All language subtitles for Desperate.Housewives.S08E20.Lost.My.Power.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H265-SiGMA_track3_[eng]

PREVIOUSLY ON...

LYNETTE FOUGHT TO SAVE
HER MARRIAGE.

I COULD SEE IT IN HIS EYES.
TOM STILL LOVES ME.

CARLOS DECIDED
TO CHANGE CAREERS.

MAYBE COUNSELING.

IN ONE WEEK,
A COUNSELOR DOES MORE GOOD

THAN I'VE DONE
IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

GOOD NEWS...

WE'RE GETTING MARRIED.
OH!

CAME WITH BAD NEWS.

IN THE MIDDLE
OF HIS PROPOSAL,

THE COPS COME BY TO ASK
ABOUT SOME DEAD BODY

THEY FOUND
AT THE CONSTRUCTION SITE.

SO TELL ME MORE.

I TOLD 'EM THAT I DIDN'T KNOW
ANYTHING ABOUT IT,

AND THE POLICE DON'T SEEM LIKE
THEY'RE GONNA POSE A PROBLEM.

BUT IT BECAME A PROBLEM
FOR BREE...

WE'RE JUST MAKING SMALL TALK
WAITING FOR HER LAWYER.

SMALL TALK'S OVER.
SO SHE GOT THE PERFECT LAWYER.

LET'S GO.
YOU DON'T NEED HIS PERMISSION.

YOU WANNA TALK TO HER,
YOU TALK TO ME FIRST.

(Mary Alice)
WHEN IT CAME TO HER DIVORCE,

LYNETTE SCAVO WAS DETERMINED
TO MAKE THINGS GO SMOOTHLY.

SO WHEN TOM WAS LATE
TO PICK UP THE KIDS,

SHE WAITED PATIENTLY.

WHEN HE GOT SOMETHING
IN THE MAIL, SHE HELD ON TO IT.

AND WHEN HE LEFT BEHIND
SOMETHING IMPORTANT,

SHE BROUGHT IT TO HIM.

YES, AFTER YEARS OF FIGHTING
HAD LED HER NOWHERE,

LYNETTE DECIDED
TO TAKE THE HIGH ROAD.

LYNETTE?
OH! HEY, GREGG.

HEY. COMING BY TO SEE
THE NEW OFFICES?
(chuckles)

I BET I COULD GET THE C.E.O.
TO GIVE YOU A PRIVATE TOUR.

WAIT A SECOND. I AM THE C.E.O.
I KNOW I COULD.

(laughs) NO, THANKS.

I'M JUST DROPPING SOMETHING OFF
THAT TOM FORGOT AT HOME.

OH, WOW.

MY EX WOULDN'T BRING ANYTHING
BY FOR ME UNLESS IT WAS TICKING.

OH.

SO... HOW'S EVERYTHING GOING
WITH YOUR SEPARATION?

I'M GUESSING YOU KNOW
THE ANSWER TO THAT,

HAVING BEEN THERE.
YEAH, IT'S BEEN TWO YEARS SINCE
MY DIVORCE, AND IT STILL SUCKS.

AH.

YOU KNOW, IT MIGHT NOT BE
MY PLACE TO SAY IT,

BUT I THINK TOM'S NUTS
FOR LETTING YOU GO.

THAT'S VERY SWEET.

SO ARE YOU SEEING ANYONE?

THAT'S... A LITTLE NOSEY.

SORRY. I-I'M JUST SAYING,
IF YOU EVER WANTED

TO HAVE A DRINK AND VENT
WITH SOMEBODY WHO GETS IT,

I WOULD GLADLY BE THAT PERSON.
OKAY.

SWEET AGAIN, BUT I THINK
THAT MIGHT BE A LITTLE WEIRD

WITH YOU BEING TOM'S BOSS.

YEAH, I GET THAT.

I JUST WOULDN'T FORGIVE MYSELF
IF I DIDN'T ASK.

BUT NEVER WORRY IF YOU'RE
GONNA BE OKAY, LYNETTE.

YOU WILL. YOU ARE
THE EXACT KIND OF WOMAN

THAT MOST MEN OUT THERE
ARE LOOKING FOR.

(clicks teeth)

WELL, THANKS. I-I ALWAYS
LIKED THIS PICTURE OF US.

YOU'RE WELCOME.
(chuckles)

OH, HEY, I'M OFF ON FRIDAY,

SO WE CAN LEAVE EARLY
FOR THE CABIN.

UH, BAD NEWS. UH, I CHECKED
THE WEATHER UP THERE.

IT LOOKS LIKE RAIN
FOR THIS WEEKEND.

SO? I WASN'T SEEING US SPENDING
A LOT OF TIME OUTDOORS.

(laughs)

I THINK WE HAVE A LITTLE...

"HORIZONTAL" TO CATCH UP ON.

IT'S KIND OF BEEN A WHILE,
HASN'T IT?

WELL, I GUESS, WITH, UH,
WORK AND EVERYTHING.

A CABIN, THE RAIN...

A BED.

IT'S GONNA BE
A GOOD WEEKEND.

YES, LYNETTE HAD TRIED HARD

TO TAKE THE HIGH ROAD
IN HER DIVORCE...

HEY, GREGG.

THAT DRINK--
I'D ACTUALLY ENJOY THAT.

BUT SOMETIMES, THE LOW ROAD
WAS EASIER TO FIND.

CARLOS SOLIS WAS USED TO
SITTING IN A POSITION OF POWER,

WHETHER IT WAS BEHIND THE WHEEL
OF A POWERFUL CAR...
(starts engine)

AT THE HEAD OF A POWER LUNCH...

OR AT THE HELM
OF A POWERFUL COMPANY.

BUT NOW THAT CARLOS SOLIS
HAD STARTED A NEW CAREER,

HE SUDDENLY FOUND HIMSELF
IN A MUCH HUMBLER PLACE.

SO... WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF MY NEW OFFICE?

OKAY, I'LL ADMIT IT'S A LITTLE
BIT ON THE BARE BONES SIDE--

ARE YOU KIDDING?

ALL YOU NEED
IS SOME YELLOW TAPE

AND A NOOSE HANGING
FROM THE CEILING,

AND YOU'LL BE READY
TO ENTERTAIN.

I LIKE IT, DADDY.

THANK YOU, BABY.

AW, THAT'S SO SWEET.

YOU'RE LYING TO SPARE
YOUR DADDY'S FEELINGS.

SERIOUSLY, HONEY, THERE'S A GUY
DOWN AT THE DEPARTMENT STORE

WHO DRESSES ALL THE WINDOWS.
MAYBE HE COULD SPRUCE IT UP.

"SPRUCE IT UP"?

GABY, WE CAN BARELY
KEEP THE LIGHTS ON HERE.

OUR BUDGET IS TINY,
AND EVERY CENT GOES TOWARDS

HELPING ADDICTS,
FINDING THEM JOBS, HOUSING...

OKAY, OKAY.
SAVE IT FOR THE PAMPHLET.

ALL I'M SAYING IS,
IF I WAS AN ADDICT,

ROOMS LIKE THIS ARE WHY
I SHOOT UP IN THE FIRST PLACE.

OKAY, BEHAVE.
LISTEN TO YOUR DADDY.

(kisses) I'LL SEE YOU TONIGHT.

