
but you can go back
down the way you came.
Through the gala? Are you nuts?
It's like you said, "No
one notices the help."
No. I mean, I'm not leaving you.
Right now, Charley could be
telling Prater you're up here.
I'm not having you wait
around to see what he'll do.
- I need to know you're safe.
- What about you?
I'll be okay.
[SIGHS]
Harrison.
If something happens,
I just want you to know
I'm really glad you didn't kill me.
Me, too.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[POLICE COMMISSIONER] L.P.!
- [CHUCKLING] Hey. Hey. Yeah.
- Great party.
Listen, when can I get you
for a photo with my officers?
- Viv?
- I'll add it to the schedule.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Okay. Just can you hold on
one moment? I'll be right back.
- Let's go to my office.
- Here's good.
What's going on? You
shouldn't even be down here.
You're talking like
I still work for you.
I quit. I'm done protecting you.
♪
- You're not going anywhere.
- [CHARLEY] Why not?
Because you have a file with
compromising photos of me?
It wasn't enough for you to
hold my mother's health hostage?
You needed to own me.
How do you know about that file?
[DEXTER] Where's that
fucking thumbprint?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
I'm going to disappear.
You're going to keep paying
for my mother's medical care,
and all of our secrets stay secret.
Or we can go scorched earth.
Up to you.
Goodbye, Leon.
[CLEARS THROAT] Uh
All right, let's take
this party up a notch.
[CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUSE]
[PRATER] Is everybody
having a good time?
[CROWD CHEERING]
[CROWD GASPING]
Okay. Uh-oh.
Sounds like somebody needs to open
a few more bottles over there.
[LAUGHTER]
[PRATER] But, let's remember,
this gala is not about,
you know, champagne and caviar.
It is about raising money.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
to care for the brave officers
who have been wounded
in the line of duty.
That is why, tonight, I'm going to match
any and all contributions
made by 9:00 p.m.
[CROWD MURMURING]
Starting with my first
contribution of $1 million dollars.
[CROWD CHEERING]
I guess that makes
it $2 million dollars.
- [CROWD CHEERING]
- Ah!
Yes.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
So, I I don't want
to hog the spotlight
all night long, so
let's give a warm welcome
to my coconspirator in
this evening's shenanigans,
NYPD Commissioner Franklin McNamara.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Come on, Franklin.
So Uh
I, um
I-I-I couldn't be prouder
of the department
- Mr. Prater.
- Show me
all the cameras on the
north ballroom exit,
inside and out.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Shut down all the cameras.
- Sir, are you sure you want
- Do it.
Give me your gun. Give me your gun.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Hello, Harrison Morgan.
Mm. Please, head back
down the stairs, now.
Thank you.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[BEEPS]
[DEXTER] Prater has a
lot of expensive toys,
but I'll never be one of them.
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [PANTING]
I'm almost out. Where are you?
[PRATER OVER PHONE] Why
don't you come back upstairs?
Trust me,
you don't want to
miss this after-party.
[DEXTER] Where's my son?
Alive.
Where is my son?
Tell your father where you are.
W-We're in his wine room.
Harrison?
Bye, Dad.
["BADOOM" BY SCROUNGE]
You hear that? ♪
[BEEPS]
That's the sound of my heartbeat ♪
To the beat of the drums ♪
It goes badoom, badoom, badoom ♪
I'm tired, too, I'm tired, too ♪
[DEXTER] Things would be a
lot easier if I didn't care.
Resting on my shoulders,
like badoom, badoom ♪
[DEXTER] Is this the
cost of loving someone?
I'm tired, too ♪
Get that fucker.
I'm tired ♪
I'm tired, too ♪
So glad you could join us.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
We both have compromising
info on each other.
Release my son, you'll
never see me again.
You don't have to do this.
Actually, mm, I do.
I've always admired people like you,
but today, I finally got a taste
of what it's like to be you,
and it felt exhilarating.
So thank you for giving me the, uh,
what did you call that? The
the itch? The need?
The the great yearning?
The urge. Yes, the urge. That's it.
That's it. I finally have that.
[SIGHS] My heart is racing
just talking about it.
Maybe this was my destiny all along.
But I never would've known
if you hadn't pushed me.
That is why I'm so honored
that you are here to witness
my first proper,
non-impulsive kill. [GRUNTS]
[DEXTER] Love does have a cost.
And this is the ultimate price.
If this is your big show-and-tell
you can do better.
[DROPS KNIFE]
Kill me instead.
You will be the apex predator,
the best of the best,
the man who took out
the Bay Harbor Butcher.
Kill me
and leave Harrison to
live with the consequences,
just like the man who killed
your parents did to you.
