So Dexter speeds off after Trinity, Harry in the back seat being annoying and questioning whether Dex even has a plan. He gets a call from Rita, which he answers over Harry's objections -- gotta agree with Harry there. Because, of course, Rita's call isn't important. She wants the honeymoon they never had. This weekend, while Astor and Cody are at Disney with their grandparents. Apparently, Rita is oblivious to the tire screeches and car horns wailing all around Dexter as he speeds down the highway, weaving all over the road. It's hard to imagine how fearsome Julie Benz used to be on Angel. She's really selling this angelic/shrewish wife thing. Dexter "yeah, yeah, yeahs" her to get off the phone, but not soon enough, as he sideswipes a parked car, knocking its mirror off and seriously pissing off the driver. He hangs up, tries to ignore Harry, and follows Arthur's van into a parking garage at a bank. He stalks around, watching Arthur park his car and leave. Dex decides this is the place he'll have to make his move. He waits, while we see the car he sideswiped pull into the garage.

Miami Metro. Debra obsesses over the whiteboard filled with Trinity bathtub killings. She's trying to match Christine's postcards to the various cycles, as she tells Angel when he walks in. She's visibly shaken at the idea that there could have been Trinity cycles Lundy never uncovered. Angel tells her she needs to go home -- she's burned herself out on this case, and what with Christine just blowing her brains out in front of her, Deb might benefit from, say, a nap. "That's an order," says Angel, as he pledges to follow up with these stray homicide departments himself. Deb very reluctantly walks away, passing LaGuerta, who takes a moment to look at Angel cross-eyed and be all "OMG we're married!" Maria is at a loss as to what they do now? Live together? Her place? Angel just smiles and goes along with whatever. Blissed-out Angel has been a reassuring presence all season, but if we find out next year that he got lobotomized at the end of Season 3, I'm not gonna be so shocked.

Meanwhile, you didn't think Deb was gonna nap through the season finale, did you? No, hellbent on collapsing before the hour's out, she gets Tragic Val on the phone and wants to follow up on that C.I. Harry was boffing. The one Val kinda stalked for a while there. Deb asks if Val's up for a road trip. Sweet Jesus and deliver me from that particular journey into the abyss.