Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 2, Episode 4 - Crimes of the Heart - full transcript

Previously on
"devious maids"...

Beverly Hills is under attack.

[Guests screaming]

His aunt got the house,
and it's gonna be sold.

How can they just kick us out?
Where are we supposed to go?

You still dating
richie mctrust fund?

His name is Remi.
And we broke up.

I know we fought a lot
those last couple of weeks,

but... but that doesn't mean
that we ha...

Yeah. It does.

Don't move!
[Screams]



I haven't slept in days.

I realize you're still
traumatized by the break-in,

but you are going to get help.

Well, this woman
I'm interested in is married,

maybe her husband
is falling apart

and she is desperately in need
of a strong man like you.

If you see Rosie again,
even one more time,

I will destroy you.

I just wanted to see
if you were okay.

You have to stay away.

You'll be taking care
of my Uncle Ken.

He recently had a stroke.

Get a keyboard in front of him.
See if he can type.

Zoila, if I stay in this house,
the way I'm feeling about you,



we're not gonna make it.

I'm not Pablo.
I will never leave you.

You're gonna stay here
for a while.

- No more secrets.
- I promise.

Will she still love you
when she finds out what you did?

She better not.

Did Dahlia ever...
Talk about her maid?

There have been rumors.

Are you suggesting that
Opal and Nicholas had an affair?

Most women crave
companionship.

- No, not my mom.
- Well, what about your dad?

I don't know who my father is.

For years,
I begged my mom to tell me,

but she said it was better
for everyone if I didn't know.

Honey, stop blinking.

These fake eyelashes
itch like crazy.

Are we sure all of this
is necessary?

You haven't seen Pablo
in weeks.

You must remind him of what
he's been missing. [Sighs]

He called me.

I think he's ready
for reconciliation.

All the more reason to use
a few tricks of the trade.

Stun him with your beauty,
then seal the deal.

[Doorbell rings] He's here.

Wait.
We're not finished.

What are you doing?

Trust me.

I landed two husbands
with these.

Now go get him.

Okay.

[Breathing heavily]

Hola, cari?o.

Wow.

You look amazing.

Eh. Just a regular Friday.
Come on in.

So... what's going on?

Tito's graduation party
is next week.

Are you going?

He's our godson.
Sure, I'm going.

Me, too.

Uh...
I was wondering...

If we could go together?
Why not?

I think it'd be fun.

Actually, I was wondering if...

Tito told you
I'm bringing Helen.

Helen, the woman
you work with?

So, you're seeing someone?

Zoila, come on.

- We're separated.
- Ugh, my God.

This is what people do!

No, no.

Most married men

don't bring a girlfriend
to family functions!

I'm sorry. I...
Helen wants to meet my family.

Wait!

Were you seeing her
before you moved out?

We were just good friends...
Mostly.

Ohh. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

How many body parts
are you gonna take off?

Just one more,
and it's gonna be yours!

Okay, l-let's not
get hostile.

You want to see hostile?

- This is hostile!
- Zoila!

Hey!

Fans around the world
continue to mourn

the tragic death
of singer Alejandro Rubio.

In a sad twist,
one young fan attempted suicide

outside Rubio's
Beverly Hills home.

The teenager is recovering
at a local hospital.

What are you doing?

It's almost 4:00. You promised
Dr. Welch you'd be on time today.

I don't want to go.
I hate therapy.

Why?

Every session, he makes me talk
about my sexual problems.

And you feel an hour
isn't long enough?

I think my problems
stem from childhood.

When I was 5...

Adrian... Dr. Welch
cares enough to listen.

I do not, so...

He's gone.

- Take off your pants.
- Excuse me?

My husband just left.

Now, we've got
very little time,

and there's lots
I want to accomplish.

So, you've been thinking about
our last time together?

You gave me seven orgasms
in one afternoon.

It is safe to say you've crossed my
mind once or twice. [Zipper opens]

[Moans]

[Knock on door]

Is that...? No! No.
He went to therapy.

Tony? It's Adrian.
[Gasps]

Tony, you decent?
Whoa!

Mr. Powell!
I thought you were at therapy.

Well, I was on my way
when I remembered

how hard it is to find parking,
thought you could drive.

If you like.

You know, for a moment,

I thought you might
have a girl in here.

Now, why would you think that?

I thought I heard voices.

Yes, well, that was...

