Got a secret, can you keep it? Swear this one you'll save.
Better lock it in your pocket, taking this one to the grave.
If I show you then I know you won't tell what I said.
Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead.
Tonight's the night.
And it's going to happen again, and again.
Has to happen.
My Dark Passenger...
when he's driving I feel...
Alive.
Half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness.
I don't fight him, I don't want to.
It's all I've got.
I'm empty.
I pretend the feelings are there.
For the world, for the people around.
Maybe one day they will be.
You don't think there's monsters in this world? You don't believe people are evil?
This stuff never gets to you?
I'm not human.
No,
you're just fucked up.
Blood tech, husband, father, serial killer - which one are you?
You don't talk to me, Dex.
You’ve spent our entire lives keeping me at a distance.
You’re the all family I have and I barely know you.
I lied everyone I know. Except my victims...
right before I kill them.
You have your demons. I accept that,
because I know you don't have to be a slave to them.
You decide who you are,
who you wanna be.
And you hold onto that.
Ride it out.
Maybe there's a place for me in this world.
Just as I am.
You can't be a killer and a hero.
It doesn't work that way!
Maybe a monster is all I am.
There are these moments when I feel...
connected.
To someone.
It's like the mask is slipping...
and things...
people... who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter.
It scares the hell out of me.
Uh-oh...
My little secret.
You think you know someone...
and then it turns out you don't.
I've dreaded this moment my whole life.
Are you a serial killer?
Yes.
I have to be free to be who I am.
It is a capital offense to be who you are!
I can't believe you're like this.
I'm still your brother.
Nothing's changed.
Everything's changed.
It's what I do:
vetting, stalking and killing people.
My name has Lieutenant in front of it! I can't just turn my back on this!
I consume everyone I love.
This is all my fault.
I'm what's wrong.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like for everything inside me
that’s denied and unknown to be revealed.
But I'll never know.
I live my life in hiding.
Surprise, motherfucker!