Lots going on this week, not all of it necessarily paying off quite yet. Dexter's still looking to pick up tips on being a family man from Trinity, so he hastily finds himself some busywork. In addition to chaperoning Cody's scouting excursion, and trying to force Astor into taking up an activity besides scowling, Dex sets out to kill a fashion photog who has apparently been killing his models and, in at least one case, feeding them to gators.
Meanwhile, Debra's back at work and manages to convince LaGuerta to let her investigate Trinity. Deb also meets with one of Harry's C.I.s, who manages to gross her out thoroughly. Deb decides she can't take finding out how many of these skeevy old cougars Harry went to bed with, and so gives up the investigation. Good thing, too, since Dex's mom was next on the pile of C.I.s. Dexter eagerly shreds his mom's file (though he holds on to her half-shredded photo out of misguided sentimentalism that will surely come back to bite him.
As for Quinn, he takes exception to Dexter strong-arming him to get Christine to leave Debra alone. And since he was already chaffing from Dexter knowing too much about his sticky fingers, Quinn decides to find some dirt on Dexter. Shades of Doakes?
Oh, and Trinity invites Dexter out to the woods to chop down a tree, is incredibly surly that whole day, ends up whimpering after hitting a deer with his truck and is unable to put it out of its misery, and finally spends the last 20 minutes of the episode obsessively making a coffin.
So Dexter sneaks out of the Cub Scout Picnic or whatever to go nab Fashion Photog and murder him up good. Only the next day, at work, the cops bring in Photog's assistant, and Angel tells Dex they have concrete proof that he offed those women. So Dexter just killed an innocent man. Oh, fine, NOW he feels guilty.
Previously: Trinity's a serial killer given to random weeping. Dexter found him but decided to hold off killing him until he learns how to be the successful family man Trinity is. Lundy got killed, Debra finally decided Trinity did it. And she also decided she figured out the C.I. her and Dexter's dad was fucking way back when.
We open on Dexter and family (Deb included) out for a peaceful boat ride. I always forget Dexter's boat is called the Slice of Life. Yet another reason for everybody in Dexter's life to slap their foreheads if and when he's ever caught. Everybody seems to be enjoying the blissful relaxation, but Dex gets a call from work, so they have to return to shore. Deb also exposits that she's returning to work and that she's now going to be living in Dexter's old bachelor pad. The better to one day find an incriminating piece of evidence that leads her to discovering he's a murderer, one assumes.
Dexter ventures out to the murder scene, which is in the swamps. There he sees an alligator with its belly sliced open. Man, whoever's killing those gators is SO gonna pay! No, actually, the gator's belly has an arm in it, and before you start thinking it's weird that Miami PD would just randomly find an arm-eating gator conveniently gutted for them, one of the swamp locals notes that he was planning on eating the gator when he discovered the surprise limb. Dexter examines the arm, which appears remarkably undigested for having been in a stomach, and, noting the ligature marks on the wrists, concludes this is a homicide and not simply a gator-munching. Angel says they should search for further body parts. Dexter would very much appreciate a head.
That night, Dexter returns home to a house full of yappy kids who need attending to. He is but one man, people! (DVO notes that he's kinda two men, but we're ignoring DVO.) Dex sees a business card from Christine Hill atop Debra's stuff. Rita says she's called a couple times before, wants to do a hero piece on Deb. Dexter obviously wants nothing to do with a reporter snuffing around his family -- and by extension, him. Dex and Rita overhear the neighbor couple fighting, which gives them the opportunity to remind us they they're still in counseling and are doing much better now.
The next day, Dexter stakes out Trinity at the hardware store while DVO lays out this week's broad strokes: "I'm a serial killer, and I need advice on how to keep my kids from taking over my life." So once again Dex turns to Trinity for lessons in living as a Complete Man. Dex offers to help Arthur load up his car -- sometimes serial killers just love the classics -- and asks after Arthur's son, Hot Jonah. Though probably not for the reasons I'd be asking after him. Trinity notes that Jonah's got ROTC in the morning and football in the afternoon, so no time to help the old man. And rather than let that suffice, we get the follow up for the back row, where Arthur explicitly states that he's trying to push his children out into the world so they can be their own people. All that flies right over Dexter's head, and all he can hear is "get the kids out of the house." After fishing, unsuccessfully, for Arthur to invite him over, Dexter finally lies that he's new in town and without his family, he doesn't know anybody. Arthur's aloofness dims for a moment, and he asks Dexter what he's doing this weekend.