

DEXTER: Deb, I’m the Bay Harbor Butcher. (Debra chokes)
DEXTER: Deb, I’m the Bay Harbor Butcher.
DEBRA: On the ground! Down on the ground, motherfucker!
DEXTER: It’s me. I’m the Bay Harbor Butcher.
DEBRA: (crying) Noooo!
DEXTER: I’m him. The butcher!