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Previously on Dexter: Original Sin...

Regarding the murder of Jimmy Powell

and the kidnapping of Nicky Spencer,

we're pursuing every avenue to find the Los Tigres safe house.

You get demoted, and as punishment

you're assigned to me?

What if this victim and the last two we found,

the one in Overtown and the sex worker in Coconut Grove,

what if they're all connected?

There's no consistent M.O.

The killer's still learning what he enjoys.

- A serial killer? - The killer's methods

are escalating.

He's-he's experimenting,

he's becoming more violent.

The Pontiac is registered to a Paul Petrie

in Tampa. Road trip mañana?

I can't believe you're taking his side over mine.

He's my brother.

[grunts]

Got kicked off the team and suspended from school.

What about the scholarship?

It's a fucking miracle I have made it this far.

[Harry] You just have to trust me.

There's a large shipment going out next Tuesday.

I'd like you to be at the shipyard

to learn more about the operation.

[Nicky] You're gonna have to come in here

and make me eat them, motherfucker!

[grunting]

No, let me go!

- [screams] - [finger crunches]

Hmm. These are really popular.

My kid loves 'em.

♪ Menacing music ♪

♪♪♪

♪ percussive music ♪

♪♪♪

[mosquito buzzing]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[knife sharpening]

♪♪♪

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[whimpering softly]

[footfalls approaching]

[slot opens]

[slot closes]

♪ Slow, tense music ♪

[door creaks open]

[Nicky groans]

Shh.

[murmuring]

[shushing] It's gonna be okay.

Dad?

♪ Pulsing music ♪

♪♪♪

♪ whimsical music ♪

[Harry sighs]

Hey, where's your sister?

Oh. Um, I don't know. In her room?

No, she didn't come home last night.

Maybe she crashed at Sofia's.

She said she was going to Gio's.

You know where he lives?

I think he mentioned he's got a place by the beach.

This kid has his own place? How old is he?

- I don't know, like 25? - Son of a bitch!

[sighs] I assumed that he was in high school.

[scoffs, chuckles]

Oh, Deb.

You went on the double date with them,

what-what'd you think?

- I liked him. - Yeah?

He seemed protective of Deb. We had fun hot-wiring a car.

You stole a car?

It was just a prank on one of Deb's friends.

[scoffs]

You taught me how to do it.

[sighs] All right, well, we'll discuss your joyride later.

LaGuerta and I are heading to Tampa

to chase down a lead on the N.H.I. serial killer case.

My serial killer? The one I told you about?

Please find Deb, all right?

- Before you leave... - Dex! I'm running late.

I know this is gonna sound crazy, but...

I think Captain Spencer killed Jimmy Powell

and kidnapped Nicky.

You're right.

That is crazy.

But... You know how I found that spot of blood

on the outside of the box that contained Nicky's finger?

Well, Spencer got all up in my business when he heard about it.

And I walked in on him in my lab reading the blood report.

And he's got a fresh cut on his arm.

You know, I-I cut myself shaving this morning.

You gonna accuse me of murder, too?

- Dad... - Listen to me!

You don't know what it's like to be a father and lose a child.

I have known Spencer since before you were born.

Christ, I just went to Nicky's confirmation last year!

He's hiding something. I-I-I feel it in my bones.

This has nothing to do with Spencer.

This is all about you. You-You're like a hammer.

Everything you see is a fucking nail!

I know you have a darkness inside of you.

I just didn't know that you were gonna project it

on everyone around you.

Just focus on finding your sister, okay?

[door slams]

♪ "In Your Room" by The Bangles ♪

♪♪♪

[Gio sighs]

This rom-com shit is cute and all,

but I need some fucking coffee.

A la orden.

♪ I love it in your room at night ♪

♪ You're the only one who gets through to me ♪

[giggles]

♪ In the warm glow of the candlelight ♪

♪ Oh, I wonder what you're gonna do to me ♪

♪ In your room ♪

♪ I come alive when I'm with you ♪

♪ I'll do anything you want me to ♪

♪ In your room ♪

♪ In your room ♪

♪ I feel good in your room ♪

♪ Let's lock the world out... ♪

Un cortadito para la dama.

