Dexter

Previously on Dexter.

We must catch them at the shipyard.

He's gonna find out and then he's gonna kill me.

Harry knew my mother.

Why would Rita have Narcotics Anonymous literature if Paul's dead?

Because recently I entered the program.

How many fucking ways do I have to tell you I'm fine?

This is my department. I need to know you're fit for duty. That's my job.

I always eat lunch at one o'clock. You'll learn that about me.

Sit down.

You're very fidgety. Anyone ever tell you that?

My father. You applying for the job?

But you said you'd call. Where are you and when are you coming back?

- Tomorrow morning. - Promise you'll stop by the house?

- I'll see you soon. - Is she cool with this?

- I didn't tell her. - I don't care what you did.

I'm not sure who made me what I am.

Thing is, I've met someone who doesn't care.

I want to talk to you about Coral Cove.

- What about it? - The algae on the rocks sent us there.

I'd seriously consider moving your boat. Security out there sucks ass.

When I get back, I need to make sure there's no blood traces on my boat.

This isn't a commercial marina but I see the upkeep is dismal,

so I'm ordering 24-hour surveillance on this marina and the others.

There's another shipment coming in tomorrow. Cocaine.

- How much? - 300 bricks, give or take.

- Can you get your hands on some? - That wasn't part of our agreement.

Look, we need hard evidence, otherwise it's just your word against Estrada's.

I'll protect you. I promise.

You better.

Would you meet me later?

Laura, the tape's still rolling.

Very convincing.

What was that?

Laura, the tape's still rolling.

Damn it.

My mother, confidential informant and mumbler.

Whatever she had to whisper, I probably don't want to hear.

It seems that my foster father and my biological mother were having an affair.

It's bad enough I can't shake the visual but the questions...

Did he blame himself for her death? Is that why he took me in?

Did he love her or was he just using her?

Was he using me?

I thought Harry's code was on-the-spot creative problem solving

but maybe he planned for me to settle the score all along.

It's times like this I wish I really were a drug addict.

I had problems as a kid because of what happened to my mother.

Harry said he'd help me but we only talked about his rules.

I spent so much time trying to live up to his expectations

because I thought he had my interests in mind but...

If you come over this late, at least you could bring me a coffee.

- Sorry. - Cappuccino. Make a note of it.

Truth is, Dex, doesn't really matter why Harry did what he did.

The result's the same. You have an addiction.

Do you think Harry made me what I am?

Plenty of people go through trauma without turning to addiction.

Whatever Harry taught you led you down the wrong path.

But I built everything in my life on what Harry said I was supposed to be.

My job, girlfriend...

It's all what Harry told me I needed.

What do you think you need?

I have no idea.

Whatever's inside you is splattered all over that paper that I took from your lab.

Looks messy.

It probably is.

Look, Dexter,

everyone has a moment when they realize

that their value system is different from their parents'.

Mine was in college, but, hey, maybe you're a late bloomer.

- Lucky me. - Damn right, lucky you.

You get to have a fresh start.

Whatever you thought, whatever you did doesn't matter.

Now you get to figure out who you are.

I went to Lila for answers but now all I have is more questions.

Who am I? What do I need?

What do I want?

Coffee. I really want a cup of coffee.

- What up, half-day? - Is there coffee left?

- You're late. - I fell asleep before you got home.

Were you at Rita's?

You're welcome, ass.

- Your brother looks like shit. - Tell me about it.

I may be out of line with this but did he fall off the wagon?

What wagon? The only wagon Dexter's ever had is a Radio Flyer.

Your brother's a junkie.

- Isn’t he? - Dexter?

Are you high? He's never even smoked a cigarette.

I'm glad you got some new material, though, 'cause "freak" and "psycho" were getting tired.

Agent Lundy.

So, I hear a rumor you're tracking all our internet activity.

So is it true?

'Cause I can explain all that she-male stuff.

- I need my team outside in five minutes. - That sounds important.

Got a major break. Patrol found a guy saying he escaped the Bay Harbor Butcher.

He claimed he was captured a couple hours ago.

Well, that's a neat trick, considering I was asleep. At least trying to sleep.

- Could be good news for me. - Morgan.

- Yes. - The other Morgan.

I'd like you to join us if you can spare him.

That's fine with me.

- Is there blood? - Not that I'm aware of.

- But what about Masuka? - Yeah, I'm the lead forensics investigator.

