Makes Ben Hur look like an Epic!

Well, how’d you become king, then? Well, we did do the nose. Shh! Knights, I bid you welcome to your new home. Let us ride to Camelot! It’s only a model.

Sir Lancelot

Bring her forward! The nose? Burn her! The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.

  • And this isn’t my nose. This is a false one.
  • What do you mean?
  • Well, how’d you become king, then?
  • Shut up!

I’m not dead!

I have to push the pram a lot. But you are dressed as one… I have to push the pram a lot. On second thoughts, let’s not go there. It is a silly place. I don’t want to talk to you no more, you empty-headed animal food trough water! I fart in your general direction! Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries! Now leave before I am forced to taunt you a second time!

I’m not dead!

Well, how’d you become king, then? I dunno. Must be a king. Well, I didn’t vote for you.

  1. Well, we did do the nose.
  2. Well, how’d you become king, then?
  3. Be quiet!
First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin

You don’t frighten us, English pig-dogs! Go and boil your bottoms, sons of a silly person! I blow my nose at you, so-called Ah-thoor Keeng, you and all your silly English K-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-niggits! Well, I didn’t vote for you. The swallow may fly south with the sun, and the house martin or the plover may seek warmer climes in winter, yet these are not strangers to our land. It’s only a model.

Lost Boys

I’m really more an apartment person. Hello, Dexter Morgan. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen.

Let’s Give the Boy a Hand

I’m real proud of you for coming, bro. I know you hate funerals. Watching ice melt. This is fun. Like a sloth. I can do that.

  • Somehow, I doubt that. You have a good heart, Dexter.
  • I’m a sociopath; there’s not much he can do for me.

Slack Tide

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 look…perfect. I am not a killer. Tonight’s the night. And it’s going to happen again and again. It has to happen. I’m doing mental jumping jacks.

Seeing Red

Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment. Rorschach would say you have a hard time relating to others. I’ve lived in darkness a long time. Over the years my eyes adjusted until the dark became my world and I could see. Tell him time is of the essence.

  1. Under normal circumstances, I’d take that as a compliment.
  2. Finding a needle in a haystack isn’t hard when every straw is computerized.
  3. 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.
Hello Bandit

I’m partial to air conditioning. He taught me a code. To survive. I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be. Keep your mind limber.