Yeah, but unlike Cooper Morris,
I can't leave a witness. Mm.
I'm sorry I couldn't give you
the protection that you needed.
If you're spending the night
there, you might want some
protection.
[GUNSHOT]
[BODY THUDS]
That better be the last
time you tell someone
to shoot you in the chest.
[PANTING]
What are we gonna do with him?
There's no "we." You're leaving, now.
Claudette's still in the ballroom.
If she sees either one of us,
finds Batista, not a good look.
Here.
Use this.
Take the elevator down
and go through the garage.
How are you gonna get out?
I'll thumb a ride.
Yeah.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROANING]
[GRUNTING]
Help! [GASPING]
What's wrong? I thought
you loved it in here.
Please, don't hurt me. Please, please.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
[SHUSHING] Don't be scared.
It's like you told me,
"Death is a natural,
necessary part of life."
I'll give you anything you want.
A life of luxury.
I'm good.
[SWALLOWS, GRUNTS]
What about your son? Mm.
Don't you want Harrison
to go to a good college?
I'll give you enough money
to send his grandchildren to college.
Never utter my son's name again!
Okay. Okay. Oh, God.
[GROANS]
None of this would've happened
if you'd just killed that
cop when you were supposed to.
Yeah, sorry to disappoint. I
try not to kill good people.
A serial killer with a conscience?
A Code.
Given to me by my father.
He understood my childhood
fated me to be like this.
Just like your childhood fated you
to be like you are.
But my father had a thing for justice.
He taught me to kill only bad people.
So, I was intrigued when
I found Red's invitation.
Your dinner
offered a buffet of
killers to feed my urges.
But then I got here. [LAUGHS]
Being around like-minded people.
Oh, it was intoxicating.
That's-that's-that's
what I always wanted.
- I know.
- A place
for people like you,
where they can belong.
We all want to belong.
Yeah, I got to hear Al and Lowell
and Mia
and Gareth speak so freely, openly
[GIGGLES] gleefully
about their kills.
And it was a fucking revelation.
I knew that you would enjoy it. I knew.
But
then I realized all their
victims were innocent people.
Not so like-minded after all.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
You made a compelling offer.
Chance to give my son
generational wealth
over generational trauma.
But
I learned something about myself here.
That thing for justice?
Maybe it runs in the family.
Uh It's not about
the thrill of the kill?
[CHUCKLES]
Both things can be true.
Okay. Big smiles from everyone.
[OLIVA] She means you. Look happy.
It is my preference to not
smile for no apparent reason.
[CHUCKLES]
How much longer do I have to be up here?
We still have to pose with
Prater. Any minute now.
Where is he? I do not see him.
Mayor Thompson. Would you do us
the honor of announcing
tonight's fundraising total?
Oh, I thought Leon was gonna do it.
- Uh, still no sign of him?
- I am going home.
[VIVIAN] Please, everyone
needs to remain on the stage.
We're about to make
the big announcement.
You don't want to miss that.
Uh, hello, everyone. Uh,
please turn your attention
to the clock.
It's almost time for our grand total.
In five.
[ALL] Four.
Three. Two. One.
[CHEERING]
And that brings our grand total,
with Leon Prater's generous match,
to $22.8 million dollars.
- [CHEERING]
- Leon, where are you?
[CROWD CHANTING] Prater!
Prater! Prater! Prater! Prater!
[CHANTING CONTINUES FAINTLY]
[PRATER GRUNTING]
[SHUSHING]
You hear that?
Enjoy it now
because, after you disappear,
you'll just be
remembered as a cop killer
with a serial killer fetish.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ah! No.
[STRAINING]
[SIGHS]
[SCALPEL CLATTERS]
I'm not going in the blood slide box?
Nope.
You're not.
Oh, God. Oh, God. [LAUGHS] Yes.
I knew you'd see it my way.
Nobody can turn down that
kind of money. No. [LAUGHS]
Oh. No.
[WHIMPERS]
I am going to kill you.
But-but you
I keep trophies to remember,
and I don't want to remember you.
[GASPS, SCREAMS]
[GRUNTING]
[INHALES]
[GRUNTS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, I am leaving. My time is valuable,
and I would like to use it to sleep.
- Let me walk you out.
- There is no need.
I can hail a cab by myself.
Thank you.
["STAYIN' ALIVE" BY BEE GEES PLAYING]
What's happening?
Well, you can tell by
the way I use my walk ♪
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk ♪
The music loud and the women warm ♪
I've been kicked
around since I was born ♪
And now it's all right ♪
Will you be joining me,
or do you prefer to merely
stand there and watch?
