Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 2, Episode 10 - Long Day's Journey Into Night - full transcript

While Marisol is visiting Nicholas who is medicated, he says something that shocks her. She wonders if it was because of the medication or was he serious? Rosie's boss upon learning that Reggie is pilfering from his estate, tries to take away his power of attorney but Reggie has him committed. When Spence gets some bad news, he deals with it by drinking and asks Carmen to join him. Zoila has a hard time dealing with Genevieve's mother; she tells her to leave but the woman won't leave till Genevieve returns. So Zoila goes to her and tells her she needs to have it out with her mother once and for all. Valentina asks Remi to help Ethan. When they ask him how he got hurt he comes up with a lame story. Remi later suspects he could one of the ones who've been robbing people. He tells Valentina who asks him not to tell anyone yet till she talks to Ethan.

Previously on
"Devious Maids"...

This place has more doors
than a whorehouse.

Hello, mother.

Everyone called her
the butterball express.

Not everyone, mother.
Just you.

I'm going to the Four Seasons
for a few weeks.

Who's gonna take care
of your mother?

Zoila!

I hope in time,
you'll find a way to forgive me.

I also plan on moving to Europe
and taking Tucker with me.

I will not allow that.
I will fight you in court.



And you'll lose.

You're the scum shacking up
with the maid, remember?

Before I go
into surgery tomorrow,

I need you to do something.

- Anything you want.
- Marry me.

You may kiss the bride.

You got some sort of letter.

- Uncle Ken wants a divorce.
- Because of that letter?

Now that he knows
she was unfaithful, it's over.

I'm so sorry.
[Crying]

I date men.

All I see when I look at you
is a confused little boy.

How does us robbing your Uncle
get you this girl?

I'm gonna save her life.



[Gun shot] Everyone on your knees!
[People gasping, screaming]

Listen up, morons!

If anyone tries anything,
we will shoot her!

[Screams]

[People scream]

We've got to get out of here!
Stay down!

Ethan?

What happened to you?!

Ethan!

All right.

Hey. Ethan. Hey.

[Groans] We have to go.

Ethan, I am begging.

Please let me take you
to the hospital.

- No way.
- But there's so much blood!

I'll be fine.
Where are we?

My mom's house.

Don't worry.
She's at the Delatours'.

So, you've got to tell me,

how did this happen?

I...
I was in a fight.

What?

We were at the bar drinking,
and some guy got in my face.

And he stabbed you?

And then I cracked a bottle
over his head.

The cops won't care
who started it, so...

Just try and stop the bleeding.

[Car door closes]

What was that?

You passed out on our way
over here, so I called someone.

You did what?

He'll be able help you.

B-but, Valentina, I...

I'm not gonna let you die.

And he promised
he wouldn't tell anyone.

Wait, so who exactly
did you call?

[Door closes]

Would it surprise you
to know that

that painting cost $200,000?

Yes.

My Uncle never helped my mom.

Not when she lost her job,

not when she struggled
to put me through school.

He was too busy
buying fine art.

I'm going to sell it.

Are you allowed to do that?

Sure.

I have my Uncle Ken's
power of attorney.

I'm supposed to make decisions
about this house

and everything in it.

I have to get Mr. Kenneth
ready for bed.

When you're done,
why don't you come to my room?

I can't.

Why not? We have the house
to ourselves now.

But...

My son might see us.

- We can lock the door.
- It wouldn't feel right.

Some other time.
When Miguel isn't here.

Miguel is always here.

That is true.

What do you think?

It should stop the bleeding.
For now.

Does it hurt?

Not that bad.

Ow!

Oops.

Geez, you miss the class
on stitches?

Oh, I think
what you meant to say was,

"thank you
for saving my life."

Yeah, okay.

Thanks for helping out.

And just so we're clear,
I didn't do it for you.

Ethan, you should go lay down.

My room's at the end
of the hall.

[Grunts]

[Scoffs]

Relax.

I won't make a move on her while
I'm covered with your blood.

You've got to check his temperature
every 20 minutes, all right?

If he starts to get a fever,

you've got to get him
to the hospital. Understand?

- I do.
- All right.

Remi.

Thank you for tonight.
I will never forget it.

That story Ethan told you
about a knife fight?

I think he's lying.

I know.