Porn.

You watch porn?

Constantly.

Me, too.

I've got quite a collection.
Happy to share, if you'd like.

- Share?
- Absolutely.

What's mine is yours.

I'll try to remember that.

[Door closes]

[Sighs]

This firm offered Michael
so much money.

We just had no choice
but to take the job.

But you leave Friday?

I know. It's quick, but we found
some actor to rent our house.

And when we get settled
in D.C.,

Michael says we can finally
start talking about adoption.

[Gasps]
Oh, you sound so happy.

I really am.

Hey, I saw the pictures
of Nicholas you sent.

[Chuckles] What a hunk.

You must be pretty happy
yourself.

[Tray thuds]

Shall I pour?

Uh, I think we're good.
Thank you.

I'm sorry.
Where were we?

I was asking if you were happy.

Oh. Yeah, right.

I'll pour the tea.

You start talking.

My poor, sad Zoila.

Huh?

The kitchen is spotless,

and that means
you're depressed.

I'm not depressed.
I'm angry.

And this kitchen
is always spotless.

Well, I'm glad you're not sad.

I don't want you walking into
that party with a long face.

I'm not going to the party.

But you've been looking forward

to your godson's graduation
for weeks.

Pablo will be there with Helen.

It will be humiliating.

Not if you show up
with someone.

What?

Think about it.

How delicious would it be
for you to walk in

on the arm of some handsome,
successful man?

Hmm.

Doesn't that sound fun?

[Sighs]

And where exactly
am I supposed to find this guy?

I don't know.
A bar? A club?

And you think handsome,
successful men

will come running over
to meet me?

That's why I'm suggesting
venues that serve alcohol.

The party is in two days!

- I'm not gonna find a guy.
- Well, you have to at least try.

You have to show everyone

that you don't need Pablo
to be happy.

But I do.
That's my problem.

You honestly think Nicholas was
having an affair with Opal?

I don't know.

The evidence I have
is sketchy at best.

Are you worried
that it's still going on?

Not really.

But he continues
to let her live here. Why?

If Ethan was the product

of some ancient
one-night stand,

that would at least make sense.

If he is Ethan's father,
Nicholas would have set up

some sort of
financial situation for him.

Did you see anything suspicious
in his financial records?

Oh.

I've never seen any of those.

Oh, your lawyer must have.

You know, when he was finalizing
the prenup.

Nick didn't ask for a prenup.

- He didn't?
- He said it wasn't romantic,

that he trusted me.

Well, that's too bad,
because if he didn't trust you,

it'd be a lot easier for you
to trust him.

[Cellphone ringing]

[Cellphone beeps]

Hello? Hey, Zoila.

No, I'm at a job interview,
to be a maid.

I know I said I didn't want to
do it anymore, but I am broke.

Well, I'm afraid
it's not gonna work out.

Got to go.

The agency should have told you

I was looking for a live-in,
but thank you for coming.

Well, so, here's the good news.

The position
hasn't been filled yet.

The bad news is
I'm getting desperate.

[Sighs] Now, who'd like
to go first? How about you?

_

_

Yes, yes, I've heard about you,

and, Delmi, don't worry about
the language barrier.

I can... I can overlook that,
especially since you worked

all those years
for the Peruvian ambassador.

Well, do you have any questions
before we start?

[Sighs]

You know, uh...
Questiones.

I can translate, if you like.

Oh, you'd be willing
to do that?

It will be my pleasure.

Your resume's very impressive.

_

[Sighs]

_

She says, "thank you."

I know you're
an amazing housekeeper.

Do you also cook?

_

_

_

- Is there a problem?
- She hates cooking.

Oh. Okay.

Uh, well, I'd like you
to work on the weekends.

Would that be a problem?

_

_

_

She refuses to work
on weekends.

[Sighs] Okay.

Well, uh... does she at least
do windows?

_

_

_

_

_

[Scoffs]

[Door closes]

She hates doing windows.
Personally, I love it.

[Door opens, closes]

Oh.

Look!
Someone sent me flowers.

Who?

I have to read the card
in private.

Sometimes, my admirers pay me
the most indecent compliments.

[Chuckles]

So, what happened to Floyd?

He always brings us
our flowers.

Oh, he got the flu.

I'm Dave grant.
I own the flower shop.

Oh, well, in that case...
[Both laugh]

And you are?

