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Previously on Dexter...

What do you believe in,
Mr. Morgan?

Mm, nothing.

You can believe whatever
you wanna believe,

but it's not just about you anymore.

That's why I'm making you
Homicide's new lieutenant.

Fuck balls.
You're serious.

There's something inside.

Holy Franken-fuck!
Snakes!

So it's begun.

Yes.

No!

This Revelation expert, James Gellar.

Professor from the University
of Tallahassee.

Gellar disappeared three years
ago after he got fired.

Travis Marshall.

I suppose it was God who told you

to kill all those innocent people.

God speaks to the professor.

You said Gellar does the killing.

He's so much stronger than me.

Gellar.
He's been dead all along.

Travis, you killed Gellar.

Miami Metro Homicide.

That's where God wants us
to stage Wormwood.

Dex, you saved a lot of lives today.

You saved my life.

Every time the shit
hits the fan, I go to him.

He's your safe place.

You're making it sound like I want to

be with him or something.

Well, do you?

This is a job of trust,

and I can't have
a partner I can't trust.

The beast is coming for you.

You didn't really think you could foil

God's plan, did you?

I guess it's fitting that I end up

where I've left so many others.

I only wonder if the world

will be a better place without me.

It's wrong,
what people say about dying.

I'm not flashing back over my life...

over the lives I've taken.

I'm thinking about the life I'll miss.

Harrison.

I'll miss watching my son grow up.

Are you okay?

You are very lucky.

God is looking out for you.

Where are we?

Florida...

Five miles away.

We'll be there soon.

Perhaps.

He's robbing us,

and I have nothing to give.

I can give him death.

You're safe.

We'll be there soon.

Florida!

It's finished.

Those were Travis' last words to me,

and he's right.

There's no way to find him now.

I'm going home to my son.

Excuse me.

Do you have a phone I can use?

Oh, sure.

More on the ballgames later,
and now--

The solar eclipse is due
at 3:28 tomorrow afternoon.

It's a great opportunity
to trick your kids

into learning a little science.

Stick with us,
and Dr. Mehler will teach you

how to make a simple pinhole
camera that will allow you

to watch in safety with your children.

But first, this message.

Stare at the sun, you idiots.

Better you be blinded than
face the horrors that await you.

I can't stay here much longer

if you're gonna stink like that.

Daddy.

I cannot believe you fell off
your boat and swam to shore.

You must be exhausted.

Yeah.
Mostly, I feel dumb.

I'll be okay.

- Let's go home.
- Yeah.

I lost my keys, wallet, cell phone.

Yeah, of course.

Are you okay?

Yeah, just...

thirsty.
Hungry.

I can't imagine if he
would have lost you, Dexter.

You're very lucky.

Yeah.

Lucky.

What can I do to help?

We're good until the morning.

Okay.

Don't forget, his pageant's tomorrow.

I'll be there.

- Thank you.
- Sure.

If some God or some force

did save me today,

I'm sure it was for you
and not for me.

Today's the day.

Dex!

I got a report that your boat
had washed ashore.

I'm okay.
I'm okay.

Kept calling your cell phone,
there was no answer.

God, you can't keep doing this to me.

I've almost lost you twice.

I love you.

I love you too.

You do?

Of course I do.

I don't think
you've ever said it before.

It's a double murder.

There's blood.

Will you write down
the address for me?

Are you sure you're up for it?

Yeah, I'm good.

- You been inside yet?
- No.

We've been waiting on you.

This was Travis.

He killed these people

because he needed a place to hide.

Well, we'll take care--
we'll find out.

Yeah?

It's about fucking time.

I had to get gas.

I'll never get used to that.

Ah, the sweet smell of
hydrogen sulfide,

carbon dioxide,
and methane all liquefying

into a frothy treat.

Where's Dex?

Fuck me.

Fuckin' Travis Marshall was here.

Looks like it.

What's the painting of?

It's the beast being thrown
into the lake of fire.

It's the last tableau.

Why do you think
he smashed in the face?

