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Previously on Dexter. Ryan!

This fucker quit on me. Don't suppose
you know a spot that can fix this.

Father? Are you okay?

Take the bitch out of here if you want!
There's always more.

No, no!

Wow.

It's like seeing a ghost.

I know what you mean.

We have a serial killer who's taking out
rideshare drivers.

They call him the Dark Passenger. The
what?

You want to go after that serial killer.
He stole my name. You met the dark

passenger. Can I show you the video?

It's a camera shy hoodie. The hood has
infrared light. It washes everything

Are you him?

Who? The guy who broke into my apartment
and left the invitation with all my

trophies. I'm here because of all the
innocent people you killed.

You are cordially invited to a dinner
party for like -minded individuals who

share similar passions. There's only
room in this world for one dark

No!

What do you think?

I don't think you should go.

I meant about the outfit.

It could be a trap.

We used to bait suspects like that all
the time.

Red said this was with his bloody
driver's licenses. The police would have

arrested him, not left him a secret
admirer note.

Come on, trophies, similar passions,
like -minded individuals.

It's a dinner party for serial killers.

An all -you -can -eat buffet for the
dark passenger.

And what if they don't believe you're
Red?

Red didn't leave much to believe in.

There's no pictures here, no online
presence.

Every time he went outside, he wore all
of this.

The thumbprint's required for entry, but
didn't say it had to be mine.

Who's got a fake print passage for Red?

This guy.

I just need one of Red's trophies.

I can't stop you from going, son.

But I can urge you to be careful.

I'm tired of being careful.

There's only been one other known serial
killer meetup.

Supposedly had other serial killers out
to his farm in the Pacific Northwest.

For a grotesque orgy of sex and carnage.

What if it's like that?

What if they want to kill together?

What if they want to... Okay, your 20
questions are over.

I promise if this is too good to be
true, I'll be prepared.

Is that the face you plan to wear out in
public today?

What? This is a tip killer.

You've got to work on your customer
service face.

Okay.

Eyes wide open.

Big, closed -mouthed smile.

Slight head tilt so they know you're
really listening.

You know, the opposite of whatever this
is.

Is this what they're teaching you in
hospitality classes?

Oh, hell no.

Learned this in the mean corridors for a
very luxury hotel.

Sorry.

Hello?

Hello, this is Quentin Jewelry Repair.
Your watch is ready.

This fucker quit on me. Don't suppose
you know a spot that can fix this.

Hello? Yeah, I'm actually tied up at
work.

Oh, no problem. I'll have someone drop
it off. What's the guest's name?

No, I can come get it. I'll come get it.

Red worked so hard to stay in the
shadows, unrecognized, unseen.

Did he ever regret our lonely power?

Ronald Schmidt.

Call me Red.

First test passed.

Not on your life up front.

This isn't your car, Mr. Dark Passenger.
Looks like someone came prepared.

Are you the friend?

No.

I just left the invitation.

What'd you think when you found it in
your sorcery card binder?

I was spooked at first. I almost left
town.

But the money was nice.

Money always changes everything.

So how'd you figure out it was me?

You were a tricky one.

Not a single photo online.

I have my ways.

Only took me three weeks.

Only took me three days.

Impressive.

So can you give me any heads up about
this meeting?

Nope.

I'm unbreakable. My mind has made a test
line.

I'm unshakable. I'll spare you, man.
You're welcome.

If you press me, you're going to learn
about these hands.

Yeah.

You know, I chase you out in your face.

With all this power, you better embrace
it.

I got the power.

I got the power.

I got the power. I got the power.

I got the power. I got the power.

Time to put my DIY thumbprint to the
test.

Not so fast.

Spread them.

There's a box cutter in my sock.

I didn't know what I was walking into.

Still don't, actually.

I would have brought a bottle of wine,
but the invitation said trophy.

Sweaty?

Red is Ian.

But what has he gotten himself into?

Definitely not a pig farm Time to meet
the man of the manor

Ronald Schmidt, welcome.

Not exactly the man of the manor I
expected.

He prefers red.

Red?

I cannot express how excited I am to
meet you, Leon Frieder.

And I see you've met Charlie.

Yeah, I have.

She's very direct, I know.

I couldn't survive without her.

