Dex goes out to talk to Angel, and asks him where LaGuerta is. Normally this kind of query from Dexter would strike me as odd, but considering the kid she's with could hold the key to his future, it doesn't. Angel tells him she's trying to bring the kid in for a sketch. "Sketch?" says Dexter, trying to not seem concerned. "The kid says some guy saved them from the bad lady." "Valerie Castillo." "Yeah. Sounds like she exactly what she had coming to her. Personally, I'd shake this guy's hand." "Yeah, you say that now," Dex VOs.
At the Castillo household, Deb has found Jorge's passport. "I feel like I need a shower just looking at this douchebag." "Keep looking," says Doakes. "Phone records, bank accounts, credit cards...Maybe the wife got greedy and that's why he killed her." "Maybe," says Deb. Then she mentions something about how she felt cock-blocked at the scene earlier that morning when Doakes was about to open the trunk. I totally did not notice anything like that, so I'm going to ignore it. Shut up, Deb. Doakes is ready to move on as well: "It's possible our guy left town." "If he even did it," says Deb. "What if we have a copycat killer on our hands?" Doakes thinks that's a bit of a stretch, but Deb pushes it, saying that she thinks the killer tried to bleed out the body like the ITK but didn't know how. "She wasn't a hooker," says Doakes. "But she was killed someplace else, dumped and laid out in a ritualistic manner just like all the others." Hmm, good point, Deb. I retract my previous "shut up." "She wasn't in pieces," Doakes devil's-advocates. "But she had cuts on her neck. I'm just saying with all the media attention on the Ice Truck Killer...it's possible." Doakes wants to know what she's getting at, and she just wants to work out a profile, "in case Jorge doesn't pan out." He tells her fine, and then avoids another phone call, which Deb totally picks up on. "Who are you avoiding?" she asks for all of us. Ignoring her, he says, "We have one more stop to make."
Dexter's on his way back to the junkyard, VOing, "Nothing lasts forever. Just ask a Ford Pinto." Fair enough. And, heh. "Eventually most serial killers get caught. There's really not much of a retirement plan." He's back at the Mercedes now, trying to establish what the kid could or could not see through that tiny hole. In the dark. Come on, Dexter, it's only the sixth episode of the season. Do you really think they'd put you in the shit now? Be reasonable. "It can't end like this. It's too soon." I'm sayin'! Maybe, maybe the season finale, but not sooner. "I'm not ready." Neither are the producers, trust me. Dexter crawls into the trunk, and realizes that he has a perfect view of all the spots where his shenanigans took place. "He saw me." Pissed off, and now out of the trunk, he kicks a hubcap in frustration.