I can't imagine.

Better go photograph the bodies.

I'll take care of this room.

What do you think happened here?

I don't know.

Either way, it's a horrible way to go.

They were both killed
by blows to the head.

Her, once.
Him, multiple times.

Blunt instrument.

Most likely that frying pan.

When?

At least 48 hours ago.

You're looking at me weird.

- Am I?
- Aren't you?

I'm just taking pictures, Deb.

Okay.

Let's just focus on work
right now, okay?

Okay.

Where the fuck is Travis Marshall?

He could be anywhere.

You think he's done
the lake of fire yet?

I don't know.

He could just be hiding out somewhere.

He could just be kicking back
with a beer,

waiting for the eclipse.

That's very possible, Deb.

Okay.

I'm gonna go back to the office.

I gotta find a way
to catch this fucker.

I'll see you back there.

Okay.
Sorry.

Despite what Travis said,
maybe it's not quite finished.

My one advantage is
that he thinks I'm dead.

Now where do I go?

Please, God.

I've done everything
you have asked of me.

Thank you.

You know, my last day
is coming up fast.

A dark day indeed.

You will be missed.

I was wondering, um...

there's no way
I could stay on permanently?

Maybe as an assistant?

What about your video games?

Yeah.

It just doesn't seem
important anymore.

Louis, Miami Metro Homicide
is an elite crew, okay?

Just because you're
the world's greatest batboy

doesn't mean that you're ready
to pinch hit for the Yankees.

In other words...

finish training you must.

Save you it will, Luke.

Maybe I'll
throw you some consulting work,

just to keep your dick wet.

That'd be great.

This is the lake of fire.

It's the last of seven keys

that's supposed to bring about
the end of the world.

It was Travis' last tableau.

A picture taken last night
about seven miles off the coast.

Some guy in an airplane saw it

and took a picture
with his cell phone.

Now based on this, I'm thinking

that Travis has already
completed tableau number seven.

- Does anyone think I'm wrong?
- I think we're in agreement.

We've got the coast guard
out there, looking for signs

of a wreck or a body, but nothing yet.

'Cause I'm right here.

So Travis is done with his work.

- So now what?
- Well, now all Travis has to do

is sit back and wait
for the end of the world.

Which means he could be anywhere.

Or maybe not.

Maybe he's somewhere very specific.

Somewhere where
we can grab his crazy ass.

Check this out.

Um...

This is Gellar's last sketch.

- The two witnesses.
- Yeah.

And their dog.

I guess Fido wanted to watch
the end of the world too.

So you're thinking if Travis
is following Gellar's drawings,

this points to where he'll be next?

And what time he'll be there.

All this shit's gonna go down
when the eclipse is happening.

Which is four hours from now.

Where do you go to watch an eclipse?

Well, you'd want a good view.

- No obstructions.
- High ground.

Yeah, look where they are.
They're on a mountaintop.

Could be wrong, but I'm pretty sure

there are no mountains in Miami.

Unless you find a substitute.

- Fuckin' A.
- Skyscrapers.

Fuckin' big-ass,
tall-as-shit skyscrapers.

- Makes sense.
- It does, right?

I'm gonna call Laguerta.

I want to station unis on top
of Miami's tallest buildings.

There's a lot
of tall buildings in Miami.

I mean, that's gonna require
a lot of manpower.

I don't care.
If Travis gets away,

he is gone for good.

Travis redid
that same sketch yesterday,

and it looks different.

I thought it was a mountain,
but maybe it's a building.

What was the last thing
Travis said to me?

He'd be standing atop
a shining pillar of light.

"The solar-powered
Transcorp building

"was designed to capture
and reflect the sun

as it moves
across the Miami sky."

A pillar of light.

- Hey.
- Hey.

The abandoned church

where Travis and Gellar
were hanging out--

What about it?

I need you to do
a final forensic sweep,

so we can clear it.

I have Harrison's Noah's ark
pageant this afternoon.

I promised him.

Oh, afterwards then.

Copy that.