WHOA, WHOA, WHOA! I CAN'T
TAKE THE GIRLS TO SCHOOL.

YOU ALWAYS TAKE THEM.

I HAVE TO GO TO WORK EARLY
TODAY.

WELL, I'M AT WORK RIGHT NOW.

CARLOS, HOW MUCH DO YOU MAKE
IN AN HOUR?

$12.

I JUST MADE $12 LISTENING TO YOU
TELL ME YOU MAKE $12.

GABY, COME ON. THIS JOB
IS VERY IMPORTANT TO ME.

I'M DOING VERY MEANINGFUL WORK.
YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF THAT.

WELL, WHEN WE CAN PAY
OUR MORTGAGE IN "MEANINGFUL,"

I WILL BE.

MWAH.

HEY, BUDDY.
HOW WAS SCHOOL?

OKAY. I'M STARVING.
CAN I HAVE SOME COOKIES?

SURE.

DIDN'T YOU LIKE
THE TURKEY SANDWICH I MADE YOU?

NOT REALLY.

I TRIED TO TRADE IT
TO JOHN GURRY

FOR A BOOK ABOUT WORMS,

BUT HE BACKED OUT 'CAUSE
YOU USED TOO MUCH MAYO.

SORRY. DIDN'T REALIZE
THE WORM KID WAS SUCH A GOURMET.

WHAT'S THIS?

NOTHING.

WAIT. YOUR SCHOOL'S HAVING
A SOAPBOX DERBY.

YEAH.

WELL, THAT SOUNDS LIKE
SO MUCH FUN.

IT'S FOR DADS AND SONS.

YES... BUT IT DOESN'T SAY
MOMS CAN'T DO IT, TOO.

THAT'S OKAY.
I DON'T HAVE TO DO IT.

BESIDES, IT'S IN THREE DAYS.

OH. THAT'S REALLY SOON.

I GUESS WE SHOULD
GET STARTED.

OH, COME ON.

I DON'T WANT YOU
TO MISS OUT ON ALL THE FUN.

MOM, YOU CAN'T MAKE A CAR.

WHAT MAKES YOU SAY THAT?

'CAUSE YOU CAN'T EVEN MAKE
A TURKEY SANDWICH.

WELL, THANK GOODNESS I HAVE
THE MOST TALENTED PARTNER.

NOW COME ON.
WE'RE WASTING TIME.

LET'S GET HAMMERING.

(indistinct conversations)

SERIOUSLY?
YOU'RE TELLING ME

YOU'RE
AGAINST THE DEATH PENALTY?

I'VE JUST SEEN
TOO MANY CASES

WHERE THE WRONG PERSON
GETS CONVICTED.

NOT MY CLIENTS, OF COURSE.

WELL, I JUST THINK
OUR SOCIETY'S GOTTEN TOO SOFT.

WE NEED A POWERFUL DETERRENT
TO STOP THESE KILLERS.

YOU DO REALIZE
YOU'RE NOT ON TRIAL

FOR A PARKING TICKET, RIGHT?
(fork clatters)

KIDDING. HEY, I'M JUST--
JUST TRYING TO LIGHTEN THE MOOD.

TOMORROW'S GONNA BE FINE.
IT'S JUST A PRE-TRIAL HEARING.

YES, WHICH BRINGS ME ONE STEP
CLOSER TO THE REAL THING.

SO WHAT EXACTLY... WILL WE
BE DOING AT THIS HEARING?

YOU WILL SIT THERE
AND LOOK CLASSY AND INNOCENT.

I WILL TRY TO GET AS MUCH
OF THEIR CASE TOSSED AS I CAN.

AND YOUR SUCCESS RATE
AT THIS SORT OF THING IS?

IMPRESSIVE.

I ONCE DEFENDED A WOMAN
WHO RAN A BROTHEL.

AT THE PRE-TRIAL,
I GOT THE WHOLE THING REDUCED

TO OPERATING A BUSINESS
WITHOUT A FIRE DOOR.

THAT'S TERRIBLE.

WHAT? WHAT, ME BEING
A GREAT LAWYER?

NO, DEFENDING A PROSTITUTE.
CALL ME OLD-FASHIONED,

BUT I FIND THAT LINE OF WORK
RATHER DISTASTEFUL.

(chuckles) SO--SO IF SHE RAN
A CIGARETTE COMPANY,

OR MANUFACTURED HANDGUNS,
SHE'S A-OK,

BUT--BUT SELLING MEN
A LITTLE RING-A-DING

MAKES HER A PARIAH.

OKAY, FIRST OF ALL,
"RING-A-DING"?
MM-HMM.

SECOND, SEX, ISN'T A COMMODITY.
IT'S... SACRED.

YEAH, I'LL SAY,
AND FOR THIS WOMAN,

SACRED COST 400 BUCKS A POP.

CAN WE PLEASE STOP TALKING
ABOUT IT? IT'S TAWDRY.

(chuckles)
AND THAT LITTLE CRACK
ABOUT MANUFACTURING HANDGUNS?

I HOPE THAT DOESN'T MEAN
YOU'RE ANTI-GUN.

I'VE SUED THE N.R.A.
THREE TIMES.

IT IS MY DREAM TO ONE DAY
TAKE THOSE SONS OF BITCHES DOWN.

WELL, WHEN IT COMES TO MY GUNS,
YOU'RE GONNA HAVE TO PRY THEM

OUT OF MY COLD, DEAD HANDS.

"GUNS"? PLURAL?
MM-HMM.

WHAT, IS THAT SO YOU CAN, UH,
COORDINATE YOUR FIREARMS

WITH YOUR SHOES?

YOU AND I ARE NEVER GONNA
AGREE ON ANYTHING, ARE WE?

(crunches)
THIS SALAD KIND OF SUCKS.

I AGREE.

NOT WITH THE LANGUAGE,
BUT WITH THE OBSERVATION.

I HAVE NEVER MET ANYONE

WHO CAN PULL OFF A CAPE
LIKE YOU, MRS. DUNCAN.

AND THIS IS OUR LAST ONE,

SO I'M NOT LETTING YOU
LEAVE HERE WITHOUT IT.

(chuckles)

UH-OH. ANOTHER STRAY FROM
THE LAND OF ELASTIC WAISTBANDS.

AVERT YOUR EYES.
I'LL GET RID OF HER.

HELLO, DEAR.

YOU MUST HAVE TAKEN
A WRONG TURN.

SENSIBLE SHOES
ARE ONE FLOOR DOWN.

OH, ACTUALLY, I'M LOOKING
FOR A PERSONAL SHOPPER.

I NEED HELP.

OKAY. UM...

YOU'RE WELCOME.

OH.

OH, CHAMPAGNE. OH--

OH, NO, NO. THIS IS JUST
FOR HIGH-END CUSTOMERS.

OH. (chuckles)

AND ME. MY HUSBAND'S
AN ALCOHOLIC.

SO I CAN ONLY DRINK
AT WORK.

I'M LOOKING TO FRESHEN UP
MY WARDROBE.

I HAVEN'T BOUGHT NEW CLOTHES
IN QUITE SOME TIME.

I UNDERSTAND. FIXED INCOME?

