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Previously, on
"Dexter: New Blood"...

I can't believe
Molly Park is in Iron Lake.

She's a podcaster?

It's only, like,
the most popular

true crime podcast
out there.

You're into true crime?

I'll text you my top five.

Yeah, man, look at this shit.

Who's Ethan?

That ball sack over there.

I've always fantasized

about hurting Zach like that.

Leave Ethan alone.

But you actually did it.

Reservation
Land Management

has footage of Matt Caldwell
shooting that deer.

Somebody committed an attack,
then tried to cover it up.

We're looking at foul play.

Search dogs?

You have to move Matt's body.

Those dogs are gonna
walk a straight line

from the crime scene
to your firepit.

- Did you hear my news?
- No. What's the news?

He's alive.

Matty's alive.

That's unbelievable.

What's your theory?

He couldn't face that
his son was dead,

so he had some
sort of delusion.

I don't think so.
He's lying.

- Why?
- He doesn't trust the cops.

Wants to take matters
into his own hands.

That's what you would do.

Kurt's nothing like me.

Do you remember how
enraged he was

when he saw the video
of the other person

out there in the woods?

Yeah, he thought
it was a Seneca.

He thinks that Johnny Bullhorn
murdered Matt

for shooting the deer,

and Angela is protecting him.

So he gets Angela
to close down the case,

waits for things to cool off...

and bam, he kills Johnny.

Kurt goes to jail.

All because of... you.

- It could be worse.
- Worse?

Once the small-town cops
are out of the way,

Kurt does due diligence
onto Johnny,

and he realizes
he couldn't have done it.

So he keeps digging

all the way...

...to his son's real killer.

Hey there.

Did you hear the news?

About Matt?

Can you believe it?

I was right in the first place.
He just skipped town.

Yeah.

Well, who'd you hear it from?

Uh... Kurt.

You talked to Kurt?

Yeah, it was late,
so I had to get groceries

for Harrison at that 24-hour
market in Moose Creek.

And on my way home, I saw Kurt
coming out of The Tavern.

He looked like he'd had
one too many,

so I gave him a ride home.
He was celebrating.

Hey, Chief!

You were right all along.

Um, I got to go.

I'll talk to you later.
I love you.

Okay. Love you, too.

Morning, buddy.

- You want some breakfast?
- I got it.

Made the team.

Coach Logan says
I have to gain five pounds

before the first match.

That's great.
You're making friends.

Eh. Most of the guys
on the team are fuck-nuggets.

What?

Your Aunt Deb used to
say that.

Fuck-nuggets.

Oh, yeah.

I wasn't sure what you
remembered. Like, if anything.

I don't, much.
Except for the swears.

But, yeah, she was fun.

Yes. She was.

You want some of this?

I'd rather put out
a campfire with my face.

That was always one of
my favorites.

You miss her?

Oh, she's in my thoughts
all the time.

Got to go.

- Later, Dad.
- See you.

Hey.

Ah. Matt always did
keep us on our toes.

Yeah, he really outdid
himself this time, huh?

- Hey, Mr. Caldwell.
- Hey.

Oh. What a relief.

- Mm.
- You can say that again.

You know, I knew Matty
would be all right,

he always is,
but I got to tell you,

he had me worried this time.

Yeah. Me, too. Me, too.

Oh, hey. Okay.

And what time was this?

Around ten.

And you said it was FaceTime,

so did you see where he was?

Looked like a hotel room.

He said he was in New York City.

Did he look injured at all?

Injured?

We found his blood in the woods.

Right. Right. Um...

I didn't see any injury. No.

Did he tell you what happened,

or who the other person was
out there? Anything?

You know, I-I didn't
think to ask.

I mean, I was just very relieved

that my son was alive,
you know?

What he put you through,

what... the whole... what
he put the whole town through,

it's definitely not okay.

No, it's not.
He owes me a call.

Sure.

I've tried his cell
a number of times.

It just goes
straight to voice mail.

So if-if you could help me
get ahold of him...

Look, Chief, if this is about
him killing that white deer

on tribal land,
I will pay the fine.

You know I'm always good for it.

I'm always cleaning up
his messes.

