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Previously on Dexter...
- You can't kill me. - Why?
Because I don't fit Harry's code.
Trust me when I say that there's a place
in this world for your son.
You're perfect.
How can you still say that
when you know what I've done to Deb?
Uhh!
I shot the wrong person in that trailer.
Why'd you save me? Why didn't you let me drown?
I couldn't imagine my life without you in it.
I'm glad to see that you two have managed
to find your way back to each other.
Well, the family that kills together...
Zach's killer is related to you.
The Brain Surgeon... is related to you.
Daniel.
He's going by the name of Oliver Saxon.
- What are you going to do? - What do you think?
He's my son.
- I still have feelings for you. - I just--
Remember me?
Where do you think you'll go?
I haven't decided.
Argentina.
Me, you, and Harrison are gonna move to Argentina.
I've got a line on Hannah McKay,
but I'm gonna need your help reeling her in.
But he's on to you, and you gotta move fast.
I tried to get an earlier flight, but it's booked solid
'cause of the storm.
I have a proposal. We walk away.
You went out of your way to kill your mother in front of me,
and you just expect me to forget?
Evelyn?
This is usually my favorite moment, the kill.
Now, I don't even wanna be here.
Hey, Deb, change of plans.
Go get on a plane.
Last site someone visited on this computer
was for an Aero Sudamerica.
I'm gonna tail the Morgans,
see if they'll lead me to her.
Aah! Aah!
What the fuck is going on here?
Help me, please!
[Grunting]
- Unh! - Agh!
Don't move.
I used to live my life at night,
in the shadow of my Dark Passenger.
But, over the years, my eyes adjusted,
and I could see.
And now, what's in focus is my future.
Bright.
Brighter than it's ever been.
[Grunting] This is Detective Debra Morgan.
I've been shot.
Are we almost there?
It's, uh, Gate 209. Just a couple more.
I want some Oreos.
There'll be food on the plane.
Come on, you promised to help me count.
- 210. - There you go.
I always thought that if I ever left Miami,
I'd be running for my life...
not running towards a new one.
211!
[Chuckles]
Ladies and gentlemen, we'll begin boarding
Flight 691 to Rio de Janeiro in a few moments.
To ensure an on-time departure we ask that you have
your tickets and passports ready for the attendant.
Where's Hannah?
[Cell phone buzzes]
[Beep]
- Hannah? - Hey, where are you?
I'm at the gate. Where are you?
I'm in the ladies' room, Dex. Elway is in the boarding area.
Come here, buddy.
[Woman on P.A.] Attention passengers.
We now begin pre-boarding for Aero Sudamerica
Flight 691 to Rio de Janeiro.
He didn't see me. Did he see you?
No, I don't think so.
He's got a clear view of the jetway.
He must have bought a ticket to get through security.
We won't be able to board without being spotted.
And he's right between you and the exit.
Dex, I just heard them.
Our plane is boarding right now.
Stay where you are. I'll call you right back.
Okay.
[Phone beeps off] Hey...
you want some Oreos?
Yay!
Come on.
Why don't you grab something for the flight?
- Nothing too big. - Okay.
The storm is coming fast...
[Indistinct chatter]
[Woman on P.A.] At this time, we'll now be boarding
all passengers in business class.
All passengers, stand by...
[Announcement continues indistinctly]
Hey, excuse me.
Hi. I have tickets on this flight.
I'm a forensic analyst with Miami Metro.
- Yes? - I don't want to tell you
how to do your job, but I just saw a guy
drop that bag under that chair
and then just walk away.
I thought maybe he forgot it, but it really looked
like he left it there on purpose.
Did you see where he went?
Yeah, he's, uh...
right over there, on the phone.
I know it's probably nothing, but...
like they say, "If you see something, say something."
Thanks.
Security, this is Casey at Gate 211.
There's a Caucasian male... [Continues indistinctly]
Deputy Marshal, it's Elway again.
Third message. I'm still at the airport.