NO. MY RICH HUSBAND WAS
A STINGY SON OF A BITCH,

AND NOW HE'S TOES UP.
I AM READY TO SPEND.

WHO WAS YOUR HUSBAND?

WILLIAM HAMMOND.

AS IN THE HAMMOND THEATER?
MM-HMM.

AND THE HAMMOND HOSPITAL?
YEP.

AND THE HAMMOND LIBRARY?

SO YOU'VE HEARD OF HIM.
ARE YOU KIDDING?

I'VE BEEN TO SHOWS
IN THAT THEATER,

I'VE GIVEN BIRTH
IN THAT HOSPITAL,

AND I WENT INTO THAT LIBRARY
ONCE FOR DIRECTIONS.

OH.
WELL, SIT DOWN

WHILE I PULL YOU
SOME CLOTHES.

OH. (chuckles)
THERE YOU GO.

WELL, THANK YOU.

OH, HONEY.
LOOK AT THAT CAPE.

THAT LOOKS INTERESTING.

OH.

GIVE ME THAT.
YOU LOOK LIKE BATMAN.

OH. (chuckles)

THERE YOU GO.

AND FOR THE RECEPTION,
I WAS THINKING OF A JAZZ BAND.

WOULDN'T THAT BE COOL?

EH, I LIKE JAZZ.
UH, BUT IF YOU'RE INTERESTED

IN A LITTLE, UH,
TRADITIONAL AUSTRALIAN MUSIC,

I KNOW THIS GUY WHO PLAYS
A BADASS DIDGERIDOO.

JAZZ IT IS.

OKAY, WE'VE DONE ENOUGH.

LET ME CLEAN THIS UP,
AND THEN WE CAN GO UPSTAIRS

FOR A PREVIEW
OF OUR WEDDING NIGHT.

OH, NOW YOU'RE TALKING.
I'LL GRAB SOME WINE.

I KNOW THIS MIGHT SURPRISE YOU,

BUT I ACTUALLY HAVE A FEW MOVES
SAVED UP

FOR MY FIRST NIGHT
AS MRS. BEN FAULKNER.

UH... IT'S NOT THAT
I DON'T BELIEVE IT.

I JUST... CAN'T IMAGINE...
WHAT'S LEFT.

(bottle clatters)
OH, YEAH, THAT'S JUST SOME,
UH, SOME BUSINESS STUFF

THAT I NEED TO TAKE.
NO, IT'S A SUBPOENA.

YOU'RE ON THE WITNESS LIST
FOR BREE'S TRIAL? WHY?

UH, BEATS ME. I-I TH-THINK
THEY MADE A MISTAKE.

KIND OF A COINCIDENCE,
THOUGH.

WELL...
THE COPS QUESTIONING YOU

ABOUT THAT BODY
THEY FOUND ON SITE

AND THEN BREE GETTING ARRESTED
FOR KILLING THE GUY?

BEN, DON'T LIE TO ME.

I CAN HANDLE ANYTHING
YOU TELL ME,

JUST AS LONG AS
IT'S THE TRUTH.

UM... OKAY.

LISTEN, RENEE,
LET'S JUST DROP THIS, OKAY?

NO. I'M ABOUT TO BECOME
YOUR WIFE.

YOU WANNA KEEP A SECRET

ABOUT TOUCHING ANOTHER BOY'S
DIDGERIDOO AT SUMMER CAMP, FINE.

BUT NOT ABOUT A MURDER.

HOLY CRAP.

I'M RIGHT.

TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON, OR I'M
WALKING OUT OF THIS HOUSE.

YOU'RE GONNA NEED TO LET ME
THINK ABOUT IT.

I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.

MY, UH, MY FIRST HUSBAND
KEPT SECRETS FROM ME,

AND IT ENDED OUR MARRIAGE.

I'M NOT GOING DOWN
THIS ROAD AGAIN.

GABY,
WHY IS THERE AN OLD LADY

SITTING AT
OUR DINING ROOM TABLE?

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
WHO THAT IS?

I THINK MY GENERIC REFERENCE
TO HER AS "OLD LADY"

KINDA SAYS I DON'T.

SHE'S DORIS HAMMOND,
AS IN HAMMOND INVESTMENTS.

RING ANY BELLS?

BILL HAMMOND'S WIDOW?

GUY MADE A KILLING
IN PRIVATE EQUITY.

WHY IS SHE HERE?

SHE'S MY BEST CUSTOMER
DOWN AT CUMBERLY'S,

I THINK MOSTLY 'CAUSE
SHE SEES ME AS HER FRIEND.

(chuckles) OH. SO YOU THOUGHT
YOU'D EXPLOIT THAT--

INVITE A LONELY WIDOW TO DINNER,
PRETEND SHE'S YOUR FRIEND,

JUST TO MAKE MONEY
OFF OF HER.

(oven door clatters)
EXACTLY.

GABY, CAN'T I JUST TAKE
MY PLATE UPSTAIRS?

I'M EXHAUSTED.

YOU'RE EXHAUSTED? I HAD TO WATCH
A 20-MINUTE iPhone VIDEO

OF HER CAT TAKING A NAP
IN A LAUNDRY BASKET

JUST TO SELL HER A COAT.

NOW GET OUT THERE,
LOSE YOUR TOP BUTTON,

AND LOOK PRETTY.

DORIS, I CAN'T GET OVER HOW
LOVELY THAT JACKET LOOKS ON YOU.

ISN'T IT LOVELY, CARLOS?

YEAH, IT'S GREAT.

OH, I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK
WHEN I SAW THE PRICE.

I GUESS I JUST HAVE
TO GET COMFORTABLE

WITH THE IDEA
OF SPENDING MONEY.

THAT'S RIGHT, AND TOMORROW
WHEN THE NEW FALL LINE COMES IN,

WE'RE GONNA GET YOU
REAL COMFORTABLE.

(chuckles)

SO, CARLOS...

WHAT IS IT YOU DO?

I... WORK FOR A NONPROFIT
THAT HELPS RECOVERING ADDICTS.

(imitates loud snoring)

OH, I'M SORRY. WAS CARLOS
TALKING ABOUT HIS CHARITY?

GOOD THING WE WEREN'T OPERATING
HEAVY MACHINERY, HUH, DORIS?

(chuckles)

YOU'LL HAVE TO EXCUSE
MY WIFE.

NOT THE BIGGEST FAN
OF WHAT I DO.

OH, THAT'S SILLY.

PHILANTHROPY IS VERY IMPORTANT.

MY BILL GAVE GENEROUSLY
TO MANY WORTHY CAUSES.

OKAY, IF WE'RE GONNA KEEP
TALKING ABOUT CHARITY,

I'LL MAKE COFFEE.
WE'RE GONNA NEED IT.

BOY, BILL LEFT
QUITE A LEGACY.

HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT
ABOUT CARRYING THAT ON?

OH, I'D LOVE TO, BUT I WOULDN'T
KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN.

MAYBE I COULD HELP.

SO MY EX'S LAWYER SAYS,
"WE BELIEVE IT'S FAIR

FOR MR. LIMON TO PAY
AN ADDITIONAL $1 MILLION."

AND I SAID--AND THIS IS
HOW MY MOUTH

ALWAYS GETS ME IN TROUBLE--
"SO THAT COMES OUT TO WHAT,

ABOUT $1 A POUND"?