But we can try to understand ♪
The New York Times' effect on man ♪
Whether you're a brother
or whether you're a mother ♪
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive ♪
Feel the city breakin'
and everybody shakin' ♪
And we're stayin' alive ♪
[LOW, OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
Goodbye.
For real this time.
[DEXTER] Looks like that private
charter might be up for grabs.
Time for the world to
see the real Leon Prater.
Stayin' alive ♪
Feel the city breakin'
and everybody shakin' ♪
And we're stayin'
alive, stayin' alive ♪
- Ah, ah ♪
- [ALARM BLARING]
That's coming from the penthouse.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[BEEPS]
[ALARM CONTINUES BLARING]
Somebody turn off that fucking alarm.
[ALARM STOPS]
What the hell is this place?
We got to call this in.
No one to call, kid. We're all here.
Got a body over here.
And a gun.
["CRISTO REDENTOR" BY DONALD BYRD]
Jesus.
[DEXTER] Being back on a boat
is a resurrection of sorts,
but it's different this time.
Harry taught me the Code to
keep me from getting caught,
to control my urges.
Still no sign of Prater?
No, but guess whose
prints were on that gun.
Wait.
It belonged to Captain Batista.
[OLIVA] Claudette.
Check this out.
Look at this.
[GASPS]
[DEXTER] But my urges are evolving.
♪
When I came back from the dead,
I thought I was fated
to a solitary existence.
What's going on?
We're leaving this cesspool of a city.
- What? Where are we going?
- Home.
Home?
We're going back to Amherst.
I bought the house you brought me up in.
What about your job?
Your-your students?
We have a lot to talk about.
[DEXTER] But maybe I'm
not built for solitude.
I need people like
Blessing and his family.
As Al said, even people
like me need to belong.
Harry always pushed me to lean on Deb,
but she's gone.
I miss her.
But now, I have Harrison.
He can lean on me.
And when my darker
urges start to swell
I can lean on him,
to become more human,
more connected.
[SPLASHES]
To remind me why I do what I do.
[SPLASHES]
I used to wish that I
could be different, normal.
A life without my Dark Passenger.
But who am I kidding?
This is who I am, what I am.
I'm Dexter Morgan.
I'm exactly who I need to be,
exactly who you want me to be.
[EERIE MUSIC]
Previously on Dexter
["STAYIN' ALIVE" BY BEE GEES]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
- Why?
- The gala this weekend.
Your left jacket sleeve
is slightly shorter than your right.
Son of a bitch.
Buddy of mine's hiring cater-waiters.
What part of the city's it in?
That Leon Prater guy's mansion.
You fucking stay away from my son.
[CHUCKLES] Whoa. Of course.
- [KNOCKS]
- Room service.
Charley came by work today.
She's fucking with your son.
[DEXTER] It's probably time
I pay Charley an unexpected
visit of her own.
She's taking care of her mother.
D-Did you kill my mom?
That's not who I am. Leave my son alone.
[ANGEL] Yeah, I need to speak
with, uh, Mr. Leon Prater.
I'm curious how you know this guy.
- You mean Mr. Schmidt?
- [ANGEL] No.
He's Dexter Morgan.
I worked with him for over 20 years
in Miami Metro Homicide.
[PRATER] I thought, with
everything going on here today,
we should meet in my vault.
Dexter Morgan.
- [GUN CLICKS]
- Stay cool. Stay very cool.
[PRATER] I know exactly who you are.
[GRUNTING]
I love it! [LAUGHS]
I have extensive files on
serial slayers across the globe.
And what's the plan for Angel?
That is the price of your admission.
[GRUNTING]
[DEXTER] So much for cooperation.
[GUNSHOTS]
Dexter Morgan fuck you.
[SCREAMS]
[PANTS] That was unbelievable.
[CHARLEY] I think you mean "stupid."
Pretty fucking stupid.
- I killed him.
- You killed a cop.
I've put up with these
psychopaths for years.
I don't even mind getting
rid of them for you,
but what happened in there,
that I did not sign up for.
I know. Things got really out of hand.
Are you not listening? You killed a cop,
right as every police
officer in the city
is coming here for your gala.
I'll take care of the gala,
just like everything in there
will take care of itself.
Are you just gonna leave him in there?
What do you want me to do? Let him out?
Introduce him to the
police commissioner?
Invite him to dance?
- [CHUCKLES]
- Okay. Point taken.
Ah.
Remember the rule of threes.
Three minutes without oxygen.
Three days without water.
Three weeks without food.
He's good on oxygen.
So, three days, then.
We can live with that,
right? Even if he can't.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
I'm needed downstairs.
