Dexter
Season #1 Episode #1- TV-MA
- Year:
- 2006
- 53 min
- 15,212 Views
FADE IN:
Millions of glittering stars behind it and as we start
pulling back off the stars, we HEAR the even VOICE of -
DEXTER (V.O.)
Tonight's the night. And it's going to
happen again and again. Has to happen.
PANNING DOWN:
Passing the moon -- wonderfully bright in all its redness.
DEXTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Nice night.
The moonlight illuminates the restless, inner city streets of
Miami and we start moving through them -- passing the neon
lit bars with enthusiastic DRINKERS, clueless GERMAN
TOURISTS, wearing shorts, black socks and sandals, long
legged MODELS flirting on the boulevard, blue collar CUBANO
MEN sipping espresso, a few scantily clad HOOKERS hawking
johns and a band of RUNAWAYS looking for handouts --
DEXTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)
Miami's a great town -- love the Cuban
food, pork sandwiches -- my
favorite...but I'm hungry for
something different now.
A nervous middle-aged COUPLE, clearly lost, RACES in and out
of the pools of light cast by the city street lights.
A HONDA CIVIC, CIRCA LATE 1980's
Drives into frame, turns a corner, drives down a main
boulevard, approaches an intersection -- the overhanging
light turns RED and as the car stops, we push into --
THE WINDSHIELD AND SEE
A MAN behind the wheel of that Civic but we can't see his
face.
CUT TO:
EXT. BAND SHELL - PARK - MIAMI, FL - NIGHT
PROUD PARENTS sit on the grass, opened picnic baskets in
front of them.
2.
Their eyes focused on two dozen BOYS (12-14) wearing snappy
looking ties and jackets, singing a beautiful rendition of
ÒBach Magnificat.Ó
With a flourish, the tuxedoed CHOIR MASTER (40's), handsome,
all-American looking, with a scrubbed clean face, guides the
boys to the stunning crescendo.
The CROWD stands, ERUPTS with applause. The boys smile.
The Choir Master turns, bows to the audience -- more
applause, then rises, blows kisses to his perky little WIFE
and their TWO young DAUGHTERS standing in the front row.
FREEZE FRAME ON THE CHOIR MASTER
DEXTER (V.O.)
(contained excitement)
There he is --Mike Donovan. He is the
one.
BACK TO SCENE:
The kids all walk off the stage, join their happy parents on
the lawn. The Choir Master joins his wife, bends down, gives
her a kiss, hugs his two sweet little girls.
Everyone starts packing up their picnic baskets -
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET - BORDERING THE PARK - MIAMI, FL - LATER
The Choir Master walks his wife and daughters to a Buick
sedan. Helps them get in, buckles up the kids -- waves as the
car drives off.
He turns, walks up the street, passes the Civic, but the Man
sitting behind the wheel is no longer there.
NEW ANGLE:
The Choir Master comes closer, closer to a -
And STOPS right before us, so close we can almost touch him.
He fumbles in his pocket for his keys and after a beat, the
key finally enters the lock, the station wagon door opens and
as the Choir Master slides in behind the wheel, SUDDENLY -
A MAN:
3.
POPS UP from the back seat, quicker than a jack in the box,
and with incredible quickness WHIPS a fishing line around the
Choir Master's neck, pulls it very TIGHT.
THE CHOIR MASTER'S EYES go wide and his face turns white.
The MAN behind him turns toward the camera, and we finally
SEE -
DEXTER'S FACE (30's), good looking with carefully constructed
features, eyes that are full of life.
DEXTER (V.O.)
My name is Dexter -- Dexter Morgan and
I'm going to kill this man tonight.
BACK TO SCENE:
Dexter turns back to Donovan, leans in close to his ear,
whispers menacingly.
DEXTER (CONT'D)
You're mine now, so do exactly as I
say.
DONOVAN:
(struggling, barely audible)
What do you want..?
And Dexter pulls the fishing line tighter, cuts into
Donovan's skin.
DEXTER:
(hard)
I want you to be quiet.
(beat)
Be good and maybe I'll let you live a
little longer. Now drive.
And Donovan pulls out of the spot.
CUT TO:
EXT. DIRT ROAD - OUTSKIRTS OF MIAMI, FL - LATER
The station wagon driving down a dirt road flanked by
swampland. It doesn't look good. We can see it in Donovan's
eyes.
DEXTER:
Turn here.
4.
Donovan turns the wheel and the car rumbles toward --
EXT. AN OLD HOUSE - OUTSKIRTS OF MIAMI, FL - SAME
The car stops in front of a ramshackle home -- clearly hasn't
been lived in for years. To the side of the house is a small
yard where we see THREE MOUNDS of dirt piled high.
The car STOPS. Donovan stares at the mounds, then snaps his
eyes shut. Dexter releases the noose.
DEXTER:
Get out.
Donovan STUMBLES out of the car, falls to the ground, starts
to whimper.
DEXTER (CONT'D)
(sharp, demanding)
You have to listen and do what I say.
You should know that. It's important.
After a beat, Donovan slowly gets up and the two of them
stare at each other. There's a weird understanding between
the two. Dexter smiles, says softly -
DEXTER (CONT'D)
In the house.
Dexter whips the fishing line back around the Donovan's neck
and they both walk up to the front door and enter -
INT. THE OLD HOUSE - OUTSKIRTS OF MIAMI, FL - SAME
Dexter KICKS the door closed, quickly flips on a flood lamp,
lights up the room, leans into Donovan's ear, whispers...
DEXTER:
Look.
Donovan is too scared, tries to turn his head away -
DONOVAN:
No.
DEXTER:
Oh yes...
DONOVAN:
(struggling)
NO! NO!
5.
But Dexter twists the noose tighter and Donovan's SCREAMS are
cut off.
DEXTER:
It's horrible, isn't it? Isn't it?
But Donovan SLAMS his eyes shut even tighter.
DONOVAN:
(pleading)
Please.
Dexter GRABS the back of Donovan's neck, SPINS him around,
SLAMS his face into a wall, then grabs his hair and pulls
Donovan's head back.
DEXTER:
OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AT WHAT YOU
DID -- LOOK OR I'LL CUT YOUR EYELIDS
Donovan's eyes pop open wide, and we finally SEE --
THREE SMALL BODIES
Three little dead BOYS laid out on plastic sheets and spread
out in a semi-circle before them.
DEXTER (CONT'D)
It took me a long time to get all
these little boys clean -- one of them
had been in the ground so long he was
falling apart -- Pulled him out in
bits and pieces.
DONOVAN:
NO.
And then in a deeply heartfelt voice Donovan starts mumbling
in a mantra-like way -
DONOVAN (CONT'D)
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord...
DEXTER:
(furious)
STOP! That never helped anyone.
DONOVAN:
Please.
DEXTER:
It's time for the truth.
6.
DONOVAN:
(pleading again)
Please...You can have anything -
DEXTER:
That's good. Beg. Did these little
boys beg?
Donovan SCREAMS and Dexter lets go. Donovan falls forward and
lands on his face sobbing, sniveling.
DONOVAN:
I couldn't help myself, I just
couldn't...Please, you have to
understand.
Dexter looks down at him --
DEXTER:
Trust me, I definitely understand.
Then Dexter grabs him, lifts him up, stares into his eyes.
DEXTER (CONT'D)
See, I can't help myself either.
(w/disgust)
But children. I could never do that.
Not like you. Never, ever kids.
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