Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 1, Episode 3 - Wiping Away the Past - full transcript

Marisol and Taylor run into Michael's ex-wife. And she reveals that she knows Taylor's secret which they thought no one knew. So Michael decides to move away before she tells. But Marisol can't go so she tries to find a way to make sure that Michael's ex doesn't tell anyone. Genevieve helps Valnetina spend time with Remi. And when Zoila finds out what she did, she leaves. Rosie gets bad news about her son coming into the country. She tries to ask Peri for help but she doesn't want to. But Spence does and when she thanks him, she's shocked by his reaction. And Carmen thinks a producer is interested in her music. But Sam warns her that he might interested in things other than her music.

What the heck is kohlrabi?

It's a German turnip.

Does it taste good?

It's a German turnip.

(Sighs)

Daikon? Uh, komatsuna?
This is why I miss Iowa.

People ate normal things

like potatoes and corn
and lard.

Again, just a dinner party.

You're not required to serve
gourmet food.

But these are our friends
from the country club.



I want to impress them.
I want to impress Michael.

Oh, you don't have to worry
about that.

He's crazy about you.

He is, isn't he?

Okay.
Let's go with the jicama.

I think I've heard of that one.

(Chuckles)

So for dessert, what do you...

(Lowered voice)
Is that Olivia?

(Lowered voice)
What am I gonna do?

- Relax. She hasn't seen us yet.
- Okay.

Oh!

(Clattering)

And now she has.



(Lowered voice)
Why is she coming over here?

(Lowered voice) It's okay.
I got your back.

Marisol,
I thought that was you.

Hello, Olivia.

I don't mean to interrupt,

but I've been wanting
to talk to you.

I feel I owe you an apology.

An apology?

I was so rude the other day.

I don't blame you for throwing
me out of Michael's house.

I deserved it.

Wow.

I'm really not a bad person,
Marisol.

I wish you could've known me
before the divorce,

back when I was happy.

Anyway, I hope you can
forgive me.

Sure I can,

but it was Taylor's party
that you ruined.

You should apologize to her.

Oh.

See, here's the problem.

I don't apologize to whores.

And I'm not speaking
metaphorically

when I use that word.

She's an actual whore.
Men used to pay her for sex.

In fact,
that's how she met Michael.

Oh, was that a secret?

Oops.

(Woman singing in Spanish)

(Woman continues singing in Spanish)

(Evelyn) Adrian!
(Record needle scratches)

(Gasps)

(Footsteps approach)

He's here.

(Clears throat)

Maxwell!
It's so good to see you.

My dear friends.

How many years has it been?

Too many.

(Kisses) How was your flight
from Savannah?

Bumpy, but I survived.

So sorry to hear about

you and Sheila
getting a divorce.

Yeah, and I was so sorry
to read about

your maid getting murdered.

Yes. Well, we've both had
a run of bad luck.

What are you doing?

I'm going to Remi's fraternity
to get the rest of his stuff.

Remember?

Yes, well, something's come up.

The spa
is out of my face cream,

so I need you to run
to the Valley

to pick up a jar.

Can't you have it delivered?

Well, that would take all day,
and I need it now.

When I looked in the mirror
this morning,

I found a new wrinkle.

Really? Just the one?

(Huffs)

I will ignore
that vicious attack

because you are about to do me
the sweetest of favors.

Fine. I will go all the way
to the Valley

for a single jar of face cream.

You know what?

Get yourself one, too.

I've seen tighter skin
on elbows.

(Laughs) I love the way
we tease each other.

Who has a better time
than we do?

I'll ask around.

And don't worry about Remi.

I'll let him know there's been
a change of plans.

He's all yours.

Thank you,
Mrs. Delatour.

(Hands rub together and clap)

Mm.

You ever get hungry?

Yeah.

Interesting.

And what do you do
in those situations?

Do you go to a place
where food is available...

I'm not going to dinner
with you, Sam.

What? (Chuckles) How did you
even jump to that?

Go away!

(Laughs)

All right.

Maybe you're under
the impression

that I try this hard
with every girl I meet.

