But as mentioned, Dexter doesn't whack just about anybody. No. Dex has standards! He directs his wrath on the depraved and vicious murderers who kill just to be mean and ruin somebody's day. So it goes that the Dark Defender goes on his merrily tortured way skillfully dispatching evildoers.
Dexter, more often than not, comes across his targets through the normal execution of his responsibilities as a lab technician. His modus operandi is swift, precise, calculated and cold. Very cold. The skillful stalking of his victims Ted Bundy would be proud of, the nefarious syringe filled with tranquilizer, the scalpel to cut the victim in the face to obtain the blood sample trophy he keeps, the shiny meat cleaver, the surgical saw, the "kill" jumpsuit, the table where he lays his duct taped victims, the plastic he covers the "kill" site with for easy cleaning and disposal, the ritual. The killing ritual.
Terrible in his wrath, Dexter waits. Killing them is not enough. So he patiently waits for his victims to wake up to the horror and the darkness he will inflict upon them in the kill room covered with plastic, decorated with images of people who, according to Dexter's and Harry's code, did not deserve to be killed. His victim's victims if you will. The wicked and "deserving" have to know why they are being punished. Their terror at their impending demise the payment exacted for their misdeeds. An eye for an eye. A stab in the stomach, a knife to the heart, a chopped head. A tooth for a tooth.
Dexter is avenging and wrathful;
Dexter takes vengeance on his adversaries
and keeps wrath for his enemies.
Dexter is slow to anger and of great might,
and Dexter will by no means clear the guilty.