It's not my jurisdiction.

I just need help closing
the missing person's case

and clearing up who assaulted
whom in the woods.

Okay, look, I didn't want
to have to get into this,

but, uh, when I saw him
on FaceTime,

he looked like he was
high on something,

like he hadn't slept in days.

And he does this sometimes.
He goes on benders.

And I won't hear from him
for weeks, or even months.

Well, you heard from him
last night.

Yeah, 'cause he wanted money,
which I wouldn't give him.

I'll try, but-but I'm not
gonna promise anything.

He didn't answer the ten
phone calls I made before that,

or the two after.

Man, he acts like a teenager,

but he's a,
he's a 30-year-old man,

and at some point you got
to let 'em go, right?

No, no.

She's just
out of this meeting now.

Right. We can talk
about it. Yeah, yeah.

But we should probably
schedule it

- at another...
- Hi.

Oh, oh, look, I-I'm sorry,
I told her it was

inappropriate for her
to visit me here, so...

Visit you?

Well, you know, we-we...
we've met once before.

We-we had a couple of drinks,
and we slept together,

and he was amazing.
Wow, that's some, like, real

- Carrie from Homeland shit.
- Uh...

Does it have anything
to do with the case?

I know you're a reporter.

I'm not a reporter.

I'm a podcaster.
Print is dead.

I have a real aversion to liars.

Oh, no, I wasn't lying.

I said I was here to help with
the search, and I was.

And you're doing a story
about it.

A rich, white,
entitled cisgender guy

illegally shoots
a rare white buck

on reservation land,
and then up and disappears?

Of course I am. Was that his dad
you were talking to?

- Well, the story's over, so...
- Have you talked to Matt?

It's weird, right?

I mean, the guy evades
law enforcement

and a town full of
concerned citizens.

Finally pops his head up,

and he can't even bother
to answer his cell phone?

- I've been trying him also.
- Okay. You need to leave now.

Do you think that he
attacked someone in the woods?

Or do you think his dad
is covering for him,

for some odd, strange...

If you don't leave,
I'm going to arrest you

for interfering
with an investigation.

Right. We don't want that.

Call me when you're off. Mm.

Mm-hmm.

Okay. I-I...
I just thought that...

Run Matt's credit cards.

I did that a few days ago.
There's no hits.

But you don't buy
what Molly said about...

I don't give a shit
what Molly said.

But I do care
about what Kurt said.

Matt is staying at a hotel
in New York.

Run his cards.

Poor bastard.

I get that he's upset,

but why did he lie
about his son being alive?

Hi-hi, and welcome
to Merry Fucking Kill.

I'm Molly Park, and do I have
a doozy of an episode for you.

Today, I'm doing
the creepy-as-fuck

and truly terrifying
Trinity Killer.

Spoiler alert,
he didn't kill in threes.

He killed in fucking fours.

Let's talk about kill cycle
number one: Lady in the Water.

Trinity would find a young
woman, break into her house,

and then slaughter her
with a straight razor.

He left them soaking
in a pool of their own plasma.

The police are finally hip
to his M.O., but, of course,

they don't get it together
fast enough to stop him

from one final cut.

For this one, he goes rogue.

Still a woman,
but this chick is a mother.

A gorgeous,
girl-next-door beauty

with a picture-perfect family.

And this is the real
fucked-up part.

She has a young baby,

who is in the fucking room
when she dies,

crawling in a pool
of his mother's blood.

How fucked-up is that kid now?
Am I right?

He's usually very friendly.

Maybe he can smell my goats.

I think he's just aggressive
because he hates his name.

I don't know.
I'm new at this.

Maybe I got to go empty the dog.
Okay. I'll be back.

Come on, Garfield.

Jim, did you get the alert?

Yeah, what's going on?

I'm getting to the scene now.

All I know is,
there are multiple injuries,

and Harrison is involved.

Stay back, please.

- Jim. Jim!
- Where's my son?

They're working on him
inside. This way.

Harrison, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay, Dad.

Fortunately the stab
wound isn't very deep.

Who stabbed you?

It's-it's... it's not,
it's not that bad.

Harrison, when Tess
found you and Ethan,

she said that you told her
something about

a planned school shooting.

