Dexter & Lila’s Relationship Timeline 🔥

What's your name?

Bob.

Hi, Bob.

Hi.

And I'm an addict.

I use heroin.

Shoot it.

It's affecting my job.

My boss found my works.

He fired my ass.

But I showed him I spent every penny of my final paycheck on junk.

The doctor said I...

Uh...

I almost died.

Coffee sucks.

As bad as the doughnuts.

It's better next door.

Come on.

Hey.

It is good coffee, thank you.

So tell me.

Exactly how full of shit are you?

I'm not full of anything.

It was a nice performance in there.

Where did you download it from?

Addict.com?

I have no reason to lie.

Sure you did.

We all do.

You thought I was lying?

I don't know.

Bob?

Well, it is anonymous.

Everyone in that room has heard or lived far worse than anything you've ever done.

I doubt it.

Oh, so you're super junkie.

I don't mean to imply the way you've been through hasn't been difficult.

But there's no way that I could know what you've experienced, right?

I couldn't possibly feel that need.

Like a thousand hiding voices whispering, this is who you are.

And you fight the pressure, the growing need rising like a wave, prickling and teasing and prodding to be fed.

But the whispering gets louder until it's screaming now.

And it's the only voice you hear, the only voice you want to hear.

And you belong to it.

To this shadow self.

To this...

Dark passenger.

Yes.

The dark passenger.

I'm sorry, but I need to go.

Thanks for the coffee.

Lila, what are you doing here?

Hey, Dexter.

You know, I've been thinking about you breaking up with me, and, well, I don't think it's in your best interest.

I'm tired and hot, and I have somewhere to be.

I think you should give me another chance.

There's nothing you can do to help me.

It's not even you.

It's me.

I am who I am, and nobody's going to change that.

Whatever you think you are, you don't have to be that.

I swear you're wrong.

Stop judging yourself.

There are no absolutes.

No one's all good or evil.

You're just gonna have to trust me on this.

Jesus, Dexter, what are you so fucking scared of?

You make yourself into a monster so you no longer bear responsibility for what you do.

Oh, I can't help it.

I'm a monster.

Oh, of course I was gonna do that.

I'm a monster.

It's sad.

And it's pathetic.

And it breaks my heart.

You don't think there are monsters in this world?

You don't believe people are evil?

I'll show you evil.

Wow.

Can I touch?

OK.

This isn't exactly the reaction I was looking for.

Well, I've never seen anything like this before.

You're not disgusted?

Appalled?

Horrified?

It's... incredible.

But the person who did this... Is a person just like me.

Like you.

We're all good, Dexter, and we're all evil.

I thought I closed the door to anyone ever seeing me for who I am, but this woman sees me.

She doesn't know it, but she's looking behind the mask and she's not turning away.

What?

Everything okay?

Next door, what's wrong?

Thought I could resist.

Jesus, are you using?

No, but I'm about to.

Tell me where you are, and I'll get in a taxi, and I'll come get you.

I have to do this?

No, you don't.

Just tell me where you are.

You'll be too late.

Don't you bloody do this.

You are stronger than that.

I'm not!

Yes, you fucking are.

You've come this far.

If you turn back now, you'll go right back to the way you were.

Hollow.

Angry.

Alone.

I will get you through this, I swear.

Just come back to me, okay?

You want to tell me what's going on?

What's going on?

Being the new me sucks.

I'm about to be found out at work for what I am, for what I really am.

And I can't do anything to stop it because I got kicked out of the office to cool off.

That seems to be going well for you.

Add to that the fact that Rita heard your message.

and dumped me last night.

I tried to explain to her that nothing happened at the hotel, but she wouldn't listen to me.

Nobody fucking listens to me.

Listen, you need to calm down, okay?

Last time I saw you like this, you came back covered in blood.

So?

You're the one who said I'm supposed to feel my feelings.

Yeah, well, now I'm telling you to get them under control.

You don't understand.

Why don't you make me?

I'm afraid we just can't see you tonight without a reservation.

As you can see, we are completely at capacity.

Well, we can... No, I'm sorry.

You have to help us.

I made this reservation two months ago.

This is our 10-year anniversary.

This is the place where Dexter proposed to me.

On the patio, in front of the fountain.

He told me to make a wish, and when I looked down, there was my diamond ring, sparkling under the water.

That is so romantic.

In case you're wondering, there's nothing sparkling under that water tonight.

I'm sure you'll dazzle me somehow.

You're a creative problem solver now, right?

A changed man.

Or at least changing.

I suppose.

There's no supposing about it, Dexter.

You've taken control of your addiction in a way that few people do.

It's been about weeks since we've even discussed your recovery.

I think you're right.

And you haven't felt the need to use?

Incredibly, no.

I feel, you know, like I'm finally in control of things again.

We call that warm, fuzzy feeling the pink cloud.

It's when an addict experiences acceptance for the first time.

You're saying it won't last.

I'm saying that you have to work it, that's all.

But I know that you will.

Because I believe that we've found a true substitute for your addiction.

What's that?

Life.