I still think Hannah McKay's trying to leave the country.
Call me back as soon as you can.
Thank you.
- Sir... - Oh, that's okay.
- You can stack that. - Airport security.
Need you to come with us, please.
What? What happened?
Just got to ask you a few questions.
What the hell is this about?
I'm gonna miss my flight.
Sir, I need you to do what I ask.
This way.
You gotta be fuckin' kidding me.
[Phone line ringing]
[Beep] Hey.
Okay, the coast is clear.
- Elway's gone. - Okay.
[Man on P.A.] Ladies and gentlemen,
- due to a security concern... - Let's go see Hannah.
...it is necessary at this time for all passengers
- to exit the boarding area... - Clear this area right now.
[Passengers grumbling]
What did you do?
Put Elway on the no-fly list.
Unfortunately, now we're not flying either.
Come on, bud.
All right, let's move her.
Stabbed in the heart. Pretty quick.
- [Groaning] - His gun is missing too.
We're going to assume Saxon still has it.
- [Grunting] - I'm calling your brother.
No, he's leaving with Harrison.
If you tell him what happened, he'll stay.
- Deb-- - I swear to fucking God,
I'm not getting on that ambulance if you call him.
Okay.
I'm gonna ride with you to the hospital.
No problem, sir.
For once, do not argue with me.
I'm in the ambulance. That's it.
You're such a fuckin' asshole.
Yeah, he signed it. He's inside.
I'll meet you at the hospital.
I'm right behind you.
[Indistinct radio chatter]
[Engine starts, siren blips]
[Siren wails]
Miami Central, this is Rescue 6.
We're transporting Lieutenant Debra Morgan...
[Grunting]
- You're all right. - Hurts like a motherfucker.
[Ambulance bumps] Ooh.
I really hate getting shot.
You need to stop that.
Uhh!
[Grunting]
I really thought that was it.
I thought I was gonna die.
[Chuckles] No. You're gonna live forever.
[Ambulance bumps] Ah!
I thought maybe I was getting what I deserved.
What you deserve?
Why would you think that?
[Grunts]
I've done shit I'm not proud of.
Stuff I can't take back.
Think I haven't done shit I'm not proud of?
[Grunts]
It's not the same.
I know. You went through a bad time.
But I fucked up too, Deb.
A lot.
[Ambulance bumps] [Grunts]
But I think we get to make up for it, you know?
Uhh.
How?
You do enough good in the world,
it sort of cancels out the bad.
I think I would need to save a busload of nuns
or something.
You're a good person.
A lot better than most.
Now that you're back on the force,
you're gonna have a million chances
to do good.
Maybe even save that busload of nuns.
If they're like the ones I had in school,
let 'em go.
Come here.
[Kiss] [Grunting]
[EKG beeping]
Hey.
I'm gonna be right here, okay?
We both are.
Her vitals are stable.
- Let's get her into surgery. - I love you, Joey.
What's that?
So?
She's on her way to surgery now.
She took one in the gut.
We don't know how bad it is yet.
Where's Dexter?
Deb asked us not to call him.
She what?
She says he's on a trip with Harrison.
She didn't want to worry him, but I say screw that.
- He's gotta know. - Damn right he's gotta know.
[Phone dialing]
[Phone line ringing]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Man on P.A.] Due to a possible security concern,
we are evacuating the terminal.
[Cell phone vibrates] [Scoffs]
[P.A. announcement repeats in Spanish]
It's Matthews.
[Beep] Hello?
Dexter, Saxon escaped after shooting Debra.
[Continues indistinctly]
[Whispers] No.
Well, thank you for telling me.
I'll be right there.
[Phone beeps off]
What's wrong?
It's Debra.
What?
Come on, bud.
Saxon shot her and got away.
Is she okay?
She's in the hospital getting ready
to go into surgery.
Is Aunt Deb sick?
Uh, just a little.
But the doctors are fixing her up right now.
We need to go to her.
I'll take you back to the hotel.
