Over in his motor court room, Paul is rolling what appears to be a spliff of some of that real sticky-icky when a shadow passes by his window, freaking him out a little bit. Paranoid, Paul walks over to the door to his room, and after waiting, listening, for a few seconds, the music swells creepily and he yanks the door open and it's...Rita. Just Rita. They both breathe heavily from startling one another, and laugh a little bit. "We need to talk," Rita initiates. He tells her to come into his room, but she stays outside. "No, I'm good right here." He keeps trying to get her to come in, but even after the enticing "six pack chillin' in the fridge," she stands her ground. "No, no more. No more surprise visits to the house, no more intimidating my friends, and especially no more Disney dad. You lost your right to be a father when you beat your children's mother. You want to get to know Astor and Cody, you're going to have to work for that privilege." Paul wants to say something, but Rita cuts him off. "Divorce papers. Sign them now, and I'll agree to supervised visits, twice a week." Damn, Rita. You're turning into a bona fide ballfest! Paul: "Is this some kind of joke, Rita? You really think you can make me back down?" "No, I don't, but what else am I going to do, Paul?" She goes on to explain that she has the power to make sure he never sees his kids again unless he complies with her every request. He changes his tone instantly, saying "I love the new you! My ass is yours to kick." Saying he's a "new man," he signs the papers to prove it to her. She looks ecstatic.

Everyone at the station is gathered around the interrogation room video feed, where LaGuerta is about to question Perry. Dexter comes in and looks at the screen and then at Angel and Masuka: "You got him." Then, noticing the other feed with Doakes and Jeremy Downs, he VOs, "Both of them." When Dexter asks where Perry's lawyer is, Angel tells him he waived his right to an attorney. Dexter VOs some more: "My two...colleagues, technically speaking. Thankfully one of them's a fraud." After hearing Perry say "The doer is merely a fiction that's added to the deed. The deed is everything," Dexter finishes, "At least I hope he's a fraud."

Tony Tucci is holding a champagne glass in his new fake hand, which he toasts to as someone pops a new bottle. Rudy, the prosthesis guy, speechifies, "Some say bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid. But, I've worked with a lot of amputees, and I gotta say, I don't think Tony knew he was afraid. Here's to one crazy bastard!" Everyone lifts their glasses and drinks, and Tucci says, "Kiss my atrophied ass! And, now for the main event!" "Medical marijuana?" Deb jokes, unfunnily. "You wish," says Tucci. With Rudy's help, they both pull back the blanket to reveal Tucci's new leg, and everyone marvels and cheers. He stands up, a bit wobbly at first, but beaming, especially at his new hooker girlfriend, Shanda, who he asks for a dance. Deb and Rudy step aside, and she asks him, "So, you made that hand and foot?" He nods. "You did a good thing," she tells him. "Tony lost a piece of himself, and I helped him find it," Rudy says. "I mean, how often in life do you get to make someone whole?" "I wouldn't know," says Deb. They continue to small talk about how Rudy used to study the human form at university. He asks, "Have you had dinner yet?" "I'd love to." Well, as long as you don't make yourself tooavailable, there, sweetheart. Doakes comes in with a six-pack of Pacifico beer, to "show his support." "Bad timing?" Rudy tells him no, and offers him some champagne.