- Zoila.
- Ah.

I like it when lovely women
have lovely names.

Fine, you can have the tip back.
[Chuckles]

You know, what I really want
is to have dinner with you.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Um...
[Laughs]

I don't think so.

Zoila! Can you come
in the kitchen?

I seem to have started a fire!

What?!

A small fire.
She'll be right back.

- What is going on?
- I heard him ask you out.

Why not take him
to Tito's party?

Because I don't know
anything about him.

You know he thinks you're
lovely... even in that ugly top.

You gave me this top.

To tear into rags for cleaning.
Didn't you read the card?

Oh, I don't know.

Dave seems nice, but I'd just be
using him to hurt Pablo,

and that doesn't seem right.

Zoila, this is the answer
to our prayers.

God has sent you a handsome,
successful man

you can use to torture
and torment your husband.

Do not reject this gift
from above.

Well... I do try to be
a good catholic.

[Chuckles]

Oh, Dave!

[Giggles]

Hey, Mr. Ken.

Sorry to interrupt,

but it's time
for your barley soup.

Rosie, I cannot get over
how fast he's typing.

I know.
His therapy's working.

Here we go.

Must be nice to finally know
what my Uncle's thinking.

[Keys clacking]

Yes.
We have a lot of fun.

Well, I think what you've done
for him is amazing.

If I could show my appreciation

by taking you out
to dinner sometime...?

[Sighs]
You don't got to do that.

I want to.
You... you work so hard.

Not really.

I-I like to take care
of people.

But thank you.

Well, it was...
It was just a thought.

[Chuckles]

I-I-I should get back
to work.

Um, I'll...
See you two later.

[Keys clacking] So, you
ready for more soup?

Why am I stupid?

I know.

But I can't date
Mr. Reggie.

[Chuckles] No.

Your nephew's very handsome.

I am very busy.

I have to take care of you
and my son and this house.

What do I need a man for?

[Keys clacking]

[Gasps]
Mr. Kenneth!

You got naughty fingers.

[Laughs]

So, this is a fun date, right?

You, me,
a couple of overpriced lattes.

Eh. It's all right.

You're still making me
work for it. Okay.

I guess I'll have to haul out
some sexist compliments.

Like what?

Like "you're gorgeous."

- Shut up.
- You are.

Why aren't you a model?

Because I... don't want to wear
clothes for a living.

I want to design them.

Oh. S-so you're
into fashion?

I am.

Well, cool.

Well, what are you designing
these days?

[Sighs] Nothing lately.

Come on.

You can't call yourself
a designer

if you're not designing.

If you haven't noticed,

cleaning a mansion takes up
a lot of my time.

Play hooky tomorrow.

Mrs. Powell won't notice.

I have to vacuum tomorrow.

Stop making excuses.

You want a dream to come true?
Work at it.

I'll work at it
when I'm ready to, okay?

Sorry.

Just trying to encourage you.

So...

What else can we talk about?

Well, you could tell me
I'm gorgeous.

It's sexist, but it's true.

Shut up!

[Laughs]

What are you doing?
Isn't Adrian home?

He's in the bathroom.

I served him cabbage for lunch.

- We've got the next hour to ourselves.
- Evelyn!

[Breathing heavily] Trust me.

The man's bowels are nothing
if not predictable.

We almost got caught last time.

But I need to be with you.

Not while Adrian is
in the house.

But he's always in the house.

Then you better think of a way
to get him out.

[Sighs]

I'm worried about you.

Why?

It's been weeks
since the robbery,

and you still seem so fragile.

I do?

Yes.

I was thinking you might benefit
from a trip to sage creek.

Sage creek?
That's a looney bin.

Slash health resort.

- It's filled with crazy people.
- Charming eccentrics...

Like yourself...
Recovering from various traumas.

But my therapist thinks
I'm making great progress here.

You know,
I've started to hate my mother.

Don't you think
you might hate her

more quickly
in a spa-like setting?

No. I need to be home,
with you.

You give me
strength and stability.

Hell, if I had my way,

we'd spend
every waking moment together.

Hey.

What have you been up to?

Nothing much.

Just... making plans
for the wedding.

So much to get done.
[Chuckles]

We still have to set a date...
Mm-hmm.

And book a church...

And get a prenup.

No, we already talked
about that.

We don't need a prenup.
[Sniffs]

See, I think we do.