Masuka's lab work is pressing. I need him to hold down the fort here.

He totally saw the she-male stuff.

So, what do you say? I'll buy you lunch after.

- Pork sandwich, right? - Yes. Sure.

Good. I figured it was time to get a fresh perspective on the case.

Rumor has it you have a knack for attracting serial killers.

- I hear the same about you. - Dexter also enjoys walks on the beach

- and foreign films. - Then we've got a lot to talk about.

He knocked me out. Then, when I woke up,

I was tied up in that train car over there.

- You said he used rope? - Dumb fuck.

I stretched it out so I can get my legs free and then busted out.

Ran across the road, almost got hit by that guy's car.

So that's the alleged victim of the Bay Harbor Butcher.

But I've never seen him before.

Dex!

O'Connor, Singer. Make sure you take pictures of those footprints.

- Hey, Dex. - Hey.

So the victim says the Butcher held him in this train car.

Lundy wants a search for trace evidence. Your Spidey sense tingling?

- We'll see when I get inside. - Take your time.

We've never been this close to this pendejo.

Closer than you think, amigo.

He may have borrowed my pseudonym

but this guy doesn't know the first thing about my techniques.

Amateur.

What makes you think it was the Butcher?

He said the Bay Harbor Butcher's gonna clean up Miami.

He said, "You're gonna get what you deserve."

And what do you deserve, Mr. Henry?

Well, look, the butcher kills criminals, right?

I just got out of jail, you know?

Six years for aggravated assault and home invasion, so...

He kills murderers. You didn't kill anyone, did you?

All right, I gave this old guy a heart attack.

It's not like I was doing it on purpose.

I used to hit, you know, retirement homes, communities.

Snowbirds are easy targets.

And I don't do that anymore. I did my time.

Your mother must be so proud.

I want to check out the train car with your brother.

Why don't you, er, keep an eye on our friend here while we confirm his story?

Oh, yeah. Sure.

Killing tools left behind. I'd never be this careless.

Whoever did this would never pass Harry's muster.

Then again, neither would Harry.

He lied about my past. He cheated on my foster mother with my biological mother.

Maybe Lila's right. It's time for a new set of standards.

If you were the Bay Harbor Butcher, would you use a place like this?

Actually, yes. Location wise, it's not a bad choice.

It's quiet, remote.

Could use an upgrade in the lighting department, but...

So you think this is our guy?

Not exactly.

From what I understand, this space doesn't support his MO.

It's filthy, for one thing.

Butcher's clean, orderly...

...and some people would say compulsive.

- Really? You think he's compulsive? - This doesn't fit, either.

A hatchet is sloppy.

The butcher uses precise surgical instruments.

Well, he's not that predictable, is he? He mixes it up, different tools every time.

And never rope.

He uses duct tape and plastic wrap.

- Plastic wrap? How can you tell? - Depression patterns in the skin.

Maybe the butcher's having an identity crisis.

- It's entirely possible. - But not likely.

My guess is we're looking for a vigilante inspired by the butcher's principles.

Bet he never thought he'd be a role model.

I bet you're right.

So, any new leads on the real guy?

Not yet. We're hoping the cameras'll turn something up.

- Cameras? - In the marinas.

Put them in a couple of days ago to monitor for suspicious activities.

Good news for all those cops who keep boats at Coral Cove.

You've got one, too, right?

Yeah. Yeah, we've been needing a security upgrade for a long time now.

Has Lundy seen me on the tape?

Is that why he invited me along today, to mess with me?

Hey. I'm sorry if I was short with you this morning. I'm lost without my morning coffee.

Whatever.

How was your play date with Lundy? Did you bond?

You didn't say they put up security cameras at the marinas.

They're not doing any good. We have to update the station's computer system

before we can synch with Lundy's equipment.

- So the cameras aren't recording? - They are but nobody's seen the footage.

- Lundy said it should be fixed by tonight. - Well, that's a relief.

Your mom told me about your cultural presentation.

Did your teacher assign you a country yet?

Saudi Arabia.

No. That's Israel.

- I won't tell the Saudis you said that. - Cody's enjoying himself.

- Dexter's very patient with him. - Dexter's a saint.

- Where's Astor? - She's by the water.

I want to say goodbye.

I got to go. I was supposed to meet Lila ten minutes ago.

- Who's Lila? - His sponsor.

Really? A woman?