You're making us all look bad.

I'm the manager with Bistarino.

Happy anniversary.

On the house.

Thank you.

Did you hear that, darling?

Oh, I heard it, darling.

Enjoy your evening.

Thank you.

Happy anniversary, my love.

Aren't we in recovery?

This is just bubbles.

We're not going to shoot it off, are we?

You really have a way, you know that?

A way of what?

Whatever the hell you want.

Well, here's to ten more glorious years of whatever the hell I want.

So, why the grouchiness?

Is it because your sister thinks I'm a trollop?

It's not just Deb.

It's the suddenness of all of this.

Losing Rita, the kids, they've been the only thing keeping me human for a long time.

Were they keeping you human, though?

Or were they the ones making you feel like the monster that you were talking about?

Keep going.

Your friends and family have to accept you for who you're evolving into now that you're clean.

Truth is, I need to avoid Lila for now.

Harry taught me that the key to survival was staying one step ahead.

But Lundy almost trapped me today.

I can't be unprepared like that again.

Hey, it's me.

Why aren't you here?

I'm starving.

Oh, I thought you knew.

It's my bowling night.

What, like Fred Flintstone?

Yeah, I'm more in the Barney Rubble category.

How fun.

I'd love to watch you bowl.

But it's not really a spectator sport.

Oh, I'll close my eyes.

But it's sort of the guy's night out.

Come on, Dexter.

I want to meet your friends.

Where is it?

What time is it?

Give me the address.

It's one thing to fuck with me, another to fuck with my ex-girlfriend who hates me.

The Lila experiment is officially over.

Dexter!

Give me Rita's key.

Well, it's your fault, isn't it, Dexter?

You lied to me about working late.

And I thought I might find you there.

Do not ever go to Rita's house again.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Is this the monster that you keep telling me about?

Trust me, when you meet the monster, you'll know.

Too much information.

Look who's come out of his cave.

Lila, what are you doing here?

She came to see me, bro.

Angel mentioned that you needed a decorator, and, well, a slot just came up, so I gave him a call.

I've always wanted a decorator.

Angel.

She's not really a decorator.

It's not really my apartment that I want decorated.

So, hey, the boys here have persuaded me to go for a drink.

Or ten.

Oh, God, should I be worried?

Yes, you should.

Then maybe you should come with us.

Because who knows what secrets will come pouring out of me once the drinks start blowing.

Lila, I have 2,000 square feet that needs a total makeover.

You got 800 if you count your parking space.

She can do it twice.

I have to get to Jimenez, but a dead man tells no tales.

A drunk, unstable woman very well may.

What the hell do you want?

I'm concerned.

Usually when someone quits their sponsor, it means they're using again.

You can quit the sponsor bullshit.

I'm done with it.

And you.

Did I not make that clear last night?

It's out of order.

There's still work we can do together.

No, there isn't.

I am who I am and I don't want you coming anywhere near me or my addiction.

Do you understand?

Oh, I understand.

How lonely you are.

Stop.

Those friends of yours out there, they don't even know you.

They just see the mask, but I see it all.

Like, I can see how upset you are.

Oh, really?

No.

It's more than just me that's eating at you.

There's something else.

You don't have to handle it alone.

I can help.

I know how heavy that mask is, how tiring.

I'm the only one who can see behind it, and it doesn't scare me.

It's like looking in the mirror.

That's why we belong together.

Hey, asshole.

It's ladies only.

My mistake.

He giving you trouble?

A little.

I'm Sergeant James Dokes, Miami Metro Homicide.

Who put you in there?

Fucking psycho.

And he could be back any minute.

Grab that key right behind you on the wall.

Who is he?

His name is Dexter Morgan.

I need you to open this gate.

Why would he do that, put you in there?

Because I found out that he's a fucking Bay Harbor butcher.

Please just open this fucking gate.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Poor thing, all alone.

I'm okay.

Just open the gate.

Not you.

Dexter.

Hiding such an enormous secret.

What a burden that's got to be.

No wonder he is so shut down.

What are you, his accomplice?

My soulmate.

You can't leave me in here like this!

You'll be an accessory!

I'm not gonna leave you!

What the fuck are you doing?

What the fuck are you doing?

No!

Turn that off!

No!

Do you understand?

This is murder!

Open this fucking door!

This is fucking murder!

Hi, Dexter.

Hi, Dexter.

Hey, Dex.

Hey, guys.

You having fun?

Super fun.

Lila's so nice.

Where is Lila?

I'm over here.

Could have had it all, Dexter.

Look away, both of you.

Aster, you first.

You're going to help your brother.

Go, run.

Find help.

You're gonna be okay.

I got you.

You wanted to be close to me, Lila.

This is the most I have to offer.

I can't feel my... my legs and my body.

Good.

I went with the spinal epidural instead of the tranquilizer.

I've got a plane to catch.

And you don't need to feel this.

You killed an innocent man.

I did it for you.

I did...

But you tried to kill the children for me, too.

You taught me to accept what I am.

And to trust in the one thing I know with absolute clarity.