Kate: Are you going to walk me home? Or should I just get murdered on my own?
Prostitute: Care for a fuck, big boy?
Dexter: No thanks, just had one.
Ron Anderson: Listen, Dexter, is there something troubling you? Something that you would like to talk to someone about?
Dexter: Well, yes, as a matter of fact there is.
Ron Anderson: Then for fuck's sake talk to someone about it, will you? And sort it out before I sack you and hire a lobotomized monkey to play your role. Okay?
Dexter: I hope all your children have very small dicks! And that includes the girls.