"All right," Mathstor begins, "the Bay Harbor Butcher case is now a Miami Metro case, and it is shaping up to be the biggest one in our history, now with fourteen confirmed. The FBI has sent over their top man, Special Agent Frank Lundy, to help solve this crime." He goes on to express that he wants the agencies to play nicely together "for the public good." He then introduces Lundy, who starts right in: "Hello, everyone. There is no such thing as the perfect crime, not in my experience, anyway. With your help, and the mistakes this person has made and will eventually make, we'll find whoever did this awful thing." Dexter looks sick. "I need everyone in every department up to speed on what we are doing while I review your files, and put our task force together." LaGuerta looks at Doakes to reinforce her hopes for his presence on said task force. "Let's get a jump start on the Bay Harbor Butcher, a moniker which, by the way, repulses me." "Well, we have something in common," VOs Dex as he looks on. Lundy projects a picture of a hacked-up torso and some other appendages, and says, "Initial reports had these parts as coming from one body." "Actually, it's two," VOs Dex. "Actually, it's two," says Lundy as though he read Dex's mind. Dexter squirms a bit. Lundy goes on to dispel the notion that these are the ITK's bodies, because of the "gender, exsanguination, and specific methods of dissection." "Not to mention my guys deserved it," VOs Dexter. A slide of Brian comes up when Lundy mentions the ITK, and Deb looks ill. Dex hallucinates the picture coming alive, and Brian says, "Miss me, brother?" "I can't afford to lose it like this," Dex VOs, "not with Special Agent Rock Star on my case. I need to clear the decks, and my head." Or "clear the Dex," know what I mean? ["Boo." -- Sars] Oh, shut up. ["You shut up." -- Sars] Dexter walks briskly out of the briefing room and to his lab, where he puts Chino's mugshot back on the screen. "I'm coming for you tonight, Little Chino, and this time there won't be any screw-ups."
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.