Dexter: Early Cuts (2009) s02e05 Episode Script
Chubby Cheese
Peter Thorton killed an innocent man today, and I'm responsible.
I was careless.
When I killed Dr.
Milson in his office, his protégé saw me.
The darkest part of me.
He stared into the abyss and witnessed a kindred spirit.
I have to keep Deb safe.
I made up an excuse for her to stay over at Camilla and Gene's for the week-end.
If it goes wrong, they'll take care of her as if she was their own.
They were more than friends to my parents.
They've been like family.
They're good people.
I can't say the same for my echo.
I have to introduce Peter Thorton to the code.
Without it, he's just another killer.
Without it, I would be too.
But unlike me, it won't be a salvation.
Thorton crossed the line when he killed that campus guard, left the body for the police and me to find on my way to class.
He won't stop killing until I give him the one thing he wants most.
And it's not the curly fries.
He wants to connect.
To no longer walk alone.
To meet his maker.
I'm more than happy to oblige.
Growing up my father and I used to hunt.
It wasn't for sport.
It was to stave off my dark passenger until I was old enough to understand those hunting trips were all about teaching me the code.
The number one rule.
"Don't get caught.
" It's the only way you go to kill another day.
Tonight's the night.
I'm going to put my father's code to the test.
Either I'm its worthy heir and I survive, or I'll be consumed by my spawn.
It's how it should be.
Hunter, prey.
Let the game begin.
I was careless.
When I killed Dr.
Milson in his office, his protégé saw me.
The darkest part of me.
He stared into the abyss and witnessed a kindred spirit.
I have to keep Deb safe.
I made up an excuse for her to stay over at Camilla and Gene's for the week-end.
If it goes wrong, they'll take care of her as if she was their own.
They were more than friends to my parents.
They've been like family.
They're good people.
I can't say the same for my echo.
I have to introduce Peter Thorton to the code.
Without it, he's just another killer.
Without it, I would be too.
But unlike me, it won't be a salvation.
Thorton crossed the line when he killed that campus guard, left the body for the police and me to find on my way to class.
He won't stop killing until I give him the one thing he wants most.
And it's not the curly fries.
He wants to connect.
To no longer walk alone.
To meet his maker.
I'm more than happy to oblige.
Growing up my father and I used to hunt.
It wasn't for sport.
It was to stave off my dark passenger until I was old enough to understand those hunting trips were all about teaching me the code.
The number one rule.
"Don't get caught.
" It's the only way you go to kill another day.
Tonight's the night.
I'm going to put my father's code to the test.
Either I'm its worthy heir and I survive, or I'll be consumed by my spawn.
It's how it should be.
Hunter, prey.
Let the game begin.