[Bell ringing]

Velma, enough with the bell.

- I'm not a dog.
- I know.

- A dog would've come quicker.
- Ugh!

Oh, God!
You're topless.

I'm sunning myself.

Haven't you ever seen boobs
before?

Not down there.

Any chance you could cover up
while we're talking?

Oh, fine.

I need a bloody Mary.

How about "please"?

How about
"I'm the boss, so hurry up"?

You're not my boss.
I work for Genevieve,

and when she gets back
from her business trip,

I will tell her
how you've been treating me.

My daughter's not on
any business trip,

and you know it.

She's hiding out
in some fancy spa

where the crappers
are made of gold.

Okay, she's at a spa resting.

You know, because of her...
Health problems.

No.

She thinks if she avoids me
long enough, I'll leave.

Well, you can tell her
I'm not going anywhere.

Now get me a bloody Mary.

Get it yourself.

Oh, God, that's just not fair.

This would have been the third
home invasion in recent months,

but this time,

the robbers were thwarted
by the heroic actions

of quick-thinking housekeeper
Carmen Luna.

Tell us how you handled
that gang of thieves.

I stabbed one
with a cake knife.

That's a bold move
on your part.

Yeah. I would have stabbed
them all,

but they ran away
like scared little bunnies.

Amazing story, gang.
Back to you in the studio.

You see how my hair
is messed up?

I could've fixed it, but they
wouldn't let me do another take.

It's the news, Carmen.

They're more focused on
the crime than your hair.

My hair is the crime.

You know, let's watch
the interview from Channel 9.

Those people knew
how to light me.

[Cellphone rings]

Oh, God.

- Who is it?
- That's my divorce lawyer.

We're waiting for the judge
to make a ruling on custody.

This could be it.

[Ringing continues]

Oh, it just has to be
good news.

If Peri takes Tucker to Europe,
I won't see him for months.

You will never know
unless you answer the phone.

[Cellphone beeps]

Hey, Jeff.

What'd the judge say?

Uh-huh.

Uh...

Yeah, well,
thanks for letting me know.

[Cellphone beeps]

[Glass shatters]

It's okay.

Don't worry.
I'll clean it.

I got it.

Would you just leave me alone
for a bit?

Nick.

What?

That is the third pain pill
you've taken in the last hour.

So?

So, you have to be careful
with those things.

The doctors told me
to stay ahead of the pain.

You are already
ahead of the pain.

You are about to lap the pain.

I'd argue with you,
but I'm too happy.

[Laughs]

Okay, well,
before you drift off to sleep,

I have some good news.

- Opal left.
- She did?

Yep.

So when you get home,
it'll just be the two of us.

We can finally start our lives
as Mr. and Mrs. Deering.

Which one am I?

Okay.

No more pills for you.

[Chuckles]

I'll be right back.

- Uh, Mrs. Deering?
- Yes.

I'm detective Figueroa.

I think you ow detective Wolf.

We wanted to talk to
your husband

about the car
that ran him down.

Hi. It's very nice
to meet you,

but I'm afraid
now's not a good time.

Well, we could come back,
but so you know,

time is of the essence
with hit-and-runs.

[Sighs]

Let me see if he's up for it.
Excuse me.

Honey?

Honey, the police are here.

Do you think you could talk
to them for a few minutes?

[Sighs]

They just have a few questions
about the accident.

- They know about that?
- It's not exactly a secret.

You have to believe me.
I...

I never meant for it to happen.

It's okay.
Nobody blames you.

He was right in front of me.

He?

I didn't mean to kill him.

What?

I'm so sorry.

Nick.

Nick.

[Marisol sighs]

Like I said,
he's just not up for it.

Thank you.

Yeah, we'll, uh,
come back tomorrow.

Thanks.

Come on.

There you go.

[Grunts]

Very good,
Mr. Kenneth.

See?
I knew you could do it.

Therapy is p-p-painful,
but it's working.

It sure is.

Soon, you will be so strong,
you can run your business again.

There's n-n-no rush.

Reggie has things
under control.

Yes.

Mr. Reggie's taking wonderful
care of the house.

He's even talking about
redecorating.

Redecorating?

He says he wants to sell
that painting of yours.

The big one in the living room.

That's an original.

He can't sell that.

He can do whatever he wants.