(gasps) OH, MAN.
AND THE JUDGE...

NOT AMUSED, WHICH IS WHY
I WOUND UP PAYING

AN ADDITIONAL $2 MILLION.

OHH. TOM AND I ARE GOING TO
TRY TO DO THIS WITHOUT LAWYERS.

HUH.

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, "HUH"?

WE'VE KNOWN EACH OTHER
25 YEARS.

WE HAVE KIDS TOGETHER.
AND THAT'S GREAT.

IT'S ALL GREAT, BUT THERE IS
ANOTHER PERSON INVOLVED.

JANE.

AND TRUST ME, SHE IS GONNA BE
IN HIS EAR THE WHOLE TIME

ABOUT THE SETTLEMENT.

BY THE WAY, I DO NOT
GET THE ATTRACTION THERE.

WELL, LET'S SAVE THAT TOPIC
FOR ANOTHER NIGHT.

WE CAN DO HOURS
ON THAT ONE.

ANOTHER NIGHT?
SO THIS IS GOING PRETTY GOOD.
YEAH. IT'S BEEN GREAT.

WELL, OKAY,
WE SHOULD DO IT AGAIN.

HOW ABOUT SATURDAY NIGHT?

(chuckles)
THIS SATURDAY'S BAD.

TOM NEEDS ME
TO SWITCH WEEKENDS

BECAUSE HE'S GOING AWAY
WITH... JANE.

WELL... (sighs)
IT'D BE KIND OF A SHAME

IF SOME LAST-MINUTE STUFF
CAME UP AT WORK,

AND HE WASN'T ABLE TO GO.

(laughs) YEAH.
I GUESS THAT WOULD MEAN

HE WOULDN'T HAVE
TO SWITCH WEEKENDS,

AND THAT WOULD FREE YOU UP
FOR SATURDAY.

DID I GET THAT CALCULUS
RIGHT?

ARE YOU SAYING IN ORDER
TO GET A DATE WITH ME,

YOU'D MESS WITH TOM?

DON'T THINK OF IT SO MUCH
AS MESSING WITH TOM.

THINK OF IT MORE
AS MESSING WITH...

JANE.
(deep voice) JANE.

OH, MY GOD.
IT'S STAYING TOGETHER. (laughs)

HOW LONG IS THIS RACE?

THREE MINUTES.
THREE MINUTES!

THIS CAN TOTALLY STAY TOGETHER
FOR THREE MINUTES.

CAN I GO NOW?
OH.

I WAS GONNA HAVE YOU
HELP ME PUT ON THE WHEELS.

NO, THANKS.
JUANITA FOUND A DEAD SQUIRREL,

SO I KINDA WANNA
CHECK IT OUT.

UH...

WELL, OF COURSE.

GOTTA SEE
THE DEAD SQUIRREL.

ONLY TOUCH IT
WITH A STICK!

NO FINGERS!

BLOWN OFF
FOR A DEAD SQUIRREL?

BOY, DOES THAT BRING BACK
MEMORIES.
(tape rips)

NEW HOBBY?

OH, M.J. AND I ARE BUILDING
THIS SOAPBOX THINGY CAR

FOR THE SCHOOL'S BIG RACE.

YOU SHOULD GET TOM TO HELP.
HE DID IT WITH ALL OUR BOYS.

IT'S HOW THEY LEARNED
TO SWEAR.

OH. THAT'S OKAY.
I'LL FIGURE IT OUT.

I AM TELLING YOU,
HE LOVES THIS STUFF.

I'M GONNA GIVE HIM
A CALL.

OH, THANKS, BUT I REALLY
THINK IT'S BETTER

IF I DO IT MYSELF.

BUT TOM CAN JUST...
(snaps fingers)

TOM IS NOT... GONNA BE
AROUND ALL THE TIME.

I'M SORRY. I MEAN,
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

I DO.
SINCE TOM AND I SPLIT,

I KNOW HOW HARD IT IS
TO BE BOTH MOM AND DAD,

BUT I ALSO KNOW
IT'S OKAY TO ASK FOR HELP.

NO. (sighs) I CAN DO THIS.
I HAVE TO.

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I THINK
IT'S GONNA TURN OUT GREAT.

(clatters)

(mouthing words)

DO YOU ALWAYS MOVE YOUR LIPS
WHEN YOU READ?

DO YOU ALWAYS
COMMENT ON EVERYTHING

THAT BUGS YOU ABOUT ME?

I HAVEN'T SAID A WORD
ABOUT YOUR TIE.

OKAY, WE'RE HERE FOR DISCOVERY,
COMPLIANCE, AND TRIAL SETTING.

MS. STONE, MR. WESTON,
YOU'VE EXCHANGED WITNESS LISTS?

THE PEOPLE HAVE NO OBJECTION
TO MR. WESTON'S LIST.

MR. WESTON, ANY OBJECTIONS?

THAT DEPENDS.

WHO ARE THE GENTLEMEN
FROM NUMBER 16 TO 28?

I'VE NEVER HEARD
THESE NAMES BEFORE.

YOUR CLIENT HAS.

THEY'RE MEN SHE MET AT A BAR,
BROUGHT HOME,

AND HAD SEX WITH.

(laughs) THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

YOUR HONOR, THE DEFENSE
WILL ARGUE THAT THERE'S

NO SUGGESTION OF A RELATIONSHIP

BETWEEN MS. VAN DE KAMP
AND MR. SANCHEZ,

THAT SHE NEVER EVEN MET HIM.

BECAUSE SHE HADN'T.
SOME OF THESE MEN
WILL TESTIFY

THAT SHE WAS SO INTOXICATED
DURING THEIR TIME TOGETHER,

THAT SHE DIDN'T REMEMBER
ANYTHING ABOUT THE LIAISON.

SUGGESTING THAT SHE COULD HAVE
SLEPT WITH MR. SANCHEZ.

SO UNDER MS. STONE'S
"FORGETFUL SLUT" THEORY,

YOU CAN CONNECT MY CLIENT
TO ANY MAN IN FAIRVIEW.

WELL, NOT EVERY MAN IN FAIRVIEW
ENDED UP

WITH THE DEFENDANT'S FINGERPRINT
ON HIS SHIRT,

BUT MR. SANCHEZ DID.

YOUR HONOR,
THE IDEA THAT MY CLIENT

WOULD CONDUCT HERSELF IN--
IN THAT MANNER IS ABSURD.

SHE IS A PARAGON OF VIRTUE
IN THE COMMUNITY,

A CHAMPION
OF CONSERVATIVE VALUES...

SHORT RECESS, YOUR HONOR?

BREE...

BREE, IS THIS TRUE? DID YOU
SLEEP WITH RAMON SANCHEZ?

NO.

BUT THE OTHER MEN?

HOW THE HELL COULD YOU
NOT TELL ME THIS?

OH, ALL RIGHT, OKAY. THIS...

THIS IS OKAY AS LONG AS WE CAN
STAY IN FRONT OF IT.

UM... I NEED TO KNOW EXACTLY
WHO YOU SLEPT WITH AND WHEN--

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
(whispers) NO.

BREE, IF I'M GOING
TO DEFEND YOU,

I NEED TO KNOW THE TRUTH.

I'M SORRY, BUT I CAN'T
TALK ABOUT THIS WITH YOU.

