Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 1, Episode 2 - Setting the Table - full transcript

Zoila is irritated by Valentina's attempts to get closer to Remi.

Previously on "Devious Maids"...

We have to go to the police.

They need to know the truth
about Flora.

Why?
They already arrested someone.

Maybe he didn't do it.

I wanna get out of here, mom.

I'm working on it, baby.

We're hoping to find someone
to live in.

That's the situation
that I'm looking for.

What about the girl who got killed?

Those people she worked for,
they're... strange.



Are you ambitious, Marisol?

I found a lawyer for immigration.

He said that he can help me
bring Miguel to America.

Who's Miguel?
That's her kid back in Guadalajara.

I like waiting on you.

Rich boys? They never fall
in love with the help.

Do you have a crush on me?

I'm not admittin' nothing.

This is Bonita's replacement?
Her name is Carmen.

(Carmen)
The only reason I took this job

was so I could become friends
with Alejandro.

If you play him your music,
I will fire you.

What is this?
It's nothing.

(Odessa)
Carmen!



(Gasps)
Aah!

Odessa! Are you okay?

So when does Odessa get back
from the hospital?

It should be about a week.

But you don't gotta worry
about a thing.

Carmen and I are gonna take
great care of this place.

See that you do.

(Engine starts)

So what do we do first?

I say lets get crazy
and wax the floors.

Carmen?

It's not right.

What's not?

Alejandro's never here.

Between his other houses
and all his touring,

he's in this house, what,
ten weeks a year?

If that.

Most of the time,
this amazing place is empty.

Nobody sits on the silk sofa.
Nobody plays the grand piano.

So what?
So it's immoral.

If God blesses you with nice things,
He expects you to use them.

Carmen!

We have to enjoy
what God has given us.

This is our way to thank Him.

Uh, what are you doing?

Well, if Alejandro won't thank God
for His many blessings,

I think someone
should do it for him.

What about the waxing?

Yeah, we'll get to it...

after I spend 20 minutes
in this pool...

(chuckles)
thanking God.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

I just didn't know you were this...

Religious?

(Laughs)

(Splashes)

(Indistinct conversations)

It's the police.

They say they need to talk
to you about your son.

I'm sorry to tell you this.

A girl was stabbed,
and Eddie had the knife.

The police investigation is over.

They're convinced
your son is guilty.

(Carmen)
Marisol.

Hey, guys.

Hi.

Have you seen this?

There's something in
here about your friend.

The one who was murdered.

They wrote about Flora?

And the boy who was arrested.

"Suspect in Maid Murder
maintains his innocence."

Well, what else is he gonna say?

Who knows?
Maybe he didn't do it.

They caught him with the knife.

He was hit on the head,
and when he came to,

the knife was in his hand.

This kid is being framed.

According to the article.

Well, I guess anything's possible.

Especially in that house.

Hey, anyone want grapes?
Mnh-Mnh.

Mnh-Mnh.

So... Did Flora ever
talk about the Powells?

Why would you ask that?

I was in their house last Friday.

I cleaned the room
that she was murdered in.

What was it like?

Ugh. There was blood everywhere.

It was awful.

Flora did talk about the Powells,

and she had nothing good
to say about them.

Can we not talk about those people?

It's a nice day.
Let's just enjoy the grapes.

Well, Taylor has a luncheon today.

So I better get to the store.

Marisol. Do me a favor.

Stay away from the Powells.

Why?

Well, if that boy was framed,

I'm willing to bet they had
something to do with it.

Good to know.

Page 43.

What?

If Flora was white,
she would have been on page one.

(Sighs)

You going to the movies tonight?

A bunch of us are going to see
"White Heat" at the Music Hall.

I'm trying to get Glen here
to go with us.

Dude, it's in black and white.

Yeah, but it's not boring.
I swear.

James Cagney plays this psychopath
who goes around killing all these people.

If he killed 'em in color,
I'd consider it.

(Sighs)

(Scoffs) Why are boys always
so obsessed with violence?

Aren't there any young men who like films
about romance and heartbreak?

(Glen)
Yes.

And they see those films
while dating other young men.

(Chuckles)
Now that you mention it,

I always thought you were gay.