What?

I want you to know that
I don't care about your money.

- I already know that.
- How could you?

We only dated for three months
before you proposed.

And I could tell
you're not a gold digger.

Or so you think.

Huh?

Gold diggers
hide their agendas.

This could be the long con,
my friend.

Maybe I'm out to play you
for everything you're worth.

What is happening here?

I'm just trying to protect you.

Yeah, but I trust you
completely.

See, that is the kind
of attitude

that gets men taken
to the cleaners!

Why are you yelling?

Because you need
to protect yourself!

- From you?
- Yes!

Fine. We'll make
an appointment tomorrow.

Make it now.

[Chuckles]

Okay.

My lawyer is
never gonna believe this.

Neither is mine.

[Vacuum whirring]

Excuse me!

That's my job.

Not today, it isn't.

Well, if you think I'm cleaning
the pool, think again.

[Whirring stops]

Actually...

I had another chore
in mind for you.

I bought you a sketch pad.

Why?

Because you should be doing
what you love.

But Mrs. Powell...

Is going to come home
and find clean rugs.

Enough with the excuses.

Now, go forth...
And design.

[Vacuum whirring]

So, have you heard
about Carmen?

What about her?

She got a job
as a live-in maid.

I'm so glad.

I know she's been worried
about money.

Yeah, so... I guess you haven't
heard who she's working for.

[Doorbell rings]

Rosie!

Hola.
Hey.

Is Mr. Spence here?

No.

Then I need to talk to you.

Sure.
What's going on?

Why didn't you tell me
you got a job with Mr. Spence?

Well, it just happened.
Why?

I told you about us, right?

How he and I...

Had a thing.
[Chuckles] Yeah. So?

So I don't want you working
for him.

Why not?

It makes me uncomfortable.

I'm so sorry.

I will help you
find another job.

I don't want another job.

What exactly do you think
is gonna happen

if I clean for Spence?

You won't just be cleaning
for him.

You will be living with him...

Alone...
Just the two of you.

Are you serious?

He is very vulnerable,
and you are very pretty.

And you wear things like...
That.

So?

So he will be tempted.

It doesn't matter
if he's tempted. I'm not!

Please.

Just because you screwed
your boss doesn't mean I will.

It was not just sex.

I loved Spence.

And I love a steady paycheck.
Goodbye.

If you are my friend...

Rosie, after the way
you've just insulted me,

I'm gonna have to give that
some thought.

[Door slams]

Then Rosie asked me
to stop working for Spence.

Can you believe it?
It's like she doesn't trust me.

Look, when you're in love
with someone,

you're allowed to be
a little irrational.

And if you had talked to Rosie
before you took the job,

you would have known
how she felt.

Well, what's done is done.

This is no longer my problem.

Depends on how you look at it.

Which do you value more,

a job with Spence
or Rosie's friendship?

Well, I don't know.

I mean, how good a friend
is she, really?

Didn't she just loan you money?

I don't like
where this is going.

Even though she's up
to her neck in legal bills,

Rosie still helped you.

Do you know why?

She may have been drunk.

Carmen.

Yeah, okay, yes.

Rosie's a good friend.

But asking me to quit my job...

That's when you know
someone's a great friend.

You ask them
for an impossible favor,

and they still
come through for you.

Okay.

Let's say I stop working
for Spence.

What will I live on?

We'll loan you a little money.

Great friends
would loan me a lot.

We're not great friends.

That's why you should
hang onto Rosie.

[Laughs sarcastically]

[Both laugh]

I'm so glad you suggested this.

It has been ages
since I've played chess.

I'm coming to regret it.
You're demolishing me.

All in good fun, my friend.

[Glass shatters]

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

It sounded like
a window breaking.

Are you sure?

[Glass shatters]

There it is again.
Someone's breaking in.

Mr. Powell,
I didn't hear anything.

Then you're deaf.
We've got to investigate.

I don't understand it.

I absolutely heard the sound
of breaking glass.

You're just tired.
Why don't you get some rest?

And we'll pick up
our chess game tomorrow, okay?

[Sighs]

And this is my date, Helen.

It's so nice to meet you both.

Now, if you'll all excuse me,

I'm in desperate need
of a little-girls' room.

[Laughs]

Thanks again
for letting me bring Helen.

I know I put you
in an awkward position.