I am so thrilled you accepted my
invitation.

I didn't know what to expect, given your
elusive identity.

It is so wonderful to finally match the
name with the face.

Here it is, my face.

It certainly is.

I've been hosting this gathering for
years.

I know how unnerving it can be for
someone like you to be found, but your

secret. Are safe with me. This is a safe
space for people like you.

Like you?

Are you not like me?

Me?

Goodness,

no. I am just a huge fan.

I couldn't presume to have the skill set
or imagination to do what you and the

others do.

So there are others.

On their way.

Come. I like a little one -on -one time
with my new friends before the night

escapes us.

Let me show you around.

So, what is it you do?

Wow. You really are that off the grid.

Computer repair leaves little time for
news.

I wear many hats.

Most days I'm a venture capitalist
focused on incubating and curating

Fancy. At the end of the day, all I
really do is bring the best, most

people together.

I'll take my leave of you gentlemen.

Charlie does not.

Appreciate.

I want to show you one of my dearest
passions.

Clowns?

Pogo the Clown.

Oh.

John Wayne Gacy.

You really like serial killers.

I pride myself on finding the best of
the best in every field. So, why not

death?

Death is such a natural, necessary part
of life.

Every second, millions of cells die,
shedding disease parts of ourselves to

room for new cells.

Rebirth. Growth.

Life.

A million little deaths that keep us
healthy.

This was the New York Rippers.

A man who terrorized the streets I once
played on as a child.

Highly prolific.

Never caught. Must be nice.

This memorabilia, these trophies.

Harry would have found it disgusting.

But here, they're celebrated.

Arthur Mitchell.

The infamous Trinity Killer.

Which was actually a misnomer.

Did you know that he killed him before
us?

You don't say?

Bought these from an FBI agent with a
gambling problem.

I've missed you, friend.

Please don't touch. Sorry.

An ever -expanding collection.

That is the table where the ice truck
killer took his own life.

Tragic, I know.

Maybe if Brian Moser had someone to talk
to.

Someone like himself, he would still be
with us today.

A gift

from one of my guests, Rapunzel.

You'll meet him tonight.

Great, I get to meet Ponytail Guy.

And over here is someone else you'll
meet tonight.

Who's that?

severed tattoo sleeve from the tattoo
collector.

I've set aside a spot for you, that is,
if you're willing to part

with the trophy.

Tyler Day, you're first.

I am honored.

I'm surprised you keep all this evidence
around.

Are all your other guests okay with it?

They trust me.

Five inches of solid steel behind this
limestone.

And if anyone were to put in the wrong
code, just once.

Charlie will take care of the problem.

Just a demonstration.

Tell security to stand down.

Understood.

Like I said, your secrets are safe with
me.

Stand down.

I know it takes one to know one, but
this guy's fucking nuts.

Oh.

Mia's here.

Thank you, Charlie.

You're going to love Mia.

Time to see what's on the buffet.

82 Chateau Lafitte.

90 Romanée County.

Someone has really stepped up their wine
game.

A certain renowned sommelier gave me
some pointers.

I'm glad I'm earning my keep.

You haven't seen the best yet.

Shut up.

Whispering Oaks.

1883. It's been breathing for half an
hour. Ooh la la.

You sure know how to show a girl a good
time.

And who is the new guy?

This is Red, best known as Dark
Passenger.

Ah, yes.

A star in the headlines lately.

Don't believe everything you read.

Red, I assume you're familiar with Mia's
work.

Widely known as Lady Vengeance, as she
is notorious for taking out sexual

predators.

Predators.

Does she have a code?

Nice to meet you.

I have work to do here. I will leave you
two to chat.

Care for a glass, Mr.

Passenger?

Call me Red.

Still getting used to the dark passenger
thing.

Yeah, the press's fixation with
nicknames is absurd.

Lady Vengeance.

If I were a guy, I wouldn't be Sir
Vengeance.

Grab a couple.

This is getting better and better.

The man loves liberty, huh?

Prater somehow got his hands on
Frederick Auguste Bartholdi's original

Showy as fuck, yeah? But it's not about
freedom or liberty.

Prater likes to own things.

And people.

Two rich people and the wine they
collect.

You're drinking it wrong.

