On the road, Lila asks Dexter if the van is a rental. "Nope, she's all mine." Lila finds it amusing that Dex calls the van a "she." "Your girlfriend must be jealous." Damn straight, but not of his car, you minx, you. "Is she cool with you doing this?" "I didn't tell her. Rita's mom found out I'm in recovery. She wants me to leave Rita and the kids." Lila, seeing an in, says, "She could be right." "I can't abandon them," he says. Lila changes the subject, and asks Dexter what he's going to say to Jimenez when they get there. Dexter says he's sure he'll come up with something, and Lila tells him to practice on her. At first he demurs, but she insists. "I feel like...you stole my life. I'm not the person I'm supposed to be. It's like I'm hollow. I hide in plain sight, unable to reach out to people close to me, afraid I'll hurt them. Like I've hurt so many others. This is what you've made me become." After a pause, Lila says, "That's what you should tell him. What do you remember most about your mother?" Dexter reminisces, and flashes back to a tableau of his toddler self and Laura Moser, bathed in amber light. "She had long hair, soft like her hands. That's all."
Doakes and LaGuerta have their coffee for the evening. "Just like old times," says Doakes sarcastically. "You live for this, and you know it," she says. "We could always...get in the back of the car, and pass the time like we used to." What? Scandalous! They laugh for a second, and LaGuerta says no: "Not going down that road again." Doakes's radio squeaks, and an officer says the suspect's vehicle has been spotted, and it's headed their way. "I'll take lead," says LaGuerta. "I got it," says Doakes. "We don't want this guy to do anything stupid in a crowd of people," she says. "Goddamn, that's what you out here for? To baby-sit me?" LaGuerta says she's worried about him, that's why she's there. He tells her he's fine, and doesn't know how else to say it. "That's what worries me. You're fine? With killing two men, you're fine?" He says he's killed more than two men in his life. "This isn't the Army, James. This is my department. I need to know that you're fit for duty. That's my job as Lieutenant!" He says all she cares about is her job, "even if it meant doing Pascal's man to get it back." Oh, snap! That was cold as ice, son! The gloves are off now. LaGuerta, shocked, asks, "How did you know about Bertrand?" "I didn't for sure until just now. I know you, Maria. We rode together for two years. When you want something, you get it! Pascal was in your way..." LaGuerta doesn't want to talk about it, and Doakes says, "Oh, I see. You're all up in everybody's shit as long as it's not yours." The conversation is cut short when the suspect rolls up in his truck. I think they said all they needed to, don't you?
"Remember, this is about you," says Lila, as the camera is trained on Dexter's face in mega-close-up. "Not about him," says Dexter dogmatically. "It's all right if we get there and you can't go through with this." "I know." "Because we can come back another time." "No, I want to meet him tonight." She looks proud of him, and I have to say, she's annoying me a lot less than she did last week, but I couldn't say why. Dexter's cell phone rings, and as Lila hands him the phone, she observes about a painting on the wall, "This isn't art, this is cottage porn." I actually kind of like the motel art. It's kitsch, but also kind of fun in an unironic way, too. It's almost cartoonish. Shut up, Lila. You're so cool and above it all with your "found" "art." Whatever, you're annoying me again. Anyway, Dex looks at the caller ID, and says, "It's Rita." "Say no more. I have to take a shower anyway," says Lila, heading to the bathroom. "Don't leave without saying goodbye!" Dex picks up. "Hi." "Hey, it's so good to hear your voice. We were starting to get worried. You still on the road?" "No, I just got in." "Oh, you said you'd call. Where are you?" "I decided to look someone up from my past," he says, noticing that Lila is getting naked right in front of him. "That's what suddenly came up?" "Yup." "Dexter, what's going on?" Oh, you don't wanna know, honey. "Well, after this morning, I figured it'd be better if I kept my distance." Rita wonders what that means, so Dexter tells her about the convo he had with Mama. "Shit. Look, this means nothing, all right? I'm going to take care of this. Now, when are you coming back?" "Uh, tomorrow morning?" He promises to stop by the house first thing, and Rita apologizes for her mother. Dex hangs up, and watches Lila shower for a moment.