part 2
Gabrielle's House
Carlos's lawyer, Mr. Hartley, and Gabrielle are in the living room while Yao Lin cleans around them.
Mr. Hartley: "Gabrielle, it's not my fault that your bank accounts are frozen."
Gabrielle: "I'm not saying it's your fault, I'm just saying, fix it!"
Mr. Hartley: "Well, I wish I could, but the folks at the justice department aren't very sympathetic."
Gabrielle: "I'm running out of money. In a couple of weeks, I'm gonna be screwed."
Yao Lin: "Why don't you hock some of your jewelry? There's a lot of stuff you never wear, and most of it's ugly."
Gabrielle: "Don't you have a toilet to scrub?"
Yao Lin leaves the room.
Gabrielle: "I'm just so angry with Carlos. What was he thinking, exporting goods made from slave labor? Why couldn't he have embezzled like other white collar criminals?"
Mr. Hartley: "All the justice department wants is to make sure that Carlos doesn't skip the country. Now, if he is released on bail, I can argue that he needs money to live on, and they'll probably unfreeze one of the smaller accounts."
Gabrielle: "But they won't release him on bail until they get the passport."
Mr. Hartley: "Exactly. You haven't found that yet, have you?"
"Gabrielle wanted her old lifestyle back, no question, but she wanted Carlos to suffer for his betrayal even more. "
Flashback to Gabrielle looking at Carlos's passport in her hands before throwing it into the fire.
Gabrielle: "I'm still searching."
Mr. Hartley: "Well, in that case, you might want to think about looking for a job."
Yao Lin (walking by): "Hah!"
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Susan's House
Susan and Mike are in the kitchen together.
Susan: "So, I had a really good time."
Mike: "I bet you did."
The doorbell rings. Susan takes a moment to run her hand down Mike's back, ending on his buttocks and giving them a squeeze before going to answer the door.
Susan: "Gotcha."
Mike turns and gives her a happy sheepish grin.
Susan answers the door and it's Karl.
Karl: "Hey, is this a bad time?"
Susan: "For you? Of course it is."
Karl: "That's cute. Tax stuff. I need your signature."
Susan: "We've been divorced over a year."
Karl: "2003."
Karl walks in.
Susan: "Well, please. Just come on in. Uh, Mike, I don't think you've officially met my ex, Karl Mayer."
Mike: "Oh hey! Mike Delfino."
Karl: "Right. Plumber."
Mike gives Karl a look before turning to Susan.
Mike: "Yeah, I don't have the right washer for this faucet, so I'm just going to go across the street and get it."
Susan laughs as he brushes against her, then walks to the door, closing it behind him.
Karl: "So he seems okay."
Susan: "Yeah, he is. So what do you want me to sign? Oh, I see."
Karl: "By the way, Julie told me about her birthday plans."
Susan: "Yeah, we're going to a restaurant downtown. A guy who plays piano and an open mike. Julie got a bunch of her girlfriends together, so we're just going to make a night of it."
Karl: "Julie loves to sing. It sounds nice."
Susan: "Here you are."
Karl: "All righty."
Susan: "Give my best to Brandi."
Karl: "Actually, um, we're not together anymore."
Susan: "You're not? What happened?"
Karl: "I caught her in bed with another guy. Go ahead. Do your happy dance. You deserve it."
Susan: "No, no really, I'm, I'm sorry you had to go through that. I am."
Karl leans forward and gives Susan a hug, and holds on.
Susan: "Uh..."
Karl: "It's just really hard for me right now. Thanks."
Mike walks back in and sees them. Susan motions to Mike, makes the hand sign of the phone, and then silently mouths the words ‘call me.' He walks back out, closing the door quietly behind him.
Karl finally lets Susan go.
Susan: "Uh, try ripping up old photos. It helps."
Karl: "Well, have fun this weekend. Let me know how the party goes."
Susan: "Karl, do you want to join us?"
Karl makes a series of hand gestures that indicate he's at first going to refuse, but then he walks back over to Susan and gives her another hug.
Karl: "Oh Susan, you're the best."
Susan: "Oh, well..." (small squeal) "I am the best, aren't I."
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Lynette's House
Lynette and Tom lie in bed. Lynette looks over a list she's made of things to do, written on the back of the Missing Mrs. Huber flier.
She turns to Tom.
Lynette: "You know, if we're going to buy a water heater, we should talk about it. We could go to the mall tomorrow. They're having a sale."
Tom: "Could we talk about this tomorrow?"
Lynette: "Well, I'm just trying to plan my day."
Tom: "Please honey, I'm so tired."
Lynette: "Okay."
She takes off her glasses and turns off the light.
Lynette: "Hon?"
Tom: "Huh?"
Lynette: "Did you set up the coffee maker?"
Tom: "Oh. No. Uh, you know, I'll do it in the morning. I promise I'll get up early and do it."
Lynette: "Tom..."
Tom: "Oh..."
Lynette: "Tom...Come on."
He gets up.
Lynette: "Thanks."
Tom: "Yeah."
Downstairs in the darkened laundry room off of the kitchen, Claire puts clothing in the washer. She takes off her socks, looks down at her robe, notices a stain, and then, after looking around, removes the robe. She quickly throws it in with the other clothes, starts the washer, then quickly jogs through the kitchen, her arms crossed across her chest.
Tom comes down the stairs, stopping abruptly when he sees Claire.
Tom: "Claire?"
Claire gasps, then quickly turns around so her back is to him.
Tom: "Um, um, I'm, uh. Wow, I'm sorry. I didn't know you were up."
Claire: "Yeah, I, I, I thought you were sleeping. I--I was just going upstairs. Do you want me to make the coffee."
Tom: "Yeah! Yeah, that'd be great! I'm just gonna, um, go back up to my room."
Claire: "Okay"
Tom: "Good night."
Claire: "Good night."
Tom returns to the bedroom, smiling.
Lynette: "Just so you know, if we go to the mall, we can go to the shoe store. You said you wanted new running shoes."
Tom gets in bed and leans over her. Lynette looks at him.
Lynette: "What?"
She turns and looks into puppy dog eyes filled with intention.
Lynette: "Oh."
She giggles. He moves in closer, and then she rolls over on top of him as they kiss.
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The Next Morning
"The next morning while the search for Martha Huber continued, Lynette discovered a little family secret. One she wasn't even looking for. "
Claire comes down the stairs and looks around before heading into the kitchen.
Lynette: "Good morning."
Claire: "Good morning."
Lynette: "Want some coffee?"
Claire: "Uh, yeah, thanks! I didn't want to come down until Tom left for work. Still a little embarrassed."
Lynette: "About what?"
Claire: "Oh, he didn't tell you? Well actually, it's kind of funny. Um, I was doing some laundry, and I noticed that the robe I was wearing had some baby food on it, so I threw it in, figuring I could dash upstairs while everyone was asleep. And then I ran into Tom, while I was totally naked."
Lynette: "So, Claire, when did this incident occur?"
Claire: "I don't know. It was pretty late. I think he might have come down to make coffee or something."
Lynette: "You don't say."