We should fly into a different country.
They're only gonna hold Elway for so long,
and you know he's gonna hit all the flights to Rio.
There may not be any more flights, Dexter.
I heard people saying that they were
going to close the airport to wait out the storm.
We should leave from another city.
See what you can find online.
Well, what about you?
- I'll join you when I can. - But--
Don't worry. We'll make this work.
One bag of ice and one gallon of water.
- Can I get one more? - Only one bag.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Speaks Spanish] Ohh!
- Hi, Jamie! - Hey, Harrison.
So tell me all about your adventures...
How is she?
Still in surgery.
Yeah, we were unable to speak to the doctor
before she went in.
Your sister's tough.
Just like your old man was.
Yeah, Dex. She's gonna pull through.
[Woman on pa] Due to severe weather...
[On phone] This is Deputy U.S. Marshal Clayton.
Please leave your name and number after the beep.
[Beep] Clayton, it's Elway.
Again.
Look, I don't know where the hell you are.
But I'll tell you this, McKay's still in town.
With all the flights canceled, I'm sure she's looking
for another way out of here.
I put the word out to all of my contacts,
and I'll tell you this-- with what I pay these people,
if she walks through a hotel lobby, a car rental agency,
a bus, a train station, I'm gonna hear about that shit.
All right...I'll try you at your field office,
see if I can get you there.
[Phone beeps off]
[Dialing]
[Phone line ringing]
U.S. Marshal's service. How may I direct your call?
Yeah, this is Jacob Elway.
Listen, I've been working an investigation
with Deputy Marshal Clayton. I've been trying like hell--
I guess you haven't heard the news, sir.
What?
Clayton was involved in a shooting.
I'm afraid he was killed in the line of duty.
[EKG beeping]
[Sighs]
Why aren't you in Argentina?
Why do you think?
I told them not to call you.
Well, I'm glad they did.
How come we never went hiking when we were kids?
Hiking?
Climbing.
Mountains.
Hiking.
I don't know-- 'cause it's hard
to find a mountain in Florida?
There are mountains in South America.
All over the place.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Or is that just your face?
Uhh.
I should never have left Saxon alive.
It's not your fault.
Clayton fucked everything up.
Bad luck.
No, it's more than that.
Ever since you found out who I am...
I've screwed up your life, Deb.
It's not yours to screw up, Dexter.
I am responsible for my life.
Do you hear me?
I don't want you to feel guilty about this.
I don't want you to feel guilty about anything.
You hear me?
[Sighs]
You were meant to be happy,
so you need to go fuckin' be happy.
[Scoffs]
Okay.
Hello there.
Dr. Kruper.
Uh, Dexter. I'm Debra's brother.
Ah, nice to meet you.
Okay, just gonna check your stomach.
So how are you feeling otherwise?
I wanna go hiking.
- [Tearful chuckle] - I wouldn't recommend that
for at least a few hours.
How is she?
That bullet bounced around quite a bit.
But it missed hitting anything important.
You are very lucky.
So she's gonna be all right?
There is a lot of recovery time ahead.
But...I'd say we're looking pretty good.
I'm optimistic.
Thank you.
Mm-hmm.
[Sighs]
I bet Hannah loves Argentina.
Pretty blonde, lots of attention.
Just her thing.
Hannah didn't make the flight.
Elway was there, and we had to lose him.
That's my fault, Dex.
I put him on her.
That rat-face fuck. I'm--
I'm sorry.
No, don't start blaming yourself.
Coming from Mr. "I Screwed Up Your Life, Deb."
I need to find another way
for Hannah to get out of the country.
I'm thinking of sending Harrison with her now,
and meeting up with them after you get out
and Saxon is taken care of.
You heard the doctor. I'm fine.
You should go. We'll get Saxon.
- No. - Dex, we'll get him.
Your life is waiting on you. You should leave.
Deb...
The next word I want to hear you say is good-bye.
