Dexter: There's something I have to tell you. My mom likes to call me 'Sweetie'. Erik: Ha ha ha. "Sweetie"? Dexter: You gotta promise not to laugh. Linda: [At dinner] You want some more carrots, sweetie? Erik: [as Linda goes to the kitchen; while laughing] You didn't finish all your meat loaf, love muffin. Dexter: Would you shut up?
Linda: [crying] I'm sorry. Erik: I'm sorry too. I shoulda tried harder. Linda: Tried what? Erik: To find the cure. Linda: Come here sweetie. You did, you did. Everything that was sent in Dexter's life was sad, alone, you made it go away. Dexter was happy to have you as a friend.