part 5
Outside
Mr. Shaw gets out of his car and goes to the trunk. He opens it. Inside are shovels. He takes out a gun and hides it in the back of his paints, underneath his jacket.
Edie pulls up in her car and gets out. Mr. Shaw closes the trunk.
Edie: "Hello there!"
Mr. Shaw: "Good afternoon."
Edie: "Ooh, well isn't this just as pretty as a picture book!"
Mr. Shaw: "Well, the plan is to put in a small condo."
Edie: "You want to make some money, or you want to pussyfoot around?"
Mr. Shaw: "What do you suggest?"
Edie: "I'm thinking strip mall. I've run some numbers."
She pulls out a sheet of the purple stationary with numbers written on it and hands it to him.
Mr. Shaw: "Nice stationary."
Edie: "Oh, itÂ’s stolen."
Mr. Shaw: "What do you mean?"
Edie: "After my house burned down, I was staying with this neighbor, Martha Huber. That is, until the old troll threw me out. Anyway, I'd steal her stuff, she'd steal mine. Circle of life."
Mr. Shaw: "So this paper is hers?"
Edie: "Oh, God, yes."
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Lynette's House
Parker plays with the radio, switching stations and turning it louder. The twins bang on pots, The house is a mess, with food and toys everywhere.
Lynette comes into the kitchen, talking on the phone.
Lynette: "No, Tom, you can't do this to me. Because, I need you at home. Boys, stop it, I am on the phone. Well, yeah, I realize itÂ’s not your fault that the meeting got postponed, but you promised you'd be back tonight. I, I, I gotta go. The kids are... Yeah, I know... you're sorry, just, will you try to get back as soon as you can? Okay, bye."
She hangs up the phone.
Lynette: "Boys, would you please, please, stop it. Really, really, mommyÂ’s got a headache. Okay? Just, uh..."
Radio: and drowsy and ready to sleep, let the morning time drop all its petals on me... life I love you, all is groovy...
Lynette: "Turn that damn thing off."
Lynette starts screaming at the boys as everything happens in slow motion. She throws pans on the floor and throws a can through the window. Facing the window, she sees Mary Alice appear. Mary Alice smiles, looks down at her hands, and then hands Lynette a gun. Slowly, Lynette takes the gun, looks at it, and then holds it up to her own head. She closes her eyes.
A loud crash wakes up Lynette, who had been sleeping with her head on the kitchen table. She looks at her boys, who are ignoring her, doing their own thing, and she sighs.
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Outside Mike's House
Susan rings Mike's doorbell. He answers the door, unfriendly.
Mike: "What?"
Susan: "I just came over to say I'm sorry, and I'll pay for all the damage."
Mike: "don't worry about it."
He starts to close the door.
Susan: "Well, so, in your mind, is the date off?"
Mike: "Well, you snooped around my house, and went through my stuff. Uh, yeah, in my book, thatÂ’s pretty much a deal breaker."
Susan opens the screens and enters the house.
Susan: "Hold on a minute, now. I started snooping around because I found all that money by accident. And, and then, I found a gun. Are you a drug dealer or something?"
Mike: "Is that what you think?"
Susan: "Well, I wouldn't know because you never let me in. You know, thereÂ’s this whole part of your life that you keep completely walled off."
Mike: "I have a gun for protection, I keep cash for emergencies. I'm a good guy, Susan, and you should know that. I'm, I'm not obligated to share every little detail of my life with you."
Susan: "Well, every little detail is one thing. You know, weird creepy secrets, thatÂ’s another."
Mike: "You know what, I don't want to be with someone who doesn't trust me."
Susan: "Well, maybe we shouldn't be dating."
Mike: "Maybe we shouldn't."
Susan: "Do you mean that?"
Mike: "Yeah."
Susan: "Well, I hope that, your, you know, little secret keeps you warm at night because you're throwing something really great away to protect it!"
She walks off and he closes the door.
Susan walks angrily back to her house, passing by Lynette's house as she does so. Lynette, with all four children, sees her and calls out.
Lynette: "Oh, Susan, you gotta take my kids for a while."
Susan: "Lynette, itÂ’s just, this really isn't the time..."
Lynette: "No, no, I'm sorry, I can't do this. ItÂ’s just too much. Boys, you stay with your aunt Susan."
She hands Susan the baby and the boys cheer, then rush back to the front door. Lynette goes to her car, gets in, and drives off.
Susan: "Lynette! You know, when are you coming back? Lynette! Lynette!"
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Soccer field
Lynette sits against a post, slowly turning a prescription bottle in her hands.
Bree and Susan slowly drive up to the field.
Bree: "ThereÂ’s LynetteÂ’s car, sheÂ’s gotta be close."
Susan: "I hope the kids aren't too much for Danielle to handle."
Bree: "she'll be fine. What do you thinkÂ’s happening with Lynette?"
Susan: "I don't know, but I'm scared. SomethingÂ’s very, very wrong."
Susan stops the car and the two of them get out and walk over to Lynette.
Bree: "Lynette? Honey?"
Susan: "Are you okay?"
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Hospital Room
Gabrielle sits alone next to Mama Solis's hospital bed. Father Crowley walks in.
Gabrielle: "Father, I'm so glad you could come and pray for mama. Please, sit, sit."
Father Crowley: "Thank you, Gabrielle."
Gabrielle: "Listen, since you're here, thereÂ’s something I've always wondered about. That whole thing about priests not being allowed to repeat what they hear in confessions, is that a hard rule, or just a general guideline?"
Father Crowley: "Rest assured, everyoneÂ’s secrets are safe."
Gabrielle: "ThatÂ’s good to hear."
Father Crowley: "I'll keep yours, too, if you want to talk."
Gabrielle: "No, me? No, no. Confession is not really my thing."
Father Crowley: "ThatÂ’s a shame,"
Gabrielle: "Okay. You can stop condemning me with your eyes. Right now. "I know you know, about the affair. But you know nothing about my life. Look, itÂ’s not even an issue anymore. John and I are finished."
Father Crowley: "Gabrielle, the church is pretty clear on this. If you commit a mortal sin, and you die without repenting, you go to hell."
Gabrielle: "Well, aren't you just a ball of fun. So, if I confess, it'll clean the slate, right?"
Father Crowley: "Well not only that. If you want GodÂ’s forgiveness, you have to be truly sorry, and you have to promise not to commit the sin again."
Gabrielle: "So what happens if I repent, later, like, say, when I'm 75?"
Father Crowley: "I wouldn't recommend waiting. What if you die before then?"
Gabrielle: "Well, letÂ’s say I don't die. I do yoga, I eat well. If I wait, does my repenting still count?"
Father Crowley: "If you mean it, yes."
Gabrielle: "Thank you, Father Crowley. You have been a tremendous comfort. Um, I will let you do your thing."
Father Crowley: "Gabrielle, you know, we are all responsible for the choices we make. Don't you want to be a good person?"
Gabrielle: "What I want is to be happy."
Father Crowley: "ThatÂ’s the answer of a selfish child."
Gabrielle: "I know."
She turns and leaves.