You stay here. No one
gets near that vault.
There's a first aid kit in the credenza.
Tend to that wound. I
need you at your best.
Shit. [SIGHS]
That gun killed Angel.
Can't get my prints on it.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
There has to be another way out.
[SIGHS, PANTING]
This was not on my list of ways to die.
[SIGHS]
Bet that wasn't on Batista's, either.
[SIGHS]
Rest in peace, Angel.
You were a good cop
and an even better man.
[SLOW CLAPPING]
Oops. You did it again.
That's what happens when you
try to be someone you're not.
I told Angel to go home.
Batista couldn't go home.
He spent 20 years thinking
you were his best friend,
and then another ten
mourning your death,
only to find out you're
a murderous psychopath,
and you never actually
felt anything for him.
Then why does his death hurt so much?
Because you're still
listening to your fake dad
instead of your actual
brother, your blood.
I offered you a life
with someone who
actually understands you,
and you killed me.
And then, you got a second chance
with Prater's little club,
and you fucked that one
up, too. And for what?
For people like Batista?
Your so-called friend,
whose dying words were,
by the way, "Fuck you."
I'm glad I killed you
when I had the chance.
[CAMERAS CLICKING]
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[SKIN SIZZLING]
Three days, huh?
[STRAINING]
Good luck.
If I had the Bay Harbor Butcher
locked in a room full of weapons,
I wouldn't open that door for a month.
[HOOK CLANGS ON GROUND]
So, unless you want to start
carving up some Batista sashimi,
you're gonna die in here.
And your shriveled, emaciated corpse
will be Prater's greatest trophy yet.
I am not dying in here!
Somebody once told me
the world is gonna roll me ♪
I ain't the sharpest
tool in the shed ♪
She was looking kind of
dumb with her finger and ♪
[DEXTER] Shit. Only one
way to unlock this phone.
I'm so sorry, brother.
[PHONE CLICKS]
[BEEPS]
[PHONE BEEPS]
[QUINN OVER VOICEMAIL] Hey, Angel. Um
I got a call from some
detective in New York.
What the fuck are you
doing up there? Come home.
I'm worried about you, and, look,
the real reason why I'm
calling I can't handle
another day with Masuka.
He's driving me fucking nuts.
[DEXTER] I miss them,
but there's only one person I can call.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
- [SIGHS]
- You said you were coming here
to protect your son.
Now you want to bring
him into the lion's den?
I promised to keep Harrison safe.
I can't do that if I die in here.
So this is all about
being a good father?
Not because you're afraid to die?
Both things can be true.
- [HARRISON] Mm.
- Mm. [CHUCKLES]
["I FEEL YOU" BY DEPECHE MODE PLAYING]
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- I should probably check that.
This is the morning of our love ♪
[PHONE BEEPS]
- [SIGHS]
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [HARRISON GRUNTS]
- Who the hell is Batista?
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- [HARRISON SIGHS]
Some fucking guy that
won't leave me alone,
- as-as you can see.
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- Hey, asshole.
Harrison can't talk right now.
His mouth is full of me.
Your heart it sings ♪
Oh, okay.
I feel ♪
Your dad wants to talk to you.
[HARRISON GRUNTS SOFTLY]
[SIGHS]
[SIGHS]
Hey, Dad.
What's up?
I hate to do this, but I need your help.
Why are you calling
from Batista's phone?
- Prater knows who I am.
- Dad, stop.
Why are you calling
from Batista's phone?
The last time you called
me from a cop's phone
Yeah, Logan. I know.
Harrison, listen to me.
Prater killed Batista.
And I'm next.
Fuck.
What can I do?
[PHONE RINGS, BEEPS]
Shit.
Yo, Harrison. What's good?
Yo. I was just wondering if that offer
was still good to work the gala?
Hey, my man wants some loot after all.
Yeah, I was just
picking up some supplies.
I'll text you the address.
Great.
[PHONE BEEPS]
[DEXTER] What's this?
Prater's files on all
his serial slayers.
Maybe the code to the
vault is in here somewhere.
You think Prater left a Post-it note
labeled "secret vault code"?
I can figure it out. It's
an eight-digit number.
You only get one chance.
And if anyone were to
put in the wrong code
- just once
- [KEYPAD BEEPS]
[ALARM BLARES]
Wait, Charlotte?
Charley Brown.
No wonder she's always so pissed off.
[DEXTER] Prater likes to
keep tabs on his employees.
[HARRY] Prater likes to
keep tabs on everyone.
Can you imagine the irony of you
going down as the Dark Passenger?
Yes. Gonna have to destroy these.
If you ever make it out of here.
