"Miguel: It doesn’t have to come to this.
Dexter: But it always does. I had higher hopes for you, for us. But I finally just have to accept it. I’ll always be alone.
M: That’s not true.
D: You talking truth? That’s good. You actually had me believing I could have a friend, ‘cause I swallowed your bullshit."
"Dexter Morgan: [v.o] I like to pretend I’m alone. Completely alone. Maybe post-apocalypse or plague… Whatever. No-one left to act normal for. No need to hide who I really am. It would be… freeing."
