Sergeant James Doakes: Can we please secure this motherf**king crime scene?
Sergeant James Doakes: Surprise mutha fucka.
Sergeant Doakes: Иисус Christ, Morgan. Иисус f**king Christ, *you're* the бухта, залив Harbor Butcher!
Sergeant Doakes: [Doakes seemingly walks up out of nowhere] Stop grinning like a f**king psycho and get back to work!
Sergeant James Doakes: Oh, and Ты owe me a new Michelin, Ты motherf****r.
Sergeant James Doakes :I am watching Ты motherf****r
Sergeant James Daokes: That's right, motherf*****r, it's over.
Sergeant James Daokes: We can stand here all f**king день I don't give a f**k but Ты gon' put that gun down!
Debra Morgan: Dexter, heads up. Bad in there.
Декстер Morgan: Ok.
Debra Morgan: I'm serious!
Декстер Morgan: Ok.
Sergeant Doakes: She's not kidding. It's your wet dream in there.
Sergeant Doakes: Ты give me the f**king creeps, Ты know that Dexter?
Декстер Morgan: Yeah, I know, sorry about that.
Sergeant James Daokes: What Ты grinning at Pyscho?
Laguerta: Goddamn it, James, I'm not joking.
Doakes: Do I look like I'm laughing?
Laguerta: No, Ты don't, I wish Ты would. Ты used to.
Doakes: Bullshit. I never laughed.
Sergeant James Daokes: you're supposed to preserve the f***ing crime scene, asshole
Doakes: (to Laguerta) And who was it that suspended me again? Oh shit, that was you!
Doakes: You're connected to this. I don't know how, but I'm going to find out, and some of what I find is going to stick to your ass
Sergeant James Doakes: Surprise mutha fucka.
Sergeant Doakes: Иисус Christ, Morgan. Иисус f**king Christ, *you're* the бухта, залив Harbor Butcher!
Sergeant Doakes: [Doakes seemingly walks up out of nowhere] Stop grinning like a f**king psycho and get back to work!
Sergeant James Doakes: Oh, and Ты owe me a new Michelin, Ты motherf****r.
Sergeant James Doakes :I am watching Ты motherf****r
Sergeant James Daokes: That's right, motherf*****r, it's over.
Sergeant James Daokes: We can stand here all f**king день I don't give a f**k but Ты gon' put that gun down!
Debra Morgan: Dexter, heads up. Bad in there.
Декстер Morgan: Ok.
Debra Morgan: I'm serious!
Декстер Morgan: Ok.
Sergeant Doakes: She's not kidding. It's your wet dream in there.
Sergeant Doakes: Ты give me the f**king creeps, Ты know that Dexter?
Декстер Morgan: Yeah, I know, sorry about that.
Sergeant James Daokes: What Ты grinning at Pyscho?
Laguerta: Goddamn it, James, I'm not joking.
Doakes: Do I look like I'm laughing?
Laguerta: No, Ты don't, I wish Ты would. Ты used to.
Doakes: Bullshit. I never laughed.
Sergeant James Daokes: you're supposed to preserve the f***ing crime scene, asshole
Doakes: (to Laguerta) And who was it that suspended me again? Oh shit, that was you!
Doakes: You're connected to this. I don't know how, but I'm going to find out, and some of what I find is going to stick to your ass