Mistresses (2013–2016): Season 1, Episode 10 - Indecent Proposals - full transcript

Let's do it. Do the
whole relationship thing.

Previously on "Mistresses"...

Why are you still here, Paul?

I want to see Lucy.

You have been so
tough on me because

that's what mothers do.

Make sure that you grow up right.

These notes are submitted by
your husband's psychiatrist.

She indicates that your
husband may have been suicidal.

Obviously, this woman is lying.

- Sam...
- I think I'm in love with you.



Maybe you could tell him
you were screwing his father.

That should break the spell.

If you keep waking
me up this early,

I am moving back
into the guest house,

and I swear, we're never
gonna finish "The Wire."

I don't even know
how you could sleep

over this--this--this
drip, drip, drip.

Well, clearly, you are unaware
of how loudly you snore.

That trip, drip, drip
is like a lullaby.

This happens once every few months.

Harry says it has something
to do with th--the thingy

in the doohickey that
makes the water come out--

I don't--I don't
know. If I can--

If I can just tighten it.



Be careful.

Woman, calm down.
It is just a leak.

It's not the end of the world.

I'm sorry I'm not thrilled
that my house is falling apart.

Are you kidding? I love that
your house is falling apart.

It's much closer to
my childhood fantasy

of us sharing a crappy
Manhattan apartment together.

Two sisters living in N.Y.C.,
and we drink our dinner,

stay out all night--
it'd be amazing.

That would've been great
when I was 25 and single,

but I'm 37 and pregnant,

So, you know...

Not so much fun.

Everything is broken, and
I don't know how to fix it.

Literally or metaphorically?

Let's start with literally.

Well, that's easy.

You're psyching yourself out.

Sav, you lived all by yourself

in that teeny, tiny apartment
in Venice for seven years,

And you were fine.

Yeah, I was fine
until I married Harry,

and then he didn't
let me do anything.

I mean, I couldn't
even open the mail.

Really?

Yeah. Well, I forgot to
send in the D.W.P. bill,

and it turned into this whole deal.

So he's dealt with the mail

and he fixes the leaks

and he programs the
remote controls for the TVs

and changes the water filters,

- the light bulbs.
- Wow. And you let him do all of that?

I didn't really have a choice.

He was kind of old school that way.

Kinda like Ricky Ricardo
with a different accent.

It's not that big of a deal.

No. No. I-I
know, but I just--

I really can't picture you
giving up that much control.

That must've been
really hard for you.

It was.

But you get used to things.

See?

You fixed it.

You're fine.

Just kidding.

There are first graders whose moms

don't walk them all the
way to the front door.

Sorry to embarrass you.

No, you're not.

You're right. I'm not.

Have a good day at school, kiddo.

Mom.

April Malloy.

Cheryl.

The P.T.A. still
needs a chairperson

for the grandparents and
special friends day committee.

It is so meaningful to the children

and their elderly loved ones.

Sorry. Cheryl, I have to go.

Okay.

Start the car and meet
me at the park now.

Okay.

You've reached Savannah Davis.

I'm not available
to take your call,

So leave a message after the beep.

It's me again.

I'm still staring at
the summons on my desk

where your law firm is basically
accusing me of killing Tom.

And you're seriously not
gonna answer my calls?

Early lunch.

Where are we going?

I'll just... wait here.

Have you lost your damn mind?

I told you. I need to see Lucy.

And I told you that
wasn't gonna happen.

What if she saw you?

Do you know what that would
do to her? Do you even care?

- Of course I care.
- You obviously don't.

Hey, I'm sorry. It
was a stupid idea.

We're way past stupid.

Listen to me. I refuse to let
you ruin that little girl's life

any more than you already have.

Lucy was destroyed when
she lost her father.

I know.

You don't know because you
weren't there for three years.

Why do you suddenly need
to see her again now?

I never stopped needing to see her.

Now that I'm here...

she's just so close.

I'm so sorry, April.

I screwed up
everything--

my life, your life, Lucy's.

Please.

Please.

I can't lose Lucy.

You can't lose what you don't have.

Go back to your family in Florida

because you've got no family here.

We need to talk.

Karen.

What are you doing here?

Look, this is not a good time.

I can't have this
conversation here.

You won't call me back.

I can't talk about it.

Fine. Have you at
least told your bosses

that Elizabeth Grey's
a lying son of a bitch?

Yet another thing I cannot do.

You know she is. This
whole case is ridiculous.

Elizabeth is the
one who killed Tom,

and now she's saying
I'm responsible?

Why didn't you at least warn me?

I took myself off the case.

I haven't been getting
all the e-mails.

Come on, Savi.