Didn't know there was a right way to
drink something.

Well, first of all, did you like it?

It was fine.

The key to enjoying wine is
understanding it.

The glass you're drinking was bottled
while Mark Twain was alive.

Its very existence is a miracle.

Huh. Now, try again, but take your time.

Well, what do you think?

It's pretty tasty.

Better be. Bottle costs 4 ,000 bucks.

So, master sommelier by day, lady
vengeance by night? I'm a real

woman.

Oh, you scored a goal.

Oh, that's great, sweetie.

Okay, listen, I gotta go. So, love to
you and mom, okay?

All right, bye.

Mamma mia.

Here we go again.

Oh, look at you.

Hi, honey.

This feels more like a class reunion
than a dinner with killers.

Al, meet Red.

Hey, get in here, big guy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, look at you.

So you have a kid? Oh, yeah, I got a
whole litter of them.

Actually, the last time I saw you, I
think Bonnie was still pregnant.

Mm, yep.

Our sweet angel Mabel was born last
July, and every day's been a gift. This

has a thriving family.

My son doesn't even know I'm alive.

Aw, babies that cute make me wish I had
one.

But then I remember that they shit their
pants. They do shit a lot.

So how do you have space for both family
and this? I got to admit, I feel guilty

when I leave, but these little business
trips are good for me and the family.

Gives me a chance to take care of my
needs so I can better show up for my

family. It's not selfish.

It's self -care.

Like the flight attendant says, affix
your own mask first.

Plus my wife enjoys the hefty Prater
bonus.

But the best thing is the time I get to
spend with this group.

You know, it's not natural for people
like us to gather. You saw the vault?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm the, uh... I'm the
ponytail guy.

You know, I just never knew there'd be a
place where we could belong, believe,

come, right?

Me neither.

What up, Rapunzel, you big tub of shit?

How are you? Good.

Hey, Mia, you know you want to... Fist
bump, okay.

Hey, heard there may be a new guy.

Welcome to the freak show.

No place I'd rather be.

Yo, yo, postmate.

I need to speak with Jim Lindsay.

Who? Jim Lindsay, the owner of the blue
and white truck across the street.

No, that's mine. I just bought it.

And Jim?

No, my buddy Harrison.

Harrison Morgan.

Do you send them away?

Or do you sharpen them yourself?

No, I've got a stone. I've got a disc.
I've got a belt grinder in my shop that

can just kind of work it with. You can
do it yourself. Oh, yeah. It's very

Apologies.

Had trouble attaining a ride share.

You have anything to do with that, Red?

Gareth! He's the Gemini killer.

Hey, buddy, catch us up on your year.

I'd rather not.

Oh, Gare Bear, my guy. Try not to be
such a stereotype.

Meet the guy voted most likely to become
a serial killer in a fast school year

vote. Well, truth be told, I was a bit
peculiar back then, too. So guilty.

Oh, for sure.

I felt like an alien.

Because I wanted to kill people.

Yeah,

yeah. I like you.

Right off the bat. I kind of do.

I can see you, buddy.

Excuse me.

Yeah. Please.

Really cuts to the chase.

It's nice to be able to talk freely. You
know what I mean? It's good to hear it

out loud.

If I didn't know any better, I'd think I
was watching some kind of boogeyman

club.

You're still going to kill these guys,
right?

I don't even have concrete proof from
the whole code thing you taught me.

I also taught you not to play with your
food.

Dinner is served.

Let's roll.

Wonderful.

Hey, sit by me. Sit by me.

Do we know what's on the menu?

Yes.

This'll do.

Look at this.

Woo!

Is Keith coming?

He won't be joining us.

We have one rule here.

Never turn on the group.

Unfortunately, Keith chose not to abide
by it.

My rules are made for your safety, not
your punishment.

The Canton Clubber's bat will join my
collection.

As he no longer has any use for it.

Huh. So this buffet can bite back.

But on the bright side, we still have so
much to be thankful for.

Welcome, Red.

We're so grateful to have you here.

To new friends.

To new friends. To new friends.

Thank you for letting me in.

Pan

-seared

cauliflower with Japanese turnip
medallions in a sweet potato puree.

Charlie found the vegan products and
cookbooks in your apartment.