He had to have written
something down somewhere.
[HARRY] Cooper Morris.
That's the guy Prater told
you about. Killed his parents.
And others.
What if Prater didn't
write the combination down
because it's a number he'd never forget.
Today's date.
Prater hosts his gala on the anniversary
of his parents' death.
The night Cooper Morris
killed Prater's parents
was the defining moment for him.
It's a pretty significant
eight-digit number,
- don't you think?
- That alarm goes off,
a hundred cops rush
upstairs. Better be sure.
Sure? I'm betting my life on it.
What about Harrison's life?
[SIGHS]
Attention, servers.
Behind those curtains are
the most powerful people
in New York City.
I want to see wine
glasses full at all times.
I want to see dishes cleared ASAP.
I need you all available.
You understand me?
And use your eyes, ears and mouths.
- [PHONE BEEPS]
- [LINE RINGS]
[PHONE RINGS, BEEPS]
- I'm in.
- [DEXTER] Great.
Can you get me a better view?
[SUPERVISOR] Okay, guys, let's
go. What are we waiting on?
- Move it. Move it.
- [SERVERS] Yes, ma'am.
[HARRISON] Got to get to work.
Okay.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
All right, where am I going?
The penthouse is above the
east wing of the mansion.
Got it.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Allow me. Wow. You
That's a really good color on you.
Your sleeves are still uneven.
Now where am I headed?
Uh, all I see is champagne.
Fuck.
Okay, should I take those stairs?
No. Those don't lead to the penthouse.
There. What's that door?
Uh, the service kitchen?
Head there. Keep an eye
out for Prater and Charley.
They'll know something's
up if they see you.
I work with rich people all the time.
They never notice the help.
- Excuse me.
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]
Leon, I saw the silent auction
has a charter on your yacht.
[PRATER] Just brought her up
from St. Bart's. Mr. Mayor.
At, uh, Chelsea Piers, right?
- How are you liking that?
- [PRATER CHUCKLES] Oh, boy.
I can tell you some stuff about that.
- [MAYOR] Uh, we're thinking of switching.
- Fuck. [SIGHS]
Well, we got that over with.
Let's not get cocky.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Past that freezer on the
left. Is that a staircase?
Fuck.
Harrison, get out of there.
Where do you think you're going?
Uh, a-actually, I was looking for you.
Uh, one of our waiters is really stoned.
Uh, I'm afraid he might be a liability
out there on the floor.
Point him out to me.
He's right there.
Thanks for the heads-up.
[CHUCKLES] Well played, son.
Yeah, remind me to make it up to Lance.
[CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUSE]
[PRATER] What a turnout.
Welcome, everyone, to my
favorite night of the year.
The Tenth Annual Gala
for New York's Finest.
- [CROWD CHEERING]
- Yeah!
The penthouse is five floors up.
Do those stairs go up that high?
Uh yeah.
This is five.
Uh, that goes to the roof.
Uh, I think I'm here.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
It's-it's locked.
Do you have anything to pick it with?
[SIGHS]
[DEXTER] Can you pick the lock
like I showed you at Iron Lake?
[HARRISON] It's not,
it's not quite catching.
[SIGHS]
Harrison Morgan.
You're going through a lot of trouble
for a man you barely know.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Have a seat.
Dad, what do I do?
Give the phone to Charley.
- My dad wants to talk to you.
- [CHUCKLES]
Ah, Charley Brown.
So good to see you.
We need you to open the vault.
[CHARLEY] As fun as that sounds,
I think I'll leave
the Bay Harbor Butcher
safely locked away.
- [CAMERA CLICKS]
- [DEXTER] Yeah,
I kind of figured you'd say that.
[PHONE CHIMES]
What's this?
[DEXTER] Just a little
something I found in your boss's
secret file cabinet.
Time-stamped right before
Mia's tragic suicide.
There's a whole file on you
paper trails, phone
logs, surveillance photos.
Looks like Prater's been
documenting your dirty work
for a very long time.
[INTENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
That motherfucker.
The thing is, Charley,
there's quite a few cops downstairs.
You'd be surprised how many of them
keep their AirDrop wide-open.
It would only take me a second.
And if you go to prison, who
would take care of your mom?
So here's the deal,
I destroy everything,
including the copies I
took on Batista's phone.
All you have to do
is let Harrison go and open the vault.
You'll never see or hear from us again.
You let my mom live.
So, here's what's gonna happen,
I let your son go,
and then I walk away.
You die in there.
Release those files any sooner,
and, well, you know how
good I am at finding people.
A month from now, a year from now,
two years from now, I kill your son,
after I torture him.
As long as you have it,
take a look at my file.