Hey, um...

What?

Do we need to talk?

I don't know, is there
something we should talk about?

I don't know, you almost died.

I didn't know if you need to...

unload or whatever.

I think I'm okay, but thanks, sis.

Great.

Don't forget about the church.

Got it.

I have plans for that church.

Whatever it is, I didn't do it.

This is exactly why I'm doing this.

You never take anything seriously.

Why you're doing what?

I wanted to give you the
heads up about your transfer.

What fucking transfer?
I didn't ask for a transfer.

I'm putting one in for you.

- The fuck you are.
- I am.

You've been screwing up
for the last few months.

And when you
almost got me killed--

- I thought we settled that.
- We did.

But as sergeant, I can't risk myself

or anyone else here
in Homicide anymore.

Good talk, sergeant.

So even though Travis Marshall
killed Gellar--

at some point,
we're not sure when--

he's still recreating images
from Gellar's sketchbook,

and this is the last one.

It's two witnesses looking at
the eclipse from a mountaintop.

And skyscrapers
are the mountaintops of Miami.

So you think that
Travis Marshall will watch

the eclipse from a skyscraper.

Can you narrow down which one?

The four seasons is
the tallest building in Miami,

but we're not sure
where he'll show up.

And that's why I want
to put unis on top

of every building over 400 feet.

- Do it.
- You're agreeing with me?

If you think this is
the best use of your resources,

I trust your judgment.

Yeah, so when this
blows up in my face,

you can fire my ass.

I know that you think
that I'm some heartless bitch,

and sometimes I have to be.

But everything I do is always

in the best interest of Miami Metro.

Matthews might disagree with that.

Well, Matthews put his dick
before his department.

Yeah, and you cut it off.

You didn't hesitate to take
advantage of that situation.

Was that really the best
for Miami Metro?

Morgan, we need
to get Travis Marshall.

All I need to know is
will this plan of yours work?

Yes.

Then count on having
all the manpower you need.

Did you look under your bed?

Maybe blanky's in here.

We're going to be late.

Here it is.

Ugh, Dexter.

Okay, let's go.

So the beast has a son.

Just in time for the flood.

Sorry I'm late.

I was getting worried
the world would have

to make do with only one lion.

Just a few minutes, everybody,
before the show begins.

- Break a leg, you two.
- Okay, bud.

Remember what the lions say?

Sorry.
It's okay, it's okay.

We're lions.
That's just what lions do.

All right, now we got
an ark to get on.

And that boat has a place
for all the animals,

not just the sheep and the zebras,

but the lions too.

I'll be right with you, by your side.

Let's get that mask on.

Two by two,
the animals went inside the ark.

The bunny rabbits, the tigers,

even the lions.

All of God's creatures.

Noah welcomed them all on his boat.

And the rain kept falling
for 40 days and 40 nights,

until the whole world
was covered in water.

The tallest building in Miami
is the Four Seasons building,

and this is where we believe
Travis Marshall will be.

Sergeant Batista and Detective Quinn

will accompany the two officers
that are stationed there.

If you see Travis Marshall
or contact is made,

call for backup immediately.

He is highly unpredictable
and very dangerous.

Let's go get this fucker.

Check in with me every 15, okay?

I want to stay on top of this.

I spoke to my union rep.

We decided I have
a problem with alcohol,

and, um, as long as I seek help
and admit it,

I can't be transferred or fired.

It's a disease.

Are you shitting me?

That rule is for people
that really have a problem.

You're not an alcoholic,
you're just a fuckup.

Look, you said
to take control of my life.

That's what I'm trying to do, okay?

I like Homicide.

I'm in it for the long haul.

Why can't you put this much
effort into actual police work?

We remind you to not
look directly at the sun.

The eclipse will happen
within the hour.

And the two witnesses
will watch the world end...

with their dog.
I still don't get the dog.

Why do they want to bring the dog?

Are you sure that's a dog?

What else could it be?

A sheep, a lamb.
Lamb of God?

A lamb.
We've seen that before.

