Dexter Page #10

53.

Everyone fidgets uncomfortably in their seats.

LAGUERTA:

(patronizing)

That's very interesting -- very

creative, but let's keep looking for

the witness. We know, he or she is out

there -- The forensic evidence, the

interrupted cut, proves there was an

eyewitness -- someone saw something so

let's concentrate on finding that

person. Okay?

DEBRA:

But...

LAGUERTA:

(sharp, hard)

Just keep talking to all your hookers.

(beat)

Okay, that's all for today.

And as everyone rises and leaves the room, Dexter looks at

LaGuerta who winks at him.

DEXTER (V.O.)

Sh*t...

But Dexter RACES out of the room and down -

THE HALLWAY:

Where he grabs Deb storming away. She spins and out of

frustration SCREAMS -

DEBRA:

DAMN HER.

Then she PUNCHES Dex hard in his chest.

DEXTER:

Ouch...Jesus, Deb...

DEBRA:

Sorry...but she made me look like a

fucken idiot. She's such a COCK!

DEXTER:

Cock?

DEBRA:

You know what the f*** I mean. I mean,

what the f*** was I supposed to say?

(MORE)

54.

DEBRA (CONT'D)

I'm just there because the Captain

said they had to let me in.

DEXTER:

But he didn't say they had to listen

to you.

DEBRA:

Right again, so say adios to my

career. I'm going to die a meter maid.

DEXTER:

There is another way. Find the truck.

And just then LaGuerta appears.

LAGUERTA:

Excuse me.

(smiling to Dex)

Dexter. My office, please.

LaGuerta turns, saunters away. Deb stares at Dex with a look

of utter amazement.

DEBRA:

What the hell was that? What the

fu...You boning her? Oh my God...

And Deb takes off.

DEXTER:

NO...Deb, wait...

CUT TO:

INT. LAGUERTA'S OFFICE - POLICE HEADQUARTERS - MIAMI, FL -

LATER:

Dex has all his pictures of the blood splattered hotel suite

on easels. Faces Lt. LaGuerta and Sgt. Doakes.

DEXTER:

It has nothing to do with drugs.

SGT. DOAKES

This is a waste of our goddamn time.

LAGUERTA:

I think Sgt. Doakes is right.

Dex eyes LaGuerta and Doakes looks like he's about to pull

his gun. Dex eyes him, then says evenly -

55.

DEXTER:

I read the other reports -- all the

other forensic analysis and everyone

agrees. The coke-head murders had

nothing to do with cocaine. It was a

crime of passion. The murderer came

there to kill the woman -- not the

dealer. He did him quick and got him

out of the way but he sure as hell

took his sweet time slicing up that

lady and you don't do that unless you

have a long personal relationship with

someone -- probably an ex-boyfriend.

(beat)

That's who I'd look for.

LAGUERTA:

Okay...It's a bit of a push, but Sgt,

you should check it out anyway.

SGT. DOAKES

(stares at Dexter)

I'm watching you, motherf***er.

And as we push into Dexter's face, we HEAR the CRACK of

thunder, and we -

CUT TO:

EXT. BAYWATER CONDO DEVELOPMENT SITE - MIAMI, FL - LATER

Dexter drives through the pouring rain, then turns onto a

construction site bordering the bay -- passes a damaged sign

that reads ÒBaywater Condominiums.Ó

The land has been cleared of all trees and a series of half

built two-story condo's sit abandoned in their place.

DEXTER (V.O.)

Another huge development that was

going to improve all of our lives by

turning trees and animals into cement

and old people from New Jersey. But

this place ran out of money --

stalled, inert, lifeless.

Dexter stops his car behind a large pile of old brick and

timber. After a beat, he slips silently out of his car, walks

slowly toward a half-built condo.

56.

DEXTER (V.O.) (CONT'D)

Jaworski's been coming here for

weeks...likes to steal all the copper

wire. Good money in that.

(beat)

No security guards. That's good.

CUT TO:

EXT. HALF-BUILT CONDO - MIAMI, FL - LATER

SECOND STORY WINDOW P.O.V.

And through the sheets of rain we SEE --

Jaworski pull up in his pickup, get out, a large wrench in

his hand. He steps through the puddles and heads into the

building.

INT. HALF-BUILT CONDO - MIAMI, FL - SAME

MOVING P.O.V.

And we see Jaworski slowly head up the stairs, walk down the

hallway, then disappear into a second story room.

DOORWAY P.O.V.

And we see Jaworski, struggling with a large piece of copper

tubing, turning his wrench, over and over until the tubing is

finally freed.

Sweating, Jaworski, picks up a pile of tubing, cradles it in

his arms, heads for the door and as soon as he steps into the

doorway, he stops -- FREEZES.

SEES a picture of Jane Saunders pinned to the wall.

Then in a FLASH -

Dexter, wearing a rubber apron over his clothes and his face

all pressed and distorted from that shrink wrap mask is

behind him -- his filet knife pressed into Jaworski's neck.

DEXTER:

Don't move and don't make a sound.

JAWORSKI:

Hey, wait a...

57.

And with that, Dexter pulls a syringe out of his pocket,

plunges the needle deep into Jaworski's neck and Jaworski

crumbles to the ground.

CUT TO:

INT. LARGE ROOM - HALF-BUILT CONDO - MIAMI, FL - LATER

Jaworski's naked body is shrink wrapped down over a stack of

sheet rock. Duct tape stretched across his mouth.

Next to him is a small table covered with a gleaming, lethal

set of filet knives of various shapes and sizes.

Dexter peels the mask off his face, leans over Jaworski and

stares into his eyes.

DEXTER:

Let's talk.

Jaworski struggles, shakes his head and Dexter rips the duct

tape off his face.

JAWORSKI:

(pained)

F***...

DEXTER:

Talk.

JAWORSKI:

(eyes wild with fear)

What? What do you mean?

DEXTER:

I think you know what I mean.

JAWORSKI:

No.

And with that, Dexter very casually and smoothly, draws the

scalpel across Jaworski's cheek.

JAWORSKI (CONT'D)

Oh, God...

DEXTER:

(tight, hard)

Now talk to me about Jane Saunders.

Beat. Then Dexter lifts the scalpel again.

58.

JAWORSKI:

(weakly)

Okay...okay...

(beat)

I did her.

DEXTER:

How?

Beat.

JAWORSKI:

In a movie -- snuff film.

(and then)

But I'm not sorry.

DEXTER:

Of course not. And now, I'm not sorry,

either.

And with that, Dexter lifts up his knife and we -

CUT TO:

INT. LARGE ROOM - HALF-BUILT CONDO - MIAMI, FL - LATER

Dexter cleans up, wipes his knife clean, whips the rubber

apron off his body, and as he shakes his gloves off into his

tote bag -- he suddenly stops, looks down, reaches into his

pants pocket and pulls out his vibrating cell phone.

DEXTER:

(pleasantly)

Hello?

SMASH CUT TO:

INT. RITA'S HOUSE - MIAMI, FL - SAME

Rita has the phone pressed hard against her ear.

RITA:

I'm sorry...I mean, I'm sorry about

the other night, but uh...Well, uh,

Dex -- I really need to see you, so

can you --- I mean, can you come by

tonight -- just for, you know -- like

a little while. I'm really...What are

you doing now?

59.

DEXTER:

Looks at all the white Hefty garbage bags filled with bits

and pieces of Jaworksi neatly stacked in a pile across the

room.

DEXTER:

Just finishing up a little project,

but I'll try to come by later.

(beat)

Okay, bye.

He hangs up, then lifts a double layered glass slide of blood

out of his shirt pocket, stares at it, smiles.

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