Oh, good news. There's more where that
came from.

I'm glad I didn't have lunch.

You've been primed, I'm sure, no doubt.

What's happening?

Time for the highlight of the evening.

Take it away, Lo.

Let's show and tell, baby.

So I wanted to try something new this go
-round. Something fun.

So I put together a little multimedia
presentation for y 'all. Oh, no. Are we

about to watch a vacation slideshow? If
he plays a vacation slideshow,

permission to light myself on fire.

So tonight, I am letting you all in on
my process.

As most of you know, I've always had a
deep connection to tattoos.

Yeah, you do.

And lately, this artist has been doing
some real interesting work.

See, it's about the right piece on the
right person.

This is Jules.

I've been following her journey for
weeks now.

If this motherfucker ever tried his shit
on me, I would make him eat his own

eyeballs.

Her 15 -year -old dog recently passed.
Aw.

Poor pooch. And so Jules decided to get
some new ink in his memory.

Internet stalking. Back in my day, you
had to actually leave the house.

I knew.

This was my next piece the moment I laid
eyes on it.

And what happens next is inevitable.

Inevitable? Because I can't stop it.

I feel the pressure rise. It becomes so
intense.

It's dizzying.

Unstoppable.

I know the feeling.

I call it the itch.

The need.

The great yearning.

The urge.

So where's the tattoo?

It's coming.

Jewel still has a few seconds to go.
Great art takes time.

But I promise, before I leave this town,

She will be mine.

Congrats, Lowell.

You just made the top of my list.

You've never had a trophy so fresh.

Great work, Lowell.

Thank you for letting us into your
process.

Red, didn't want to call you out your
first night, but the money with your

invitation was in advance for a show and
tell. I hope you'll feel comfortable

sharing next time.

There'll be more of these.

Of course.

So many events coming in the next two
weeks. I have so much planned.

So do I.

Yeah, Diablo.

Harrison?

Harrison Morgan?

Angel Batista.

I used to work with your pops in Miami
Metro.

Yeah, I'm sorry. It doesn't ring a bell.
My sister Jamie babysat you.

Wait, Jamie?

She used to read the hell out of a
bedtime story.

How is she? She finally finished a PhD.

She's a middle school principal now.

Good for her.

Come sit. Have a drink with me. I should
probably clock in.

Isn't part of your job tending the
customers?

Yeah, it was a good point. Come on.

Last time I saw you was your fourth
birthday.

I got you a red train set.

I love that train set.

So you were close with my dad?

Worked with him 20 years.

Went through a lot together.

Like what? He was the witness at my
wedding.

My ex, Maria, also worked at the
station, so we had to do it under QT to

our jobs.

Pulled your dad in the last minute.

Guy barely even knew what was happening.

Yeah, that sounds like him.

Your dad is actually the reason I was in
Iron Lake a few weeks ago.

So you heard the news that he was shot
and killed?

Sorry for your loss.

I heard you were in Iron Lake, too.

Left in a hurry.

Yeah, I went up there to find my dad.

Hadn't seen him in years.

Turns out he wasn't the dad I needed.

And when everything blew up, I split.

Sorry, Dexter wasn't the guy you thought
he was.

I actually had a similar experience.

With your dad?

With yours.

I'm not running into you by chance, am
I?

Did Dexter ever share anything about his
past with you?

About why he left Miami?

I should probably get back to work.

My ex -wife had this theory, one that's
haunted me for years.

That your dad was the infamous serial
killer, the Bay Harbor Butcher.

What? I get this must be overwhelming.

But if you know anything...

You can tell me.

Your dad's gone. Nothing you say can
hurt him.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Please.

I need the closure.

I wish I could help.

Good luck.

I'm in the city a few more days.

If you want to talk.

Still got to work on that customer
service space.

Excuse me, but if you think Harrison had
anything to do with that murder... What

murder?

Ryan Foster.

He stayed here.

The guy you found chopped up in garbage
bags by the trash docs.

There we go. There she is.

Yep, yep. We had our sweet angel, Mabel.

Sweet angel.

Last July.

Gotcha.

Sorry, I was just, um... Internet
stalking me? It's cool.

I tried looking you up as well.

You did?

Didn't find anything.

