Anyway, now we know who the killer is, it’s all turning into an elaborate game of cat and mouse – with Dexter in the role of mouse, something he’s really not accustomed to. Another odd thing about this episode is that half of it has been shifted out of Miami, about five hours up the motorway – something is about to rock Dexter’s world in a way he never would have expected. He’s been left a house in his father’s will. Yeah, his real father, the one his adopted father had told him was dead. Turns out dependable Harry lied; and since most of Dexter’s life is based on following Harry’s teachings, this causes a bit of a problem. Or, it would, if Deb would shut her mouth for long enough for Dexter to hear himself think. Speaking of Rita – every time Paul turns up and does something threatening and no-one calls the police, I’ve been scrawling “RESTRAINING ORDER” across my notebook. A quick tally shows I’ve currently done this seven times, with one added “CALL THE POLICE!” These people are stupid. Especially Paul. The theme this week, in case anyone missed it, was “honesty.” Which is where the Laguerta/wannabe killer and bizarre Doakes/Angel subplots come in. It’s odd that the fake killer has chosen to ridicule Laguerta over how she got her promotion, because every time they tell that story, it sounds like she actually deserved it. Which, um, isn’t really very humiliating. Can’t this nonsense be over yet? I’m really bored of the smug pretend-Ice Truck Killer. I can’t decide if I like this episode or not. There are some wonderful touches – like when Dexter calls Mousaka and says “Hi, it’s Dexter Morgan” and gets a quick “Dude, I know your last name” in response; and yet there’s some utter nonsense in there, too. I also can’t decide how I feel about the blatant Jeff Lindsay shoutout: “…making sure dear Dexter’s dealing decently with his dead dad” is not a sentence anyone would say in real life, but it made me laugh. What the hell, I’m in a good mood; this can go on the good list.