Uh, yeah, that's-that's how
this all started.

Uh, Ethan asked me
to meet him backstage.

And-and then, um,
when we were alone, he,

he told me he wanted to get
revenge on all these kids

that have been bullying him.

He was just gonna
bring guns to school

- and open fire.
- Why did he tell you that?

He, um...

Because he wanted me
to do it with him.

And what happened next?

I told him,
I mean, I-I get it.

I mean, feeling angry
and-and feeling bullied.

But I said, "There's
got to be some other way

we can handle it." I tried
to get him to come with me

to talk to a teacher,
or get him some help, you know?

But, um, that's when he pulled
a knife out of his backpack.

He just came right at me
and stabbed me.

Logan,
check the backpack.

On it.

And then what happened?

Well, it, it all
happened so fast.

I mean, I-I just,
I was really scared,

and I just, like, tackled him

and the knife came out
of his hands, and-and

I-I got to it first,
then I-I was,

I was waving it in front of me,
telling him to stop,

but he just kept charging at me,
like he was crazy, you know?

And...
And that's, um,

that's when I got his leg.

I-I think I... I think I cut him
really bad.

He was... he was bleeding so
much, I could... I could see it

soaking through his jeans,
and, um...

then he passed out.

Is-is he... is he gonna die?

I... I-I didn't mean to hurt him
like that, I swear.

I-I didn't mean
to hurt him like that, Dad.

Angela?

I think you need
to take a look at this.

Oh, Jesus.

It's a kill list.

Um...

Did Ethan talk to anyone else
about this?

Is there anyone else who could
have been in on it with him?

No.

I'm his only friend.

Okay.

Logan, you and I are going
to Ethan's house immediately.

We need to check on his parents.

There may be weapons
or explosives there.

Come in.

- Did you take your antibiotic?
- Yeah.

How's it feeling?

I'm pretty freaked out.

Oh.

I just keep...
I keep replaying it.

Ethan coming at me
with that knife.

You ever have a situation scare
the shit out of you like that?

Yeah.

What do you do to deal?

I wrap bad guys

in plastic and kill them.

I, um, guess I...

I'm not sure.

Right. No, for sure.

I mean, you can still talk about
it more with me if you want.

No, I'm okay.

Really. I'm fine.

- Okay.
- I'm fine.

- Good night.
- Yeah. Good night.

Aw.

Who's the world's greatest dad?

That's funny.
That's good, Deb.

Man, to think,
from the moment he was born,

you were worried that he would
inherit your fucked-up genes.

But...

he's emotional,
he's empathetic, personable,

popular, heroic even.

And you're so different.

It's gonna be impossible

for you to have a relationship
with your own son.

I can stay home
with you today, if you want.

I know school's shut down.

No, it's cool. Ow.

I can just...
I can hang here by myself.

What are you looking at?

When Ethan came at you,
you were...

facing him, right?

He suddenly charged at you?

- What are you...?
- That's what you told Angela.

Yeah.

Did he knock you down first?

- I-I don't remember.
- Do you remember

if he was holding the knife
in his left or right hand?

No, I-I don't remember which
fucking hand. I was attacked.

It's not every day that type

- of shit happens to me.
- I know. I...

Well, then
why are you interrogating me?

Sorry.

It's just my old forensic brain.

I know
you've been through a lot.

Just stabbed
by my friend, is all.

Where are you going?

Outside to breathe some fresh,
cold air.

Is that all right, or do you
have questions about that, too?

What are you doing?

The stab wound doesn't match
the story he told Angela.

Something's off.

You're off.

He's normal.

Details get mixed up.

Normal people, you know,
fuckers who aren't mental cases,

they get rattled
when crazy shit happens.

I hope you're right.

Do you?

Nah, he wasn't there
when we arrived on scene.

Yeah, I don't know
what happened there, but, uh...

Nah, I don't know.

Yeah, you know, they said
that we need to go back, so...

Excuse me?

Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Williams.
Um...

I-I just came
to see how Ethan was doing.

He's still very sedated.

He lost so much blood,
he could have died

if the paramedics hadn't gotten
there as quickly as they did.