So mysterious.

Annoying, right?

Very.

Top me off, Miss Sommelier.

Perfect.

Ooh, someone got new ink.

I'm not one of your pervy art pieces.

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Careful with this one, Red.

That's why I take my anger out for
driving. No, no.

needs to learn about boundaries.

You're an effective teacher.

So, what is your origin story?

Let me guess.

Terrible mother?

I actually had a great mom.

Interesting.

I assumed mommy issues were a given in
this crew.

Take one guess how Al's mother wore her
hair.

Glasses? Yeah.

Four.

I'm not immune to mommy issues. Mine
just come from how I lost her.

What is all this?

You mean besides the money and the
bougie wine?

What is Prater getting out of it?

How about we talk tomorrow?

Just the two of us. I could do that.

Phone. So you can communicate with the
group over the next two weeks.

Hat.

Thank you.

Thank you, everyone, for joining me this
evening.

It's been lovely catching up.

Charlie will be in touch regarding our
next gathering.

And in the meantime, go and enjoy the
city. It has so much to offer. Hey, you

know what? I'm going to start a group
chat so we can stay in touch. Maybe get

tour of Ellis Island or something, huh?
Yeah.

Sound good?

Thank you. See you.

It was nice meeting you.

Text me.

By next meeting, a trophy.

Bye.

Thank you.

For everything.

I said things tonight that I've never
been able to express out loud before.

Well, that's what these gatherings are
for.

So people like you know you're not
alone.

I didn't realize it was something I
needed.

There's a lot of power in sharing your
story.

Just wait for your show and tell.

About that, do I need to make a whole
presentation?

Oh, no. Nothing so elaborate.

We just want to know the real dark
passenger.

That raw animal aggression it takes to
thaw another man's head off.

I'm sure you'll come up with something
great.

Looking forward to it.

That went exceptionally well, don't you
think?

If you say so.

I've always considered myself a lone
wolf, howling into the void.

But after tonight, I can hear others
howling back to me.

One chili dog, please.

You got it.

Actually, make it two.

Here you go.

Enjoy. Thanks.

How does the Charity Gallop guy still do
what he does with all of us?

Busy man.

Everything okay?

I think I just need to be around a
friend.

Yeah.

These are good people.

But they're not my people.

With one.

It is crazy how one hair flip will make
up for a bad lip sync. That was a tame

one. Just wait until somebody pulls out
a split.

I should probably head out.

I don't want to fall asleep on the train
again. The trains are so janky this

late. Do you just want to cross on the
couch?

You sure?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. Thanks.

You always make me feel really at home
here.

You're always welcome.

I mean it.

Fuck. Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. No,
don't be. We're friends, and you're a

great guy. But I know you're going
through something. I'm an idiot. And I'm

really sorry. And I gotta go. No, I...
Fuck everything up.

I'm good. Thank you very much.

Thank you.

Have a good day.

You look tired.

He's smiling.

He was probably out late with his
friends last night.

How would you know?

You were too busy being out with yours.

Give me a break.

The last time I was at a dinner party
was at my wedding.

I can't take care of my son if I don't
take care of myself.

So now you're getting life advice from
ponytail trophy guy?

Dex, if you want real connection, that's
where you should be looking.

Yeah, I tried.

He shot me.

Never thought I'd get another chance to
be open with someone like that.

Till last night.

Those aren't your friends.

They're supposed to be your victims. I'm
gonna do it, Dad. I'm just being smart

about it. Smart?

Or stalling because you like these
people. If they start disappearing one

one, how's that going to look for the
new guy?

Best to wait until the meetings are
over.

That works fine for most of your new
pals.

But explain that to the woman who's
going to get her arm de -sleeved before

Lowell leaves town.

That is a complication.

Yeah, and so is your date with Lady
Vengeance. Not a date. It's a fact

mission.

I haven't forgotten why I'm here.

It's not even 11.

Sorry, I forgot. You're on vacation.

Would you maybe want to meet up
sometime?

Would love to hear more about your...
skins.

Yeah, sure.

I'm not much of a day guy, so can we say
happy hour? Perfect. Just text me where

to... See?

And I still have time to fit in a jog.

So you run every day?

Gotta stay in shape.

