Darkly Dreaming Dexter - Differences Between The Book and The Television Series

Differences Between The Book and The Television Series

Book TV series
The character of LaGuerta is named Migdia LaGuerta and is a detective. She is more forceful with her feelings for Dexter and after he spurns her advances, she catches him looking for Deborah at the ship yard. She is named MarĂ­a LaGuerta and is a lieutenant. She has a slight crush on Dexter, and Doakes is the one who catches Dexter at the ship yard after having followed him. Later he catches Dexter in the midst of disposing of the man who killed his mother, by planting a GPS chip on his boat.
Deborah seems to suspect that there is something "wrong" about Dexter and eventually discovers his secret. In the beginning, Deborah only knows that Dexter is hiding something.
Brian Moser kidnaps Deborah, but winds up killing LaGuerta instead and escapes. Brian Moser dates Deborah (renamed Debra in this series), proposes to her and then kidnaps her so that he and Dexter can kill her together, which Dexter refuses to do. Dexter kills Brian.
The string of prostitute murders are committed by the Tamiami Butcher. The killer is named the Ice Truck Killer.
In the book the kids have a dark past. In the TV series the kids are normal as Rita had sheltered them from their father's abuse.

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