I'm sorry.

I... I-I didn't mean to, um...

E-Ethan's, like,
my only friend here.

He liked you, too.

How-how are you doing?

Oh, I'm... I'm okay.

Um... maybe, uh,
maybe when Ethan's better

- and comes home...
- He isn't coming home.

Well, I thought
that the-the surgery...

What do you think
is going on here?

Iron Lake isn't
our home anymore.

We've been getting
death threats.

No one's ever gonna buy anything
from my store again.

We have to sell our house
and leave.

And Ethan's probably going
to juvie.

- Why didn't you come to us?
- Beth, it's not his fault.

If you had just told me,
I could have helped.

God, it didn't need
to happen this way.

You should have come to us!

Listen,

she's obviously very upset.

We both are.

You should know
we appreciate what you did.

It could've been a lot worse.

But we don't ever want
to see you again.

You understand?

Hey, Jim.

How's Harrison?

Uh, he's okay,
all things considered.

I heard the stab wound
wasn't too deep.

Yeah, you know
about as much as I do, then.

Going
to the police station to see

if your son is lying
about a stabbing he was in.

What page of
the parenting handbook is that?

Are you sure
you want to look at that?

I'm curious.

Jim, I'm a cop,

and I'm messed up knowing
that Audrey was meant

to be a victim of Ethan's.

But your son actually
was attacked.

I was meant to be a victim?

Audz, I told you,
you cannot be in here.

- Don't change the subject.
- Audrey.

I deserve to know if I was.

- Holy shit.
- Audz, out. Out.

- Now!
- What about Jim?

- Why is he in here?
- He should go, too.

I actually have some information
that might be helpful.

You do?

Yeah, the weapons you found
stashed in Ethan's room,

they're from Fred's.

I sold them to Ethan's father
a couple of months ago.

Along with that knife.

What is your problem?

The angle of the penetration
of his wound,

the blood spatter.

Nothing matches his story.

His story?

He was stabbed,
non-fictitiously.

It doesn't add up.

Everything he said about Ethan
turned out to be true.

The kill list, the weapons.
It all adds up.

Prove it.

What?

You're Ethan. I'm Harrison.
Show me what happened.

- Do it.
- You are fucking crazy.

- Harrison's lying.
- You can't handle the fact

that Harrison is a hero.

That was always your wet dream.

Yay!

And you can't stand the fact
that he's living it,

because you are a jealous,

fucking pussy.

Blood doesn't lie.

The spatter doesn't match.

How do we recreate
these patterns?

I don't know.

This time we see if Harrison
attacked Ethan first.

What are you trying to do here?

- Make sense of this.
- No, you're not.

You're trying to make him
into a monster, like you.

'Cause that's the only way you
can feel like a real dad, right?

Is if he looks up to you
and wants to be like you

so you could have some sick-ass
serial killer family.

He's a good kid.
He's nothing like you.

I am so sick of your bullshit.

It matches.

Stop it!

This is all in your head!
You are creating this!

Ethan was the one trying
to get away.

No.

Harrison attacked him
from behind.

Then he stabbed himself
to sell us on this story.

He planned the whole thing.

Tell me
that's not what happened.

Why would Harrison slash
Ethan first?

He didn't hate him.

He wanted to know
what it felt like.

It's almost like
he fit the Code.

Smells good.

He even eats like me.

What?

How you feeling?

Lot less pain, actually.

I know school's back on,
but they'd understand

if you stayed home another day.

I want to get back
into a routine.

I totally get that.

I totally get that.

So did you notice anything
going on with Ethan

before that day?

I didn't know anything until
Ethan got me alone at school.

- Kurt, what's going on?
- Hey, Jim.

Well, I just thought
I'd bring Iron Lake's own hero

a little show of appreciation.

- Oh.
- How's he doing?

He's a little rattled,
as you can imagine,

but I can take it in to him.

Was kind of hoping
to shake his hand,

thank him personally, you know?

- Okay.
- Yeah?

Sure.

Hey!

There he is. Hey, stud.

I, uh,
got you a little something

for keeping our town safe.

Thanks.

- Just, yeah, go ahead, open it.
- Oh.

It's for you.

