"Hey, buddy," says Harry as enters the hospital room, carrying a balloon. "How you feelin'?" Young Dex says he feels pretty good, and that the abundance of ice cream is more than making up for the itchiness of his scar. "Life's a trade-off," observes Harry. He sees the card that Dexter is working on, and asks him about it. "It's a thank you card." "Who's it for?" "Well, [the nurse] said I should thank the man who gave me the blood. I mean, that's normal, right?" Harry says that it is, "but he's gone, and we won't be seeing him again. I'm sorry." "That's alright," says Dexter, and he throws the card in the trash bin next to his bed. "It doesn't really mean anything." Harry, seeing the disappointment on Dex's face, says, "Yeah, it does," and grabs the card. "You keep drawing, son. I'll make sure it finds him."

Back with present-day Dex, who lets the card fall to his lap. I guess no voiceover was needed. The expression of dawning understanding is enough.

Angel busts open LaGuerta's door and says, "You had the case dropped?" LaGuerta asks the woman she's speaking with to excuse her, and the lady peaces out. Angel takes off his hat (which never happens, so he must be pissed) and says, "I.A. dropped Doakes's case." LaGuerta asks him if he seriously thinks she has any control over what I.A. does. "I put everything on the line. I told I.A. the truth, and there's a lot of evidence to back that up. What the hell happened?" LaGuerta explains that a call came down from "an agency in Washington" that wanted to handle the case as it involved "some foreign affairs issue." "They disappeared it," says Angel, fuming. "You think it was Black Ops, CIA?" "Maybe," says LaGuerta. Then, after a pause: "Probably." "And I ratted him out, Jesus Christ." As he leaves, LaGuerta tries to console him: "Angel, you did what you thought was right." He doesn't care about that now, and he leaves the room with the camera following him. An officer bumps into him intentionally and says, "squeak, squeak" under his breath like an asshole. "You have a problem?" Angel beefs. "Officer Benson," says Doakes behind the uniformed cop. "You just bumped into your superior." And then, yelling for everyone to hear: "I believe you owe Detective Batista an apology." Benson looks put out and let's out a Do I Have To? exasp, but Doakes glares at him in his own special way until he apologizes to Angel. Doakes and Angel share a weird moment, and I can't tell if they're cool or not. Officer Benson leaves the room with egg on his face, leaving Angel looking bewildered.