LaGuerta's meeting with Captain Ast-- er, uh, Matthews and some other dude about Perry, and tells them both that he "recanted his confession this morning." Mathstor wants to know what the hell she's talking about. "I was going over some details with him at county, and he admitted that he gave us a false confession. He's a wannabe, Tom. Just wanted his fifteen minutes, that's all." "How do know which time he was lying?" Mathstor asks. Silence. "All due respect, Maria, if we dropped charges every time someone recanted his confession, our jails would be empty. We're going to trial." LaGuerta tells him it's not up to him, but to the DA, and she looks at the other dude, whom I assume works for the DA. "I understand your frustration, Maria, but I reviewed the DA worksheets. The evidence is compelling. We'll move forward with the trial as planned." After a long pause in which Mathstor gives LaGuerta a big snooty I Told You So face, LaGuerta says, "Fair enough. If that's what you two want, I'm fully behind it." Of course you are. Anything to get your seat at the lunch table back, you spineless loser.
"I was really worried about you. You sure you're all right?" Meridian asks Dex, who's on the couch for another session. "I kept calling your house, but the number you gave me didn't work." Dexter explains that he was at his girlfriend's house, and is met with a stunned expression on Meridian's face. Dexter's smiling widely. "I spent the night. Face to face." "Sean, that's very good!" "It's all good, Doctor! I've even stopped worrying about that friend of mine who's been out of touch. You can't control other people, you know?" Dude, this is hilarious. "This is a real breakthrough. You should be proud of yourself," says the good doctor. Dexter says that he is proud, and that he never really expected to make any progress in therapy. Meridian replies that if that were true, he never would have come in the first place. Little does he know... "What do you want to focus on today?" he asks. "I'm glad you asked that," replies Dexter with a sly smirk. He stands up and walks behind the couch, figuring out how he's going to say what he's going to say. "I've gotta tell you something that I've never told anyone before." "Okay." After a deep breath: "I'm a serial killer." Dexter lets out a huge groan, and seems genuinely relieved to have that off of his chest. "Oh, God! That feels...so good to say out loud!" "Well, you must be letting go, because I've never heard you make a joke before!" says Dr. Meridian, not understanding what he's already involved in. "I'm not joking. I kill people. Hoo! There it is again!" Dexter's all smiles, but Meridian's not amused anymore. "You should try it," Dexter suggests. "I know your big, bad wolf has racked up a tidy little death toll." He waves at the camera in the plant. Meridian looks pretty freaked. "I'm just kidding, I disabled the camera. And I copied the files." Meridian: "I don't know what you're talking about." "Focus on your breathing, maybe you'll remember. Meghan? Carolyn? Vanessa?" "Those sessions are confidential!" "I'm a control freak, I know. But I watched your home movies. Some amazing stuff: drugs, guns, and a crazy psychiatrist. No wonder you're so well-versed in control issues; you've got quite the God complex." Meridian stands up and says, "This session's over," and moves to walk out. Dexter's too quick for him, however, and soon has him in a sleeper hold. "Not so fast, Doc."