TV series: Dexter (Dexter). Page 12
Everyone moves to Miami to die. This means we have more junk than any other city in America.
I often think that I'm missing some important piece of the puzzle called "man".
For most people, someone's death. But I'm not most people. For me, the test of the tribulation. But not because I'm a murderer. I just can't understand this feeling.
In this world there are no secrets. There is only the hidden truth. However, lurking in the depths.
When someone kills one of us, he kills us all.
My sister cut off from the world, lest he see how vulnerable she is. I cut off from the world, so he can't see how I'm immune.
I can kill a man, dismember his body and be home in time for the show of Letterman, but I have no idea what to do if my girlfriend feels insecure.
- So his head was in the front seat. It's weird, why would he keep her there?
- I don't know if they have agreed to take turns?
Of course, I have some strange habits. But all these socially acceptable people just waiting to take a hammer and publicly smash their food to bits. Normal people are so hostile.
Good thing I don't bother with them.
As well as I do. Completely empty.
- Your nails clean?
- Yes I from home do not go out without rubber gloves.
- How can such a stupid woman could get so much power?
She knows the rules of the game. You might want to learn.
- Learn what to lick ass?
- Politics.
- I killed you.
- No. You just took my life.
I never understood people's attitudes to death. Why not just leave it as is?
