"This is how it ends, in the hands of a seven-year-old?" he continues, now standing outside as Deb works her way over to him. "Who's the boy?" he asks Deb. "So far, all we know is that he's Cuban and he seems to like LaGuerta. Spend enough time in a hot trunk, I guess she looks good to anybody." Fair enough. Dex continues to probe: "Did he see anything?" Deb isn't sure, as the kid "seemed pretty out of it." Deb notices that Dex has a "brow thing goin' on," but before Dexter can respond, LaGuerta is yelling at Deb to bring some water over. "I love her," she jests. "Maybe I should spend some time in a hot trunk, too!" After she's gone, Dexter's VO keeps worrying: "My neat little world of lies is crumbling all around me, and I can't tell a soul. Especially not Deb." He totally has a brow thing happening.
Hey! It's flashback time! "Deb," says Harry as he cocks a shotgun. "We've been through this." It seems that Deb wants to go hunting with them, because Dexter was her age when he started. "I promise I'll be quiet. You won't even know I'm there." Harry thinks the pheasants will, and goes on to tell her that "the Logans are waiting. Did you pack your swimsuit?" "Yes." "Good girl. I want to see that backflip of yours when we come home." Young Deb, looking dejected goes out to the car. After she's gone, Dexter says, "She does have a point, dad." "What we do on these weekends, your sister can never know about. Keeping the truth from those closest to you is how you'll survive, and how you'll protect them if anything ever goes wrong." Ah, relevance, how I love thee.
Rita is telling the kids to hurry up or they'll be late for school. Astor runs out to put on her backpack, and Rita tells her that her birthday list could be expanded upon. "Balloons don't make much of a list." "It's okay," Astor says. "I don't need that other stuff. It's too expensive." Wow, what a great kid. I never would have said that. Rita tells her that she'll worry about that stuff, and that it's her birthday and she can have whatever she wants. The phone rings, and Rita runs to get it. "Hello?" "Hey, babe." That's not Dexter's voice. "Go wait in the car," says Rita sternly to the kids, who already look concerned. On their way out, Cody asks Astor, "What's wrong with Mom?" "She only gets that way when she's talking to Dad." Yikes. Well, that's just great. As if things weren't complicated enough, now we have to deal with that asshole? Wonderful.