Shit, I could get used to this.

♪ Nobody ever made me crazy like this ♪

[chuckles]

My shirt looks good on you.

You look good on me.

- [laughs] - So, what are you up to today?

I have to take the boat to Bimini.

Little business trip. Pick something up for my dad. You?

Um... I was suspended from school, so...

Nothing.

Want me to drive you home?

I can drop you on the way to the marina.

Mm, fuck no. [Scoffs]

The last place I want to be is with my family right now.

Maybe I could hang out here today?

Or... you could come with me.

To Bimini?

You down?

Uh... Fuck yes. [Laughs]

I don't have a swimsuit. Or-or a passport.

You don't need anything when you're with me.

[laughs]

- [kissing] - [giggling]

♪ Upbeat music ♪

♪♪♪

Sofia! Hey.

Quick, put your arm around me.

[sighs] Well, this is awkward.

Dexter, this is my new boyfriend, Chad.

Chad, this is my ex.

This the dude who beat up Tiffany's brother?

- [Sofia] Mm-hmm. - [Chad] Hey, man.

I don't want any problems.

Oh, grow a pair, Chad.

Nice to meet you, Chad.

Babe, I'll see you at the lockers?

Yeah.

[Dexter] The mating rituals of high schoolers

out in the wild always mystified me.

[sighs] Go. What do you want?

Uh, you know where Deb is?

Why would I? We're not speaking.

Like, today?

Like, at all.

Not since she totally betrayed me

by taking your side in the breakup.

Oh.

[sighs] She didn't even tell you. That's typical.

Look, she went to Gio's last night and never came home.

My dad's freaking out.

You know Gio's phone number, address, anything?

I think his last name is "Martino"?

Like the Dolphins quarterback but with a "T"?

Cool. Okay.

Wherever Deb is, she doesn't want to be found.

She pushed everyone away.

Even me.

Well, thanks.

♪ Salsa music ♪

♪♪♪

I'm driving.

[chuckles] Oh, boy. [Inhales]

Here I thought you were one of those

married-to-the-job types.

It's not serious.

All work and no play?

His name is Miguel Prado. He's still in law school.

Well, he's not gonna be a student forever.

Yeah, well, he's delusional.

Thinks he's gonna be DA someday.

♪ Upbeat, tropical music ♪

♪♪♪

[Harry] Why would Petrie drive from Tampa to Miami

- to commit three murders? - Hmm.

Murder vacation?

This doesn't make sense.

[exhales]

- Long night? - Hmm.

Aren't they all?

Mm. We don't have to talk about it.

Oh...

It's just things have been rough

with my daughter, Deb, lately.

She's, uh, 17, she's acting out.

Isn't that what they do?

Ah, I'm her dad.

And I want to fix everything,

I just have no idea how to help her.

I thought daughters usually give their mothers hell

- at that age. - [chuckles]

Yeah. Her mom passed away a year ago.

Sorry.

I didn't know.

I do know what it's like to grow up without a mother.

I immigrated to the U.S. as a kid.

Alone.

[sighs]

Lived with my tía y tío.

[chuckles] I can't believe they put up with me.

[Harry chuckles softly]

Well, you couldn't have been that bad.

Ran away with a tattooed guy on a motorcycle.

- Wow... - [laughs]

Made it all the way to Boston before they tracked me down.

[sighs]

Still, no matter how far away I strayed,

I always found my way back home.

Deb will, too.

Thanks.

[laughing]

♪ Gentle music ♪

♪♪♪

[child giggles]

There's a big shipment of cocaine

heading to New York tomorrow night.

Estrada wants me there with him to oversee the transfer.

He say why?

So I can learn the operation.

[laughs]

This is it.

Uh, you did it.

We are gonna bust that fucker

and every scumbag who works for him.

Where'd he say it's going down?

Jimenez will contact me with the details tonight.

Let me know as soon as he does.

[children laughing]

Couple of days, this is all gonna be over.

Be able to get the kids out of here.

Start a new life.

Yeah.

Listen, Laura.

This last year, with you and the boys...

Please, Harry.

We can't let go by holding on.