Yeah, it was that hot chick
that Quinn fucked.

Carissa Porter, right.

She was in that tableau
that Gellar staged

at the University of Tallahassee.

She slaughtered a lamb.

The school newspaper sent the
contact sheets from that day,

and I've got them right here.

The lamb has only an Omega
on its forehead--no Alpha.

An omega.
The end.

Killing the lamb signifies the end.

Holy fuck.

What if Travis isn't done killing?

Deb.

I think Travis is gonna kill again.

When?

Before the eclipse.

That's an hour from now.

I know, but I think
he's gonna make a sacrifice.

An offering to his God.

It makes sense, right?

A spilling of blood to bless
the new world.

I mean, I'm not 100% sure,
but--

In the last drawing
from Gellar's book,

one of the witnesses has a sword,

and the animal
approaching them is--

A lamb.

And that tableau that Gellar did
on campus a few years back--

the slaughter
of a lamb--

I don't know what a "lamb"
means to this crazy prick.

It could be an actual lamb,

I-it could be
an innocent of some kind,

but I think that
could be his next kill.

I gotta go.

Excuse me, sister?
Have you seen Harrison?

Uh, yes.
He just left.

He left?

He was with a man
wearing a lion's mask.

I thought it was you.

Where'd they go?

♪ The time is nigh ♪

♪ and the end is near ♪

♪ It's time for God's children ♪

♪ to listen and hear ♪

♪ for his word has said ♪

♪ that the world will end ♪

♪ and the mountain will fall ♪

♪ when he comes again ♪

Hey!

Hey, little boy!

Hey, come back here!

The time is 3:26.
Get ready for the eclipse.

Should all be in place by now, right?

Yeah.

Four Seasons, this is
Lieutenant Morgan.

We're all clear up here.

No sign of Travis
or a lamb of any kind.

Copy that.

Miami Tower, this is
Lieutenant Morgan. All clear?

All clear.

Copy that.

Transcorp building,
this is Lieutenant Morgan.

All clear?

Transcorp.

Transcorp?

All clear.

♪ So jump to the sky ♪

♪ repent of your sins ♪

♪ run to your savior ♪

♪ and you'll be saved again ♪

It is done.

I am the Alpha and the Omega.

I am the beginning and the end.

I am making everything new.

No!
Stop!

- What?
- Get away from him!

I killed you.
Stay back!

You're supposed to be dead.

How's the world going to end
if the beast is still alive?

It won't.

Until the beast is dead,
a sacrifice is meaningless.

Time is running out, Travis.

I know that.

Stay there.

Take me, and let my son go.

You need me.
You don't need him.

Let him go.
Take him to the elevator.

Do you have any
of your needles with you?

Yes.

Let's see it.

Show me.

Inject yourself.

I will, but not until you let him go.

It's okay, buddy.

Stop!

You stay there!

Inject yourself, or I'll kill him.

Do it now!

The eclipse is here, Travis.

Daddy's here.

Looks like the moon has just
finished traversing the sun.

Lieutenant, it's the Four Seasons.

We're all clear.

Miami Tower, all clear.

Marquis, all clear.

50 Biscayne, all clear.

The eclipse is over,
and nothing happened.

Marinablue, all clear.

400 Main, all clear.

Transcorp hasn't checked in.

Transcorp, this is Lieutenant Morgan.

Are you there?

Are you there?

Transcorp, do you copy?

God fucking damn it!

10-1, 10-1.

Officer down on top
of the Transcorp building.

Get the paramedics up here now.

Search every fucking inch
of this place!

- Yes, ma'am.
- First quadrant, clear.

- Second quadrant, clear.
- Third quadrant, clear.

- Fourth quadrant, clear.
- All clear.

No sign of Marshall.

Lieutenant!

What the fuck is that?

Looks like it was some kind of altar.

Maybe the officer was the sacrifice.

Let's go!

- South quadrant.
- Right now.

It's the other side.

Deb, what happened?

He got away.

Lieutenant, the officer's dead.