- [Scoffs] - Say it already,
or I'll crawl out of this bed and kick your fuckin' ass.
Good-bye.
I'll see you soon.
[Indistinct P.A. announcement]
How's Aunt Deb? Can see her?
Ah, she needs to rest.
But she's gonna visit us real soon.
Hey, did you know that this is the hospital
where you were born?
- Really? - Yeah.
Right down there.
It's the first time I saw you.
I was with Aunt Deb.
Holy fuckin' shit. There's another Morgan now.
- Yeah. - [Sighs] Congratulations.
You're a father.
Yeah, and you're an aunt.
Jesus.
Did you and Rita land on a name yet?
Harrison.
[Gasps]
Dad would love that.
"Harrison."
I wanna hold him.
Which one is yours?
I, um...
That's your son.
Do you want to hold him?
- Yeah, I wanna hold him. - Uh, he's sleeping.
Let him sleep.
He has his whole fuckin' life to sleep.
He's so small.
Don't worry. He'll grow.
How does it feel to be a father?
- I have no idea. - [Giggles]
Everything's gonna be different now.
I know. [Baby cooing]
Hey, thanks for your call.
No problem.
How's Debra?
The doctor's optimistic.
That's good to hear.
Listen, Dexter, if there's anything I can do...
Well, I'm probably being paranoid, but...
Saxon is still out there.
You think you could put a couple of unis on her room?
I'm already on it.
[Snaps fingers]
- Thanks. - No problem.
Hey. Hey, I just heard about Deb.
What happened?
Uh, it's a long story.
I don't really have time to go into it.
You in a hurry to get back to Hannah McKay?
I don't know what you're talking about.
That's why Clayton was following Deb.
He figured she was helping you and Hannah leave the country.
And if that's true, I guess you know
you're partially responsible for his death.
Just stay away from me.
Storm's comin', buddy.
And it's gonna be real hard to find a way out.
Don't go down with her, Dexter.
Son of a bitch.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Male newscaster] The National Hurricane Center
is reporting that Laura is now just east of Cuba,
with sustained winds topping 100 miles per hour.
If it keeps on this current course,
it could hit the keys by sundown.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Dog barking]
Shh. It's okay.
Shh. Hey.
It's okay. It's okay.
Hey, we're closed.
Only reason I'm here is to keep the animals calm to--
Stitch me up.
Okay.
Okay, I'll do whatever you need.
Miami's entire coast is being evacuated,
so we can use all the craziness
to get out of here without being spotted again.
They're lining up evacuation buses.
The bus?
Yeah, the highways are parking lots,
but the buses have their own lanes,
so we can take one all the way up to Jacksonville
and fly out from there.
We'd better leave for the bus station soon
if we're gonna make it on time.
What is it?
Nothing. It's a good plan.
You're still worried about Deb, aren't you?
The doctor said she's out of danger.
Hey, we can, uh...
we can stick around--you know, ride out the storm here.
It's not safe with Elway on the hunt.
You need to get out of here, the faster the better.
Well, I could, uh, I could leave now
and you could meet me there.
I could even take Harrison with me.
Or I could, um, go alone.
No, I have no problem with you taking Harrison.
I'd be happy to know that he's with you.
It's just that I don't want to lose you again.
Even if it's just for a couple of days.
[Sighs]
[Indistinct newscaster on TV]
Hurry up.
Almost finished.
One more stitch.
Please.
Just...go. I won't say anything to anyone.
[On TV] Special report about one of Miami's finest,
Debra Morgan.
That's her.
I'm here at Miami Central Hospital
where a detective with Miami Metro Homicide
is recovering from surgery after having been shot.
We have learned that a deputy marshal died on the scene.
The suspect, Oliver Saxon, is still at large
and may have carjacked a blue pickup truck.
If you have any information about the whereabouts...
Get your car keys.
We're taking a drive.
Can't you just let me go?
Do what I said...
and you won't get hurt.
Alright, keep moving, no pushing.
Oh, no, it's okay.