(sighs)

(Doris) GABY?

DORIS, YOU WON'T BELIEVE
WHAT JUST GOT OFF THE PLANE.

THE MOST BEAUTIFULLY
EMBROIDERED CHINESE SILK,

AND IF YOU LISTEN TO IT
CAREFULLY,

YOU CAN HEAR LITTLE CHILDREN
ASKING, "WHEN'S DINNER?"

OH, I'M GONNA HAVE TO STOP YOU
RIGHT THERE.

OKAY, A LITTLE INSENSITIVE.
MY BAD.

NO, I-I'VE HAD
A CHANGE OF HEART,

AND I CAN'T BUY
ANYTHING MORE FROM YOU.

IN FACT,
I NEED TO RETURN THESE.

WHAT? YOU CAN'T.
I WORK ON COMMISSION.

I-I MEAN,
YOU LOVE THESE CLOTHES.

DID YOU KNOW THAT ONE
OF THESE SCARVES

COULD BUY A MONTH
OF VOCATIONAL TRAINING

FOR A HOMELESS ADDICT?

NO, BUT THAT SOUNDS
AWFULLY FAMILIAR.

IT WAS IN THE PAMPHLET THAT
CARLOS SLIPPED ME LAST NIGHT.

HE DID WHAT NOW?

AND WE TALKED ON THE PHONE
THIS MORNING,

AND HE REMINDED ME OF WHAT
MY HUSBAND USED TO SAY--

THAT "THOSE WHO DO WELL
MUST ALSO DO GOOD."

MM-HMM.
THAT SOUNDS LIKE CARLOS.

HE'S A VERY SPECIAL GUY.

HOLD ON TO HIM.

(chuckles) WELL,
NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT,

I CAN'T WAIT TO GET
MY HANDS ON HIM.
(bag rustles)

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH
COMMISSION I STOOD TO MAKE

FROM THIS LADY?
GABY.

DORIS WAS MY GOLDEN GOOSE.
I WAS FATTENING HER UP,

AND THEN YOU WENT
AND STOLE ALL HER EGGS,

AND--AND, WELL, I DON'T KNOW
WHERE THIS METAPHOR IS GOING,

BUT I AM MAD AT YOU, MISTER.
GABY. (chuckles)

NO, STOP "GABY"-ING ME.
I WILL NOT BE "GABY"-ED.

LOOK, WHERE DORIS PUTS
HER MONEY IS HER DECISION.

TOMORROW MORNING, 9:00,
SHE'S PUTTING IT HERE.

(scoffs) OKAY.
YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO SMUG

JUST 'CAUSE YOU'RE
"DOING CHARITY."

NO QUOTATION MARKS.
I'M ACTUALLY DOING CHARITY,

HELPING PEOPLE
GET THEIR LIVES TOGETHER.

AND I'M HELPING PEOPLE
PUT THEIR WARDROBES TOGETHER.

POTATO, POTAHTO.

I GOT TO RUN TO A MEETING.

NOW? WE'RE IN THE MIDDLE
OF AN ARGUMENT.

YEAH, BUT IT'S NO FUN TO ARGUE
WHEN ONLY ONE SIDE

IS MORALLY DEFENSIBLE.

BUT YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS FUN?
A LITTLE VICTORY DANCE.

(imitates dance beat)

OH, YEAH. OH, YEAH.

(slap)

(sighs)

OKAY, IT TOOK ME ALL NIGHT,

AND I SCRAPED OFF
TWO OF MY KNUCKLES,

AND I DRANK
SO MUCH GREEN TEA

THAT ONE OF MY EYES
WON'T STOP TWITCHING,

BUT... IT'S... FINISHED.
(squeals)

WHOO!

(laughs)

OKAY.
BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING,

I DESIGNED
THE FLAME DECALS MYSELF,

SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEM,
THEY'RE TOTALLY REMOVABLE.

BUT PERSONALLY, I LIKE THEM.
I THINK THEY'RE AWESOME.

AND THERE'S A BASKET ON THE BACK
FOR SUNDRIES OR SNACKS

OR THUMB TACKS TO THROW
UNDER THE COMPETITION'S TIRES.

BUT WHY WOULD YOU NEED TO CHEAT
WITH A CAR LIKE THIS, RIGHT?

(chuckles)

ARE YOU GONNA SAY SOMETHING?

OH, I GET IT.

YOU HATE THE BASKET.
GUESS WHAT.

BASKET GONE.
(clang)

OH, COME ON. I'VE BEEN DOING
THIS FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT.

YOU GOTTA GIVE ME SOMETHING.

I... LOVE IT.

YOU DO? OH!

HEE HEE!
I MEAN, OF COURSE YOU DO.

BUT SERIOUSLY, IF YOU HAVE
ANY THOUGHTS OR TWEAKS, TELL ME.

'CAUSE WE STILL HAVE
A DAY BEFORE THE RACE.

NO, NO, IT'S PERFECT.

OH, I'M SO RELIEVED.

YOU WANNA TAKE IT
FOR A SPIN?

YEAH, BUT...
I'M KIND OF THIRSTY.

CAN YOU GET ME SOMETHING
TO DRINK?

OF COURSE. TWO FROSTY
NON-CAFFEINATED ROOT BEERS

COMING RIGHT UP.

(brakes squeal)

OH! OH, MY GOD!
WHAT DID YOU DO?

I DIDN'T SEE IT COMING.
I'M SO SORRY.

NO, NOT YOU! MY SON!
YOU CAN GO. OH.

(truck door closes)

(truck departs)
M.J., DID YOU WRECK THE CAR
ON PURPOSE?

NO. IT JUST ROLLED
DOWN THE DRIVEWAY.

IT'S A FLAT DRIVEWAY.

OKAY, I DID IT.

(sighs deeply)

(wood clatters)
WHY?

I HATE THAT CAR.

WELL, THEN WE'LL CHANGE IT.

WE'LL MAKE IT
WHATEVER YOU WANT TO.

I DON'T WANNA DO IT.
I DON'T WANNA BE THE WEIRDO.

HONEY, DID SOMEONE CALL YOU
A WEIRDO?

THEY DON'T HAVE TO.
THEY'RE ALWAYS STARING AT ME

AND TREATING ME DIFFERENT
'CAUSE I DON'T HAVE A DAD.

OH, HONEY.

AND IF I GO
TO THE FATHER-SON DERBY,

AND I'M THE ONLY KID
WITH HIS MOM,

IT'S GONNA BE EVEN WORSE.

I'M SO SORRY.
I HAD NO IDEA.

WHAT CAN I DO
TO MAKE IT BETTER?

NOTHING.
I JUST WANT DAD.

(sighs)

HEY!

HEY! HOW WAS SOCCER?

AWESOME. I THINK WE'RE GONNA

KICK SAN MARINO'S ASS
ON SATURDAY.
(door closes)

NICE. YOU WANT ME TO MAKE YOU
SOMETHING TO EAT?

THANKS.
I'M GONNA GET CHANGED.

HEY.
HEY.

IT'S CUTE HOW HER GENERATION

THINKS THAT SPORT
IS INTERESTING.

UGH.

OH, AND, UM, I WILL BRING HER
TO THE GAME SATURDAY.

