And oh shit, I’m officially in love with this season of Dexter. Finally an episode where the Trinity Killer, known to the rest of the world as Arthur Mitchell, gets to take center stage. I mean, I know why they’ve been using him sparsely. It keeps him fresh, without over-exposing him. But god damn, this episode proved that he can be just as creepy while sharing a good portion of the limelight with Mr. Morgan.

This episode answered a lot of questions that they dropped on us last week – namely, how the hell did Trinity rove the country killing his ill-fated trios while maintaining a family? Only under the guise of a Jesus-approved community outreach program that builds houses for the unfortunate. I dug it. Four Walls, One Heart? Awesome.

I’m not sure if it’s my heathen-self looking too much into it, or if it is intentional, but I love the idea of a serial killer gallivanting under the guise of a true bro with Christ.

And then, oh shiznit!, Dexter meets up with Arthur and they’re all buddy buddy. It reminds me of the time that Macho Man and Hulk Hogan teamed up to become a tag-team. The motherfucking Mega Powers! It’s some serious serial killer prowess between the two of them. While not as bad ass as the Macho Man and Hogan laying some serious smack down and secretly three-waying with Miss Elizabeth, you can only imagine the reign of terror they could unleash if they teamed up.

I can foresee the Dexter fan base being pretty torn on Mitchell and his convenient foil for Dex. I mean, here we have a dude who just so happens to be a serial killer, husband, and tortured adolescent? And Dexter just happens to run into him? I couldn’t blame people if they groaned a bit about the happenstance, but I don’t mind it. I turned off my disbelief a long time ago when it came to this show.

Putting my sense of disbelief on hold, I love the contrast between Dexter and Arthur. Dexter seems to ride some sort of moral superiority because he only slays serious baddies. However, here’s the Trinity Killer, and unlike Dexter, he’s a happily married dude who holds some sort of emotional rapport with this family that Dexter can only dream about.

The only catch is that he, you know, kills innocent people. And with that in mind, I love how they’ve managed to keep the Trinity Killer creepy, despite the fact that he could drop some true knowledge on family life to Dexter. When he went into the bathtub with his wife, everything was telling me, dude, obviously he isn’t going to kill her. And yet, I found it to be tense as fuck. And not only that, but the fact that he gazed at her in the same manner as he did his victim? Double fucking freaky.

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