^ Yes, yes, I remember. I had lasagna.

I bet he looks different seen through a pair of They Live sunglasses.

"It's time to start RUNNING!"

Wasn't he the cable/internet installer guy or something?

His particular quirk is solving mysteries with retro gadgets.

Who's saying the earlier seasons are worthless? It's generally the comparison of this terrible final season (and some of s5, most of s6, and s7) to the relative quality of those seasons that brings on the ire of Dexter viewers.

That goes a long way to explaining the pain and suffering he's put me through watching his work.

Their names are an established brand of awful quality. An A- rating is disappointing.

Someone once said her face looks like a Picasso, and it amused me at the time. It's a bit cruel though, and I think she's quite nice looking really. Maybe her face contorts having to read those awful lines.

But then Lem would have been killed and Deb shot by a naked man with a butcher knife and a hard on.

Marshal Lem went to the 'Sean Bean School of Character Fates'.

Made no sense to me either. Saxon is a loon, but why risk the exposure, especially when Dexter is about to leave the fucking country?

The incoming hurricane is straight out of a daytime soap.

Actor Harrison gets paid in treadmill rides.

Speaking of haircuts… I was transfixed by the way Elway's and Marshal Clayton's hairstyles both pointed in the same direction, towards the window, in their scene together.

I liked how this gripping episode opened with Dexter removing all traces of himself from Vogel's house… without using any gloves. Then he decided to tell the police "It was like that when I found it" while still wearing his ritual kill clothing.

It certainly was an outstanding episode.

Love those Snuff Box sketches, thanks.

Pulp on a premium cable channel. OK.

Mix tapes, record radio top 40, a computer game kid's best friend, cheap… A pretty damn good format in the day I would say.