Well, look-y what we have here! It's Señora Castillo! What's she doing here? She calls out for Jorge a couple of times, but as he's indisposed, he doesn't respond. She goes over to the holding bay door, and pulls out a six-shooter, and everything becomes a big more clear. She's totally in on these shenanigans. As Dexter looks on from afar, Valerie Castillo opens the door a crack and a woman instantly tries to escape. Valerie overpowers her and shoves her back in, calling her a "Cuban piece of shit." Um, yeah. This lady needs to go! Once she has the door locked again, she mutters, "Fucking animals." Dexter, come on. I know you weren't prepared for two, but them's the breaks buddy. They're both equally bad, they both have to go! "Incredible," Dex chimes in on the soundtrack. "They're an even better match than I thought. A true partnership."

Castillo's in plastic wrap, just now waking up to see his wife in the same predicament across from him. Ooh, boy, I live for these scenes. "I very rarely deviate from a plan," Dexter tells the pair as he begins cutting their faces. "I just didn't have the heart to split up such a perfect couple. You two have quite a lucrative operation going. You're a really good team." Dex takes their blood samples. "It's clever, too: no one questions another drowned Cuban man. Or woman. Or child. So which one of you thought this up?" He takes out Valerie's gag, and she instantly starts spouting justifications: "They get freedom! We free them! They thank us, for God's sake!" Dexter: "For drowning them and dumping their bodies in the ocean? Please." She offers to pay him, and as he grabs his power saw, he replies, "Money? That's what it's all about, right?" Once they see the saw, Jorge and Valerie begin trading desperate "I love you"s and "I love you so much"es, and Dexter is rapt with curiosity. Instead of getting to work, he sits down between them again. "I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to answer me honestly. No more bullshit, do you understand?" They both silently agree. "How long have you been married?" "Twelve years," Valerie blurts out. "How do you love each other? You're like me, but you make it work. How?" Their responses are instantaneous and identical, as if their lives depend on them (and at this point, they may actually think they do): "We want the same things." "The same life." Calmly, Dexter says, "You share the same dreams." "Yes!" "Yes, that's it!" They're both almost smiling, as though they've made a connection with Dexter and may get off scot-free. "That's, uh...helpful. Thank you," says Dex, and stuffs their gags back into their mouths, ready to get back to work. That was a pretty incredible scene, perhaps my favorite in the whole series so far, to be honest. I love how Dexter earnestly seeks the advice of "people like him," especially at a time he knows they won't feed him a line of bullshit. Plus, it was a very funny scene, despite (or perhaps because of) how heavy it was at the same time. Great acting by all involved.