Eh, it's okay.

We just feel so bad
about the separation.

How is Zoila doing?
Not so good.

When I told her I was seeing
Helen, she was devastated.

[Door opens]

She seems to have bounced back.

[Door closes]

Why do you have a knife?

- I saw someone come in here!
- When?

- Just now!
- That's ridiculous.

I've been here reading
for the last hour.

Oh.

I-I-I could have sworn...

Adrian...

Please put that thing away.
You're scaring me.

[Sighs]

I'm sorry.
I'm... sorry.

So, is he still watching us?

[Laughing] He sure is.
[Chuckles]

Hold my hand and laugh.

[Both laugh]

And you are so sweet
for going along with this.

Oh, it's, uh...
It's been fun.

And for the life of me,

I'll never understand
why your husband left you.

I'm about to do something,

and it's not because Pablo
is standing 10 feet away.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You cold?
Yeah.

It's what I get for trying
to show this much cleavage.

[Chuckles] Here.

Allow me.

You're such a gentleman.

Well, hard not to be when you're
with such a beautiful lady.

Ooh.

Something's poking me.

Oh, that's my keys.
You can put them on the table.

I'm gonna ask the waiter
to bring us some coffee.

- That should help warm you up.
- Okay.

Waiter will be over in a sec.

What's wrong?

Why did Genevieve
pay you $1,000?

Oh, God.

[Sighs] What's going on?

- I can't tell you.
- Oh, I bet you can.

- Okay. Okay.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Um... Genevieve sort of paid me
to ask you out.

What?

I'm not really a florist.

Then what are you?

Uh, are you familiar with
the website stud-for-hire?

- Oh, my God!
- I'm sorry.

So, you're a hooker?
I kissed a hooker?

I prefer "escort," and if I had
known how nice you are,

I would have taken you out
for free.

Whoa!

If you think I will ever
let you touch me again,

you are sadly mistaken!

Mm!

Mm.

You lying sack of crap.

Take me home.

[Sighs]

[Door closes] So, tell me.

How was the party?

Glorious.

Oh!

What did Pablo do
when he saw you with Dave?

Was he furious?

Honestly?
I didn't notice.

Didn't notice?
[Chuckles]

The whole point
of taking a man to that party

was to get Pablo's attention.

Oh, to hell with Pablo.
I want Dave.

What?

Dave and I had
the most magical connection,

something
I've always dreamed of.

What do you think of
a June wedding? [Chuckles]

Oh, my God.

We could have a baby
by the spring.

Zoila, listen to me.

You cannot end up with Dave.

Why not?

Because...

Because he's a male prostitute?

Exactly, and...

Uh-oh.

Come here.

No.

How could you set me up
with a gigolo?

I only paid for companionship.

Frankly, his price for sex
is a little unreasonable.

What were you thinking?!

I thought
you'd make Pablo jealous

and he'd come back to you.

I've been so worried.

Why do you care so much
about my marriage?

Because I don't want you
to end up like me!

It is so horrible...
To be alone at this age.

Oh, honey.

I was trying to protect you.

Things may not work out
with Pablo and me.

It'll be sad, but that's life.

Still, I will not be alone,

because I will have the dearest,
craziest friend

to keep me company
until the day that I die.

That is so sweet.

[Sighs]

And if you ever pull
a stunt like this again,

it will be the day
that you die.

Got it?

Hmm.

I was just thinking of someone,
a man I used to know.

You got a dirty mouth
for a man that never talks.

Yes.

We were together,
but this man...

He doesn't
want to see me anymore.

I don't know.

I wish I did...
But I don't.

[Keys clacking]

I guess you can say that.

Let me get you
something to drink.

I'll be right back.

"I know what it's like

"to love someone
and then to lose them...

"But when you are old like me,

"you will learn that...
All things come to an end.

"So you have a choice.

"You can go on being lonely
and missing what you had...

Or you can move on
to something new and wonderful."

You're a wise man,
Mr. Kenneth.

[Door closes]

The doctor at sage creek says

I'll need at least a few weeks
of intensive therapy.

Take as much time as you need.

We can't play fast and loose
with your mental health.

Are you sure you don't want

your sister to come for a visit
while I'm gone?

I know you detest
being lonely.

Don't you worry about me.

I will find some way
to occupy myself.

[Sighing] Well...

I guess this is goodbye.