Karen, I've already given
you too much information,

and if I had any idea
that this investigation

was going to become about you,

I wouldn't have told you anything.

That makes me feel so much better.

Karen, I am really sorry,

but my job is on the line.

My life is on the line.

You can't talk to me about it?

That's fine. I get it.

But I am done playing
nice with this woman.

Make sure you tell her that I am
not going down without a fight.

Do you need a lawyer?

I can recommend someone.

I think that would qualify

as yet another
conflict of interest.

Thanks anyway.

Yes, Olivier?

How did you know it was me?

I could smell your Acqua Di Gio

from two decades away.

Two prospective
clients from New York

are in town for the evening.

I need to convince them that
Los Angeles does not, um,

how do you
put it--

suck--because the
restaurants close at midnight.

Are they staying in Beverly Hills?

- Yes.
- Well, the restaurants there close at 10:00,

so I highly suggest that you
find them a hotel on the strip.

Bonne id?. Uh, there's more.

This couple is, uh, cosmopolitan.

They believe life is
a sensuous adventure.

Well, then why are
they moving to L.A.?

- The husband is a dip.
- A dip?

No, no, no. Um, a deep.

- A D.P.?
- Oui. Sa. Ca.

It means director of photography.

He must be in the film business.

In any case,

I need an unforgettable
evening of entertainment,

which is why I've come to you.

So what I'm hearing is you
do find me entertaining.

You'll accompany me tonight.

Sorry. Can't.

I'm already booked. I
snagged a reservation at Ink,

and I'm taking my girlfriend out

for our own unforgettable evening.

Interesting.

You and mademoiselle mala beads

have become lovers?

I've never heard it put like that,

but oui, oui. We have.

I'm sorry.

Just a little 5-minute catnap.

Uh, I mean a 35-minute catnap.

Go home and rest.

Oh, no, I can't. I'm
already a week behind

on the Lieberman custody case.

Work from home. Partners are
on retreat. They'll never know.

You need to take
better care of yourself.

Go home.

Okay.

Oh, shoot.

So sorry.

Here. Let me get that.

Now just-- just take it
on the house. Okay. Sorry.

Free coffee, huh?

Count me in.

Um, shouldn't you
be at--at work?

I just want to check in.

I saw you at the
drop-off this morning

and wanted to say hi, but
you took off so quickly.

Everything all right?

Did Paul try to contact you again?

Worse.

Paul showed up at school today.

He did what?

He wanted to see Lucy
without Lucy seeing him.

Is that what he said?

Don't worry. I told him
it's not gonna happen

- and that he needs to just go back to Florida.
- And?

And he...

broke down.

I almost feel bad for him.

That's what he wants.

Did he say he was leaving?

No, but
I'm--

He's playing you, April.

He's trying to worm his
way back into your life.

- No, I-I really don't think
so. - This guy is a liar

and a criminal, and you
need to go to the police.

But I can't.

I've thought about it,
but I just don't see

how I can do this without
getting Lucy involved.

Then involve her.

Maybe it's time.

That's the last resort,
and I am not there yet.

Unless I am.

I don't--I don't-- I
don't know. I don't know.

Okay. Okay. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Didn't mean to make you more upset.

I've done everything
I can, but I just--

I can't make him do anything.

He's not listening to me.

It's okay. It's okay.
We're gonna be okay.

We're gonna figure it out.

Entrez.

Okay, do you remember those
choose your own adventure books?

Right. They probably weren't
translated into French.

- What are these?
- Three distinct itineraries.

Our prospective couple can
choose just how adventurous

they want their evening
in our fair city to be.

I thought you had
plans for tonight.

I do. But I've booked the
limo, made the reservations,

and added your name to

every velvet rope list in town.

The planning's done.

All you have to do is
close the deal with your...

sparkling personality.

Was that sarcasm?

You know, just when I
think you'll never get me.

Merci, Josslyn.

I will miss your company tonight.

Admit
it--

You underestimated
me when we first met.

Perhaps.

But perhaps you are different now.

Perhaps I am.

Have fun.

Everything all right?

Uh, how are you?

Is that why you called?

N-no. The, um, shower's

doing that-- that
plinking thing again.

Well, did you tighten the handle?

Uh, I did, yeah, but I don't know.

I might not be strong enough.

Are you asking me to fix it?

If it's not an imposition.

I can't today, Savi. I'm swamped.

Okay.

Uh, don't--don't worry
about it. It's fine.

Try some bathroom
cork around the head.

You can get it at
any hardware store.

Great. Uh, I'll try that. Thanks.

You're gonna have
to start figuring out

how to do this stuff
on your own, Sav.