- Uh... (Laughs)
- I don't.

I... I just got a feeling
about us.

And I think
you're feeling it, too.

Come on. Look me in the eye
and tell me I'm wrong.

Okay. I like you.

Let's say we go to dinner.
I continue to like you.

We have a couple of drinks.
I like you more.

It turns out
that you can dance,

and I like you
a little too much.

The next thing I know,

we're married,
we have two kids,

I stop singing, and then
I don't like you at all!

But those are
good-looking kids, right?

Seriously?
I got work to do.

(Huffs)
Okay.

But...

At some point, you are gonna
say yes to me.

No, Sam, I won't.

(Rustling)

¿Que tal, Rosita?

That lawyer promised he could
bring my son here.

But now he says that he needs
to file more papers.

That will cost
hundreds of dollars.

I can't afford that.

What am I gonna do?

Please don't ask for a loan.

Not before breakfast.

I wouldn't ask
if I wasn't so broke.

This is why
you should learn to save.

Maybe you shouldn't go
to the movies so much.

What?

Seriously. You could have
what you need in a few months.

I can't wait a few months.
I need my son, now.

Hey, watch your tone.

I'm sorry.

But this is important to me.

And after all I've done
for you,

I thought maybe
you'd want to help.

Oh, my God.

You're blackmailing me.

Huh?

That's what this is, isn't it?

You're trying to shake me down
because you saw me with Cody.

No, no.
I'm not shaking nobody.

You think you can control me?

Well, you can't.

I'm calling your bluff,
señorita.

You go ahead and tell
old Spence about my affair.

I'll get a divorce
before I give in to extortion.

What's going on?

Nothing.

I heard yelling.

(Huffs)
Rosie asked for a loan.

I said no.

We're done.

Unless there's something else

you wanted to say
to Mr. Spence.

I was 20 when I came to L.A.

And I just knew I was gonna be
in the movies.

The closest I got was a diner

across the street from Paramount.

You were a waitress?

For six years.

And I could never
make ends meet.

(Sighs)

And then one day
this man walks in,

and he seemed so nice.

We got to talking,
and this... nice man

tells me he has a lot of
lonely, rich friends.

And then he asked me if I'd like
to make some easy money.

Isn't it funny
how our lives can turn

on just one simple question?

And one stupid answer.

(Sighs)

(Voice breaking) God, if Olivia
starts telling people the truth,

Michael will be humiliated.

Then you should tell him.
Soon.

Will you be there when I do?

Please. I don't know
how he'll react.

(Sighs)

Sure. I'll be there.

Thank you.

And thanks for not judging me.

Oscar Wilde said,
"Every saint has a past,

and every sinner
has a future."

Well, which am I?

Aw, honey. You're both.

Just like the rest of us.

So we're at dinner,
and Sheila looks up and says,

"I'm tired
of listening to you talk."

That is how my wife decided
to end 20 years of marriage.

It is her loss, my darling.

No one ever thought
she deserved you.

Thank you, Evelyn.

The good news is,
you're single again,

in the prime of life.

This is your time
for adventure.

(Chuckles) Meaning what,
nightclubs, singles bars?

After all these years,

I'd feel a little lost
in that world.

You just need someone
to guide you. That's all.

Mm. Well...

Perhaps.

(Sets glass down)
I'm a little tired.

If you don't mind, I've been up
since 4:00 A.M. Eastern time.

Go on.
Take a little nap.

Thank you again
for holding my hand

during this depressing time.

We'll find a way
to lift your spirits.

Don't you worry.

No.

Excuse me?

I know what you're planning,
and I said no.

Our agreement doesn't
give you veto power.

Then I'll ask nicely.

This man is my friend.

Please leave him alone.

Oh, my God.

You have feelings for him.

Oh, don't be stupid.

Yes, you do. I can see it.

You have a little crush.

And you're fat.
So what?

Well, this is delicious.
Her heart beats.

Tell me more.

I'm serious, Adrian.

If you have
any regard for me whatsoever,

you will not involve him in
your disgusting little hobby.

So the question is,
do I have any regard for you?

