"I once was lost, but now I'm found," sings a girl at the church where Mrs. Tucci is holding vigil for her son. LaGuerta walks in, and catches Mrs. Tucci's eye. They meet in the aisle, and Mrs. Tucci asks, "Anything?" Maria shakes her head. Mrs. Tucci tells her she's glad that she could make it, and LaGuerta responds that she's just there to show support. All of a sudden, despite LaGuerta's protests, Mrs. Tucci introduces her to the entire congregation, and it's very awkward. "This is the policewoman who's trying to find Tony!" "Well, actually, a lot of us are looking!" "You brought us together by giving us hope." Yeah, way to go, LT. Who are you to give false hope? What if Tony's rotting in a cave somewhere? You don't know! ...Yeesh, I don't know, you guys. This could spell trouble for LaGuerta. Not that I care, it's just...more killing, Dexter! Anyway, Mrs. Tucci gives Maria her St. Anthony necklace. Apparently he was the patron saint of the lost. They embrace, and Mrs. Tucci implores her again to find her son.
At the station, LaGuerta is telling Doakes how she tried apologizing to Mrs. Tucci for crucifying Tony before she had all the facts, but "couldn't get a word in edgewise." "Who is that going to help, her or you?" Doakes asks perceptively. "Leave that woman alone with her candles and 'Kumbaya.'" Heh. I mean, shut up, Doakes. He goes on, changing the subject to the task force and where he has his men set up. "So what now?" "Now, you go home," she tells him. "You've gotten the shit kicked out of you all day." "I kind of prefer it here with you. You're the only person people seem to hate more than me!" Ha, yeah. I know I do. They share a chuckle, and both move to take off. As they leave, they shut the light on Deb, who's still in her little corner watching video footage. "Hey!" she shouts. "Morgan? Call me on my cell if you come across anything!" Deb gives her a mocking "yes, ma'am" face, and turns back to her footage. That sucks. I kind of miss Deb this episode. We've barely seen her at all.
When Doakes gets home, two more of Guerrero's guys are sitting in a car on the street, watching him. Doakes goes out there to confront them, but they take off in the car as Doakes says, "You want a piece of me? Asshole!" I feel like "you want a piece of me" is kind of trite wording, but I'd also expect that of Doakes, so fair enough, writers. Fair enough.
Over with Dexter, who's flipping through some more family photo albums while on the phone with Deb, who's offering a million dollars for clues to where the next body part is going to land. Dexter says he has no clue, and plus, "you don't have a million dollars." "I'll steal it from evidence. I've been stuck in a goddamn fishbowl all day. I wanna be part of the hunt! Look, I know you made a list of locations, just pick your favorite spot and we'll stake it out together!" This strikes something in Dexter, and he VOs, "My favorite spot, of course." He finds the right page in the album, and tells Deb he has to go. He's found a picture of his younger self at a landfill, standing next to a palm tree with a smiley face carved on the trunk.