Okay.

You're right.

I-I gotta go. Okay. Thanks.

$80 for an estimate?

But I already told you
what the problem was.

$500?

No, thank you. No, thank you.

It's a leak, not a flood.

I thought you could use this.

Helped my sister with
exhaustion when she was pregnant.

Gentle Buzz, no side effects.

That's... really sweet.

And I don't want
to seem ungrateful,

but it's kind of a long
drive for a box of tea, huh?

Well, also you forgot this.

Not that you have to do any work,

but you know, don't want those
Liebermans coming after you.

Ugh. Does this tea help
with pregnancy brain?

Because I officially have it.

Well, we could make
a cup and find out.

Okay.

I'm gonna need you to do more
research on some of these law firms.

My top two choices
aren't available,

and I'm not comfortable
with the rest of these.

Of course. When do you need it by?

Yesterday.

Dr. Kim?

Sam.

I'm sorry. I don't know
what to say right now.

I wasn't expecting to see you.

I know.

I realize I still
owe you an explanation

and I wanted to
call you, but--

It's okay.

I mean, it's not why I'm here.

I know about the lawsuit.

I can't discuss that with you.

I know.

I wanted to apologize.

What my mom's doing to
you-- it's not right.

I tried to talk her out
of it, but it's no use.

She's out for blood.

I thought I should warn you.

Thank you. I gathered as much.

So do you have a plan then?

I don't even have a lawyer yet.

Well, that's not good.

I get it, by the way.

What do you get?

Everything.

As soon as I found out
about you and my dad,

a lot of things made
so much more sense.

I hate that you found
out the way you did.

I should've told you the
truth from the beginning.

I'm glad you didn't.

I never would've gotten
to know you if you told me.

I wish things could've
turned out differently.

Me, too.

I was just thinking,

I should pick Alex up
for a pregame cocktail.

Oh no, that sucks.

Do you need me to bring you
something? Soup? Ibuprofen?

Okay. Well, text me
if you need anything.

Okay.

Olivia, it's Joss.

Which adventure did they choose?

I'll be right there.

What?

I'm sorry.

Are you hungry?

Uh, not as hungry as
you are, apparently,

but yeah, I-I could eat.

Okay. Let me see what I have.

No. No. No. Sit. I got it.

Savi.

Um, what are you doing here?

Joss, right?

We haven't been properly
introduced. I'm Dominic Taylor.

I know who you are. You
didn't answer my question.

Well, your sister
fell asleep at work,

so I just stopped by to
see if she needed anything.

Savi doesn't need anything

while she works things
out with her husband.

All righty then.

And just so you know, I
will never wear your T-shirt.

I'm on team Harry.

Oh, uh, well, good for you.

You're not even gonna try

to deny that you have
feelings for my sister.

She's a good friend.

Oh, please. I know what happened.

You two are hardly platonic.

You're probably right.

Then let me be very clear. Okay?

Savi loves Harry.

You're not gonna win.

We'll see.

Life's a negotiation, and
I'm a damn good lawyer.

I'm sure you are.

Paul Malloy?

April's friend.

Boyfriend. Richard.

Can I come in?

I saw you two together at her shop.

So Lucy's not the only
one you've been stalking?

You a father, Richard?

I am.

Then you know better than to
talk about another man's child.

April sic you on me or something?

I came on my own,

to get you to do what
she asked you to do--

Leave.

You're really into her, aren't you?

I mean, I-I get it.

April's an incredible woman.

Which makes you god knows what
kind of fool to abandon her.

I'm still her husband.

You're just the guy keeping
my side of the bed warm, man.

Stay away from April
and stay away from Lucy.

Or what?

Or April might not
go to the police,

but I will.

For your bus ticket home.

I don't need your charity, man.

Really? Cause I've heard
you had trouble with money

the last couple of years.

Dr. Kim?

I'm Natalie Wade.

I'm sorry.

Uh, my assistant
must've made a mistake.

I don't see a late
appointment on my schedule.

I'm not a patient.
I'm your new attorney.

Is that all you want?

It's all you have.

Sorry. I forgot to do food shopping

for, like, the last six years.

That's right.
He's a--

He's a chef.

Yep.

Yeah. Well, yeah, I'm-- I'm
not that hungry. It's okay.

No, it's not okay.

I have no food in the house,
my plumbing doesn't work,

- I'm sleeping on the job.
- Napping.

It's okay to be a
disaster by myself,

but how can you bring
a little human being

into this crap storm?

I mean, mothers are
supposed to have it together,

You know? I mean...

I'm sure the baby's
gonna want to eat

something other than mustard.

