Now that all that boring marriage business is out of the way, let's get back to the killin'! Back at the Bludgeon Building (former site of Fisty McBludgeon's Pub), our old pal Security Guard patrols the halls alone, his head unadorned and just waiting to get bashed in. Outside, Dexter pulls up, VO yammering as always. He's got to get to the surveillance room and head off Trinity there. Harry, ever the backseat driver, shows up and notes the absence of the security guard.
Cut to a pan up Trinity, clad neck to toe in what looks like a plastic safety suit, wielding a hammer, while a man whimpers in pain and abject fear. Meanwhile, Dexter urgently heads inside and notes the photos on the absent security guard's desk. Two kids. Just like the victim 30 years ago. "It's the security guard," Dexter says, gravely. Back to Trinity, as his unseen victim screams. Dexter heads for the elevator, but before he can push a button, it dings. He darts out around a corner and watches...as a very un-bloodied Security Guard disembarks. So...not Trinity's victim, then.
No, sports fans, if you'd guessed that the Sandwich Guy introduced in the first act would go off in the third act, you're right. Poor bastard. Trinity works on his knee while, in the lobby, Dexter sends the elevator up to 12 to get the Security Guard to follow it, out of his way. Trinity, meanwhile, dons a face shield. You guys, when the guy working you over with a blunt instrument is thinking this seriously about splatter protection, it's just not your day. "Please," Sandwich Guy begs, "I'm a father!" Trinity grabs him by his shirt and pulls him up to his feet. "You were no father!" he growls, then starts savagely beating him with the hammer. Blood is spattering everywhere, it's totally disturbing, and Trinity keeps repeating, "You made me!"
Meantime, Dexter breaks into the surveillance room, and Harry notes that the recording disk is gone. Probably just as well for Dexter -- he doesn't want the cops taking care of this. He frantically searches the camera feeds until he finds the one showing the Vicious Bloody Death channel. Trinity's still working that hammer, producing so much spatter that even Dexter seems horrified. Finally, Trin turns the hammer claw-side out (would not blame you if you checked out of this paragraph at those words) and winds up for one last particularly juicy shot to what I can only hope is the long-since-dead Sandwich Guy.