LOOKS LIKE WE WON'T NEED
TO SWITCH WEEKENDS.

I THOUGHT YOU AND JANE
WERE GOING AWAY.

CAN'T. I GOT TO WORK.

GREGG WANTS ME TO REWORK
THE STRATEGIC PLAN

THE INTERNATIONAL GUYS DID,
SO...

HUH. WELL, THAT SUCKS.

NEVER LIKED THAT GUY.

THEN WHY'D YOU GO OUT
WITH HIM?

(packaging rustles)

I MEAN, HE SAID YOU GUYS
HAD DRINKS THE OTHER NIGHT?

IT WAS NOTHING.
WE JUST, YOU KNOW...

HUNG OUT FOR A BIT.
(silverware clatters)

YOU DO REALIZE THAT
THAT COULD BE AWKWARD FOR ME.

HUH. THAT'S WEIRD.

WHAT?

I HAVE
AN "ISN'T THAT IRONIC?" APP

THAT USUALLY BUZZES WHEN
PEOPLE SAY STUFF LIKE THAT.

I'M SERIOUS, LYNETTE.
THAT'S WHERE I WORK.

IT WAS JUST DRINKS
WITH A GUY I KNOW,

WHO HAPPENS TO BE YOUR BOSS.
(packaging rustling)

I PROMISE NOT TO DO
ANYTHING EMBARRASSING

LIKE...
KISS HIM IN THE OFFICE.

OKAY. YOU KNOW WHAT?
YOU WANNA SEE GREGG?

IT'S FINE WITH ME.

(door closes)

HEY.
HMM?

HOW ABOUT IF INSTEAD OF
EATING THIS SANDWICH,

I JUST WANTED
TO EAT CHOCOLATE?

HEY. HOW ABOUT... "NO"?

BUT WHAT IF I TOLD YOU
SOMETHING ABOUT DAD AND JANE

THAT WOULD MAKE YOU
VERY HAPPY?

THEN COULD I?

WHY, YOU LITTLE FINAGLER.

HOW DO I KNOW YOUR INFORMATION
IS EVEN WORTH

THE FINE BELGIAN CHOCOLATES THAT
I HAVE HIDDEN IN THE PANTRY?

OH, IT IS.

OH. (laughs)
IT WOULD BE WRONG TO TEACH YOU

THAT THIS KIND OF BLACKMAIL
WORKS.

BESIDES, I CAN SEE YOU'RE JUST
BURSTING TO TELL ME ANYWAY.

WHEN DAD TOLD JANE
HE HAD TO WORK THIS WEEKEND,

SHE KIND OF LOST IT.

REALLY? THE CHOCOLATE
THAT I AM IN NO WAY TRADING

FOR THIS INFORMATION
HAS ALMONDS IN IT.

SHE WAS ALL,
"WE NEVER HAVE TIME TOGETHER"

AND "YOU STILL HAVEN'T
FILED THE DIVORCE PAPERS."

IS THAT TRUE? HE HASN'T?

THE ENVELOPE IS STILL SITTING
ON A SHELF IN THE KITCHEN.

PUT THE SANDWICH DOWN,

OR YOU WON'T HAVE ANY ROOM
LEFT FOR CHOCOLATE.

AH. WELL, LOOK WHO STROLLED IN
FROM THE OUTBACK.

WHERE THE HELL
HAVE YOU BEEN?

SORRY. I REALLY NEEDED
TO SORT THROUGH SOME STUFF.

STUFF? YOU MEAN
WHAT HORS D'OEUVRES

WE'LL BE SERVING
AT THE WEDDING,

OR ARE YOU REFERRING
TO THE DEAD BODY?

HEY, IF YOU PLAN ON STAYING,
YOU'D BETTER START TALKING.

I AM IMPOSSIBLY
IN LOVE WITH YOU, RENEE.

AND THERE'S NOTHING I WANT MORE
THAN TO COME CLEAN.

BUT IF I TELL YOU
WHAT'S GOING ON,

YOU COULD GET DRAGGED
INTO THIS,

AND THEN YOU'RE AT RISK,
TOO.

YOU HAVE TO TRUST ME.

YOUR EX KEPT SECRETS
TO HURT YOU.

I'M KEEPING THEM
TO PROTECT YOU.

OKAY.

REALLY? THAT WAS EASY.

(cork pops)
WELL, WHILE YOU WERE
ON YOUR WALKABOUT,

I REMEMBERED SOMETHING.

SPOUSAL PRIVILEGE.

WHICH IS?

IT'S A CRAZY LAW
WE HAVE HERE.

YOU DON'T HAVE TO TESTIFY
AGAINST YOUR HUSBAND.

SO HERE'S WHAT'S
GONNA HAPPEN.

WE SAY "I DO,"
WE WALK BACK UP THE AISLE,

THE SECOND
WE'RE OUTSIDE THAT CHURCH,

YOU TELL ME EVERYTHING.

AND IF I DON'T?

WELL, THEN I GUESS
YOU WON'T BE SEEING

THOSE WEDDING NIGHT MOVES
I TOLD YOU ABOUT.

AND TRUST ME...

MY SECRET IS WAY BETTER
THAN YOURS.

AHH, SO YOU ARE ALIVE.

YOU'RE JUST NOT ANSWERING
YOUR PHONE.

I'M SORRY. I JUST...

CAN'T IMAGINE
WHAT YOU MUST THINK OF ME

AFTER HEARING ALL THAT.

BREE, LISTEN,
I DON'T JUDGE PEOPLE.

I DEFEND THEM.

AND IF I'M GONNA DEFEND YOU,
I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING.

(sighs)

SEXUAL HISTORY
FROM YOUR FIRST HUSBAND

DOWN TO THE LAST GUY
ON THE D.A.'s WITNESS LIST.

HOW ABOUT I GO IN THE KITCHEN
AND SAY IT,

AND YOU JUST...
LISTEN FROM OUT HERE?

NO DICE. I NEED YOU
TO SAY IT TO MY FACE.

WHY?

BECAUSE YOU'RE GONNA BE SITTING
AT THE DEFENDANT'S TABLE

WHILE ONE GUY AFTER ANOTHER
TAKES THE STAND

AND GOES INTO AS MUCH
GRAPHIC DETAIL

AS THE PROSECUTOR
WANTS HIM TO,

AND THE WHOLE TIME THE JURY IS
GONNA BE LOOKING AT YOUR FACE.

OH, DEAR GOD.

AND IF THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE
IS GUILT,

THEY'RE GONNA THINK
YOU'RE GUILTY.

SO I NEED YOU TO OWN
THIS PART OF YOUR LIFE,

AND THAT STARTS WITH YOU
TELLING ME EVERYTHING.

OKAY.

I HOPED IT WOULDN'T
COME TO THIS, BUT, UH,

MAYBE IT WOULD BE HELPFUL
IF I TOLD YOU

MY SEXUAL SECRETS FIRST.

NO, IT MOST CERTAINLY
WOULD NOT BE HELPFUL.

BESIDES,
MEN AREN'T EMBARRASSED

TO BRAG
ABOUT THEIR CONQUESTS.

I'M GONNA START TALKING NOW.

FIRST TIME I HAD SEX...

I WAS 24.

I WAS IN LAW SCHOOL.

