Last week, a man came shooting into the video store like the Devil was on his heels. He returned the third disc of Dexter by slamming it onto the counter, then rushed to the New Release section, shouted, "Oh, thank GOD," and visibly relaxed. Then he came up to the register with the fourth and final disc (which contains only the season finale and some special features) and a goofy grin on his face. He was so caught up in the story that he had to see what happens next RIGHT! NOW!
Tonight I watched all of disc 3 and there's only the finale left now and I AM SPAZZING OUT! I must see it RIGHT! NOW!
Of course, the video store is closed now, and even bumping disc 4 to the top of my Netflix queue won't make it appear on my coffee table any faster.