- Oh.
- Huh?

Holy shit. A...

A drone.

This is really cool.

Thank you, Mr. Caldwell.

Oh, just call me Kurt.

Okay.

Well, I, um,
I should... I should go.

Thanks again, Kurt.

Yeah. No, well, thank you.
Thank you, son.

Ah, boy, must be nice.

Hmm?

Having a hero for a son.

Ah.

Yeah, my Matt,
he's... he's the opposite.

Well, he seems like a fun person
to be around.

Ah, no, he's a fuckup.

Wish I'd done something about it

when he first started
fucking up.

Kept thinking
he'd grow out of it.

But there was a darkness in him,

- and you knew it.
- Yeah, but I just kept

helping him get out of trouble.

But it's not really
Matt's fault, you know?

It's my fault.

I wouldn't say that.

Well... the truth is,

I just raised a terrible kid.

I mean, my Matt's much more
like Ethan than he is Harrison.

- No.
- No, he's worse.

I-I mean, Ethan might have
wanted to kill people,

but Matt actually did.

Hey, he didn't mean
to crash that boat.

He didn't crash it.

He wasn't driving.

No, I know. I meant it
the same way you did.

How do you even know
about that?

My girlfriend's
the chief of police.

And not
to throw anyone under the bus,

but Esther's a bit of a gossip.

Mm-hmm.

So what did Esther
and your girlfriend say

about the boat accident?

That Matt wasn't driving,

and that teenagers do
stupid things.

He wasn't a teenager.

Oh, I didn't know that.

I knew that.

Look, Kurt, you can't
carry around this guilt.

Kids are born the way they are.

I wasn't in Harrison's life
for the last ten years.

Look how he turned out.

Yeah, you're right.

I appreciate that.

But you'll see.

You know, if Harrison
ever does anything wrong,

it is hard not
to feel responsible for it.

Fuck.

The guy's fishing,
and I just nibbled.

- Hey.
- So,

I just wanted
to formally let you know

that we're not bringing
any charges

against Harrison
for stabbing Ethan.

It's been ruled
an act of self-defense,

no matter what Ethan tried
to claim.

What did he say?

He swears
he never stabbed Harrison.

Well, how does he explain...?

He said that Harrison
just suddenly slashed him.

And that's the last thing
he remembers.

You know, I try to have
some compassion for him.

He's clearly a troubled kid.

Yeah.

So, we're moving forward
with our case against Ethan.

And I don't know if you want me

to put you in touch
with a lawyer,

if you want to look
into a civil case, or...

No, he and his family
are going through enough.

Wow.
If I were in your position,

I don't know if I could be
so compassionate.

You're a good person, Jim.

Take it.

I'll call you later?

Okay. I love you.

Love you, too.

Chief Bishop.

Ethan's telling the truth.

This wound wasn't made
by a hunting knife.

Harrison brought his own weapon
to school that day.

Hey.
I heard your son was amazing.

Gonna call you back.

Just wait a minute.

I come with a peace offering.

I'm not drinking, Molly.

Well, there's no point
in sticking around.

I've alienated the one person

that I needed
to tell this story.

Can I get that in writing?

Consider this...
my goodbye present.

Faith Darwas.
Three days ago,

outside
of a Dollar Store in Tulsa.

I googled a few of your, uh,
names on this Carrie board here.

Which, by the way, is not a jab.

I mean,
that it's crazy thorough,

which is how
people describe my work.

How did you get this?

I posted their pics on my
Merry Fucking Kill Insta-feed.

You'd be surprised
what 800,000 amateur sleuths

can dig up
in a matter of hours.

I also got
her last three addresses

and a cell phone number.

- You talked to her?
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.

She goes by Lauren now.

She left because her mom was
a pill-popper

with a rotating door
of shitty boyfriends.

She's doing a lot better now.

So she was just another runaway.

Just like everybody said.

She is alive.
That's a good thing.

Well, yeah, of course.
It's just...

Um...

Maybe I am fucking crazy.

Look, I pretty much
traffic in crazy,

and you are
most definitely not.

I posted these ones, as well.

Nothing. Not one sighting.

Not even a psychic claiming to
feel their aura in New Mexico,

and I usually get
at least three of those.