Deb, you okay?

What does it matter?

What does any of it fucking matter?

Shit.

Where's Morgan?

She needed a moment alone.

She's over there.

Oh, fuck.
Fuck.

Don't, okay?

You made the right call.

What is this, you being understanding?

Pragmatic.

You kick a horse during the race,

not after it's over.

Travis Marshall was here.

Yeah, and an officer is dead--

Because of Travis Marshall.

Who's still out there.

Who knows what he'll do next?
He's capable of anything.

And if he fucking disappears,

this case could stay open forever.

You'd always have that
to throw back in my face.

I won't do that.

Why, it's not best for Miami Metro?

Because you'll find him.

You have the potential
to be a good lieutenant,

but you need to prioritize.

You're letting your emotions
take charge of you.

You know what worked for me?

Making my job the center of my life.

Puts everything else in perspective

because the control is all mine.

And that's what you need to do, Deb.

Take control.

One thing I'm sure I have faith in

is the staying power
of animal tranquilizers.

Is that my shirt?

The mighty kings return!

It's a jungle out there.

Here, I'll put him to bed.

No, I-- I got it.
I--I have to go back out.

Oh.
Late night?

Oh, probably not too late.

Deb wants me to go back
to a crime scene,

collect some evidence.

Okay.

Let me see those paws.

Let me see those paws.

Let me see those--

I'm glad you're safe.

Whether you're a lion or a lamb,
I'll always love you.

Maybe that's all I need
to pass on to you.

You were right.

Debra, we can schedule a time--

I told him.

I fucking told my brother
that I love him,

and he said "I love you" back.

Not "Me too" or something like that.

He actually said,
"I love you."

Wow.
That's big, isn't it?

Yeah, I mean,
I don't think he understood

that I'm in love with him,

but still, he said the actual words...

for the first time.

So what do you think it means?

I don't know what the fuck it means.

That's why I'm here.

Is this just...

horribly wrong?

Does it feel wrong?

It makes my whole life--

Every man I've ever loved--
make sense.

It's like I've always been
looking for someone like Dexter

or someone who's
the opposite of Dexter

as a way to avoid the fact

that I'm in love with him.

That's just clear to me now,

and I want it to be clear to him.

I want him to understand.

Okay.

You want to tell him how you feel

in a way that he can hear you.

Yes.

Is this how it feels

to be in control of your emotions?

But you can't control his.

You don't know
how he's going to react.

Hello, Jesus.

Hello, Travis.

What?
What is going on?

This is the way the world ends.

- Your world, anyway.
- No!

No, no!

I'm supposed to finish
enacting the seven keys.

Sorry.

But I was chosen!

I was chosen to bring
about the new world.

Chosen to kill innocent people?

No one is innocent.

My son is.
You tried to kill him.

God--God allowed
his son to die.

How could you believe in that?

Because I walk the path
of the righteous.

I've known people who believed in God.

They would never use their faith

as a convenient excuse
to kill ten people.

You used God.

It's not the other way around.

You--

You are a shining example

of how putrid man has become.

I am a father.

A son.

A serial killer.

You're going to burn in hell.

No, I think I belong right here.

Because maybe there is a place

for me in this world...

just as I am.

Light cannot exist without darkness.

Each has its purpose.

And if there is a purpose
to my darkness,

maybe it's to bring some...

balance to the world.

Because, let's face it,

the world is going to be
a better place without you.

The world is going to end.

And when it does,

I will be by God's side.

- You sure about that?
- Yes.

Good for you.

You're mocking me.

No, I almost envy you.

It must be nice to be so certain.

You're wrong about everything

because you don't believe in God,

but I have faith.

- I trust in God's plan.
- Really?

Then it must be God's plan

that you're on my table.

Do you think it's God's will
that I'm about to kill you?

God has nothing to do with this!

You are wrapped in plastic

because I want to kill you.

This is not how it's supposed to be!

Maybe this is exactly
how it's supposed to be.

Maybe everything is exactly

as it should be.

Oh, God.

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