With your house,
with your bank accounts...

You gave him
power of attorney.

Of course, now that
you're getting stronger,

you can always take it back.

[Sighs]

Hey.

How are you doing?

Honestly?
I'm not so good.

But I am finding a way
to ease the pain.

I still can't believe Peri
got custody of your son.

Oh, I knew I was screwed

when the judge asked for
her autograph.

Would you like something
to eat?

I'll take an olive,
floating in a glass of vodka.

Spence,

you can't just sit here
by yourself and drink all night.

Then join me for some Martinis.

What?

You are right.
Drinking alone is pathetic.

You know, it's late.

I have to do the dishes
before going to bed.

I'll tell you what.
[Claps]

I'll make a deal with you.

You have a quick drink with me,

you don't have to do
those dishes.

You know, dishes are easy.

I just stick them
in the machine.

Well, what would you say
to no vacuuming in the morning?

I'd say you getting warmer.

How about if I gave you
the whole day off tomorrow?

I'll get the olives.
You pour.

Party is on!

[Sighs]

[Gasps]

- Hello.
- Zoila!

You scared me.
I thought you were Sven.

Sven?
Does he work here?

He's a lecherous masseur
who touches me inappropriately.

I'm gonna file a complaint.

Someday.

So, how's my mother?

You're coming home...
Now.

She got to you, didn't she?

That woman is...

- Toxic? Rude? Drunk?
- Yes, yes, and yes.

I'm sorry
she's such a nightmare.

But I can't leave the spa.

I need to stay here
for my kidneys.

You can't cure kidney disease
with facials.

Are you sure?
Have there been studies?

I tried the same lie
with your mother.

But she knows
what you're up to,

and she won't leave that house
until you come home.

No. No!

I can't stand to be
in the same room with her.

You've been running away from
your mother since you were 16.

It's time you come home
and deal with her.

I want to stand up to her.
I do.

But every time I try to tell her
how I feel, she attacks me,

and I'm 5 years old again
and helpless.

Well, she won't attack you
this time,

because I'll be there
to protect you.

- Really?
- Now, please... Come home.

Okay.

Give me five minutes
to get ready.

Hello, Genevieve.

Oh [Chuckles] Sven.

Make that 30 minutes.

Look at me.

I'm in a chair.

Took me a half hour to get here,
but I did it.

Good.

Hey, you don't sound impressed.

Nick...

When you were woozy
on your meds,

do you remember
the conversation we had?

No, why?

You said something kind of...
troubling.

[Chuckling]
Oh, boy, what'd I say?

You told me
that you killed someone,

and then you said
you were very sorry.

[Chuckles]

Ooh.
Those are some kind of pills.

Are they?

Obviously. I mean, if they're
getting me to make stuff up.

It's just, when you said it,
you sounded like you were...

Confessing.

You... you cannot possibly hold
me accountable for what I say

when I'm ripped
on pain killers.

Okay.

Come on.

Do you honestly think I would
kill another human being?

I said okay.

You look cold.
Let me get you a blanket.

Hey, Uncle Ken.

Got your message.
What's up?

- I need you to sign this.
- What is it?

My p-power of attorney.

I want it back.

Your financial affairs
are very complex. Okay.

You're not well enough
to handle them.

Maybe not,
but you will sign it anyway.

You seem angry.
Okay, why is that?

I've been looking at
my accounts online.

There's money missing.

Look, of course there is.

Okay, I-I've had to
shift things around

to pay for your medical bills,
your utilities...

Bull!

I know what you're doing,
and it's gonna stop.

Do you know how paranoid
you sound right now?

I'd rather be p-p-paranoid
than stupid.

Look, if... if...

If you will just give me
a chance to explain...

Give me my cane.

I said, give me my cane.

[Cellphone ringing]

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

Marisol, why are you calling
at this hour?

It's 1:00
in the afternoon.

Oh, s...

Sorry, I'm a little hungover.

On a Tuesday?

Why are you being so loud?

Can we meet for breakfast
tomorrow?

This thing happened with Nick,

and I need someone to talk to
about it.

Sure. Yeah, we can meet.

But I probably won't be eating
ever again.

I'll pick you up
at 8:00.

Bye.

Spence!

It's 1:00 in the afternoon.