Damn it, Adrian.

Don't corrupt him
just to hurt me.

I'm gonna introduce Maxwell Rose
to wanton carnality

for his own middle-aged good.

The fact that it will hurt you
is just a bonus.

The car's loaded.
If there's anything else,

you'll probably
have to come back for it.

Nah, I'm good.
This is just trash anyway.

Just let me throw it away,
and we can get going.

Wait. Wait.

Why are you throwing that away?

It's ruined.

It got ripped, see?

Only along the seam.

That's nothing.
I can fix that in two seconds.

Wh...
You carry a sewing kit?

I like to be prepared.

(Remi)
Wow.

That is amazing.

Not really.

Seriously. I wouldn't know
how to do that.

Well, you don't have to.
You have money.

Most people can't afford
to throw a shirt away

because of a little rip.

(Exhales)
Right.

You must think
I am spoiled rotten.

I think you're spoiled.

But not rotten.

Now take off your shirt.

(Huffs)
Excuse me?

I'm gonna want to see this
on you.

I'll be done in a minute.

Maybe two minutes.

(Both chuckle)

(Footsteps approach)

Hey there. You got a sec?

I'm so sorry
about what happened.

You know, it's one thing
for Peri to yell at me.

But for her to raise her voice
to you, that's inexcusable.

Don't worry about it.

I do.
I see how hard you work.

You're the one that makes
this house a home.

And I'm beyond grateful.

Thank you.

I understand
you need some money

to bring your son to America.

Yes.

I hope this helps.

(Gasps)

Oh.

Mr. Spence...

It's a gift, from me to you.

Peri doesn't need to know.

(Crying)
Thank you so, so much.

You're such a good man.

(Exhales)

And you are an amazing woman.

Mm.

He had an erection?

Yes.

A boner.

Un salchichón de cemento.

What did you say?

What could I say,
"Congratulations"?

I got outta there.

Congratulations?

Ohh. He's very big.

How big?

Uh...

Like this?

More like...
(Gasps)

...this.

- You lie.
- Oh, my...

- I swear.
- Can we put the produce away?

(Singsongy)
The gardener's staring.

So this money,
he just gave it to you?

Yes.
He said it was a gift.

Are you sure his intentions
were... honorable?

What do you mean?

When rich men give poor women
that kind of money,

they usually expect
something in return.

No.
Mr. Spence is not like that.

Are you sure? I mean,
he did have his... cucumber

jammed into your thigh.

Maybe you shouldn't take
the money.

No! I need it for Miguel.

Just make it clear that he's
not getting anything in return.

We're maids.

The only thing we polish
is their silver.

(Chuckles)

What am I gonna say to him?

(Exhales)
I don't know.

Tell him you have a boyfriend.

(Clicks tongue) Where am I
supposed to get a boyfriend?

(Leaf blower whirring)

(Pants)
Sam!

Guess who just called me.

Who?

Benny Soto.

Do you like Gloria Estefan,
Enrique Iglesias?

Yeah.

He's their producer.
And he wants to meet with me.

Wow. That's... huge.

You have no idea.

I sent out
like a hundred demos.

This is my first "yes."

(Singsongy)
And it's Barry freakin' Soto!

(Laughs)

He wants to meet with me
tomorrow at noon.

Congratulations.
(Chuckles)

So I was thinking maybe
you can drive me there.

What?

You know, in the car.

First of all,
this is not a car.

It's a Rolls-Royce.

And second of all, no.

It's all the way across town.
Come on, Sam.

I can't take a bus.
(Sighs)

Sure, then on the way home,

we can stop
at the unemployment office,

because when Odessa finds out,
she's gonna fire my ass.

Ugh!

(Object clatters)

(Singsongy)
Sam...

(Normal voice) What if I did
go to dinner with you?

Didn't you just tell me you'd
never go on a date with me

because it would ruin
your life?

Well, in my defense,
when I said that,

I didn't need anything
from you.

So you admit
you're just using me.

Yes.

(Exhales deeply)

We should leave by 11:00
to beat the traffic.

Aah! Thank you!

