- Jacob Elway: What about you? What makes you crazy?
- Debra Morgan: Family shit.
- Jacob Elway: Mm. Nothing says family like love and shit.
- Debra Morgan: Did dad kill himself?
- Dexter Morgan: Yeah. A few years back, Matthews told me the truth. Harry OD'd on his heart medication.
- Debra Morgan: Was it because of you?
- Dexter Morgan: He thought he had created a monster.
- Debra Morgan: I think I know how he felt... why he killed himself. But he only got it half right!
- [suddenly jerks the steering wheel]
- Dexter Morgan: [narrating while photographing new crime scene] There are countless ways to inflict physical trauma on the human body, and sometimes the deadliest wounds are the ones we barely see. They run deep, like the ones I've inflicted on Deb.
- [first lines]
- Debra Morgan: [re-living the night in the shipping container, aiming her gun at Dexter] Stop!
- Capt. Maria LaGuerta: [pleading] Do it, Debra. Shoot him. This is not who you are. You are a good cop. You're a good person. You're not like him. Put him down!
- Dexter Morgan: It's true. Everything she said. You're a good person.
- [throws down his knife]
- Dexter Morgan: It's okay. Do what you gotta do.
- Debra Morgan: Dex...
- [this time shoots Dexter multiple times]
- Dr. Evelyn Vogel: No wonder you feel so lost. Debra became a mirror, reflecting a positive image of yourself that you used to balance out with the notion of yourself as a monster. Now that mirror is cracked, and the only reflection you see is one of darkness.
- Dexter Morgan: You make it sound like that part of me isn't real.
- Dr. Evelyn Vogel: You are no monster. You never have been.
- Dexter Morgan: Anyone on my table would disagree.
- Dr. Evelyn Vogel: Dexter, a monster, by definition, is outside of nature. But you're a part of the natural order of things, with purpose, and value. A right to exist. And when you come to accept that, you'll no longer be dependent on Debra, or anyone's, validation.
- Debra Morgan: My dad was everything to me. I loved him. And while he's not the man I thought he was, Well, I'm - I'm realizing we're more alike than I thought.
- Jacob Elway: To dead dads. Long may they haunt us.
- [clanking his bottle against hers]
- Jacob Elway: It's a better toast if you open it.
- Debra Morgan: I'm good.