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I guess being a serial murderer isn't all that bad...

When they get to their destination (some nondescript, marshy area), Dexter briefly gives Donovan some relief, only to jump out the car, open the driver's-side door, clamp him around the throat, and yank him out of the vehicle. Dex chucks him to the ground, and tells him to do as he says. Again with the piano wire! Dex drags Donovan by the neck... some shack or abandoned building. I can't tell by the interior, but it's dank and disturbing no matter how you slice it. The two face each other, with Donovan against the wall. Dexter says, "Look." "No." "Uh...yes." Okay, I love Michael C. Hall. His delivery of that one line conveys so much: his tiredness of this kind of routine, which is clear he's familiar with; his thinly veiled contempt for everything this guy is; and his growing impatience and rising temper. All this with two words. Love.

Donovan still doesn't want to look. "It's horrible, isn't it?" Then, immediately irate, with his hands striking Donovan's neck: "Open your eyes and look at what you did! Look, or I'll cut your eyelids right off your face." Finally, Donovan looks over in the corner, where the bodies of three young boys in various stages of decomposition are lying. "It took me a long time to get these boys clean," says Dexter. "One of them had been the ground so long he was falling apart. I pulled him out in bits and pieces." Donovan, clearly distraught, begins a Hail Mary, and Dexter immediately slaps him, which is hilarious. "Stop it, that never helped anybody." Ha! Yeah, take Catholicism down a peg. Donovan says, "Please, you can have anything." "That's good, beg. Did these little boys beg?" "I couldn't help myself! Please, you have to understand!" "Trust me, I definitely understand. I can't help myself either. But, children...I could never do that, not like you." "Why?"

"I have standards."

And there you have it. That's Dexter for ya! He's a murderer with a heart of gold, although he'll soon try to convince you otherwise. With a quickness, Dexter slams a syringe of some debilitating liquid into Mike Donovan's neck, and the next thing we know, he's hovering over Donovan's Saran-Wrapped body, ready to finish what he started. First, he takes a scalpel and cuts Donovan's cheek to draw blood, then takes a drop and puts it on a glass microscope slide, for safekeeping, I imagine. "Soon, you'll be packed into a few neatly wrapped Hefties, and my own small corner of the world will be a neater, happier place. A better place." Word up, Dex. Out comes the power saw...

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