Yeah. She says things like that.

Mom.
(Clears throat)

Do you remember
what we talked about?

Oh, that's right.

When your friends are here,
I'm invisible.

(Chuckles)

Come on.
You gotta check it out.

Sorry, dude.

I just don't like old movies.

I do. I like old movies.

Really?

Sure.
I just saw "Rear Window" last week.

You're into Hitchcock?

Oh, sure. I love "Rebecca"

and "Strangers on a Train,"

and "North by Northwest."

Really?

(Laughs)
I had no idea.

(Valentina and Remi laugh)

No, I haven't.
(Laughs)

How have you not seen "Psycho"?
I know. I know.

How can I call myself a Hitchcock fan?
(Laughs)

Valentina.

I need help with the groceries.

Excuse me.

So what was going on in there?

Nothing.
We were just talking.

Must have been important
for you to sit down at the table.

It wasn't important.

We were just laughing
about something.

Mr. Remi can laugh with his friend.
You're here to work.

Mami.

He is your employer,
not your friend.

If you cannot remember that,
I will take you out of this house.

Do you understand?

(Spence)
Rosie!

Spence, stop.
You're just embarrassing yourself.

Is something wrong?

Maybe.
Is this my underwear?

What?

I found 'em under our bed,
and it's not my brand.

I bought them for you a year ago.

Well, I've never seen them before.

I'm strictly Calvin Klein,
and this is...

this is some Italian name
I can't even pronounce.

Okay, okay, you are so paranoid,
I can't even deal with you right now.

Tell him you've seen these,
like, a million times.

Stop coaching her.
Stop yelling. You're scaring her.

I am not.
She's terrified.

Tell him you're terrified.
Stop telling her what to say!

(Groans)

I'm sorry, Rosie.

I'm upset
because I'm worried another man

has left his underwear
in my bedroom.

But I trust you to tell me
the truth.

So for the last time,
do you recognize these?

I think so.

You think?

Yes, I've seen them.

Mm-hmm.

Oh.

Well, my mistake.

No harm, no foul.

Now you've gotta get dressed
if you're gonna make your call time.

(Mouths words)

(Indistinct conversations)

Hello, Mrs. Powell.

(Gasps)
Marisol, how are you doing?

Good. How about you?

Have you had any luck
finding a housekeeper?

No.

The agency sent over this one woman.
She was stone-cold deaf.

I need someone who can react
when I'm screaming at them.

(Whispers)
Shrimp puffs.

(Indistinct conversations continue)

You know, I could come
and help you if you like.

That's sweet, but aren't
you here full-time?

I could come on my day off.

Your day off?

Why are you so eager
to work for Adrian and me?

You seem like nice people.

No, we don't.

And I need the money.

That I understand.

So... what do you say?

I say your hearing is good,
and I'm desperate.

Let's do it.
Great.

Just make sure you get
Taylor's permission first.

Taylor has no say over
what I do on my day off.

Marisol, we have a saying
here in Beverly Hills.

To steal another woman's husband
is rude,

but to steal her maid
is unforgivable.

Fine. I'll ask her.

But I'm sure
it won't be a problem.

Absolutely not.

What?

You heard me.
I don't want you working there.

May I ask why not?

Because you should be resting
on your day off

so you're fresh
for when I need you.

This will not affect my work.

I don't care.
It just makes me uncomfortable.

But why?
It would be a few hours a week,

and I'd be helping out
your friend.

Evelyn Powell comes to my home
several times a month.

I feed her.
I smile at her jokes.

But make no mistake.
She is not a friend of mine.

No need to apologize.

I had a feeling
she might feel that way.

All right.
Well, you take care. Bye.

(Slams phone down)

Who was that?

Marisol offered to work for us
one day a week.

Taylor said no.

Marisol offered?

Well, her manner was casual,
but I could tell

it was something
she very much wanted.

Really?

You're wearing your smug smile.

The one that makes me
want to strike you.

The day Marisol worked here,
we spoke.

It was only for a few moments,
but...

I could tell she was interested.

For the last time, darling,
when a woman's skin crawls,

it doesn't mean
she's attracted to you.

