- [Doakes has opened the door to Room 103 at the Marina View Motel and grabs his phone]
- Sergeant Doakes: Metro Dispatch, this is Three Henry Eight Eight out at the Marina View Motel. I need uniformed back-up, forensics - fuck it, just send everybody out!
- Debra Morgan: Dexter, heads up. Bad in there.
- Dexter Morgan: Ok.
- Debra Morgan: I'm serious!
- Dexter Morgan: Ok.
- Sergeant Doakes: She's not kidding. It's your wet dream in there.
- Dexter Morgan: Okay...
- Dexter Morgan: Oh, hi.
- Debra Morgan: Hi.
- Dexter Morgan: Oh, Masuka was looking for you. Something about drinks at the Bel Canto.
- Debra Morgan: Yeah, I told him I had a yeast infection.
- Dexter Morgan: A bit of an overshare.
- Dexter Morgan: Why don't you kids go wait in my car? I want to talk to your mom for a sec.
- Astor: Are you gonna make out?
- Dexter Morgan: None of your business.
- Dexter Morgan: The trifecta: weapon, ammo, and impaired judgement. Throw in a little domestic violence, and you have the perfect recipe for a family slaughter.
- Dexter Morgan: So this is doom. I've been the architect of so much of it, it's only fair that I should know what the fuss is all about. He left me this room for a reason. Five women gave their blood, their lives for this moment. There's only one way to find out why.
- Dexter Morgan: That leaves only one set of footprints unaccounted for, the killer's. This shows everywhere he went in the room. The question is: Why?
- Lt. Maria Laguerta: Now, hold on. Am I missing something? Where are the victims' footprints?
- Dexter Morgan: Give that lady a lollipop!