SHE WAS A CLASSMATE
AND RATHER EXPERIENCED.

IT DIDN'T GO VERY WELL,

OR FOR THAT MATTER,
LAST VERY LONG.

(chuckles)

YEAH, YEAH,
IT'S HILARIOUS.

(chuckles) IN FACT,
EVERY CHRISTMAS,

I GET A CARD FROM HER
THAT SAYS, "STILL LAUGHING."

(laughs) SO YOU HAD
AN AWKWARD FIRST EXPERIENCE.

WHO DIDN'T?

YOU WANT WORSE?
I-I CAN DO WORSE.

OKAY.

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO SAY THIS.
UM...

I AM... QUITE OVERSIZED
DOWN THERE.

SINCE WHEN IS A MAN
BEING WELL ENDOWED

CONSIDERED HUMILIATING?

I'M TALKING
ABOUT MY PROSTATE--

MY ENLARGED PROSTATE.

BEST PART--
YOUR DOCTOR TELLS YOU

IT ONLY HAPPENS
TO OLDER MEN.

THAT'S THE REASON YOU HAVE
TO PEE 30 TIMES A DAY.

SO NOW YOU KNOW I'M PUSHING 50,
BORDERLINE INCONTINENT,

AND WOMEN ARE SCARED
OF MY JUNK.

IS THAT HUMILIATING ENOUGH
FOR YOU?

YES, I THINK IT IS.

GLAD TO HEAR IT.

OH. I HAVE TO TELL YOU NOW,
DON'T I?

(sighs) HMM.

I WAS IN A DARK PLACE...

LONELY...

AND IN PAIN, I STARTED...

DRINKING... AGAIN.

(indistinct conversations)

SO THE KICKER
TO THE STORY IS,

THE NEW INTERNATIONAL PLAN
THAT TOM CAME UP WITH IS--

IS PRETTY AWESOME.
MM.

HE MAY NOT HAVE GOOD TASTE
IN WOMEN,

BUT HE IS DAMN SMART
ABOUT FINANCE.

TOM IS REALLY SMART...

IN THAT ONE AREA.

POOR JANE.

(clink)
YOU'RE REALLY ENJOYING THIS,
AREN'T YOU?

UM... A LITTLE, TINY BIT.

YOU SHOULD.

I WISH I HAD A WAY
OF GETTING BACK AT CRYSTAL

WHEN WE WERE BREAKING UP.

MUST FEEL GOOD.

JANE WAS PRETTY PISSED, HUH?

OH, APPARENTLY.
SO EVEN THOUGH THAT MAKES ME

A TERRIBLE PERSON,
THANK YOU FOR THAT.

ANYTIME. I MEAN THAT.

ANYTIME.

(chuckles) SO...

IF I ASKED YOU TO HAVE TOM
WORK A FEW NIGHTS THIS WEEK,

YOU'D DO IT?

IF I COULD HELP YOU
PISS OFF YOUR EX

AND SPEND MORE TIME WITH YOU,
I SEE NO DOWNSIDE IN THAT.

YOU JUST SAY THE WORD.

REALLY?

LATE NIGHTS, WEEKENDS.

MAYBE EVEN A FEW
OUT-OF-TOWN TRIPS?

YOU TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT,

I'LL MAKE IT HAPPEN.

OH. (laughs)
I LIKE THE SOUND OF THAT.

MUST BE WHY WOMEN FALL
FOR POWERFUL MEN.

AND THEN
THE PROSECUTOR SUGGESTED

I WAS PROBABLY SO DRUNK,
THAT I FORGOT THE WHOLE THING.

WELL, HANG ON.
DIDN'T YOUR HOTSHOT LAWYER

GET ALL UP IN HER FACE
WITH THE "OBJECTIONS"

AND THE "SIDEBARS"

AND THE "YOU CAN'T HANDLE
THE TRUTH!"?

TRIP WAS AMAZING,

BUT SHE STILL SAID
IT WAS ADMISSIBLE.

MY ENTIRE SORDID PAST
IS ADMISSIBLE.

SO JUST BECAUSE YOU SLEPT
WITH A FEW GUYS

MEANS YOU SLEPT
WITH ALEJANDRO?

MORE THAN A FEW.

SORRY. CARRY ON.

YOU KNOW WHAT
THE WORST THING WAS?

THE LOOK ON TRIP'S FACE.
HE WAS SO DISAPPOINTED IN ME.

WAIT. THAT WAS
THE WORST THING?

WORSE THAN THE WHOLE
SHARING-A-CELL-FOR-20-YEARS-

WITH-A-BIG-GAL-NAMED-VERN
THING?

WELL, I'M NOT GOING
TO PRISON.

I MEAN, TRIP SAYS
WE'RE GONNA WIN,

AND I BELIEVE IN HIM.

I JUST THANK GOD THAT
EVEN AFTER ALL OF THIS,

HE STILL BELIEVES IN ME.

OKAY, I'M GONNA SAY IT.
(cup clatters)

BREE, YOU HAVE A CRUSH
ON YOUR LAWYER.

(scoffs) DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.

YOU DO SOUND
A TEENSY BIT SMITTEN.

I AM NOT SMITTEN. I-I HAPPEN TO
ADMIRE HIS LEGAL SKILLS, AND--

HIS DREAMY BLUE EYES?

THEY'RE NOT BLUE. THEY'RE GREEN,
FLECKED WITH HINTS OF BROWN.

OKAY, MAYBE I FIND HIM
ATTRACTIVE,

BUT DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD
PUT MYSELF AT RISK

BY DATING MY OWN ATTORNEY?

OH, I DON'T KNOW.

YOU PUT US ALL AT RISK
WHEN YOU DATED CHUCK.

LOOK, HAVING A CRUSH
IS NOTHING TO BE ASHAMED OF.

HE'S RESCUING YOU,
AND IT'S IN OUR D.N.A.

TO FALL FOR GUYS
WHO RESCUE US.

BUT IN THIS CASE, IT'S JUST
NOT SAFE FOR YOU TO ACT ON IT.

I GUESS YOU'RE RIGHT.

YOU'RE ON TRIAL
FOR MURDER, BREE.

YOU GOT TO KEEP
A CLEAR HEAD.

AND SO DOES HE.

DORIS, I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW
HOW GRATEFUL WE ARE.

YOUR DONATION IS GONNA HELP
SO MANY RECOVERING ADDICTS

GET BACK ON THEIR FEET.

OH, STOP. (chuckles)
I SHOULD BE THANKING YOU

FOR LETTING ME BE A PART
OF ALL THIS.

MM, AND PLEASE FORGIVE
THE APPEARANCE OF MY OFFICE.

EVERY PENNY THAT WE GET
GOES DIRECTLY TO THOSE IN NEED,

SO THERE'S NOT A LOT
LEFT OVER FOR...

NICE... THINGS.

THOSE IN NEED, HUH?

THIS IS NOT MY STUFF!

I HAD A SIMPLE WOODEN DESK,
AN OLD COFFEE TABLE.

OH.

AND A BABY GRAND.

WELL, THAT MUST COME IN HANDY

WHILE YOU'RE ALL SINGING
"KUMBAYA"

DURING
YOUR CLEAN NEEDLE EXCHANGE.

DORIS, PLEASE. THIS IS NOT
WHAT WE'RE ABOUT HERE.