They don't need condiments until
they're at least 6 weeks old.

Okay. We need a break.

Come on. Let's go.

Maybe it's not such a good idea.

I'll drive.

Okay.

Okay. Where do you wanna start?

How about we start
with who sent you here.

You have friends in high places.

Let's leave it at that.

I spoke with Huxley Insurance.

They uncovered two pharmacy
prescriptions for morphine

that came from you,

which is weird, since
you're not an oncologist.

- I can explain that.
- You might need to.

More pressing is that I
believe her attorneys are

gonna suggest that you not
only prescribed the morphine,

but you also administered
the fatal dose

the night that Thomas died.

They're gonna say you did it.

What? But I didn't.

I believe you.

No, Miss Wade, you
have to understand.

Elizabeth has a
vendetta against me.

I believe you. This is a civil suit

that would only win the income lost

due to Thomas' untimely death.

Since the doctors only
gave him weeks to live,

it wouldn't amount to much.

So she's not after the money.

No.

She wants to drag your
reputation through the mud.

She wants to ruin you, Karen.

Where do we start?

We start with one
important question--

do you remember where you were
the night Thomas passed away?

I remember it clearly.

I was at home alone.

So you don't recall?

No, I just said
that I was--

That you don't recall.

Of course, I'd
prefer it if you knew

who it was that you were with.

But if you don't, it's simply
okay to say you don't remember.

You have an active social
life, a lot of friends.

Are you sure you
weren't with one of them?

No.

I won't do that.

Think about it.

So what do you think of L.A.?

Oh, it's just so bright.

I never see so many people
wearing non-ironic pink fluorescent

as I drive through L.A.

You mean slog through.

Traffic at 2:00 A.M.?
How do you put up with it?

Oh, I take shortcuts through
the canyon in my convertible,

but I drive with the
top down all year long.

Try that during east
coast winter, huh?

You do have one
thing going for you.

Your struggling actresses are
far more attractive than ours.

Anyway, wait until you taste
these martinis. They are to die.

Dinner was lovely

and, uh, the fancy
martinis are tasty,

but what exactly is so
kinky about this itinerary?

Five, four,

three, two...

The cabaret may have
been created in Paris,

but it was perfected in Hollywood.

Told you.

Richard, oh, my God.

What happened?

I got in a fight. It's
not as bad as it looks.

Wh-- oh,
you're bleeding.

Really?

Still?

What kind of fight?

Who did this? You
should call the police.

Yeah, I suggested
that, but you said no.

What?

Oh, my God. Please
tell me you didn't.

I just wanted to talk to him.

You went to see
Paul? Are you insane?

For the record, I didn't
throw the first punch.

Why would you do that?

You said he wasn't
listening to you.

So you thought he'd listen to you?

I was trying to help.

I didn't want your help.
I didn't ask for your help.

Now you just went

and made it a million times
worse by going all caveman.

This is my situation to deal with.

I thought the point
of our situation

was that we wouldn't have
to deal with things alone.

Okay, you crossed the line,

and if you
can't see that--

- Fine.
- Richard

No. No. You can't ask me to
be your shoulder to cry on

when you're upset and then
get pissed when I try to help.

Either I'm involved or I'm not.

So what do you want?

Yeah.

That's what I thought.

I can't remember the last time

I was in jeans, at a mall,

on a weekday.

Feels pretty good, right?

Yeah, I also haven't
been to the happy hour,

or a movie...

or eaten processed food.

Okay. So you're
missing something there,

'cause as far as I'm concerned,
cheese just doesn't taste right

unless it's nuclear orange.

So, um...

how far along are you now?

Almost nine weeks.

Getting excited?

Mm, I think I'm more
nervous than excited.

You? Nervous? I don't believe it.

Well, believe it.

Which part?

Well, it's just--every
time I try to figure out

what it's gonna be like
or--or--or look like,

I-I just can't see it, you know,

and how am I ever gonna have time

to take my kid to a playground?

You know, I haven't even had time

to buy a stroller or a crib yet.

Whoa. You haven't
gotten a crib yet?

Uh, forget about it.
You can't do this.

I'm serious.

Okay, look, my mom
worked full-time.

Somehow I still
made it to the park.

You know it just--
it just happens.

No, it doesn't just happen.

No, you're right. My
mom made it happen.

She got food on the table,
she got clothes on my back,

and for my 4th birthday,

she got me the coolest
little green bike. It was--

I was big on green.

And she was all by herself?

Mm-hmm. Single mom.

I just never imagined
that that would be me.

You know, none of this
is happening the way...

I pictured it.

So?

Just 'cause it's not
how you imagined it

doesn't mean it can't work.

