Dexter's in...well, I don't know what it's called, but it's clearly some room where cops go to get weapons. A cop behind the counter is showing him an air pistol one would use to tranquilize a large animal, like a Beef Bus, and asks, "Gators giving you trouble, Dex?" "They, uh...ate my puppy," he says unconvincingly. The guy nods understandingly, and pulls out long rod with a big-ass needle on it. "This sucker? You load her up right, she'll take down a goddamn grizzly. You may have to get closer than you like, but she'll do the job, I promise you that. So, which will it be?" "Both." "Excellent." Yes it is. Yes it is.
Deb's at the gym (guess Dexter told her to get her working out done during the daytime), and she's hitting the stair-master like a mutha. She finishes up, and walks past a punching bag. She hits it a couple times, then lets loose with a huge punch that instantly bruises her hand. While she's doubled over in pain, Captain Handsomepants walks up and is all, "First time?" Like, ha ha, douchebag. Take a walk. "Sort of," Deb replies. The guy says that he's been boxing since he was ten, and Deb asks, "Tough neighborhood?" "Tough family. And those are just my sisters." Duhr. This guy's a total wad. "Want some help?" he asks hopefully. "I'm doing enough damage on my own," she answers, indicating that she does not. "Is that a 'yes' or a 'no'?" "That was a 'yes.' It sounded like a 'no,' but, yeah...yeah," she smiles. He's happy with her response, and pulls out some tape. As he mentions how important it is for her to wrap her wrists, he rips off a piece, making Deb instantly flash back to Brian taping her mouth shut as she lay next to a corpse in the car when he abducted her. Freaking out, she tells the guy that she's sorry, and hightails it out of there. He looks a little upset, because she's cute, but hey, he doesn't need a nut job like her around, anyway.