Wednesday, January 19th
Dexter Morgan. I never would have believed I'd relate to a TV character so much. Not in the sense that I'm a serial killer. I'm still a wannabe when it comes to that. What a show. Best ever.
Lemme know if I'v left something out!
Lemme know if I'v left something out!
"There's something strange and disarming about looking at a homicide scene in the daylight of Miami. It makes the most grotesque killings look staged, like you're in a new and daring section of Disney World: Dahmerland!"
"I don't blame my foster parents for that. Harry and Doris Morgan did a wonderful job raising me. But, they're both dead now. No, I didn't kill them. Honest."
"Needless to say I have some unusual habits, yet all these socially acceptable people can't wait to pick up hammers and smash their food to bits. Normal people are so hostile."
“Her husband’s a crack head and her boyfriend's a serial killer, it’s kind of hard not to take that personally.”
"Blood...sometimes it sets my teeth on edge. Other times it helps me control the chaos."
"The killer is an artist."
"A blind man. Not very sporting, I know. But I'm not one to discriminate based on race, gender or disability."
"My new friend thought I wouldn't be able to resist the kill he left for me, but I did. I'm not the monster he wants me to be. So I'm neither man nor beast. I'm something new entirely, my own set of rules. I'm Dexter."
"Another beautiful Miami day, mutilated corpses with a chance of afternoon showers."
"They uh, ate my puppy...."
"He doesn't need Saint Brigid; he has father Dexter."
Dexter: "I'm just not used to checking the fridge for notes [Voice over]... just notes from other serial killers."
"I suppose killing someone with my bare hands in a men's room was my way of working through the anger stage."
Lumen: "Share something with her - what you did when you were her age."
Dexter: "I killed the neighbor's dog."
Deb: "Shit a brick and fuck me with it, you're never going to believe who this truck is registered to."
Deb: "I'm sorry Dex but she is gross. And pale. And nobody's pale in Miami. She is obviously a vampire. A gross english titty vampire."
Okay. I'm convinced. I'm watching. Starting. . friday =)
ReplyDelete"Everyone moves to Miami to die."
ReplyDelete"Tonight's the night. And it's going to happen again, and again. Has to happen. Nice night."
"Deborah can't sleep in an empty house anymore. In fact she can't sleep much at all. I guess that's what happens when your fiancee tries to slice you up into small, bloodless pieces."