(Carmen laughs)

So we don't know
how she found out

or if she's told anyone else.

All we can be sure of
is that Olivia is now aware

of your wife's...
former profession.

We're going to move.

What?

My law firm has an office
in New York.

They will make room for me.

But we don't know
anyone in New York.

Exactly.

I don't want to leave L.A.
All my friends are here.

Friends? What friends?

Well, you know.
Everyone at the country club.

They're really not our friends.

They're only nice to us
because I'm a successful lawyer

and you're my glamorous wife.

Once they find out the truth,
that is all going to change.

Honey...

I'm not trying to hurt you.
I'm trying to protect you.

Mr. Stafford,

you have every right
to be upset,

but you can't pack up
and leave the state

because a few people
might gossip.

Oh, so I should wait to
make sure they're gossiping?

I don't think so.

Marisol isn't nice to me
because you're successful.

She's my friend.

I need her.

Fine.
We'll take her with us.

- Wait. Hold on.
- Well, what is the problem?

You told us you don't have
any family here.

Yeah, but I-I...

Well, I'll make it worth
your while. Don't you worry.

Now I want both of you to start
packing tomorrow morning.

We are leaving Beverly Hills.

Hey, Zoila. Does Valentina have
a really good sewing machine?

Why?

Well, I wanted
to get her something.

You know, for helping me
pack up and everything.

You don't need
to buy her anything.

No, I want to,

and I know she likes
to make her own clothes, so...

It's her job to help you.

Yeah, but I...

Remi, I really need
to finish the floors.

Okay?

Sure. Sorry.

Did you send Valentina
to U.S.C.?

Maybe.

Why would you do that?

Valentina came to me.

She told me how she feels
about Remi...

How she's loved him
all these years from afar.

It's so romantic.

So the two of you
went behind my back?

Well, isn't that just great?

But she really loves him.
I can tell.

I don't care!

Why are you being this way?

Because I don't want to see
my daughter's heart get broken.

You know Remi.
He would never do that.

What I know
is that boys with money

don't end up with the maid.

And you know that, too.

You can't still be
holding on to that.

After all these years?

He made promises to me.

And, yes, I remember
every single one.

He met someone else.

You know
that sort of thing happens.

Well, it's not gonna happen
to my daughter.

Please tell Remi he is not
to go near Valentina.

He's starting
to really like her.

How can I say that to him?

(Inhales)

Valentina and I
will not be coming to work

for the next few days.

That should give you plenty
of time to think of something.

Do you have a moment?

Uh... sure.

What's on your mind?

(Papers rustle)

(Exhales)

I can't move to New York.

Why not?

Personal reasons.

Well, what are they?
Perhaps I can help.

And I'm sorry, but...

Like I said, they're personal.

Well,
Taylor will be heartbroken.

She's really...
come to depend upon you.

And I've become
very fond of her.

More than I expected to.

She is special, isn't she?

She is.

Well, that is why I have to
get her out of here

before she becomes
the main course

for the ladies who lunch.

Before anyone starts packing,

let me talk to Olivia.

What good would that do?

I could learn a few things...

how she found out,

if she plans on telling
anyone else.

And why would Olivia
talk to you?

She's a bitterly divorced woman.

Trust me.
They'll talk to anyone.

I've decided to move here.

To Los Angeles?
Are you serious?

I only moved to Savannah
because of Sheila.

Now that we're divorced...

I'm absolutely thrilled.

Think of all the decadent
dinners we'll have.

In fact,
what are you doing tonight?

Adrian's introducing me
to someone.

A woman?

Yes.

Oh.

Was that insensitive of me
to mention another woman?

No.
(Chuckles)

We're friends.
We should be able to talk.

Friends.

There was a time when we
could've been more than that,

but you chose Adrian.

After you chose Sheila.

(Sighs) As you know, I came
to regret my choice.

(Sighs)

Do you ever regret yours?

(Sighs)
On second thought,

I don't think you should move
to Los Angeles.

Why not?

This city changes people.

And I like you...

just the way you are.

I don't think you need
to worry about me.

After all these years,
I know exactly who I am.