So Taylor said no, huh?

Well, you know how she feels
about us.

Still, I shall have to have a talk
with her.

You know, we could always
find another maid.

No.

I want Marisol.

(Indistinct conversations)

Valentina?

Oh. Hi, Remi.

What are you doing here?

I told you I liked old movies.

I decided I had to check Cagney out.
(Chuckles)

Hi.

Hi.
Oh, sorry.

Guys, this is Valentina.

This is Alyssa, Dan, Stacey...

Hi.
Alli, Kelly, and James.

Hey.

So are you by yourself?
I called my friend, but she flaked.

You want to sit with us?

Yeah.
Oh.

I guess I could.

Cute dress.
Where'd you get it?

I made it.
Shut up.

Yeah. I'm gonna be a designer.

By the way, I love your shoes.

Are they Marc Jacobs?

Good eye.

We like the new girl.

(Laughs)

So do I.

Ah, here we go.
Come on, guys.

(Rosie)
I don't like to lie.

Those underwears...

They do not belong to Mr. Spence.

Of course they don't.

I've been wanting to explain.

It's... actually a really funny story.

I like to laugh.

So while you were in San Diego
seeing that immigration lawyer,

this actor in my movie
came over to rehearse.

And it was really hot that day,

so we decided to run lines
in the pool.

And when he left, he must
have asked a million times,

"Do I have everything?"

but he clearly didn't
because he, you know...

(laughs)
he left his underwear behind.

(Laughs)

Rosie, I know what you must
be thinking,

but... I've told you the truth.

Then why not tell Mr. Spence?

Because he's insecure.

And he would assume the worst.

For God sake, Rosie.

He's my husband.

Just because we fight,

it doesn't mean
we don't love each other.

I would never hurt him like that.

This actor...

You swear you didn't...

(Clicks tongue)
You know?

I swear on the life of my child.

Okay.

I won't say nothing
to Mr. Spence.

Thank you.

I should have been born rich.

We're right there with you, mija.

No, no, no.
It's different for me.

You guys know how
to pull off poverty.

I don't.

Was that a compliment?

Who cares?

I'm on a beach
with Enrique Iglesias.

Mm.

See, ever since I was a kid,

I knew I was meant
to own nice things,

not clean them.

I don't think
you ever cleaned this.

It's disgusting.

Rosie, for the next hour,
we're on vacation.

You ain't gotta keep thinking
like a maid.

I was thinking like someone
who wants to put her drink down.

Carmen, if you like money so much,
why don't you do

what the rest of Beverly Hills
does?

Marry a rich guy.

Because then it's his money,
and he has the power.

And that is unacceptable.

Okay, ladies.
It's time to be quiet.

Mm.
Let's just savor the moment.

(Sam)
Carmen!

Son of a bitch!
(Huffs)

(Sighs)
Okay.

(Chuckles)
Stay here.

I'll be back.

I mean,
how can she not wipe this down?

It's all gross.

I'm trying to pass out here.

Either grab a rag or shut up.

(Laughs)

What is going on here?

I'm allowed to take a lunch break.

Inside, by yourself.
Who are those people?

My friends.

Well, I-I want them out of here.

Ten more minutes.
No.

Please.
No.

Why are you being so mean?

We're not allowed
to have guests here.

Why should I risk my job
so that you can play hostess?

Okay, ten more minutes.

Oh, baby, after that kiss,
I deserve at least 15.

Say it for me.

What?

Come on.
You know what I want to hear.

Oh.
(Chuckles)

Um...
(Clears throat)

Top of the world, ma.

(Laughs)

That kills me.
(Chuckles)

Hey, next week we're going
see "Double Indemnity."

You in?

I'll have to check.

"Top of the world, ma"?

Yeah, I went to the movies
last night

and I ran into Remi.

Like the hook ran into the fish.

It was no big deal.

I told you to stay away from him.

At work.

But when I'm outside of this house,
I can hang out with whoever I want.

He is your employer.
You are his maid.

Either way, he likes me.

Yeah.
He said that to his friends.

And they like me, too.

Do they know
you scrub his toilet?

Every mother
wants the best for her child.

