Dexter, however, looks amped at the idea of having such a worthy adversary, and tells Isaak Pullo there's just one problem: "I'm not some fat little man." Isaak Pullo laughs, this time without mirth, and admits that he doesn't know who Dexter is. Dexter, his eyes starting to shift wildly: "If you ever find out, you'll regret it." He hangs up with purpose, and Isaak Pullo clasps his hands together in interested consideration. A powerful killer waiting behind bars with a desire to kill Dexter that will never fade? That is a setup that will keep.
Dexter answers his door -- for all the people out there after him, you'd think he'd ask who it is -- but it's Deb, who hands over the photograph. Dexter at least looks stunned at the near miss, and although he at first protests her involvement again, soon he can't help but smile that this time, she saved him. He thanks her, but she tells him she can't be involved in that part of his life anymore. "I know you're not gonna stop, but I don't want to know about it." And honestly, this feels earned -- Deb has seen and been through enough in the past few episodes to have her moral compass permanently recalibrated. She berates herself for having had to lie to Batista, and adds that all the stealing and lying and covering up isn't her. Dexter wonders if LaGuerta's investigation is closed, and Deb has to admit that she does not think so. Dexter guesses that if Keith Carradine didn't figure him out, there's no reason to think LaGuerta will, and as he gets two beers out of the refrigerator, Deb chuckles mirthlessly about what Keith Carradine would say if he could see her now.