[Dexter] Swing! Swing!

Hey. Oh...

♪ tense, pensive music ♪

♪♪♪

Okay. It's okay.

All right, j-just for a minute, all right?

All right, you have to beat me there, okay?

Oh, I'm coming... Oh! You win.

♪ Dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

[officer] Miami Metro Crime Stoppers, how can I assist you?

[Bobby] Yeah, so we've been hitting up informants,

especially ones with cartel ties.

But so far, no sightings of Nicky.

What about Campos's guys?

Los Tigres.

[Bobby] Word on the street is

they're out to make a name for themselves in Miami.

Well, kidnapping a Homicide captain's son

would certainly do that.

This is all we've been able to gather on them so far.

Get more.

I want names of every member.

Addresses, phone numbers.

I want to know what they're gonna do before they do it.

These motherfuckers could have my son

and we are running out of time.

- We'll keep pushing. - Hey, you know we also set up

an anonymous Crime Stoppers tip line

that's being monitored around the clock.

Someone out there knows something.

♪ Tense music ♪

♪♪♪

[sighs]

[Dexter] Normally, the hunt for Deb would have been low

on my to-do list.

But what Harry wanted, Harry got.

[sighs]

Not much to go on, but...

bingo.

[pen clatters]

Special delivery. Oops.

Sorry about that, Dex.

Damn aloe gets everywhere.

Sunburn?

Gene's only job

is to bring the two most essential things

every boat outing must have...

- [snaps fingers] - Sunscreen and life jackets?

Sunscreen and rum cocktails.

At least he remembered the mai tais.

You know, if you ever want to borrow the boat, just ask.

Camilla, thank you for bringing those up.

What is all this?

Your reward for impressing the boss.

Captain Spencer requested

that you review the blood spatter on these cold cases.

Oh, wow, Dexter. He must think a lot of you.

[Dexter] And I had thought a lot about him.

If I was so valued,

why did Spencer want me working on every case

except the most important one...

his own son's?

Okay, I'm gonna go home.

Quick shower, change and then I'm gonna be back.

Okay. We'll call with any news.

♪ Atmospheric music ♪

[Dexter] What did Spencer want me to find?

Or not find?

♪♪♪

[Dexter] I had to know where he was going.

A left heads toward Coral Gables, where Spencer lives.

Maybe Harry was right,

maybe I was projecting my darkness

onto a grieving father.

Or maybe I wasn't.

♪ "The Scroll" by Lord Nelson ♪

[singer vocalizing]

♪ You have no defense ♪

♪ Whether you're old, if your blood's not cold ♪

♪ You can do the Scroll ♪

♪ The Scroll will help you unwind ♪

♪ Your muscle, your daily strain ♪

♪ And your razzle-dazzle ♪

♪ Put your hand on your partner's shoulder ♪

♪ Warm up yourself as you come together... ♪

[Marco] Refill?

Shit, yeah.

Fucking pinch me.

This cannot be real.

Ow! [Laughs]

It's real.

Who are you?

One lucky guy.

[laughs softly]

♪ Fire ♪

[singer vocalizing]

♪ Fire ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Fire ♪

- You ready? - Yep. Let's do it.

All right.

♪ Quiet, tense music ♪

♪♪♪

Are you sure this is Petrie's home?

Looks like someone got to him first.

[sighs] Shit.

♪♪♪

What are you up to, Captain?

♪♪♪

[Dexter] I had to know what was in that bag.

♪♪♪

[engine revs]

[brakes squeak]

[engine shuts off]

♪ Ominous music ♪

♪♪♪

[door closes]

[pager vibrating]

[sighs] Shit.

[car phone ringing]

Hey. About time. What'd you find out?

"Find out"?

Yeah, about Deb. Uh, is she okay?

Oh, right, uh...

I-I spoke with Sofia, got Gio's address.

And? You brought her home, right?

Sofia said Deb didn't want to be found.

So, what are you saying?

Y-You just stopped looking for her?

I saw Spencer do something weird,

and I followed him.

You are not a detective, Dexter,

you're fucking Forensics.

And you're talking about a guy

who has served on the force for 30 years.