You'll see what I'm capable of.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have some unfinished business
with my former employer.
If you were smart, you'd walk away, too.
There's nothing good in there.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
[PANTING]
Harrison, are you still there?
Dad, I'm here.
[PHONE BEEPS]
I'm losing battery on this.
Uh, switch to just audio.
I'm pretty sure I have
the code to the vault.
It's through the wine room.
There's a keypad on
the wall by the door.
But we only get one shot.
If I'm wrong, the alarm goes off.
And if that happens, you need
to get the hell out of here
before a hundred cops
rush up the stairs.
No pressure.
Harrison, you don't have to do this.
You can leave right
now. I would understand.
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Just give me the code, Dad.
- Zero.
- [KEYPAD BEEPING]
Three.
Two. Six.
One. Nine.
Eight.
- W-Wait. Stop.
- What?
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
That might not be the right
code. Can you start over?
Are you sure?
'Cause you second-guessing
yourself is not really
inspiring confidence.
Delete everything. Start over.
[KEYPAD BEEPING]
You ready?
Yeah.
Eight. Two. Six.
Six. One. Nine. Three. Four.
[SIGHS]
- Did you get all that?
- [PHONE BEEPS]
Okay.
Shit.
Dad?
Dad?
Fuck.
Dad! Do you want me to
[PANTING]
[SIGHS]
[LOCK CLICKING]
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
[GRUNTS]
You did great.
- What the fuck is this place?
- Listen.
Wait right here.
I'm gonna grab a few things.
Don't let that door close.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Son. You should quit while you're ahead.
I want them.
[HARRY] You need to
deal with Prater first.
I will, but right above
a gala crawling with cops
is not the time. I
need to be in control.
These are mine.
Thanks for the bag, Sal.
[PANTING]
Let's go.
Tell me we're getting out of here.
- What's wrong?
- Shit.
- Dad?
- I forgot something in the vault.
- What-what is it?
- A fake thumbprint.
Adding that to the list
of things you're gonna
explain to me later.
That thumbprint is my only way out,
but you can go back
down the way you came.
Through the gala? Are you nuts?
It's like you said, "No
one notices the help."
No. I mean, I'm not leaving you.
Right now, Charley could be
telling Prater you're up here.
I'm not having you wait
around to see what he'll do.
- I need to know you're safe.
- What about you?
I'll be okay.
[SIGHS]
Harrison.
If something happens,
I just want you to know
I'm really glad you didn't kill me.
Me, too.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[POLICE COMMISSIONER] L.P.!
- [CHUCKLING] Hey. Hey. Yeah.
- Great party.
Listen, when can I get you
for a photo with my officers?
- Viv?
- I'll add it to the schedule.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Okay. Just can you hold on
one moment? I'll be right back.
- Let's go to my office.
- Here's good.
What's going on? You
shouldn't even be down here.
You're talking like
I still work for you.
I quit. I'm done protecting you.
♪
- You're not going anywhere.
- [CHARLEY] Why not?
Because you have a file with
compromising photos of me?
It wasn't enough for you to
hold my mother's health hostage?
You needed to own me.
How do you know about that file?
[DEXTER] Where's that
fucking thumbprint?
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
I'm going to disappear.
You're going to keep paying
for my mother's medical care,
and all of our secrets stay secret.
Or we can go scorched earth.
Up to you.
Goodbye, Leon.
[CLEARS THROAT] Uh
All right, let's take
this party up a notch.
[CROWD CHEERING, APPLAUSE]
[PRATER] Is everybody
having a good time?
[CROWD CHEERING]
[CROWD GASPING]
Okay. Uh-oh.
Sounds like somebody needs to open
a few more bottles over there.
[LAUGHTER]
[PRATER] But, let's remember,
this gala is not about,
you know, champagne and caviar.
It is about raising money.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
[SIGHS]
to care for the brave officers
who have been wounded
in the line of duty.
That is why, tonight, I'm going to match
any and all contributions
made by 9:00 p.m.
[CROWD MURMURING]
Starting with my first
contribution of $1 million dollars.
[CROWD CHEERING]
I guess that makes
it $2 million dollars.
- [CROWD CHEERING]
- Ah!
Yes.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
So, I I don't want
to hog the spotlight
all night long, so
let's give a warm welcome
to my coconspirator in
this evening's shenanigans,
NYPD Commissioner Franklin McNamara.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Come on, Franklin.
So Uh
I, um
I-I-I couldn't be prouder
of the department
- Mr. Prater.
- Show me
all the cameras on the
north ballroom exit,
inside and out.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
Shut down all the cameras.
- Sir, are you sure you want
- Do it.