Why don't you?

You and I have different ideas
about what's best.

Remi is what's best for me.

And I'm gonna be a part of his life
whether you like it or not.

(Sighs)

Isn't it nice to have Remi back?

Oh, it is.

I don't think I knew
how much I missed him.

I sure hope he stays for a while.

I can only imagine
how bored he must be.

Bored?

He's been living in a frat house.

You know what those places
are like...

Pledge parties and keggers,

pretty girls constantly passing by.

It's only natural for Remi
to miss that kind of excitement.

I know!

We'll have a party here.

Here?

Sure.

I can throw a better party
than some silly little fraternity.

And Remi can invite
as many friends as he wants.

And you don't have
to worry about the catering.

Valentina and I can take
care of everything.

(Rosie speaking indistinctly)

What are you still doing here?

I couldn't find my car keys.

Well, you've gotta get to the store.

We're completely out of coffee.

It's on the list.
Hey, say good-bye to mama.

Yeah, he's adorable.
Just go.

(Tires screech)

(Both moaning)

Oh!

You know how hot you are?

I do, but tell me anyway.
Mm.

(Pants)

(Moaning)

Aah!

What the hell?
Who is that?

My maid.

(Panting)

What is she doing?

Uh... Rosie?

The coffee...

Did you want French roast
or Colombian?

Can we discuss this later?

Peri Westmore's cheating
on her husband?

Oh, yes. With an actor.

Which one?

He played a detective in that movie
where there was a murder.

Oh, him.

So you're not gonna tell Spence,
are you?

Sure. Why wouldn't I?

Because you don't know
how he'll react.

He could get violent.

You think?

If I found out Pablo
was with another woman,

I would get violent.

Everything below his waist
belongs to me.

(Women chuckle)

It's not much, but it's mine.
(Women laugh)

So is Peri in love with this guy
or is it just casual sex?

What's the difference?

Either way, it's a sin,
and a sin is wrong.

You see, this attitude is why
we don't hang out on weekends.

You should've seen Peri's
face when I came in.

Huh. That cualquiera knew
it was over.

Okay, you're not fond of her.
We get that.

But you shouldn't tell Spence
just to get back at her.

If you like him
as much as you say...

I do. He's a good man.

Well, then make sure that knowing the truth
is the best thing for him.

Because once you tell someone

that the person they love
is cheating on them,

you change their life forever.

(Speaking indistinctly)

...your little friends...

Marisol, you're back.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Not at all.

In fact, we were just talking
about you.

Oh?

Oh, yes.

Taylor has something to tell you.

Don't you, sweetheart?

I've, uh, changed my mind.

You can work
at the Powells' house.

Really?

Are you sure?

Oh, we had a little talk.
She's absolutely sure.

Now tell me, Marisol,
when's your day off?

Tomorrow.

Great, but I have to warn you,
my home is...

positively filthy.

I'm tired.
I'm going to my room for a little while.

Taylor.
(Door closes)

(Exhales deeply)

What did he say
to change your mind?

He's just very persuasive.

And cruel.

(Playing piano)

(Singing in Spanish)

(Singing in Spanish continues)

(Song ends)

(Exhales)

I didn't know you were back.

That was beautiful.

Thanks.
I wrote that.

You?
Yeah.

Wrote that?

You sound surprised.
(Laughs)

(Laughs)

It's just so... sad.

Yeah, well, I've been through
some stuff.

Bad breakup?

I can sing about it,
but I can't talk about it.

Mm. Okay.

Can I ask you something else?

Sure.

Why are you in a towel?

Right!

(Both laugh)

I just took a shower.

Where?

In Alejandro's bathroom.

Carmen...

Oh, I've had my eye
on that showerhead since day one.

(Sighs)
And it did not disappoint.

I'm glad you had fun.

(Both laugh)

You've been so nice to me...

letting me play
while the cat's away.

It's just because, you know,

I like you.

(Laughs)

I'm gonna go put on my on my clothes
so I can start my work.

And you like me, too, right?

Not in the way you mean.

Really?

Because... you kissed me.

You took off your clothes
in front of me.

These are traditionally
female signs of encouragement.