We have to get up
and start our day.

[Groans]

Okay.

Ugh.

Mr. Kenneth, I'm home.

I got those pork chops
you like.

Hmm.

Mr. Kenneth?

Mr. Kenneth,
I found your cane.

Mr. Kenneth?

Hey.

Where is your Uncle?

Afraid I have
some bad news. Um...

Uncle Ken had a fall.

What?

I think he was trying
to walk up the stairs.

But he's not strong enough
for that.

I know.

So where is he now?

Doheny Medical Center.

Oh, my God.
I got to go see him.

Oh... oh, sorry.
He...

He's in real bad shape.
Only family can see him.

I am very close
to Mr. Kenneth.

But you're not family.

Hello, mother.

I'm back.

Well, if it ain't
the queen of the may.

What happened?
Did your spa run out of caviar?

I have something I need to say
to you, mother.

Hopefully, once you hear this,

we can finally establish
some sort of relationship.

[Scoffs]
Oh, we have a relationship.

I'm the mother who takes a bus
across the country to come here,

and you're
the ungrateful daughter

who doesn't give a moose fart.

See?

I've been here one minute,

and she's already assaulting me
with profanity.

Just be strong.

Mother...

[Can pops]

I was 7 years old
when I found out

that most mothers don't belittle
their own children.

For a long time, I thought there
was something wrong with me,

that I deserved your cruelty.

But the truth is,
you're just an unhappy woman,

so filled with anger and bile,

you lash out at anyone
who gets too close.

Oh, don't look so wounded.
You know it's true.

- No, Genevieve, I...
- Let her finish this.

Go ahead.

I can forgive the past, mother.
But only if I know our future

is filled with kindness
and mutual respect.

If you can't be bothered
to even pretend to love me,

well, you can just go to hell.

[Sighs]

I can't believe it.

- I finally stood up to her.
- I am so proud of you.

Thank you for standing by me.

I couldn't have talked to
my mother like that without you.

You did good.

[Thuds]

Thank God you're back.
How's your mother doing?

[Sobs]

Oh, my God.
Is she dead?

[Crying] No!

What?

[Sniffles]

It was coronary angina.

Some minor problem
with her heart.

I tried to tell the doctors
she doesn't have one,

but they wouldn't listen.

Honey, I don't think
you should joke about this.

I know.

[Sniffles] It's awful.
But I can't help it.

- I was ready for her to die.
- Genevieve!

I wish you could have heard her
attack me in E.R.,

the horrible things she said.

And then it hit me...

She's never gonna be nice
to me.

Well, probably not.

If she had died,
maybe I could have held on

to the last shred of love
I feel for her.

But she will keep on
torturing me,

and I will end up as angry
and hate-filled as she is.

Even so,
you can't give up on her.

She's your mother.

Not really.

You're more of a mother to me
than she is.

You do realize
you're older than me, right?

What is a mother, anyway?

It's someone
who cares about you

and teaches you how to behave
and makes you feel safe.

All right.

If you really think of me
as your mother...

And I'm not sure
how I feel about that.

But if you mean that...

I do.

Then you'll obey me when I
tell you to do something, right?

Uh...

You are going to stick by
your mother.

And when she's difficult
and insults you,

you're gonna let those comments
slide right off.

You make it sound so easy.

It won't be.

But you're gonna take
the high road,

and you're gonna give that woman
the respect and dignity

she refuses to give you.

Why would I do that?

Because... and I'm getting more
comfortable with this...

That's how I raised you.

Eres un ladron! ?Me oyes?
Deberias estar en la carcel!

Ah!

What's wrong?

This guy wants $2,000 to fix
the transmission on my car,

and he refused to negotiate.

I'm sorry you're having
a bad day,

but I got something
to cheer you up.

Thanks, but I don't think so.

Uh, come on!

Uh... you won't have to do
laundry

for the rest of the week.

No.

I'm done drinking for a while.

Carmen?

Uh...

Please.

I just need
someone to talk to.

We can talk without drinking.

Yeah, but drinking's
what makes it fun.

Spence.

- I'll pay for your transmission.
- Seriously?

Yeah, we're friends.
Friends help each other out.

Well...

- Maybe just one drink.
- Great.

Now, when I squeeze
your shoulder,

that's when you say
the magic word, okay?

