Dexter Page #4

17.

DEXTER:

What was that?

MASUKA:

Yeah...There's no blood in or on or

near the body at all. It's the

weirdest thing you ever saw.

PUSHING INTO DEXTER'S HORROR STRICKEN FACE

DEXTER (V.O.)

No blood. No sticky, hot, messy, awful

blood. NO BLOOD AT ALL.

(beat)

Why hadn't I thought of that? No

blood.

(and then his face relaxes)

What a gorgeous idea.

Dexter quickly spins around to Angel, then whips out a pair

of surgical gloves, snaps them on, leans down next to Angel

who's slowly unwrapping a hand with his scalpel.

DEXTER (CONT'D)

How does he do it? How does the killer

get rid of the blood?

ANGEL:

Hard to say. The body's in good shape

and she was muy bonita. Had a big ass

too. Her head's over there, take a

look.

Dexter ignores that, leans in, inspects the exposed hand.

DEXTER:

This is unique.

MASUKA:

(laughs)

No sh*t and no prints either.

Angel picks away until he finally reveals the tip of an ankle

with a small tattoo of a butterfly still on the skin.

DEXTER (V.O.)

This guy's good. Good as I could do.

I've never seen such clean, dry, neat

looking dead flesh. Wonderful.

Dexter looks at Angel.

18.

DEXTER (CONT'D)

Very clean.

ANGEL:

Yeah, but he didn't finish - no

terminado.

DEXTER:

Looks pretty completo to me, Angel.

ANGEL:

No, look -- he cut the leg in four

pieces, almost like using a ruler, but

this leg is only in two pieces, and

here. Looks like he started to make a

third cut but stopped. Possible, he

got interrupted.

MASUKA:

(laughing)

That's why LaGuerta is looking for a

witness. Working on that motel Porter

back there. God help him.

Dexter looks at them both.

DEXTER (V.O.)

No blood. I can't think.

(beat)

I have to get out of here.

Dexter rises -- takes one last look at all the marvelous

bloodless body parts laid out on the tarp, then without

saying anything, turns, walks away from Masuka and Angel.

ANGEL:

Dex, donde vas? Where you going?

But Dexter keeps walking and heads out of the alley and

disappears behind a group of COPS standing by the squad cars.

CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT - LA MAMACITA MOTEL - MIAMI, FL - SAME

Dexter keeps walking, passes LaGuerta who winks at him.

DEXTER (V.O.)

I wish she'd stop that. It's one of

those mating rituals which I really

don't understand.

19.

He suddenly finds himself crowded in by a group of REPORTERS,

pushing their microphones and cameras into the face of -

CAPTAIN MATHEWS (50's), slick and manicured, three hundred

dollar shoes, five hundred dollar suit, and a million dollar

ego.

CAPT. MATHEWS

I have the utmost faith in this

department and with Lt. LaGuerta

leading...

REPORTER:

(interrupting)

Captain Mathews...Captain -- we

understand there were similar killings

in Broward...are we talking about a

serial killer?

CAPT. MATHEWS

There's no evidence to suggest...

REPORTER:

Then it's the work of a lone

psychopath?

CAPT. MATHEWS

Listen, we live in Miami so I guess,

the chances are good.

And as Dexter looks back at the crime scene, we hear -

DEXTER (V.O.)

That bloodless body -- This guy may

have exceeded my own abilities.

CUT TO:

EXT. MIAMI BEACH TENNIS CLUB - MIAMI, FL - LATER

Dexter pulls into the white picket-fenced parking lot, filled

with top of the line BMW's, Mercedes, finds a spot -- Dexter

has a clear, unobstructed view of the main entrance of the

Club and SEES -

A steady stream of beautiful, tight bodied, bronzed skinned

MIDDLE AGED LADIES in their cute little tennis outfits

walking in and out of the club.

Dexter turns his head, then SEES --

20.

JAMIE JAWORSKI (30's), a short, stocky, pleasant enough

looking man, whose large brown eyes might be a little too

close together, wearing a traditional janitorial outfit. A

small broom and shovel in his tattooed hand.

FREEZE ON JAWORSKI

DEXTER (V.O.)

This guy likes hanging around the

wives of the rich and famous. Works

the country club circuit, cleaning

lockers, painting picket fences.

BACK TO SCENE:

Jaworski sweeps up a little dirt, some leaves, while eyeing

all the pretty ladies.

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

Six months ago, I think he fell in

love with a pretty brunette, Mrs. Jane

Saunders.

Dexter opens a Miami P.D. missing person's file, pulls out a

picture of Jane Saunders -- and she is a very beautiful

brunette.

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

A sweet mother of two, married to

Harry Saunders a successful banker.

They all lived a pleasant life in an

overgrown modern house, until she

unfortunately disappeared.

FLASH TO:

EXT. NICE HOUSE - UPSCALE NEIGHBORHOOD - MIAMI, FL - DAY

The distraught, handcuffed HUSBAND is led out by COPS. His

two KIDS (10-12), surrounded by SOCIAL WORKERS, sob. Off to

the side we SEE -

A younger looking LaGuerta proudly talking to the press.

DEXTER (V.O.)

The cops arrested the husband for

murder. They never convicted him, but

all wasn't lost, because they still

managed to destroy his life and leave

his kids emotionally deficient

forever. But I knew he was no killer.

BACK TO SCENE:

21.

One of the LADIES drops her tennis bag, bends over and

Jaworski freezes, stares at that pantalooned bottom.

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

My favorite janitor was a suspect for

a while but the cops could never make

anything stick.

After a beat, Jaworski, skulks away and disappears into a

shed off to the side.

CUT TO:

INT. POLICE HEADQUARTERS - MIAMI, FL - LATER

Dexter, carrying a box of donuts, walks down the high-tech

brushed metal walls and the glass enclosed office cubicles,

passing UNIFORMED COPS -- weaves in and out of a bunch of

casually dressed POLICE DEPARTMENT ADMINISTRATORS, then comes

upon two veteran DETECTIVES.

DETECTIVE #1

Hey Dex...

They stop, dig into the box, each grab a cream-filled donut.

DEXTER:

(happily)

Hi Bob, Dan...How're the families?

DETECTIVE #2

(with mouth full)

Mmmm...good...You..?

Dexter nods, smiles.

DETECTIVE #1

See you at the next blood bath?

DEXTER:

Never miss a party.

The Detectives laugh, mumble ÒthanksÓ and keep walking.

Dexter watches them disappear down the hall, then we -

FREEZE ON ALL THE DIFFERENT PEOPLE IN THE HALLWAY

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

Salt of the earth these people and

they try hard, but with the solve rate

for murders at about twenty percent --

Miami is a great place for me to play.

A great place for me to hone my craft.

(MORE)

22.

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

Viva Miami.

(accented)

Si...Viva Miyami.

BACK TO SCENE:

Dexter turns down another hallway, then HEARS -

DEBRA (O.S.)

Dex...

He turns around, sees Deb smiling, dressed in plain clothes

and running toward him.

DEXTER:

I like your other outfit better.

Debra reaches into his box of donuts, grabs a powdered one.

DEBRA:

You're a sick bastard but guess

what...the sex suit worked and the

Captain put me on the case. LaGuerta

wasn't happy, but she needs to get

laid.

DEXTER:

I guess. So congrats...

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