Well, you just remember that

when you meet this friend
of Adrian's.

You never answered my question.

Do you regret choosing Adrian?

What does it matter?

He is what I deserve.

Yeah. There you go.

Hello, Mr. Spence.

Hi, Rosie.

Hello, uh...

Raul. He's your gardener.

Of course. Raul.

I love your work.

What's up?

I gave the money to my lawyer,

and everything is going
really good.

So we wanted to take a minute
and thank you proper.

We?

Yes.
Raul is my boyfriend.

Oh. I, uh, I...
I didn't know that.

Oh, yes.
For many months now.

We are very happy.
(Laughs)

Well, congratulations.

Thanks.

So Raul has a favor to ask you,

and he means no disrespect.

(Sighs)
What is it?

He saw you hug me yesterday,

and he'd prefer
you don't do that anymore

because it makes him, uh,
what is the English word?

Jealous?

Violent.

I'm sorry.
It won't happen again.

Oh, no.
You don't gotta worry.

He's a teddy bear.

You know,
underneath the violent.

Let's go.

♪ 'Cause I want you

♪ ay, ohh

♪ oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

(Turns off music)

So I was gonna try
to put the hook

back in at the end again
if you think that's a good idea.

I do.

So tell me, what part
of Puerto Rico are you from?

Wh...

Oh, come on.
(Chuckles)

The accent is distinctive.

Oh, okay.

I produced an album
in San Juan.

You've been to the island?

Many times.
(Gasps)

It's a hotbed of talent.

Well... obviously.

Thank you.

Mm. Listen, Carmen,

you definitely got some skills.

But you're
a little underproduced.

The good thing is,

I can fix that.

Ay, Benny.
(Laughs)

You don't know what it means
for me to hear you say that.

But can I keep it real
with you?

Yes, of course.

If you're gonna
sing in English,

you gotta get rid
of this accent.

I know it's funny for me
to say that,

but that's the audience.

Americans... they like Latinas

as long as they're not
too Latin.

And how do I do that?

Practice...

When you sing, when you talk,
when you breathe,

every chance you get.

Then whatever I have to do,
I'm gonna do it.

Good to know.

Well, I think
we're in business.

Oh, my God.
(Laughs)

(Chuckles) Let's get some lunch.
Celebrate.

I'd love to.

You like Cuban food?

Bring on the croquetas.

(Chuckles)

Let me call the valet.

They take forever
to get the car.

Oh, relax.
We'll take mine.

Mm.

(Speaks indistinctly)

Whoa.

It belongs to a friend.
Sam.

I want you to meet
Benny Soto, my new producer.

Hey, that's great.

Nice to meet you, Sam.

Head east on Sunset,
then I'll direct you.

(Lowered voice)
What's going on?

I'm so sorry. It won't be long.
Just a quick lunch.

That wasn't the deal.

Sam, please don't blow this
for me.

That's my future in there.

(Giggles)

I really want to thank you,
Benny.

Oh, no problem.

You know, when I first started
in this business,

I promised myself,
if I ever made it to the top,

I would send the elevator
back down.

(Chuckles) Well,
I won't disappoint you.

I know.

I know you won't.

My man,

can we turn left
at the light here?

We're gonna
stop by my place first.

Carmen?

You heard him.
Left at the light.

(Door creaks)

Where is East L.A. anyway?

Well, you know when we're
on the freeway

and you make me speed up?

That neighborhood?

Oh, goodness.

You sure you don't want me
to go with you?

This is between me and Zoila.

I owe her an apology,

and I've gotta deliver it
like a big girl.

In 20 years, I never heard
you guys fight like that.

What did you do?

A long time ago,
before you were born,

Zoila had a relationship
with my brother.

Uncle Henri and Zoila?

But when Henri
met Aunt Cynthia,

a woman from...
a similar background,

Zoila had her heart broken.

And apparently,
she's never gotten over it.

So when she sees me
and Valentina

hanging out together...

She's worried history
will repeat itself.

(Car door opens)

So what exactly is it
you have to apologize for?

I'm the one who introduced
Cynthia to Henri.