Not all of us get to do our thing by
sitting in the backseat of a car.

So, when's a good time to talk about
Prater?

Fire away.

I'll answer any questions for as long as
you can keep up.

How many of Prater's gatherings have you
been to?

This is my fourth year, but they started
a few years before that. Four years?

You must enjoy it.

I enjoy the money.

Is Prater really just a fan?

I mean, the guy's a voyeur.

The vampire, he wants all the dirty
details.

But no, I don't think he's actually a
killer himself.

Do you want a water?

I want a water.

Two waters.

And there's really no catch?

As long as you don't break any of his
rules.

So breaking rules.

Is that what happened with that Keith
guy Prater was talking about?

Yep. It appears the Canton clubber is no
more.

Does that happen often, people breaking
rules?

Well, not everybody gets invited back,
if that's what you're asking. One guy

uninvited, another got arrested, and
then his first night in jail, he

suicide.

Allegedly.

So, where'd you grow up?

All over.

Mom was always looking for something
new.

Someone new.

The longest day was in Tulsa.

I drove through there once.

Then you know there's shit all to do.

Not that I gave it a chance.

I was a loner.

Other than my younger sister, Hazel.

She was an angel.

I was not.

When did you know you were different?

Always.

In the first grade, there was this bowl
-cut kid who annoyed me.

So I hit him in the head with my library
book, and I stuck thumbtacks into his

face.

If I had normal parents.

who believed in therapy, maybe I would
have been diagnosed with some fancy

personality disorder.

Instead, they told me to stop being so
angry all the time.

I almost stabbed a kid on a basketball
court once.

My dad stopped me.

He tried to help the best he could.

When I was 15, I found ballet.

It is a punishing practice.

Gave me a release for all that pent -up
rage.

And I was good enough that I got into a
dance academy out of town.

Away from my mother's new boyfriend.

The way that creep looked at me.

But you got out of there.

I did.

Hazel did.

I thought she was too young.

And when I came back for the summer, I
found out.

And I killed the guy.

And I gotta tell you, much better
release than the ballet.

I'll never forget how my first time
felt.

Like a path that finally opened up for
me.

Are you hungry?

Always. My Airbnb is a few blocks away.
Do you want to come over?

I'd love to, but... Come on.

I have incredible pastries, and I love a
good reward after the end of a run.

Oh, this is the vegan one.

Kale.

Thanks for remembering.

Did this come with the place?

See for yourself.

My collection.

I can still remember all of their faces.

The look in their eyes right before I
killed them.

That's nice.

Being able to remember.

I... I'm going to take a quick shower.

There's an Italian espresso maker in the
kitchen.

Showering with a serial killer?

Not exactly part of the code.

Remember happy hour with Lowell.

Uh, something just came up.

What?

Thanks for the run.

Hey, sorry I'm late.

Next round's on me. What are you
drinking? Yo, can I take a rain check? I

gotta get ready.

For what?

I thought I'd take more sessions, but
her pain tolerance is crazy.

You mean... Yep.

Tonight's the night, baby.

Good thing I came prepared.

Check it out.

My day job's anesthesiology.

It helps in my nightlife, too.

My next piece will be ready in about two
hours.

Then she'll be walking back to her
place.

A few blocks away, in the dark.

So, if you'll excuse me, I kind of have
to get in the zone.

I love talking shop, but this next piece
is more of a me thing than a we thing.

You get it.

Yeah, I couldn't imagine doing this with
someone else.

Shit.

Lowell's ready and I'm not.

I didn't bring my tools.

Great. It'll only take me two hours to
get to Queens.

Fucking New York City.

Still stuck on Harrison Morgan? Sleeping
at the hotel where the crime took

place. Hardly an alibi.

You really think a kid that young is
capable of a crime that sophisticated?

I will admit it is unlikely.

We must be missing something.

I just need to take a step back,
recalibrate, start from the top, and

everything anew.

I've seen you fixate like this before.

It almost cost you your job.

Claude, please.

Don't make this another New York Ripper.
I have no plans to obsess.

Balance is important.

In fact, I have taken on an
extracurricular endeavor.

A series of speaking engagements.

Yeah? What about?

The New York Ripper.

Detective Wallace?

