At the lab, Dexter's looking at Little Chino's mug-shots and VO-ing, "Now I have to find someone who knows I'm looking for him. Not exactly ideal in the element-of-surprise department. And I have to find a new way to dispose of Little Chino's body, if I can close the deal this time." Dexter looks up in time to see Deb and LaGuerta walking out of Pascal's office. "You totally douched me in there," Deb tells her. "You clocked a guy in a bar who touched your arm. Yeah, I told the Lieutenant you weren't ready for active duty." Deb thanks her sarcastically for the "fucking vote of confidence," and storms off in a huff. Mmm mmm mmm. What a little asshole. Masuka walks in and announces that there are now thirteen confirmed bodies from the BHB (Bay Harbor Butcher), and Angel mentions that he heard the FBI is coming in to work the case. LaGuerta snarks that Matthews is going to take all the credit for the FBI's work: "Nice political move when you're bucking for Deputy Chief." Yeah, you wouldn't know anything about political moves, would you? Doakes asks who the feds are sending, and Angel says it's "some guy named Lundy." "Frank Lundy?" Doakes asks, recognizing the name. "He's a rock star! The Green River Killer and the DC Sniper? The case was impossible, and he broke it." Gulp. LaGuerta tells Doakes he should do whatever he can to get on Lundy's task force: "It's a career-maker!" Doakes looks skeptical, so Angel rolls over to him in his chair and says, "Hey, just visualize the door of opportunity just opening up wide for you, bro, and just walk right through it." Doakes says what we're all thinking: "Angel, you keep up with this woo-woo shit, I'm gonna walk right through you." Heh.
Episode Report CardMr. Stupidhead: A- | 1653 USERS: B-
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