Give me your gun. Give me your gun.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Hello, Harrison Morgan.
Mm. Please, head back
down the stairs, now.
Thank you.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
[BEEPS]
[DEXTER] Prater has a
lot of expensive toys,
but I'll never be one of them.
- [PHONE BUZZING]
- [PANTING]
I'm almost out. Where are you?
[PRATER OVER PHONE] Why
don't you come back upstairs?
Trust me,
you don't want to
miss this after-party.
[DEXTER] Where's my son?
Alive.
Where is my son?
Tell your father where you are.
W-We're in his wine room.
Harrison?
Bye, Dad.
["BADOOM" BY SCROUNGE]
You hear that? ♪
[BEEPS]
That's the sound of my heartbeat ♪
To the beat of the drums ♪
It goes badoom, badoom, badoom ♪
I'm tired, too, I'm tired, too ♪
[DEXTER] Things would be a
lot easier if I didn't care.
Resting on my shoulders,
like badoom, badoom ♪
[DEXTER] Is this the
cost of loving someone?
I'm tired, too ♪
Get that fucker.
I'm tired ♪
I'm tired, too ♪
So glad you could join us.
[TENSE, SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
We both have compromising
info on each other.
Release my son, you'll
never see me again.
You don't have to do this.
Actually, mm, I do.
I've always admired people like you,
but today, I finally got a taste
of what it's like to be you,
and it felt exhilarating.
So thank you for giving me the, uh,
what did you call that? The
the itch? The need?
The the great yearning?
The urge. Yes, the urge. That's it.
That's it. I finally have that.
[SIGHS] My heart is racing
just talking about it.
Maybe this was my destiny all along.
But I never would've known
if you hadn't pushed me.
That is why I'm so honored
that you are here to witness
my first proper,
non-impulsive kill. [GRUNTS]
[DEXTER] Love does have a cost.
And this is the ultimate price.
If this is your big show-and-tell
you can do better.
[DROPS KNIFE]
Kill me instead.
You will be the apex predator,
the best of the best,
the man who took out
the Bay Harbor Butcher.
Kill me
and leave Harrison to
live with the consequences,
just like the man who killed
your parents did to you.
Yeah, but unlike Cooper Morris,
I can't leave a witness. Mm.
I'm sorry I couldn't give you
the protection that you needed.
If you're spending the night
there, you might want some
protection.
[GUNSHOT]
[BODY THUDS]
That better be the last
time you tell someone
to shoot you in the chest.
[PANTING]
What are we gonna do with him?
There's no "we." You're leaving, now.
Claudette's still in the ballroom.
If she sees either one of us,
finds Batista, not a good look.
Here.
Use this.
Take the elevator down
and go through the garage.
How are you gonna get out?
I'll thumb a ride.
Yeah.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[GROANING]
[GRUNTING]
Help! [GASPING]
What's wrong? I thought
you loved it in here.
Please, don't hurt me. Please, please.
Oh, God. Oh, God.
[SHUSHING] Don't be scared.
It's like you told me,
"Death is a natural,
necessary part of life."
I'll give you anything you want.
A life of luxury.
I'm good.
[SWALLOWS, GRUNTS]
What about your son? Mm.
Don't you want Harrison
to go to a good college?
I'll give you enough money
to send his grandchildren to college.
Never utter my son's name again!
Okay. Okay. Oh, God.
[GROANS]
None of this would've happened
if you'd just killed that
cop when you were supposed to.
Yeah, sorry to disappoint. I
try not to kill good people.
A serial killer with a conscience?
A Code.
Given to me by my father.
He understood my childhood
fated me to be like this.
Just like your childhood fated you
to be like you are.
But my father had a thing for justice.
He taught me to kill only bad people.
So, I was intrigued when
I found Red's invitation.
Your dinner
offered a buffet of
killers to feed my urges.
But then I got here. [LAUGHS]
Being around like-minded people.
Oh, it was intoxicating.
That's-that's-that's
what I always wanted.
- I know.
- A place
for people like you,
where they can belong.
We all want to belong.
Yeah, I got to hear Al and Lowell
and Mia
and Gareth speak so freely, openly
[GIGGLES] gleefully
about their kills.
And it was a fucking revelation.
I knew that you would enjoy it. I knew.
But
then I realized all their
victims were innocent people.
Not so like-minded after all.
[OMINOUS MUSIC]
You made a compelling offer.
Chance to give my son
generational wealth
over generational trauma.
But
I learned something about myself here.
That thing for justice?
Maybe it runs in the family.
Uh It's not about
the thrill of the kill?
[CHUCKLES]
Both things can be true.
