Somehow, I doubt that. You have a good heart, Dexter. Watching ice melt. This is fun. I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals. Pretend. You pretend the feelings are there, for the world, for the people around you. Who knows? Maybe one day they will be.
I have a dark side, too. This man is a knight in shining armor. Finding a needle in a haystack isn’t hard when every straw is computerized.
- You all right, Dexter?
- I am not a killer.
- I’m doing mental jumping jacks.
I’m really more an apartment person. I’m not the monster he wants me to be. So I’m neither man nor beast. I’m something new entirely. With my own set of rules. I’m Dexter. Boo. You all right, Dexter? Like a sloth. I can do that.
I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be. Cops, another community I’m not part of. I am not a killer. I like seafood. Somehow, I doubt that. You have a good heart, Dexter.