[Indistinct P.A. announcement]
You want me to carry that?
Yeah. Wait.
Come here.
All right, everyone, please keep moving the line.
It's Saxon. He's still out there.
I can't leave until he's caught,
until...Debra is safe.
I'm sorry.
Sir, you need to get back in line.
It's, okay, I-- I understand.
Here.
Take Harrison.
I'll meet you down there.
You sure?
Yeah. He'll be safer with you.
Take this.
It's just water, snacks.
A few essentials.
Call me from the airport
as soon as you know that you made your flight.
I will.
[Indistinct chatter]
Harrison...
you're gonna leave with Hannah.
You're not coming with us?
No, of course I am.
I just forgot a few things I need to take care of.
As soon as I do, I'll meet you there.
I promise.
I'm gonna miss you.
It's just for a little while.
It'll be fun.
We're all going to this really cool place,
and you're gonna get there first, okay?
Now, I want you to mind Hannah.
You do what she says.
You know what, daddy?
What?
[Whispers] I love Hannah.
So do I.
See you in Buenos Aires.
We'll be waiting.
[Sighs]
[Woman on P.A.] This is the final boarding call
for Mockingbird Bus 24 to Tallahassee.
[Indistinct P.A. announcement]
Come on, Harrison.
I'll check on Deb,
and then I'll deal with Saxon.
This is the hospital.
I've done everything you've asked.
I just wanna go home.
So this is it?
I promise.
I don't say a word to anyone.
No, I know.
[Groaning]
[Retches, all gasp]
We need a doctor over her!
[Gagging]
He's choking. I need a suction canister.
Right away.
[Groaning]
Doctor?
Jesus.
His tongue. It's been cut out.
Let's get him to the O.R.
My God, why would anyone cut his tongue out?
All eyes on the victim.
The perfect distraction.
Saxon.
[Indistinct P.A. announcement]
[Woman on P.A.] At this time, ask all visitors
to make their way towards the exit
in the north wing.
All surgical staff report to their current assignments.
[Approaching footsteps]
Drop it.
We got this, Dex.
[Handcuffs snapping]
Quinn?
Dex, I...
[Sniffles]
Where's Deb?
I don't know. Something went wrong.
There was a...problem,
and they rushed her to the ICU.
What happened?
They're working on her now.
Um...sh-she stopped breathing.
[EKG beeping, respirator puffing]
Mr. Morgan, I'm afraid I don't have good news.
There were complications.
What kind of complications?
We think a clot formed during surgery
that triggered a major stroke.
Debra's brain was deprived of oxygen for a period of time.
What do you mean?
I thought you said she was gonna be fine.
I had hoped so.
I'm very sorry.
Is she going to recover?
It's possible that she could breathe on her own,
but she won't be able to eat without a feeding tube,
and, according to the brain scans,
she won't be able to think, reason,
or even know that you're there.
Now, uh, we've intubated her,
and I've lowered her body temperature
so that we can preserve as much brain function
as possible.
[Sniffles] You don't know Deb.
She'll, uh-- she'll pull through this.
You hear about miracles all the time.
Well, that's just it, I'm afraid.
It would be a miracle.
I've never seen a miracle.
Hello, Harrison.
Ohh. [Baby cooing]
He's so fuckin' small.
I'll have to watch what I say around you, little man.
Don't you want to hold your son?
You won't break him.
Okay.
Talk to him.
Hello, Harrison.
[Baby grunts] [Giggles]
See? He knows you.
I don't know how to do this.
Just keep his head up.
No, I mean everything.
How to be a father, how to take care of him.
You'll be great.
How do you know?
'Cause you've always taken care of me.
I have?
Ever since we were little.
Don't you remember the monsters?
Uh, no.
Every time mom would turn off the lights,
they'd be running all over the walls.
And I couldn't fuckin' go to sleep
'cause I thought they were gonna eat me or something.
I don't remember.
They were the shadows.
You came in and explained it in your dorky little voice.