(Car door closes)

(Hissing)

You're not really dating
the gardener, are you?

What?

Raul's close to 60.

He's got a wife and kids.

Now I'm not dumb.

No. Raul and I
are not dating.

Rosie... why would you
lie to me?

Well, the other day
when you hugged me...

Oh, my God.
You didn't feel my...

I did.

Oh, I am so embarrassed.

No, you have nothing
to be embarrassed about.

(Clenches teeth)
God has been very good to you.

I did not mean
for that to happen.

It's just that you're
so kind and warm and...

And it's been so long
since Peri and I...

- My body responded.
- It's okay.

And I'm sorry for lying.

I just needed to make sure
you didn't have any...

you know, expectations.

No, none. I know
that's not a possibility.

Again, I...

I apologize.

(Sighs)

It was never my intention

for you to know
how I feel about you.

(Man) ♪ Fight for survival,
every day in the jungle ♪

♪ but when the bell ring,
come out ready to rumble ♪

♪ every man for himself,
ain't nobody ♪

(Turns music off)
Excuse me.

I'm looking for my friend
Zoila Diaz.

She lives on this block, but I
can't remember which house.

Do you know her?

She's Latino.

Well, no worries.

I'm sure I'll find her.

(Clicks)
Enjoy your party.

♪ Walking on the thin line
that came before the stumble ♪

♪ no circumstance...

All I'm saying is, you don't
walk out on your boss.

Well, you weren't there.
You don't know what happened.

Then tell me.

I don't want to talk about it.

(Siren wailing)

Zoila!

Are you home?

Zoila!

Zoila!

I know you're in there.

Isn't that Miss Genevieve?

Zoila!

(Barking)

Aah!

Oh, God!

(Doorbell rings)

Marisol.

I'm sorry to bother you.

This letter came to the house
a few days ago.

It's addressed to you.

Oh, it's just
some promotional thing.

It's not important.

I wasn't sure.

You won't tell Taylor
I stopped by, will you?

Of course not.

Some mail still comes
to the house for you.

I try to save it,
but she makes me throw it away.

If she knew I brought
something for you,

she would just scream at me.

Taylor screams at you?

She has become
this crazy nightmare.

To tell you the truth...

I don't know
how much more I can take.

Would you like some tea?

Yeah.

(Siren wailing)

How's your mom?

Well, she says she's dying.

The doctor says she has
a sprained wrist.

I wonder who we should believe.

So she's okay.

Good.

Did you know our moms
got into a fight today?

Mine just told me we were
taking a few days off.

She didn't say why.

I think maybe your mom's upset
that we're getting so close.

Well, I'm not.

I like spending time with you.

Me too.

You know, for a minute there

I really thought
this was going somewhere.

And... now?

Come on. You know how much
my mom needs your mom.

And if us hanging out
all the time

is causing this much tension
between them,

maybe we should just cool it.

Oh.

Okay.

Still buds, though, right?

Sure.

Good.

So why don't you just quit?

I've thought about it.

But now it looks like
I won't have to.

You see, Taylor is trying
to convince Michael

to move to New York.

New York?

She thinks you're gonna

tell the whole town
about her past,

and she is scared to death.

Ha! She should be.
(Chuckles)

Of course,
she deserves what she gets,

but it might be better for you
if they don't leave town.

How so?

Mrs. Stafford...
(Sets cup down)

I think Michael
is still in love with you.

He has a funny way
of showing it.

Leaving me for Hooker Barbie?

But I watch him.

He's always talking about you.

He's always looking
at pictures of you.

Really?

He's starting to realize
he made a mistake.

But, you know, if they
leave town, move to New York,

well, you know how it is.

Out of sight, out of mind.

(Sighs)

I'm gonna write Taylor
a letter.

Oh?

I'll promise that I won't
tell anyone what I know.

I'll say it's because of

my deep and continuing
affection for Michael.

And I'll give her the letter.

Oh, no. (Scoffs)
Not her.

You give it to him
so he knows how I feel.

- Oh, that is brilliant.
- Ahh.

(Chuckles)

Unless someone else
knows about Taylor's past.

