"Harry taught me to lie, and keep my darkest secrets from those around me, which is why I need to make sure there's not a trace of blood left on my boat." Naturally, Dexter's on his boat now, scrubbing her down carefully. "He also taught me not to rush to judgment," he continues, as we see Deb and Gabe reading a Kinko's copy of The Ice Princess together and smiling. "Things aren't always what they appear to be, including Harry. And what about me? Am I the twisted Bay Harbor Butcher, or the valiant Dark Defender? Only time will tell. Funny thing is, I've met someone who doesn't care what I am," and here's Lila, finishing up what I'm sure is another piece of disturbing, welded found art. "I suppose every hero needs a sidekick. Every villain or partner-in-crime. All my relationships have been built on not knowing, but that may be changing. Imagine that! A life with no more secrets." As Dexter walks off the pier, the shot pans upward to reveal a surveillance camera that you know leads right back to Lundy's computer. The noose is tightening.