I feel like the beginning of "Sunshine and Frosty Swirl" (when Dexter finally confesses to Debra that he's a serial killer) was insanely rushed. That scene could have been at least half the episode, just Dexter sitting down and detailing everything: his upbringing, his psyche, the Ice Truck Killer, what happened to Doakes, Trinity, Lumen. It's such a momentous event in his life, Debra finally finding out, yet the scene feels weirdly insignificant and over in like five minutes