If word gets out,
they'll still move.

Nobody else knows.

How did you find out?

Evelyn Powell told me.

How does Evelyn know?

Oh, it was her husband
who first hired Taylor.

Adrian hired Taylor?

He propositioned her while she
was working in some diner.

Apparently, he does
that sort of thing.

Wait. I'm confused.

Adrian Powell uses prostitutes?

Oh. Not for himself.

He gives them as gifts
to his friends.

What?

Yep.

Evelyn calls it
his disgusting little hobby.

He brings those women
right into their house.

That's how Evelyn
first met Taylor

and that girl who got murdered.

Flora Hernandez.

Oh, yes.

In addition to being
their maid,

Flora was also Adrian's whore.

(Telephone rings)

(Ring)

(Beeps)

Hello?

No, I'm sorry.
She's asleep right now.

Who, may I ask, is calling?

Oh, Henri.

I didn't recognize your voice.

It's me. Zoila.

(Laughs)
It's been a long time.

How is she?

Honestly?

I'm worried about her.

She's been through a lot.

I think it would be a good idea

if you... flew out
to see her.

Really?

That would be great.

I know she's missed you...

A lot.

(Dallas Raines) ...all the way
down into huntington beach

for the highs only in the 70s.

Here's the 7-day forecast.

Tomorrow, a little fog
at the beach.

(Clicks)

(American accent)
Here's the 7-day forecast.

Tomorrow, a little fog
at the beach.

And then a lot of clouds
start coming in on Wednesday

and Thursday.
(Click)

And then a lot of clouds
start coming in

- on Wednesday...
- Carmen?

(Normal voice)
I'm busy.

I know. It's just...

I need to tell you something.
It's important.

Okay.

You are smart.

And you are beautiful.

And your music
is really amazing.

You don't have to let men
like Benny Soto...

Sam.

It's a rough business.

And I'm not 22 anymore.

If I don't make it soon,
it's not gonna happen.

But think of what
you're becoming.

All for a couple
of gold records?

Will it be worth it?

When I get the gold records,

I'll let you know.

Wow.

You are not the girl
I thought you were.

I guess that means

you don't want to go
to dinner with me anymore?

No.

I don't.

It's okay.

No.

It's not.

(Remote clicks)

Then for the weekend,

the Santa Ana winds
start blowing,

and the temperatures
are gonna warm up again.

(Click)

(American accent)
Then for the weekend,

the Santa Ana winds
are blowing,

and the temperatures
are gonna warm up again.

(Voice breaking)
Then for the weekend,

the Santa Ana winds
are blowing,

and the temperatures
are gonna warm up again.

So Olivia won't tell
anyone else?

That's what she said.

So... it's over?

I think so.

How in the world did you
get her to agree to this?

Well, first I had to tell her
you were a bitch.

(Gasps and laughs)

Then everything
sort of fell into place.

(Laughs)
Oh, wonderful.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I'm gonna tell Michael
we don't have to move.

Well, before you do that,

I need to ask you a favor.

Obviously, I am in the mood
to give you anything you want.

It's gonna sound odd,

but I want to hear about

Adrian Powell
and his prostitutes.

Why?

I need to understand
what is going on in that house.

(Taylor) Adrian calls them
"intimate get-togethers."

And the guest list

always includes
a beautiful young woman.

She is then introduced

to a middle-aged friend
of Adrian's

who has no idea she's been
hired for the evening.

This is followed up
with a little small talk

and a lot of wine.

After an hour or so,
a signal is given.

The woman then suggests

it's time
to take the party upstairs.

Because Adrian's friend
is now drunk,

it doesn't occur to him
to say no.

(Carmen)
Does anyone know about this?

I think Evelyn knows.

And she's not happy about it.

Where is Adrian
while all this is happening?

That's the weird part.

He just disappears.

This whole thing is bizarre.

Isn't it, though?

So Adrian Powell
hires prostitutes

to have sex with his friends,

who have no idea
they're being set up.

Exactly.

But why?

Why would he do this?

What on earth
does Adrian get out of this?