FIND YOURSELF ANOTHER OLD LADY
TO FLEECE.

(sighs)

(door opens)

HONEY, I NEED TO SHOW YOU
SOMETHING IN THE GARAGE.

DID YOU FIX THE CAR?

NO. JUANITA USED THE WOOD
TO BUILD A COFFIN

FOR THE SQUIRREL, BUT I DO HAVE
A LITTLE SURPRISE FOR YOU.

(sighs)

AHEM.

OH, HEY, PERFECT TIMING,
M.J.

WE COULD REALLY USE
ANOTHER PAIR OF HANDS.

(lowered voice)
WHAT ARE THEY DOING HERE?

WELL, I KNOW I TOLD YOU
THAT I COULD DO THIS MYSELF,

BUT I GOT TO THINKING
THAT EVERY RACE CAR DRIVER

HAS A PIT CREW,
AND THIS IS YOURS.

WE'RE HERE TO HELP YOU.

AND NOT JUST ABOUT CAR STUFF,
YOU KNOW?

ANYTIME YOU NEED SOMETHING,
GIVE US A CALL.

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF THIS DESIGN?
HEY?

IT... KIND OF LOOKS
LIKE A CORVETTE.

KIND OF?
IT'S AN EXACT RENDERING.

LOOK AT THE SHADING
ON THE WHEEL WELL.

CALM DOWN. YOU TRACED IT
OUT OF A MAGAZINE.

CAN YOU GUYS
REALLY BUILD THIS?

UM, WELL...
NOT WITHOUT YOUR HELP.

SO WHAT DO YOU THINK
ABOUT COLOR?

RED OR BLUE?

MOM? WHAT DO YOU THINK?

I THINK, UH...
THIS IS KIND OF A GUY THING,

AND I SHOULD LET YOU GUYS
GET TO WORK.

MY DAD LOVED CORVETTES.

WE KNOW.

HE ALWAYS SAID IF HE EVER
WON THE LOTTERY,

FIRST THING HE'D DO IS BUY
A CORVETTE STINGRAY CONVERTIBLE.

(knock on door)

HEY.
HEY.

COME ON IN.

WHOA. (laughs)
YOU LOOK LIKE A MILLION BUCKS.

AW.
AND TRUST ME, I KNOW WHAT
A MILLION BUCKS LOOKS LIKE.

WHAT A LOVELY COMPLIMENT...

FOR ONE OF US.

SO, UH, GALLO IS
THE BEST RESTAURANT IN TOWN,

AND AFTER TONIGHT,
YOU WILL KNOW WHY.

WELL, CAN'T WAIT.

LET'S GO.

BUT FIRST...
I HAVE A GIFT FOR YOU.

UH-HUH?

A NAIL.

HOW THOUGHTFUL...

AND... IMAGINARY.

A NAIL IN THE COFFIN
OF TOM'S HAPPINESS.

THE END OF TOM AND JANE.

COMPLETELY BAFFLED.

EVERY TIME THIS WEEK
I TOLD HIM I NEEDED HIM LATE,

TOM WOULD GO IN HIS OFFICE,

AND I'D HEAR HIM ON THE PHONE
IN A BIG FIGHT WITH JANE.

YOU SHOULDN'T BE
TELLING ME THIS.

BUT... (high-pitched voice)
YAY!

SO HOW DO YOU THINK
THE PERSNICKETY MS. CARLSON

WILL HANDLE THE NEWS
OF TOM'S TRANSFER?

HIS WHAT?

THE INTERNATIONAL PLAN
NEEDS A POINT MAN,

SO I'M SENDING TOM TO MUMBAI
FOR A YEAR.

M-MUMBAI LIKE...
INDIA MUMBAI?

MM-HMM.

WHICH MEANS YOU AND I
WILL HAVE FAIRVIEW

ALL TO OURSELVES.

WE GOT TO GO.

LYNETTE?

CAR.
HUH?

(sighs)

I CAN'T BELIEVE
YOU DID THAT TO MY OFFICE.

I HAD A BUTLER LINED UP,

BUT HE BOOKED A COMMERCIAL
AT THE LAST MINUTE.

SO I GUESS I'LL CALL DORIS NOW
AND MAKE AN APPOINTMENT

FOR SHOPPING TOMORROW.

YEAH, I DON'T THINK SHE'LL BE
ANSWERING EITHER OF OUR CALLS.

SHE THINKS WE'RE BOTH NUTS,
SO THANKS A LOT, GABY.

YOU STARTED IT. YOU'RE THE ONE
WHO STOLE HER FROM ME

IN THE FIRST PLACE.

YEAH, FOR SOMETHING
THAT MATTERS.

OH, ENOUGH WITH
THE CARLOS OF NAZARETH ACT.

THIS WASN'T ABOUT
HELPING PEOPLE.

THIS WAS ABOUT YOU
SMELLING MONEY

AND GOING AFTER IT.

THE MONEY WAS FOR THE CENTER.
THOSE PEOPLE NEED IT.

THE CENTER? PLEASE.
YOU WERE DOING IT TO WIN.

AND YOU KNOW WHY?

'CAUSE YOU'RE A SHARK,
CARLOS.

YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN,
AND YOU ALWAYS WILL BE.

IT'S YOUR NATURE.

HONEY.

IT'S OKAY. I AM, TOO.

THAT'S WHY
WE'RE GOOD TOGETHER.

LOOK, I MAY NOT LIKE THAT
YOU STOLE DORIS FROM ME,

BUT I DO LIKE THAT
YOU'RE THE TYPE OF GUY WHO CAN.

IT'S SEXY.

BUT...

THAT'S NOT WHO
I WANT TO BE ANYMORE.

WELL, WHO DO YOU
WANT TO BE?

SOMEBODY DIFFERENT.

WELL, I HATE
TO TELL YOU THIS, BABE,

BUT THE BEST
YOU CAN HOPE TO BE

IS JUST A DIFFERENT KIND
OF SHARK.

YES, IT ISN'T EASY
GIVING UP POWER...

ADMITTING
THAT WE MIGHT NEED HELP

FROM FRIENDS AND NEIGHBORS...

DECIDING THAT A LOVED ONE...

MIGHT KNOW WHAT'S BEST FOR US.

GIVING UP OUR BETTER JUDGMENT

FOR A SLIGHTLY DARKER AGENDA.

BUT FOR SOME,

THE HARDEST KIND OF POWER
TO GIVE UP...

IS THE POWER TO CONTROL
THEIR OWN DESIRES.

HELLO.
YOU WANTED TO SEE ME?

DID YOU, UH, HAVE SOME
NEW THOUGHTS ON THE CASE?

LOTS, BUT WHY DON'T
WE DISCUSS THEM OVER DINNER?

DINNER.
UM, CAN'T WE TALK HERE?

NO, I'VE BEEN COOPED UP
ALL DAY,

AND I KNOW THIS
GREAT, LITTLE ITALIAN PLACE.

I DON'T THINK
THAT'S A GOOD IDEA.

OH, COME ON.
I'M A MUCH BETTER LAWYER

AFTER A PLATE
OF SPAGHETTI CARBONARA.

SO? WHAT DO YOU SAY?

I SAY...

(chuckles)

LET'S DO IT.