Dexter’ Season 6, Ep. 3

• Showtime
• No one will be admitted during the blood-chilling “Dexter Picks Up His Car” scene.

It’s a bad sign when burnout settles in on episode three, but that’s where I am right now. I’m going to have to resubmit my petition for shorter Dexter seasons, because this all-filler less-killer is making me very, very unhappy.

This week, Dexter infiltrates a retirement home to investigate an aging killer called the Tooth Fairy. It’s kind of like Grumpy Old Men, except not hilarious. [[http://www.nbc.com/community/|h/t]] Meanwhile, Big Bad Boy Hanks torments his prisoner, Tobey from Dawson’s Creek, with endless appeals to beg God’s forgiveness. (If I’m really sincere, maybe God will end this season prematurely?) But those two story-threads were basically treated like subplots for The Deb Show, which features your standard Deb Show plot: Deb freaks out. This time, it’s because she took the lieutenant position she’s clearly unqualified for, and has to deal with some actual responsibility for the first time in her bone-headed career. (Then again, who better to manage TV’s dumbest police department than the dumbest of all TV police detectives?) Now don’t get me wrong: I don’t have anything against Deb. I am actually quite fond of her! But only inasmuch as she’s supporting Dexter, sparring with Dexter, or unknowingly stumbling onto Dexter’s trail. No one has cared about her ridiculous love life since season one, and no one ever cared about her career trajectory.