One more flashback. Teen Dexter is on the roof of some warehouse building, standing on the edge, looking down about five stories. The wind is flapping his shirt around, and he feels his own chest, trying to recapture what he felt in Harry's in the previous flashback. He looks frightened and exhilarated at the same time. After a few moments, Harry grabs him, saying, "Hey! What the hell are you doing?!" Down at street level, Harry still has Dexter in his grip. "What were you doing up there?" "I don't know." "What were you thinking?" "I don't know!" "Whatever you're going through, killing yourself isn't the answer, Dex! You don't get points for dying!" "Dying? Dad, I don't want to die. I'm just trying to figure out some way to feel alive!" They embrace aggressively. Now, call me a nit-picker, but this scene annoys me for a very technical reason. I'm assuming that it probably took them at least two or three minutes to get back down to street level after Harry grabbed Dexter. What did they say in that period of time? Nothing? It seems to me that it would have been more realistic for them to have this dialogue up on the roof, considering the gravity of the situation. ["'Gravity' is right. Heh." -- Joe R] Am I wrong? Also, how did Harry know Dex was up there? He was just driving by?
Dexter's now pulling up to Rita's house in his car as he VOs, "I don't normally seek human contact in times of failure. But then, I don't normally experience failure. Right now, all I can think about is the smell of Rita's kitchen, the breathy cadence of her sleeping children, the warmth of her flesh." Man, poor guy. He's having a pretty rough go of it, huh? He gets out of the car and approaches the rear of the house, where Rita is lighting a cigarette and sobbing quietly. "Rita? What's wrong?" he asks after passing through the gate. "The prison called," she replies. "Paul's dead." "Oh?" he says optimistically, and then, realizing that it's not necessarily a great thing: "Oh." "He died in an inmate altercation. A fight. He got angry, and he got into a fight, and now I have to figure out how to tell my children that their father's dead." Dexter sits down as Rita mentions that she could have helped FIP. "How?" he asks. "Rita, how could you have helped him? He was in prison." "That's right, Dexter," she says, looking at him coldly, her husky voice returning. "It happened in prison. Paul was in prison." Hey, was Paul is prison? I'm not too clear on that. "That was his own fault," says Dexter quietly. "Was it?" says Rita after a long pause. Dexter just looks at her blankly, and she begins crying again. Dexter holds her and kisses her head.