A woman lies dead on the pavement, an evidence marker lying by her head. Harry barks commands to someone, telling him to wake up Judge Moorehouse for a warrant. A younger (but still adult) Dexter watches, and his wig looks ridiculous. Deb leans out of the car window behind Dexter, and her wig also looks ridiculous, as do her glasses, which are somehow supposed to imply that she's younger. "She was dumped?" she says absently, clearly anxious to be involved somehow. "Debra," says Harry, "get back inside the car like I told you." She does as she's told, and Harry approaches Dexter. "Blunt trauma to the head?" asks Dex. Harry immediately gives him a look. "I went over there. No one saw." After a pause, Harry explains that a blow to the head killed the woman, "but she took a brutal beating beforehand. The guy who did this is an evil bastard." "You know who it was?" "Oh, yeah. I've been trying to nail him for a while. Pimp named Juan Rainez. She was one of his girls." "She was dumped, right?" asks Deb again, from inside the car. "Get back in the truck!" demands Harry, and again Deb slinks back into her seat, disappointed.
Dexter's awoken by knocking at his front door, and he slowly gets out of bed to answer it. It's A-Fed: "You awake?" "You for real?" asks Dex hazily. "You got a visitor." It's Rita, and she's holding two coffees. She looks cute. I like her dress. "Coffee?" she smiles, and Dex lets her in. "Yeah, why not?" "I heard the news," she says, putting her stuff down. "It's everywhere. Sergeant Doakes is the Bay Harbor Butcher?" "That's what they're saying," says Dex, shaking his head in mock non-belief. Rita tells him she was worried about him, and asks why the FBI is guarding his building. "Oh, you know the federal government. Any excuse to spend money." Word. So, I guess Dexter's a libertarian? Anyway, Dex takes a sip of his coffee, and it's cold. Rita apologizes, but Dex turns it around: "Well, there's nothing better on a muggy Miami morning than an iced coffee, right?" he says, turning to the fridge to grab some ice. As Rita sits down at the breakfast bar, Dexter asks how the kids are. "They asked about you, again. They've been pretty confused since we split up." "Yeah, me too," he replies. "Are you still confused?" she asks guardedly. "I'm generally confused most of the time, but not about us." Rita smiles, happy to hear that. Dexter looks down and realizes his leg has started to bleed through his pants. He says, "No," and covers it up. "It's not good?" asks Rita, misconstruing Dexter's "No." He corrects himself, saying, "No, it's great...to have this clarity." She's really glad he feels that way, obviously, and I have to say, so am I. I mean, look, as much as I hate Lila, I understand why she was important to Dexter and to the show, but come on. Dexter needs Rita, and not just because she's "damaged" or because he needs to keep up appearances. He obviously loves her and the kids, and she's clearly not bat-shit crazy like LMPMT (Little Miss Pardon My Tits). Plus, she's a stone fox! Don't get me wrong: Jaime Murray is certainly fetching, but Lila's character repulses me for so many reasons.