It certainly is.
Goodbye, my darling.

[Engine turns over]

How soon until we go in
and take off our clothes?

Out of respect...

We should wait until his car
leaves the driveway.

Hey, sweetheart.
How was your day?

Enlightening.

Oh?

I just got off the phone
with my attorney.

He said you left Ethan
$5 million in your will.

Why does it feel like you're
accusing me of something?

I'm just trying to understand

why you'd leave that much money
to your maid's son.

It doesn't make sense unless...

Unless what?

Unless...
He's also your son.

You think I had an affair
with Opal?

I don't know.
[Chuckles]

Well, then you
should have asked...

Instead of using a prenup
as an excuse

to look through
my financial records.

Fine.
I'm a terrible person.

- Why is Ethan in your will?
- You know, if you think

I would cheat on my wife,
why are you even here?

I want to trust you. If there's
something I'm missing...

Yes, I care about Ethan!
He grew up in this house!

Is... is it so strange
that I'd provide for him?!

God, I am so angry
with you right now!

I'm sorry. I am.

But I need you
to say the words.

Ethan is not my son.

And I'm sleeping
in the guest room tonight.

[Door closes]

[Doorbell rings] It's open.

Come on in.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I've been thinking.
I hate being a maid.

And to risk a friendship
over a job I despise,

that's... well, that's dumb.
Even for me.

Carmen.

So I'm gonna tell Spence
that he's got to find

someone else to scrub
his floors, okay?

[Chuckles]

I've been thinking, too,

and I can't keep
worrying about Spence.

He is living his life... and
it's time for me to live mine.

So you don't want me to quit?

It would be nice to know
that someone I trust

will be there
to look after him.

[Door opens]

I'll take wonderful care
of him.

Thank you.
[Knock on door]

Reggie: Hey, Rosie.

Ready to go?

Yes.
I'll be right there.

You got a date?

I told you.
I'm living my life.

Do I look okay?

Hold on.

This.

Much better.
[Laughs]

Well, I got to go make dinner
for Spence.

Oh. Hold on.

[Sighs]

Much better.

Wow. You sketched your
little heart out, didn't you?

[Chuckles]

What can I say?
[Chuckles]

You inspired me.

Do you like them?

You know,
I-I'm sure they're great,

but I really don't know anything
about clothes.

They're just statements.

What you wear says something
about who you are

or who you'd like to be.

I think now is the perfect
time for my gift. Gift?

Like I said,
you inspired me, so...

I made you something.

Whoa.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

Really?

Yeah. This is, like, the nicest
shirt I've ever owned.

[Laughs]
You don't have to say that.

Then how about I say this?

[Cellphone rings]

[Cellphone beeps]

Hello?

Dr. Gold: Mrs. Delatour,

I'm Dr. Gold
from Remi's program in Africa.

Is everything okay?
Well, not really.

Remi has a rather serious
viral infection,

and he's not responding
to our treatments.

Oh, my God.

Do you need me
to fly out there?

No. We're sending him home
on the next plane.

Thank you.

[Cellphone beeps]

I heard raised voices
last night.

Is everything all right?

Nicholas and I just had
a bit of a... disagreement.

That's all.

I heard my name mentioned.

I talked to Ethan
a few days ago.

He told me he didn't know
who his father was.

Then I discovered that Nicholas

has left Ethan a lot of money
in his will, so...

You let your imagination
run wild.

I'm afraid so.

Hmm.

My first husband cheated on me.

Clearly, I have trust issues.

I met Ethan's father...
In a bar.

He told me I was pretty.

In those days, that was
something I needed to hear,

so...
I let him take me home.

But there was something
about him, something...

Frightening.

Halfway through,
I changed my mind.

I wanted to leave.

But he wouldn't let me.

Ethan was the result
of that horrifying night.

Opal...

I never told my son.

I'd... rather he think
I was promiscuous

than tell him that
his father was a monster.

I am so sorry.

[Chuckles] Don't be.

My life worked out in the end.

I have a decent job,
a nice place to live.

And someday,
though he doesn't know it yet,

my son will become
a very rich man.

I owe that all to Nicholas.

He has been so kind.

And I will always be
in his debt.

[Sighs]

Well...

Did you talk to her?

I told Marisol you left Ethan
all that money

out of the goodness
of your heart.

Thank you for lying.

A deal's a deal.