- But Dad... - You want to know what.

Spencer and I have in common?

We both have kids that are missing,

one of them is your sister for fuck's sake.

Find her. Now.

[dial tone]

[coin jingles]

- Miami Metro? - Hey. Sergeant Morgan.

I'm Detective Raymond. This is Bean.

Wow, was that a real deal car phone you were just on?

Uh, yeah, that was a phone.

- And it works? - Yeah.

So you could've called us at any point

- during your drive up here? - [Harry chuckles]

Unwad your panties, Detective. We're just following a lead.

We didn't want to sound the alarm

until we knew we had something.

A little professional courtesy would've been nice is all.

[Maria] We just have a few questions.

Then we'll be out of your...

- [Maria clears throat] - Right.

Uh, so, how'd Paul Petrie end up on your radar?

He's a possible suspect in a homicide case we're working.

And when'd the homicide occur?

Little over a week ago.

Ah. Then Petrie's definitely not your guy.

Here, come see for yourself.

- [closes knife] - Come on in.

♪ Dark, mysterious music ♪

♪♪♪

[door closes]

Okay, so Petrie's family called in a wellness check

when they couldn't get in touch with him.

Discovered his body right there. Three weeks ago.

And what's your theory on the whole thing?

Uh, well, it started in here,

the victim tried to crawl...

and, well, he didn't make it very far.

[Maria] Cause of death?

- Wasn't hugs. - [Raymond chuckles]

[Raymond] Blunt force trauma.

Someone took a fire poker, beat the guy like a piñata

and kept going after the candy came out.

Mm. [Sighs]

I wish your son was here so he could do his... thing.

What have you learned about the victim?

Petrie was a psychiatrist.

Specialized in adolescent behavior disorders.

Worked at Harbor Light Mental Hospital.

He also ran a private practice here in his home office.

And this was Dr. Petrie's desk calendar

with all of his appointments?

Yup. And as you can see,

the last few months' pages were torn out.

[Harry] Hmm.

The killer didn't want us seeing Petrie's schedule.

So you're thinking it's a, uh, former patient

- of Dr. Petrie's, hmm? - Yeah.

Any suspects?

[chuckles] Yeah. 300 of 'em.

[laughs] We got patient files going back 22 years

at the station, if you want to take a look at 'em.

[Doobie Brothers' "Drift Away" playing]

♪ Day after day I'm more confused... ♪

[Laura] Ooh la la.

Would you look at that? You got skills, baby.

Dex, what do you think of Mommy's nails?

- Pretty. - [chuckles]

You got a good eye, my love.

Okay, what color next?

- Green. - [Laura] Mm. Perfect.

Got a big night tonight.

Give me the works.

♪ And drift away... ♪

Beautiful, baby. You got it.

♪ Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul ♪

♪ I want to get lost in your rock 'n' roll... ♪

Oh, my God!

- [Laura screams] - [Juan] Come here.

- Get off me! - [grunting]

- No, let them go! No! - Mom!

- Mommy! - [screaming]

- [Dexter] Mom! - [clamoring]

[Juan grunts]

- [shouts] - [Dexter] Mommy!

Mommy! No!

♪ Upbeat, tropical music ♪

♪♪♪

[Stefano] Gio!

- Primo. - [exclaims]

I¡Mis primos favoritos!

That's Andrea and that's Stefano.

Damn, G. Your yacht get bigger since last time?

Bigger boat to distract from your tiny dick, eh?

Uh, Gio's dick doesn't need any distractions.

Trust me.

Una gringa chistosa. Me gusta.

Get in here, chica.

Okay, now, who's ready to have a good time?

- [cheering] - Huh?

[cheering continues]

♪ "Rico Suave" by Gerado ♪

♪ Suave ♪

[cheering]

♪ Rico... ♪

[Stefano] Gio!

- [cheering] - ♪ Suave ♪

[singing in Spanish]

[sniffs, exhales]

♪ So please don't judge a book by its cover ♪

♪ There's more to being a Latin lover ♪

♪ You got to know how to deal with a woman that won't let go ♪

♪ The price you pay for being a gigolo... ♪

I need water.

Hurry back.