You just have to let
go of your expectations.

Be happy about life's
little surprises.

You know, like, uh...

like enjoying a lemonade slushie

on a Friday night in Glendale.

You're gonna be fine, Savannah.

And that baby
in there--

It's gonna be amazing.

You mean if it's yours, right?

No.

Because it's yours.

I've looked at this from every
angle. The numbers don't add up.

If we don't
do something--

start lunch service,
cut back on staff--

Savannah's is done.

What about Savi?

I'm not talking about your wife.

I'm talking about the restaurant.

It's game over

if we don't make
some serious changes.

Right-o.

You don't even know the
rules to baseball, Harry.

Have you listened anything I said?

Um, yeah. Um...

More customers, more revenue.

It's more than that.

Look, I took you out tonight

so I could have
your full attention.

Jeff, doom and gloom
is your thing, mate.

And we always end up in the clear.

Don't we? Now relax
and have a beer.

Be my wingman?

No, mate.

Hey, Savi. It's me.

I just wanted to say
thanks for your help

and I'm sorry about this morning.

I'll call you tomorrow.

You are not enjoying yourself.

Oh. Sure I am.

You don't have to lie to me

because I'm your boss, Josslyn.

You have done
outstanding work tonight.

It is all that matters.

I've been here one time too many.

The effect starts to wear off.

You have been, um, overexposed.

That's the understatement
of the year.

Honestly, I'd rather
be with Alex right now.

I feel bad. I haven't
even checked in

to see how she's feeling.

Do you mind if I just slip
out, make a call really quick?

No. No. Not at all.

You wear commitment well, Josslyn.

Uh, you want these
anywhere in particular?

Uh, you can just put
'em right there for now.

Okay.

Fixed your shower.

Already, huh?

Knock yourself out.

No, Harry,
uh, j--

I have the worst timing in history.

You okay?

He told me to fix it myself.

He wasn't supposed to be here.

Once he's cooled down, you
can tell him what happened.

No, he won't believe me.

Well, you want me to stay?

No.

I'm sorry. I'm--I'm
not mad at you.

I-I get it.

I get it.

They have requested a tour
of properties tomorrow.

Afternoon, of course.

They look to be
having a long night.

Hey. I'm glad I could help.

Good. Because you'll be
showing them around town.

They are officially your clients.

Et voila. Here is my car.

Bonsoir, madame.

Olivier, you needed a car in L.A.,

and you chose a Delorean?

I love "Back to the future."

What?

Oh, my god. Are you
serious right now?

Michael J. Fox--
he's a delight, no?

Oh, Olivier, I gotta
say, never a dull moment.

It's really cool.

It looks just like
the one in the movie.

That was the point.

But does it take you back in time?

Care to find out?

Yeah?

Oh, my god.

Can I come in?

Yeah.

You want to see Lucy.

This is all you get.

When I'm done, you're done.

Okay.

Her, um...

7th birthday,

She fell and skinned her knee

playing "Red light, green light,"

So I let her have
two slices of cake.

The second grade
class trip to Big Bear.

It was the first time
she'd ever seen snow.

Couldn't get her off that sled.

Christmas two years ago,

she knew Santa wasn't real,

but she played along for me.

You still put out my stocking?

And your Easter basket.

And we bake you a red
velvet cake on your birthday.

I tell Lucy you're with
her everywhere she goes.

Thank you.

Sam, what
are you--

I just want to check in and
see how it went with Natalie.

You sent her to me?

Uh, I thought she
would've told you.

No. I
thought--

Never mind.

Thank you for doing
that. She's terrific.

Yeah. M-my dad hated going
up against her in court,

so I figured she had
to be pretty good.

Why didn't you tell me
you were sending her over?

If I did, you would've
refused my help.

You're so used to being
there for other people.

You're not good at
asking for what you need.

Would you like to come in?

So does she think you have a case?

I don't know.

It's complicated.

I feel strange discussing
this with you, Sam.

Why?

I'm the only other person
who knows my mom is lying.

Yes, and that's the problem.

What do you mean?

I was alone that night,

the night your father died,

which is making things difficult.

You need an alibi.

I'll figure something out.

Use me.

No, Sam.

Why not? You could say...

I was upset about my father dying.

I wanted to talk to someone.

It'd be easy.

I could never ask you to
lie for me like that, Sam.

You didn't ask. I offered.

How did I get here?

I can't believe this is happening.

It's gonna be okay.

I'm so sorry.

Don't be.

Just let me help you.

I-I want to help you.

I'd do anything for you, Karen.

Thank you.

Perhaps this may
continue over a nightcap?

Non. Merci.