Episode 3 of "Dexter: Resurrection" kicks off with Dexter toiling away at his RideShare gig in the bustling streets of New York City. Though he believes he's acing the job, his modest rating of 4.2 places him perilously close to having his account deactivated. Sensing the imminent threat, Blessing wisely advises him to call it a night, freeing Dexter to indulge his darker inclinations—not his own Dark Passenger, mind you, but another serial killer is still at large, necessitating the good doctor to sharpen his instincts.
At dinner with Blessing and the family, Constance casually drops a bombshell, revealing she's conducted a background check on Dexter using SafeHaven, a service that sets back $75 per search. The revelation catches Dexter off guard, realizing he's under scrutiny. He jestingly alludes to his past in Miami, tinged with death, as the catalyst for his relocation.
The background check proves unexpectedly fruitful for Dexter in his quest to track down Ronald Schmidt. Equipped with Ronald's address, Dexter breaks into his apartment, where clues quickly lead him to a concealed ceiling panel. Inside lies the murder weapon and a macabre scrapbook documenting Ronald's victims. Intriguingly, this is the very same apartment Charley had previously infiltrated earlier in the season.
Dexter senses an opportune moment, recognizing the apartment as the ideal denouement for his next kill. With a taunting "See you soon, Red," he sets off on his hunt, the thrill of the chase electrifying the air.
Amidst the turmoil, Angel receives crucial information from Teddy: Dexter is currently in the bustling streets of New York City. Yet, our protagonist remains oblivious to these developments, engrossed in his RideShare duties, where Blessing surprises him with a meticulously curated care package. It’s a veritable treasure trove, ranging from refreshing mints to condoms, thoughtfully intended to boost his tips.
Elsewhere, Harrison finds himself under the scrutinizing gaze of Detective Wallace. She unfolds her evidence, presenting footage of Shauna at the bar, to which Harrison plays the dutiful accomplice, nonchalantly identifying her as Ryan’s wife, aligning seamlessly with Ryan’s dying fabrications.
Wallace persists, now flashing the elevator surveillance, probing Harrison’s eerie indifference to Shauna’s drugging. The interview teeters on the brink of chaos, particularly when Harrison strays from his rehearsed narrative, weaving a tale of a bar escapade and an overnight guest, an alibi as fragile as it is convenient.
Detective Wallace remains skeptical, her distrust deepening as she follows Harrison’s cues to the service elevator, a camera-free zone. This leads her to the kitchen, where she endeavors to unravel the mystery, her eyes catching the ceiling panel—once marred by Dexter’s hastily erased bloodstains.
The telltale black bags further incriminate the scene, but nature momentarily interjects, a smear of bird droppings obscuring a crucial camera angle, providing a fleeting veil of misdirection. Nonetheless, Harrison’s shifty demeanor persists, his one-night stand serving as both alibi and looming complication.
The tension escalates during Wallace’s subsequent grilling. She unleashes hotel surveillance footage, revealing a harrowing truth: no record of Harrison exiting the building; his last sighting is stepping out of the elevator. The evidence stacks against him, and Harrison’s bewilderment only exacerbates the suspicion clouding his future.
Wallace exhibits remarkable intelligence as he meticulously recounts the fateful night when Harrison terminated Ryan's life, nearly nailing the narrative with impeccable precision. They, seeking to twist the tale, aspire to portray the incident as a righteous homicide rather than a chilling premeditated murder. However, Harrison, unburdening his conscience, reveals that he hadn't ventured beyond the hotel's confines; homelessness confines him to slumbering in unoccupied rooms. His alibi rests upon the shoulders of his coworker and friend, Elsa, who, despite her misgivings towards him, steps in to shield him, her job hanging in the balance.
That evening, Dexter boldly volunteers as bait for his Dark Passenger, a maneuver that proves fruitful as he successfully incapacitates Ronald on the open road. He subsequently conveys Ronald to the Kill Room, which conveniently doubles as his apartment.
Ronald, convinced of his actions' justifiability, cites his father's suicide stemming from the encroachment of RideShare drivers onto the taxi industry as his rationale. Dexter, having heard quite enough, ultimately eliminates Ronald, immersing himself in the sweet, intoxicating euphoria that accompanies each kill. Upon inspecting Ronald's belongings, Dexter discovers an invitation to an elite dinner gathering for serial killers—the very same bash that Charley was earlier seen preparing for. Alongside the invite lies a substantial stash of cash.
A dinner party exclusive to fellow serial killers? Such an invitation is one Dexter cannot resist. For now, though, he attends to burning Ronald's body and discreetly disposing of the incriminating evidence. A tense moment arises when Dexter realizes he needs a thumbprint for forensic purposes, but he swiftly procures what he requires. The hunt is now unequivocally underway!