♪ Rico ♪

[laughs]

♪ Suave... ♪

- Water, please. - You got it.

♪ Suave... ♪

- Enjoy. - Thanks.

♪ Ominous, droning music ♪

♪♪♪

What are you staring at?

Hey, you got prettier things to look at right here.

[chuckles]

I saw some people going onto your boat,

I thought they might be breaking in or something.

Don't worry about that.

I told you I was here for business.

And what's with the big-ass crate?

I said don't worry about it.

I've got something for you.

Fuck you.

[Gio chuckles]

Is that a good "fuck you"?

- Fuck yes. - [laughs]

♪ Rico... ♪

[Deb] I love it.

I love you. [Laughs]

You don't have to say it back or anything.

It's totally cool if you're not there yet.

♪ Rico ♪

♪♪♪

♪ Suave ♪

♪ intriguing music ♪

♪♪♪

[doorbell buzzes]

I don't want any encyclopedias.

Uh, no, uh, I'm Deb's brother.

Who the fuck is Deb?

Gio's girlfriend?

[chuckles] Of course she is.

- Are they here? - Gio knows better than to bring

his "New Bitch on the Cock" around when I'm in town.

And... who are you?

Ariana. Gio's fiancée.

Oh. Congratulations.

[chuckles] Shiny.

I know.

[contented sigh]

[Dexter] You know where they are?

[Ariana] Told me he was going to our condo

at the Bimini Royale.

Some business trip.

But if he brought your sister,

it's probably also a fuck trip.

Thanks.

Uh, and... sorry, I guess.

Don't be.

Told him I was visiting my sister in New York.

I'm an only child.

Cool.

We done here?

Actually, can I use your phone?

Yeah, whatever. Knock yourself out.

Thanks. It'll be quick.

Gio pays the bills, so call China for all I care.

[line ringing]

[sighs heavily]

Hey, Camilla.

Is that offer still good?

♪ "Arroz Con Pollo" ♪

♪♪♪

[Dexter] Harry taught me there's a clear difference

between good and evil.

People who deserve to die, and people who don't.

But I knew I wasn't the only one living with secrets.

And I was learning something Harry didn't want to admit:

there's Darkness in everyone.

♪♪♪

♪ Cha cha cha ♪

Dr. Petrie's patient files. Let your fingers do the walking.

It'll take weeks for us to get through all this.

Why don't we write down the names, we'll check them

against our records in Miami, maybe there'll be some overlap.

Tell you what, you find any connections,

we're happy to fax you the details. Yeah?

Coffee's down the hall. It's shitty. You're welcome.

Good luck.

Even just copying down all the names is gonna take hours.

[Harry] Melodia...

Minarik.

[Harry] B. Moser?

♪ Suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

You know, uh, cup of that coffee does sound kind of good.

The shitty one?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll get it for us.

But, uh, you're buying dinner.

Got it.

Discharged?

[mutters] Disorderly conduct.

[muttering]

"Mother's affair."

That stuff will put hair on your chest.

Or, well, in your case...

Think carefully before you finish that sentence.

"Attending nurse: Raul Martinez."

Holy shit.

[mutters]

[Harry clears throat]

What did I miss?

[coughs] Whole lot of nothing.

Hey, thanks.

♪♪♪

Well, maybe Jimenez just hasn't contacted her yet.

Laura always picks up her phone.

I've called her five times.

- [engine shuts off] - You can stay here if you want.

[Harry] Shit.

Shit.

I'll go this way.

Dexter? Brian?

Laura! Laura?

[scoffs]

[Bobby] House is empty.

[Harry] They've been taken.

♪ Somber guitar music ♪

♪♪♪

[Laura] It's gonna be okay. [crying softly]

Mommy?

[crying, groaning]

[crying, speaking Spanish]

It's gonna be okay.

Mommy?

Yeah, Mommy's here with you, okay?

Everything's gonna be okay. [sobs]

♪ Upbeat, tropical music ♪

Diamonds look good on me.

Really brings out my wrist. [laughs]

[pager beeping]

Shit. [Sniffs]

Gabe, I got to use the back room to make a call.

I'll just be a few minutes.