Oh, Sam, you shouldn't
take me so seriously.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

So... what, are you...

You just playing me?

Hey, don't be rude.

I'm rude?

You're the one running around
in a towel

flirting with me
to get out of work.

Okay, calm down.

Is that why your last boyfriend
dumped you?

What, he got sick
of being jerked around?

Sam!

(Creaks)

Oh, God. Is that...

No, no, no, no.
No, she's still in the hospital.

I'm back if anybody cares.

Oh!

(Whispers)
Oh, my God.

If she sees me like this,
I'm screwed.

Please. You gotta help me.

(Discordant notes playing on piano)

Sam?

Hey, Odessa.
(Chuckles) You're back.

What are you doing
to Alejandro's piano?

Just wiping off some dust.

You should've called.
I would've picked you up.

Oh, I couldn't wait.
The nurses were annoying.

Oh. You want me to take your
bag to the room? Come on.

Where is the Spanish girl?

Carmen? (Scoffs) I'm sure
she's around here somewhere.

Mr. Spence, can I talk to you?

Uh, sure.

What's up?

(Exhales)
Well...

Oh, God.
You're not gonna quit, are you?

No, no.
Why would you think that?

Do you know how many housekeepers
we've been through?

I've heard my wife called a bitch
in five languages.

Well, I will never say that.

So you're happy here?

'Cause I don't know what
we would do without you.

Mm. You're such a nice man.

Are you happy?

Oh.
(Chuckles)

You must be referring
to my marriage.

Well, obviously, you know,
it's been difficult.

You know that.

You've heard us fighting.

Have you ever thought
of leaving her?

Sure.
(Chuckles)

I can't. We have a kid.

My folks were divorced,

and for years, I was a rope
in a very nasty game of tug-of-war.

And, no, I will not let
that happen to my son.

So I gotta stick it out.

Hey, what's going on there?

You remind me of Ernesto.

Your husband?

He always said,
"El ni?o es lo primero."

The child comes first.

He was a wonderful father.

(Chuckles)

Just like you.

That's quite a compliment.

Thank you.

(Inhales)

So is this what you came
to talk to me about?

Yes.

And you're sure
you're happy here?

Mm.
As long as I'm working for you,

I am happy.

(People speaking indistinctly)

What's going on?

Miss Genevieve is having a party.

What kind of party?

She's screening an old movie
for Remi and his friends.

You know some of 'em, right?

(Indistinct conversations)

Yes.

(Indistinct conversations continue)

Why don't you go up and find out
what everyone wants to drink?

Mami, I can't go up there.

Why not?

I just can't.

I'm sorry, sweetheart,

but this is your job.

(Indistinct conversations)

Valentina, hey.
You made it.

Hey, Dan, guys.

It's so good to see you.

But as a member of the fashion police,
I have to read you your rights.

What are you wearing?

It's my uniform.

Uniform?

Guys, Valentina works here.

She's the maid.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It's okay.

Well, um...

if it's not too much trouble,
could I get a beer?

Sure.

Anything for you guys?

I'll have the same.

But I want mine in a glass.

(Indistinct conversations continue)

(Remi)
Valentina.

You gonna hang out with us?

I can't.

I'm working.

(Fizzes)

You still don't understand
what I'm trying to protect you from,

but one day, you will.

So if you need to hate me for a while,
go right ahead.

I love you so much,

I can wait for you
to understand.

(Opens drawer)

I finished cleaning
the rest of the house.

So you're ready to start
in here?

Hope I'm not interrupting.

Not at all.

It won't take long.

Please.

Take your time.

You're gonna stay?

I love to watch women clean.

I find it... soothing.

That's an unusual thing
to admit.

Do I intrigue you, Marisol?

I'm not sure that's exactly
the word I would use.

Ah.

No, no, no.
Let's start with the dusting.

That way we can talk.

(Grunts)

I have so many questions
I want to ask you.

You probably have
some questions for me, too.

Now that you mention it.

I'll let you go first.

Your maid, the one who died...

Flora.

Did you like to watch her clean?

(Rag squeaking on table)
I did.

Why do you want to work here?

I need the money.

Are you lying?

(Chuckles)
Now that's another question.