Okay.

It's over here.

Can I help you?

We're looking for
Kenneth Miller.

Miller, let's see.

Oh, I'm sorry, it says here

that only family is permitted
to see him.

That's okay.

We are family.

Really?

I'm his
daughter-in-law, Rosie,

and this is his grandson,
Miguel.

Uh...
You are not on the list.

Well, that's weird.

Well, I just wanted to bring him
this drawing from his grandson.

But if you're not
on the list...

Please?

Oh...

So, what did you draw?
Unicorns?

Please?

He worked so hard on this.

Well, I suppose I can let you in
for a second,

but your son's
going to have to stay here.

That's okay.

I trust you.

Down the hall to your right.
Room 210.

Santo Dios.

Excuse me...

Why does he have
all those tubes?

He just fell.

He was pretty agitated
when he came in, poor guy.

What do you mean?

He was arguing with the man
who brought him in.

I think it was his nephew.

We had to sedate him
just to calm him down.

Whose idea was that?
His nephew's?

As a matter of fact, yeah.

I'm so sorry about this,
Mr. Kenneth.

And I don't know how,

but I'm going to get you
out of here. [Sniffles]

Look, it's right there
in the second paragraph.

"A witness says one of the
robbers was stabbed with a knife

before he got away."

Oh, my God.

The police think it's the same
gang who killed Alejandro Rubio.

That's why I ran two red lights
getting over here. Where is Ethan?

- He's sleeping.
- Well, wake him up!

Wait!
It's not possible.

- Ethan couldn't kill someone.
- You sure about that?

'Cause if he was involved
and the police find out,

well, he's not the only one
who will be arrested here.

What do you mean?

I mean you drove him here,
I stitched him up.

That makes us accomplices
after the fact.

But we're not sure he did this.

That's why you need to wake up
your boyfriend

and get him to tell you
the truth.

What if he won't?

Well, then, you'll know he
doesn't really love you,

and then you can stop
protecting him.

This is gonna end badly
for Ethan, huh?

That's why you've got to be
smart and do the right thing...

So it doesn't end badly
for you.

[Knock on door]

Carmen?

Carmen?

We were supposed to have
breakfast today.

Did you forget?

[Carmen groans]

Oh, my God.
Are you okay?

You know what happens to people
that break into my house?

I stab them.

Like this! This!

Oh, yes, you're very dangerous.
Okay, time to get up.

Oh, there we go.
Ooh.

Ay, why do you make me
stand up?

Now I can feel the hangover.

And I can smell your breath,
so we're even.

Ugh...
Sort of.

Carmen!

Have you seen my pants?

Oh, lord.
They're in the dryer.

Remember?
You threw up on them.

Oh, yeah.

Hey!
You're Rosie's friend.

And you're half naked.

Well, would you look at that?

What exactly happened here
last night?

Relax, okay?
We didn't sleep together.

Are you sure?

Just because I had a few drinks

doesn't mean that I'm gonna stop
acting like a lady.

Carmen.
[Whines]

You need to understand
what this looks like...

A live-in maid getting drunk
with her employer?

Spence is having
a rough time.

He needed somebody
to talk to.

So we had a few,

and we discussed our lives,
and that's it.

Well, I believe you.

But what would Rosie think
if she knew about this?

Oh, that's a good point.

Okay.

I won't drink with Spence
anymore.

But we had
the most amazing conversation.

How amazing
could it have been

when you're both three sheets
to the wind?

You'd be surprised.

One the liquor is poured,

the walls come down
and the secrets come out.

Carmen, do you think the same
thing happens with pain pills?

Sure.

We all want to tell the truth.
Some of us just need a crutch.

Hello?!

Anybody?!

[Bell rings]

What are you doing?

I'm not a potted plant.

You can't just stick me in
the corner and forget about me.

We didn't forget about you.

Zoila was just helping me pack
for our trip back to Oklahoma.

Crap in heaven,
what are you wearing?

Dolce and Gabbana.

I'm just trying to look stylish
for my mother.

Oh, you're just trying
to show off.

Been like that since she was 3.
Wasn't cute then, either.

If you want me to change,
I will.

Why are you being so nice?

She's being a good daughter.
And you should get going.

You don't want to miss
your plane.

Well, don't just stand there
looking ethnic.