[giggles, sighs]

If my boyfriend comes back, can you tell him

that I went to grab my jacket?

[chuckles]

[Gio] You don't want to do that.

Fuck. You scared me. [Laughs]

I told you... to forget what you saw.

[scoffs] Yeah, but...

I brought you here because I thought you'd be a good girl

and stay out of the way.

I was just curious.

And I was wrong.

Gio, come on. Why are you making this into such a big deal?

Get off my boat.

- What? - Now.

That's fucking crazy. How am I supposed to get home?

Not my problem.

Don't fucking touch me! Asshole.

[Deb] Fuck!

[sighs]

Fuck your fucking yacht, Gio!

[sighs]

Fuck you and your stupid fucking yacht!

[exhales, pants]

Deb?

Dex?! [gasps]

You would not believe the day that I've had.

Turns out Gio's a lying son of a bitch.

He came out here on some slimy business deal,

and when I called him on it,

he kicked me off the boat.

Fucker!

[sighs]

Wait, how did you find me?

I went to Gio's apartment and...

his fiancée told me.

[scoffs] Fiancée?

Of-fucking-course, that piece of shit!

[sobs]

♪ Gentle music ♪

♪♪♪

Are you okay?

[sighs] Just take me home.

[sighs]

♪♪♪

[Deb] I'm so fucking stupid!

It's like he was some other person and I didn't even know.

I'm such a loser.

Fuck liars!

Shit! I could've pawned that. [sighs]

Too late to get it back?

Once it's in the ocean, it's gone forever.

I've lost everything, Dex.

My boyfriend, my best friend, my team,

my scholarship, my future.

I have nothing.

You have Dad.

And me.

[sighs] Dad's so emotionally constipated,

he hasn't given a shit in years.

The whole reason we're sitting here

is 'cause he's worried about you.

Yeah, so worried, he couldn't come himself?

You know him and work.

I know that even when he's trying,

he still doesn't get it.

When he's talking to me, it's like he's talking to...

The version of you he wants you to be?

Exactly.

[sighs] He's like that with me, too.

I thought Dad was the one that really got you.

Like Mom got me.

Well, for what it's worth?

I get you.

Oh, great.

My freak brother is the only one who understands me. [Chuckles]

[both laugh]

- [engine starts] - Let me show you how it's done.

[laughs]

Whoo!

[both whooping]

[laughing]

♪ Mellow, twangy music ♪

♪♪♪

[sighs]

Hey, you want to rent a Blockbuster? Order a pizza?

Only thing better than a pizza?

Two pizzas.

[laughs] Deal. Hey, I might have some of those brownies left.

[pager vibrates]

[sighs] It's work. I got to...

Go. Yeah, I know.

[door closes]

♪ Somber music ♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[sobs quietly]

[sobbing]

♪♪♪

[continues sobbing]

[Tanya] We received an anonymous tip

over the Crime Stoppers hotline.

Nicky Spencer was spotted at a known cartel stash house.

[Vince] Welcome to your first SWAT raid, brother.

Why is Forensics coming?

Because they want us to process anything

and everything we find immediately.

Clock is ticking.

You can't tell me to stay back, Carl. It's my fucking son!

[indistinct radio chatter]

♪ Tense, suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

Let's go!

[Dexter] If Nicky was at a cartel house,

then Spencer was innocent.

Harry was right.

I was projecting my own darkness.

[Vince] Think fast, Dex!

So you don't get fucking shot.

[sirens wailing]

♪ Tense, pulsing music ♪

♪♪♪

The cartel has a gnome.

[Dexter] I wasn't projecting darkness.

I was witnessing it.

[SWAT leader over radio] Back team ready.

[quietly] Front team ready.

Breach in three, two, one. Ram.

- Get your hands up! - [overlapping yelling]

- Move, move, move! - [overlapping yelling]

[clamoring, yelling]

- Miami Metro PD! - Bring him in.

- Put him in the corner! - What the fuck, man?

- Go! Put your fucking hands up! - Shit!

- [gasping, screaming] - [indistinct yelling]

[clamoring]

Clear the back rooms! Let's go!