(Laughs)
It's my turn.

So it is.

(Clears throat)

What was your relationship
to Flora?

(Rag brushes table)

That's not so easy to answer.

Flora was many things to me.

She was my confidante,
my confessor,

my muse...

and my partner in crime.

Meaning what?

Ah, ah. My turn.

Why are you so interested
in Flora?

She was murdered in this room.

Isn't it only natural
that I'd be inquisitive?

I suppose.

Now this is a politically
incorrect question,

but I just have to ask it.

Yes?

What kind of maid uses the word...

"inquisitive"?

The kind who knows
how to read.

(Snaps)

Oh, Marisol.
I am having so much fun.

I'm glad, but at this rate,

it's gonna take me forever
to clean this room.

We're paying you by the hour, so...
lucky you.

Oh, no, no, no.

Don't put that there.
They're grouped by color.

Should I move this one?

Please.

(Gasps)
Wait. What was that?

Nothing.

Mr. Powell, please.
Who wrote that?

I'm sorry, Marisol!

The time for questions is over.

(Sighs)

So I guess you haven't told Spence
about what happened.

No.

I could not hurt such a fine man.

(Smacks)

Do you hate me?

Would it matter?

Well...

at the very least,

thanks for not saying anything.

I washed those sheets...

But they will never be clean.

Hey.

I wanted to say thank you.

You know, for what you did for me.

No big deal.

Oh, it was.

If Odessa had caught me,
I would have lost my job.

Well, she didn't.

So...

(Inhales and exhales)

Oh, Sam.

You really are a good guy,
you know?

Please don't do that.

Okay. Why?

You know how I feel about you.

Sam.

So do me a favor.

Don't touch me
or walk around naked,

'cause...

it just confuses me.

It's not you.

I can't be in relationship
with anybody.

Why?

You know that man
I wrote the song about?

He didn't care about my dreams.

He tried to stop me.

Just so you know.

I would never do that.

I can't take that chance.

(Sighs)

Morning, Valentina.

I wanted to thank you

for all your hard work last night.

Remi's friends had such a good time.

(Sniffles)

Have you been crying?

No.

(Exhales)

Please.

I'd recognize that look anywhere.

You're mourning over some man.

Who is it, sweetheart?
Who's making you cry?

I can't tell you.

It's not Abundio, is it?

Abundio?

He's our landscaper,
and I've got dibs.

I've been priming that pump
since the day he trimmed my hibiscus.

It's Remi.

Remi?

You like Remi?

For... as long as I can remember.

Every time I see him,
it's like my face is on fire.

Oh.

Then it isn't just a crush?

No.

I love him.

(Sighs)

Well...

That is a glorious thing,

to be in love.

I'm envious.

And you're not angry?

'Cause I'm just a maid.

Oh, no, no, no, darling.

That is what you do.

That's not who you are.

You are sweet and kind.

And I'd be thrilled
to have my son be with you.

(Laughs)

Does Remi know how you feel?

I don't think so.

Well, you must tell him.

But I don't know how.

Mm. I understand.

Well, don't worry.
I'll help you.

You'd do that?

The duty of the old
is to help the young find love.

And since there are
no old people around,

it's up to me.

Mrs. Delatour, you can't
tell my mother about this.

She doesn't think Remi and I
should be together.

Why not?

I think she's worried
Remi only sees me as the help.

She should give my son
more credit.

So...

You won't tell her
that you're gonna help me?

Oh, no.

This will be our little secret.

So... you and Flora,

how serious were you?

I told you, we just went out
on a few dates.

Why?

Because I found something
that might help us. A note.

From Flora?

I think so. I'm not sure.
It wasn't signed.

Show it to me.
I can recognize her handwriting.

I can't.
Adrian Powell took it from me.

What'd it say?

She was upset.

Someone had hurt her.

And I'm thinking,
if he hurt her once...

Maybe that's who killed her.

Mr. Powell has an alibi,
doesn't he?

Yes, but I think he knows
who she was talking about.

Can you get him to tell you?

(Inhales)

There's a way I could get Adrian Powell
to tell me almost anything.

But I'd prefer
to get the note back.