Harry: "
Dex, put away the knives. You won't need them on Wall Street."
Dexter: "Wall Street?"
Harry: "Yes, son. You're going to become a portfolio killer."
Dexter: "But what about the code?"
Harry: "Forget the code, Dex, and start
slashing those 401Ks!"
Dexter: "And my trophies... my slides?"
Harry: "Don't worry son, there will be plenty of blood to collect - just not right away."