- Get your fucking hands up. - [yelling]

- Hey! Hey! - [overlapping yelling]

- [woman screaming] - Oh, fuck!

- Where's my son?! - [crying hysterically]

- Where is he?! - [whimpering]

♪ ominous, dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Goddamn you, stupid pig!

- Hey, hey. - Fuck.

- [overlapping yelling] - [woman crying]

[clamoring]

House is clear.

- Any sign of Nicky? - Negative.

What about you? Where's my son?

Fuck you, pig. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

- Keep your fucking hands up. - [woman] Déjelo quieto.

[Batista] Cállate. Cállate.

- What the fuck is this? - Cállesela.

La fucking jeta.

I got something.

♪ Eerie music ♪

♪♪♪

It's Nicky's.

- Where is he? - Fuck you!

- You heard what he said! - Hey! You! Where is he?!

Don't give me that fucking attitude!

- Aaron. - Give me my fucking son!

Where is he?! Where's my goddamn son?

- [shouting in Spanish] - I'll fucking touch you!

- Aaron, stop. - Tell me where my fucking son

- is, motherfucker. - Aaron, stop. Aaron!

I'll blow your fucking head off!

[overlapping yelling]

Gun!

- [gunfire] - [yelling]

Down! Down!

[gunfire continues]

- Back, back! - [woman screams]

- [gunfire] - [yelling]

[grunts]

Officer down! Officer down!

- [gunfire] - [yelling]

[grunting]

[yelling]

Go in! Go in!

[gunfire]

[indistinct yelling]

On your right! On your right!

All the way.

- Oh, shit. - [gasping]

[Batista] Keep pressure. Just keep pressure.

Call an ambulance! Help!

There's no fucking time. Bring in a SWAT van!

- Hang in there, primo. - Give me a shield! Come on!

[officer] Hurry up!

- Go. - [grunting]

Let's go!

We got you, Bobby.

[Batista] You're good, bro. You're good.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ Slow, suspenseful music ♪

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I need your weapon, Aaron.

Here.

Forensics.

I'm sorry.

I have to take it.

I know.

I'm sorry.

♪ Tense music ♪

- ♪ upbeat salsa music. - [sizzling]

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[grunts softly]

♪ Eerie, suspenseful music ♪

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Who the hell is Brian Moser?

[sighs heavily]

Okay.

Medianochewith, uh, mojo sauce on the side.

- There you go. - Thanks.

[rustling]

You good?

- Yup. - [chuckles softly]

[car phone ringing]

Detective Morgan.

What? Is he okay?

- We'll be right there. - What is it?

- [engine starts] - It's Bobby. He's been shot.

- Oh, shit. Is he...? - It's bad.

[tires squeal]

[camera shutter clicking]

♪ Somber, suspenseful music ♪

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[Dexter] Spencer planned all of this.

And I could have prevented it.

If I hadn't taken my eye off Spencer,

Bobby wouldn't have gotten shot.

He's not here, sir. We swept the whole house.

No. No. My son has to be here!

We've swept every room.

Sweep it again! We've got to find my fucking son!

Hey! Hey!

- Goddamn it! - Hey!

I need to find my son!

[Dexter] Everyone has darkness they think they can keep hidden.

But not from me.

- [crying] No. No. - Aaron. Aaron.

- It's okay. - No.

We'll find him.

[Dexter] I could see it in others.

Their darkness. Ever since I was little.

And I was always looking for it.

[door rattles open]

It's okay. It's okay. Come here.

[panting]

Laura.

I'm disappointed in you.

Why am I here?

- What do you want from me? - [shushing]

No games.

You'll only upset me more.

I know you've been talking to the police.

You, Sergeant Morgan, the kids?

One big, happy family.

No, please.

Spare my boys.

[shuddering] It's not their fault.

- [women whimpering] - [Estrada] No, it's not.

But the sins of the mother.

[chain saw buzzing]

I¡Lo siento!

Don't look, boys.

I¡Por favor, lo siento!

No. Por favor.

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[chain saw buzzing]

[whimpering]

[Laura] Please don't. Please.

- Don't look. - [Dexter gasping]

[Laura] Close your eyes, Dexter.

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