How can we help you?

Angel Batista, Miami homicide.

I heard about the body you found cut
into nine pieces.

I once worked a case in Miami that was
eerily similar.

Was never sure I would caught the right
guy.

You mind if I pick your brain a minute?

How much time do you have?

As much as you're willing to give.

Count backwards from one.

Tattoo parlors really do have everything
I need.

And lucky for me, Lowell brought
everything else.

Harry thought my trophies were
disgusting.

He couldn't understand.

He wasn't like me.

Fuck me.

You were right about one thing.

Tonight's the night, baby.

You're gonna fuck with Praetor's rules
after day one.

Ballsy.

I'll take my chances.

This is usually the part where people
start screaming and begging for their

lives. Yeah, well, I've been on the
other side of this long enough to know

it's inevitable.

Sorry to droop your chub.

Did you at least do me a solid and knock
me out first?

No.

Why do you keep the skins?

I like looking at them.

When that pressure starts building,
they...

Call me.

If I didn't have my skins, I'd have
killed a lot more often, got sloppy, got

caught.

Damn.

I'm gonna miss him.

So I'm going back to basics.

That your trophy?

Pretty lame for someone who saws off
heads.

There's one thing I couldn't be honest
about last night. Is that right?

I'm not a Ronald Schmidt.

I'm Dexter Morgan.

Who's that?

The Bay Harbor butcher.

You know, when I first brought you home,
I never imagined we'd be driving around

with a chopped up body in your trunk.

I'm sorry we didn't have the father -son
relationship you dreamed of.

How could we have?

You weren't like me.

So I had to stop worrying about what I
wanted and focus on what you needed.

Looking back, I wouldn't have it any
other way.

I see what you're doing here, and you're
right, I'd rather have a relationship

with Harrison than the people at
Prater's. Then why don't you? Because

just my decision.

What if Harrison would rather I stay
dead?

I don't get scared, but that... that
scares the shit out of me.

Then do something about it.

Meet Rat.

Then let's talk about Lowell. It'll be
suspicious when he doesn't show up at

Prater's. Being the new guy makes you
the natural suspect.

Uh, weren't you the one who told me to
kill Lowell?

I'll figure something out.

This is what I'm best at.

Yo, Lance.

What's good?

Did you sell me a stolen truck?

What? No.

It was my dad's. Then why did some
fedora cops show up at my place the

night?

I, uh, I don't know.

Better figure it the fuck out. He's
right over there.

How about a cup of coffee?

I'm guessing you didn't come back with
more cute Miami stories.

I just heard about a guest at your
hotel.

You ever meet Ryan Foster?

I meet a lot of people at a hotel.

You might remember this one.

Came in one piece, left in nine.

Yeah, I saw that guy in the news.

Funny thing is...

That's exactly the way the Bay Harbor
butcher did it.

I really hope they catch that guy.

I spoke to the lead on the case,
Detective Wallace.

She said the cleanup of the suspected
murder site was impeccable. Almost as if

the culprit was an expert.

Or learned from one.

That sounds crazy.

Less crazy if you know the son of a
notorious serial killer was at the same

hotel that night.

I didn't mention anything about you yet.

And I don't have to.

I'm just looking for confirmation about
Dexter.

I already told you I don't know what
you're talking about. Honestly, that guy

Ryan sounded like a real asshole.

Good riddance.

Did your dad make it seem like that's
all he was doing?

Taking out the worst criminals?

making the world a better place, like he
was some sort of dark avenger.

A lot of innocent people died because of
your dad.

People that I loved.

My ex -wife, Maria La Guerta, your Aunt
Deb, your mother.

Sounds like you've gone down a real
conspiratorial rabbit hole.

Good luck getting out of it.

We're done here.

I truly hope you don't become like your
dad.

Did your dad make it seem like that's
all he was doing?

Like he was some sort of dark avenger?

A lot of people died because of your
dad.

My ex -wife, Maria La Gueta, your aunt
Deb, your mother.

Breach detective wallet.

Homicide vision.

I truly hope you won't become like your
dad.

First rule of the code.

Don't get caught.

You have to turn yourself in.

There's no other way.

Until I get the death penalty.

Maybe you deserve it.

Everything. Done.

Dad?