Okay. Big smiles from everyone.
[OLIVA] She means you. Look happy.
It is my preference to not
smile for no apparent reason.
[CHUCKLES]
How much longer do I have to be up here?
We still have to pose with
Prater. Any minute now.
Where is he? I do not see him.
Mayor Thompson. Would you do us
the honor of announcing
tonight's fundraising total?
Oh, I thought Leon was gonna do it.
- Uh, still no sign of him?
- I am going home.
[VIVIAN] Please, everyone
needs to remain on the stage.
We're about to make
the big announcement.
You don't want to miss that.
Uh, hello, everyone. Uh,
please turn your attention
to the clock.
It's almost time for our grand total.
In five.
[ALL] Four.
Three. Two. One.
[CHEERING]
And that brings our grand total,
with Leon Prater's generous match,
to $22.8 million dollars.
- [CHEERING]
- Leon, where are you?
[CROWD CHANTING] Prater!
Prater! Prater! Prater! Prater!
[CHANTING CONTINUES FAINTLY]
[PRATER GRUNTING]
[SHUSHING]
You hear that?
Enjoy it now
because, after you disappear,
you'll just be
remembered as a cop killer
with a serial killer fetish.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
Ah! No.
[STRAINING]
[SIGHS]
[SCALPEL CLATTERS]
I'm not going in the blood slide box?
Nope.
You're not.
Oh, God. Oh, God. [LAUGHS] Yes.
I knew you'd see it my way.
Nobody can turn down that
kind of money. No. [LAUGHS]
Oh. No.
[WHIMPERS]
I am going to kill you.
But-but you
I keep trophies to remember,
and I don't want to remember you.
[GASPS, SCREAMS]
[GRUNTING]
[INHALES]
[GRUNTS]
[DRAMATIC MUSIC]
♪
[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
Now, I am leaving. My time is valuable,
and I would like to use it to sleep.
- Let me walk you out.
- There is no need.
I can hail a cab by myself.
Thank you.
["STAYIN' ALIVE" BY BEE GEES PLAYING]
What's happening?
Well, you can tell by
the way I use my walk ♪
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk ♪
The music loud and the women warm ♪
I've been kicked
around since I was born ♪
And now it's all right ♪
Will you be joining me,
or do you prefer to merely
stand there and watch?
But we can try to understand ♪
The New York Times' effect on man ♪
Whether you're a brother
or whether you're a mother ♪
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive ♪
Feel the city breakin'
and everybody shakin' ♪
And we're stayin' alive ♪
[LOW, OMINOUS MUSIC]
[GRUNTS]
Goodbye.
For real this time.
[DEXTER] Looks like that private
charter might be up for grabs.
Time for the world to
see the real Leon Prater.
Stayin' alive ♪
Feel the city breakin'
and everybody shakin' ♪
And we're stayin'
alive, stayin' alive ♪
- Ah, ah ♪
- [ALARM BLARING]
That's coming from the penthouse.
[TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC]
[BEEPS]
[ALARM CONTINUES BLARING]
Somebody turn off that fucking alarm.
[ALARM STOPS]
What the hell is this place?
We got to call this in.
No one to call, kid. We're all here.
Got a body over here.
And a gun.
["CRISTO REDENTOR" BY DONALD BYRD]
Jesus.
[DEXTER] Being back on a boat
is a resurrection of sorts,
but it's different this time.
Harry taught me the Code to
keep me from getting caught,
to control my urges.
Still no sign of Prater?
No, but guess whose
prints were on that gun.
Wait.
It belonged to Captain Batista.
[OLIVA] Claudette.
Check this out.
Look at this.
[GASPS]
[DEXTER] But my urges are evolving.
♪
When I came back from the dead,
I thought I was fated
to a solitary existence.
What's going on?
We're leaving this cesspool of a city.
- What? Where are we going?
- Home.
Home?
We're going back to Amherst.
I bought the house you brought me up in.
What about your job?
Your-your students?
We have a lot to talk about.
[DEXTER] But maybe I'm
not built for solitude.
I need people like
Blessing and his family.
As Al said, even people
like me need to belong.
Harry always pushed me to lean on Deb,
but she's gone.
I miss her.
But now, I have Harrison.
He can lean on me.
And when my darker
urges start to swell
I can lean on him,
to become more human,
more connected.
[SPLASHES]
To remind me why I do what I do.
[SPLASHES]
I used to wish that I
could be different, normal.
A life without my Dark Passenger.
But who am I kidding?
This is who I am, what I am.
I'm Dexter Morgan.
I'm exactly who I need to be,
exactly who you want me to be.
[EERIE MUSIC]