You were like, "Oh, it's just the absence of light, Deb."
[Both chuckle]
I don't even know why I remember that,
but I do.
And even then, you stayed in my room
and slept on the floor by my bed.
You made me feel so fuckin' safe.
You were always taking care of me.
I know you're gonna be a great father,
because you've always been a great big brother.
You really believe that?
With all my heart.
You were so wrong, Deb.
Tell me about Argentina.
Well, uh...
they have their own special kind of cowboys.
They're called gauchos. Maybe you'll get to meet one.
You know what else they have?
Penguins.
I like penguins.
But not just in a zoo,
they're wild ones, kind of roaming around.
'Cause Argentina is close to the South Pole,
which is where Santa Claus has his summer home, and...
and...because he's on vacation,
he's always in a good mood.
So he says yes to everything.
Who knew you'd be so good with kids, huh?
How did you find me?
One of my contacts finally came through.
Look, let's be civil about this, all right?
No need to upset Harrison.
All right, everyone, please take your seats.
We're going out now.
Next stop, Daytona.
So this is what's gonna happen.
We're gonna sit here quietly until we get to Daytona.
Then we're gonna very calmly get off the bus.
I'm gonna drive us to the marshal's field office.
I'm gonna turn you in, and I'm gonna hand Harrison
over to Child Protective Services.
And I'm gonna collect what's turning out to be
a very hard-earned reward.
Dex, we're gonna nail this asshole to the wall.
I promise you... for Deb.
[Over speaker] Oliver Saxon.
Or would you prefer to be called by your given name,
Daniel Vogel?
You know, there are several ways we can do this.
Given that we have footage of you killing other people,
it would be in your best interest
to cooperate.
It's up to my lawyer how cooperative I am.
Are you sure?
Because if you have any hope
of staying out of the electric chair,
you should probably start talking.
Just fuckin' admit it.
You killed Cassie, you killed Clayton.
And you shot Deb.
How did you hurt your arm?
This? It's just a scratch.
No.
Deb's a good shot.
Who's Deb?
Fuck you! You-- you fuckin' shot her!
And you left her there to die!
Just like you killed your own mother,
and you left her to die, you fuckin' piece of shit!
Quinn. Out.
I'd like to, uh, speak to my attorney, please.
[Groans]
You know, he was right about one thing.
[Grunts]
You are a fuckin' piece of shit.
Batista and Quinn will be able to make a case against Saxon.
I could leave now for Argentina
and let the State of Florida kill him.
Folks, we will be arriving at the Daytona station
momentarily.
After a short stop, we will proceed on
to Tallahassee.
Anyone making a connection to Jacksonville
should disembark and proceed
to boarding bay three.
Hey, hey.
I'm just getting some tea.
Oh, I'm sorry. Do you want some?
[Snorts]
How stupid do you think I am?
[Gasps]
Here's what's gonna happen.
The horse tranquilizer I just gave you
is gonna kick in in about eight seconds.
You're gonna asleep for a couple of hours
and wake up in Tallahassee with a slight headache,
feeling humiliated and cranky.
Come on, sweetie.
It's time to go. Let's go.
Come on.
[Elevator bell dings]
Hi, I'm here to do a GSR test
on...Oliver Saxon?
Sign in, please.
Would you like an officer with you?
No, I'm good.
Hit this button if you need us.
Got it.
[Buzzer]
[Door latches]
I wish I could blame you for everything.
For what you did to my sister.
But I know it's all my fault.
Should have walked away.
[Chuckles]
You know, what you've actually done is opened my eyes.
Forced me to look at myself.
And what do you see?
[Sighs]
A trail of blood and body parts.
What a pretty picture.
In one, sharp moment
you took away this...
foolish dream that I could have a happy life.
Is that why you're here?
Tell me all this?
No, I'm here to kill you with that pen.
[Both grunting]
[Groaning]
[Sighs]
[Buzzer]
[Gasping]
[Indistinct chatter]
You all right?