Push me.

I'll let Genevieve push you.
It'll be safer for you.

Hey, you want your bell back?

Keep it.

As a souvenir.

Oh, my bags are packed.
I don't know where I'd put it.

- I have an idea.
- Here we go.

- Careful.
- Yes, mother.

You never did know
how to drive.

I remember when you were 16,

you dented the Fender
of my Pontiac.

$46 I'll never see again.

I told you
not to take the car out.

Well?

It's a long story.

You might want to take a seat.

We were just
four stupid teenagers

bitching about life
and how unfair it is,

and then we had this idea
to steal from the rich

and give to the poor.
It sounded so simple.

No one was supposed to
get hurt.

- How could you be that stupid?
- I don't know.

Val, I am so sorry.

I can forgive you...

If you take responsibility.

What do you mean?

You want me to
turn myself in?

If you did,
they might go easy on you.

No.
Alejandro is dead.

If the police find out
I was involved, my life is over.

They're gonna catch you.
It's only a matter of time.

Then let's run away.

Huh? To Tahiti or... or...
Or South America.

We can build a
whole new life.

I like my life just as it is.

I feel awful about what I did.
I do. But...

I can't go to prison.

If you love me,

you'll find a way
to do the right thing.

Valentina,
w-what are you doing?

I'm going.

But I won't tell the police
what you've done.

Valentina, come on.

- I don't have a choice here.
- You've always had choices.

You just keep making
the wrong ones.

[Door closes]

[Sobs]

[Tires squeal]

[Siren wailing]

Oh, for God's sake.

[Wailing stops]

License and registration.

Okay.

Miss, do you know why
I pulled you over?

Your vehicle was swerving.

Sorry about that.

I was crying,
so I reached for a tissue.

Rough night, huh?

Yeah.

What's that on
your back seat?

Oh, uh...

[Sighs] Nothing.

Is that blood?

Mm.

You're back
from the grocery store.

Did you get us some Tequila?

[Sighs] No.

I thought we were doing shots
tonight.

Thanks, but I'm on the wagon.

So, we're not gonna have
a little party?

I think the party's over.
For both of us.

I had a bad week.
I'm allowed to dull the pain.

Every night, Spence?

Till you pass out?

She took my kid.

Drinking won't get him back.

I will stay up late, I will talk
to you, I will hold your hand.

But I won't help you
become a drunk.

Okay.

Don't buy any more liquor.

Really?

I'll get my act together.
I promise.

Okay.

[Sighs]

Hey.

Where were you
this afternoon?

Um...

Miguel had a playdate.

Oh.

Well, I have been anxious
for you to get back.

I have a little gift for you.

What is it?

Open it and find out.

Oh, my God.

- Do you like it?
- This looks expensive.

It was.

But where would you get the
money for something like this?

It's a gift, Rosie.

You really should just say
thank you.

It's too much.
I can't take it.

Of course you can.

You're my girl.

You got to let me spoil you
a little bit.

- It would not be right.
- Rosie, just try it on.

All right.

Beautiful.

How was your walk?

Slow.
I got it from here.

Just be careful. I'll be back
in a little while with his lunch.

Thank you.

Still in pain?
Oh, yeah.

Why don't you take a pill?

Huh?

It's been a while
since you had one.

Thought you didn't want me
to get addicted?

Well, I don't want you
to suffer, either.

No, I'm... I'm good.

Okay.

Have it your way.

I'm gonna get a cup of coffee.
I'll be right back.

Hey.

Thought you might like
some juice.

Thanks.

You didn't put a little
something in here, did you?

What are you talking about?

You know, I-I-I, uh...

I'm not really thirsty.

Fine.

That's absolutely fine.

Careful.

See? You're in pain.
Have a pill.

No.

Well, then have some juice.
Stop trying to drug me!

Afraid you might make
another confession?

That's ridiculous.

I always wondered,

"why did you let Opal
stay in your house?"

Now I get it.
She was blackmailing you.

You know,
ii-I-I'm not feeling well.

Who did you kill, Nick?

Whatever you've done,
I will try to understand.

But you have got to
tell me the truth.

I'm not a murderer.

When you get home,
I won't be there.

No, no.
No, don't do that.

Marisol...

Please!

Marisol please...

Marisol!