Later, Lila finishes stitching Dexter up in her loft (which is, obviously, filled with tons of candles). "So, who was it?" she asks. Dexter: "Huh?" "That man," says Lila. "He wasn't trying to rob you, he was trying to kill you." Dexter comes clean that it was Jimenez, saying he figures he must have "tracked [Dexter] down and followed [him] to the bowling alley." He adds, "If you hadn't seen him in time --" "Ssh, I did see him, that's all that matters," says Lila. "None of this scares you?" Dexter asks. "Nothing you could do, Dexter, would scare me," Lila tells him. "I believe you," he says, and they collapse back on the bed together. "Whatever comes," she says, "we'll get through this together. I'm not leaving your side, Dexter." "I'm not leaving yours," he replies. Shit! I'll bet she planned this shit, that conniving little douche, just to get Dexter back on her side. I fucking loathe this chick. "Really?" asks Lila. "Why would ask that?" says Dexter. "You've just been a bit distant lately," Lila tells him. "I get that way when I'm stressed," says Dexter. She asks what he's stressed about, and he tells her, "Right now, nothing." They look into each other's eyes, and start making out after a while. This shit needs to end, pronto.
Over at Rita's, she's putting the kids down for bed. "Do you think Dexter will come for breakfast tomorrow?" asks Cody. Rita says she doesn't think so, but Cody presses the issue, so Rita has to explain that she and Dexter broke up. "Why?" asks Cody. "They don't like each other anymore," says Astor. "Well, that's not true," says Rita. "Does that mean he doesn't like us, either?" asks Cody. "No, of course he likes you!" says Rita, heartbroken at the question. "It's just, it's hard when two people break up. It makes them sad to see each other. I don't think Dexter's gonna be coming for breakfast for a while." Astor steels herself in her bed, and Rita says, "Sorry."
"Lila may be the right woman for me, but she's wrong about one thing: recovery simply isn't an option," Dex VOs as he gets dressed at the foot of Lila's bed while she sleeps. "When I let my guard down, I open myself up for attack, or capture. I need to embrace who I am, who I've always been. I need to kill the man who murdered my mother." Yes! Finally, Jesus.
Dex is in the car now, continuing his VO: "I'd almost forgotten this feeling -- driving toward a kill, all my senses sharpened. It's like I've been living under water, holding my breath, and now I can finally breathe."