[Dexter panting]
He tried to kill me.
Dexter.
Help me out here.
What--what were you doing with Saxon?
I went in to do a GSR test.
But you don't even work here anymore.
How are we gonna to explain this?
I'm officially here till the end of the week.
Okay, but why would you personally do this test?
After what he did to Deb...
It's exactly because of what he did to Deb
that I went in there.
I wanted to make sure everything was handled perfectly--
by the book, no mistakes.
And I wanted to look him in the eye.
Okay.
I get that.
It's obviously self-defense.
Yeah.
We got everything we need.
I'm glad he's dead.
Wish I could have done it myself.
You should go, Dex.
I know that you have a lot to deal with.
Yes.
Hey...
[Sighs] I'm praying for her.
As much as I may have pretended otherwise,
for so long, all I wanted
was to be like other people.
To feel what they felt.
But now that I do, I just want it to stop.
[Engine revs]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Woman on P.A.] Attention all staff
and hospital personnel, the National Hurricane Center...
Uh, sir... just so you know,
all patients in the south wing are being moved.
We have to consolidate space and power.
[Woman on P.A.] At 150 miles per hour.
It has been elevated to category 3.
At this time, all staff must report
to their preassigned station.
[Thunder rumbling]
[EKG beeping, respirator puffing]
[Exhales]
I would change everything if I could.
[Sniffles]
[Crying] I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
But I can't leave you like this.
I'm your big brother.
[Beeping, respirator stops]
[Beep]
[Velcro rips]
[Air hissing]
[Velcro rips]
[EKG beeping]
I love you, Deb.
[EKG flatlines]
[Indistinct P.A. announcement]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Thunder rumbles]
[Engine starts and revs]
[Thunder crashes]
[Motor dies down]
[Sighs]
[Phone line ringing]
- Dexter. - Hey, where are you?
At the airport, about to board.
We're gonna make it.
That's great.
Where are you?
I'm still in Miami.
But I'm gonna be leaving soon.
I can't believe this is actually gonna happen.
You know, I think, once we get there,
we should start making our way south.
They have 3,000 miles of coastline.
We can just keep going
until we find the perfect spot,
or maybe some penguins.
That sounds great.
I am so happy right now, Dex.
Me too.
Do you wanna talk to Harrison?
[Thunder rumbles] Please.
Okay, here.
- Hi, Daddy. - Hi, Harrison.
I just want to tell you one last time
that I love you.
I love you too.
I want you to remember that every single day
until I see you again.
Daddy loves you.
Okay.
Bye.
[Thunder crashing]
[Sighs]
[Thunder rumbling]
I destroy everyone I love.
And I can't let that happen to Hannah,
to Harrison.
[Engine revs] I have to protect them from me.
[Thunder crashes]
[Wind whipping]
Good morning, Miami.
Hurricane Laura has passed
and everything is going back to normal.
There is no longer any threat.
[Newscaster speaking Spanish]
Hurricane Laura is slowly dissipating
over the Atlantic. She is heading south...
The majority of destruction is along the harbor.
There have been some reports...
The cleanup has begun as the city returns to normal
with coast guard teams going as far north as Daytona Beach
- and as far south... - Cutter 6, go ahead
and turn to your 1:00.
There's something there. I can't make it out.
Give me a time.
Stopping in five seconds.
- Okay, I think we got a visual. - Copy that.
Turning northwest.
We've surveyed the wreckage.
There doesn't appear to be any survivors.
We're heading back.
[Cell phone rings]
[Beep] Batista.
This is the U.S. Coast Guard.
We just wanted to call and report the wreckage
of Dexter Morgan's boat.
Dexter?
[Indistinct Spanish chatter]
[Sighs]
Hey, uh, how about we go get some ice cream, yeah?
- Okay. - Yeah. Come on.
[Beeping]
[Brakes hissing]
[Door slams]
[Whirring]
[Rattling]
[Winding]
[Keys jingling]
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