So whoever these women are,

they are most definitely
missing.

And no one is looking
for them, except for you.

Let me in on your theory.

'Cause I know you got one.

When I was in high school,
my best friend disappeared.

Iris.

Everyone said she ran away.

No one looked for her.

It stuck with you.

So, when I became a cop,
I promised myself

that I'd be different.

I got a reputation as being
the cop who would listen.

I started collecting
these women's stories.

Poor, from troubled homes.

Some of them Native.

Everyone assumes
they just moved on.

But I know in my gut something
terrible is happening to them.

I know
you don't want to hear this,

but I think
we should form an alliance.

I mean,
what if I followed the story

while you investigate,
from a close proximity?

I mean, you said it yourself.
You need resources.

And I've got an army
of armchair detectives.

I-I thought you wanted
to do the Matt Caldwell story.

Well, you know, every great
podcast starts about one thing

and then ends up somewhere
completely unexpected.

If you want to help me
shed light on these women,

I'll take it.

Great.

Okay.

I know
this is gonna take a while,

but I need you to run me
through everything you have.

Okay. Now I'm ready.

Uh, yeah, come in.

Mr. Caldwell,
sorry to bother you,

but a few customers
have mentioned

- the girl camped out in our...
- Uh, I'll take care of it.

- Really? I don't mind.
- I got it.

Thanks, Susan.

Hi, Kurt. Just checking

to see
if you've heard from Matt.

I have a couple of questions
that I need to ask, so...

Okay.

Hey, uh, Chloe, right?

Yeah. Look, I-I know I said
I was gonna use that money

you gave me
to get bus fare to my mom's,

but I, I was really hungry

and-and I needed
to buy a new coat,

'cause it's cold
as hell out there,

- and I just...
- It's okay. It's okay.

If you spot me another 80,

I will get that bus fare.

I swear, just-just give me
your address, and I'll...

and I'll send it back to you
as soon as I get to my mom's.

I can't keep
giving you money, sweetheart.

You know what I can give you?

A job.

Waitress at the diner.

Make your own money.
What do you say?

The thing is, I'm...
I'm not staying.

I just need bus fare.

Can you just

help me with that?

Coach Logan, or should I say
Sergeant Logan,

who is here with us today
in his official capacity

to talk to you because you were
on Ethan's list. Listen up.

Hey, everyone.

What's up, Coach?

Okay, okay, settle down.

Um... first of all,

I want to say how proud I am of
how you all handled yourselves

during a situation
I obviously wish

you'd never had to experience.

You acted with... maturity

and courage.

Uh, but please be understanding
of yourselves,

or-or any of your friends

who are going through
a tough time in the aftermath.

Counseling is being offered
to each of you.

It's a scary thing

to be targeted like that.

It's good to talk about it,
how you feel.

Uh, I'd like
to open this up to anyone

who'd like
to share their concerns or...

or ask me any questions.

Zach.

Uh, yeah, I just want
to give a shout-out to Harrison

for saving all our asses.

Um, yeah, I-I think
I speak for all of us

when I say how grateful we are

that you're a part
of our community.

- Speech!
- Speech!

Speech! Speech! Speech!

Speech! Speech! Speech!
Speech! Speech!

All right, but if he
doesn't want to talk, it's okay.

I mean, I don't really
know what to say.

Um, I'm glad no one got hurt.

Except Ethan.

You-you know, personally,

I don't really hold anything
against Ethan.

I mean, yeah, he, uh, he planned
to do something terrible.

And he ended up stabbing me,

but, uh,

you guys picked on him
for years.

You-you beat him up,
made fun of him.

You kind of made his life hell,
you know?

And I guess it's like, yeah,

yeah, we're all victims,
or whatever.

And I know everyone's saying
that Ethan was a-a-a psycho

or a-a monster or something,

but he was definitely
also a victim.

So...

I don't know.

I guess
we all have two sides to us.

Maybe we're a little bit hero
and a little bit,

I-I don't know, monster.

It's all about
which side wins out in the end.

Trinity used a straight razor

to kill his mother.

He was born in blood,
just like you.

He has my Dark Passenger.