Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 2, Episode 9 - The Visit - full transcript

Previously on Devious Maids...

I saw you kissing Dr. Sanders
in the street.

I was supportive when you first gave
your power of attorney to Lucinda

because I thought she had
your best interests at heart.

My father kicked me out
of this house because of you.

I don't want her to leave.

It's Didi.

I wish she was the one
going away.

An opportunity
might present itself.

What's wrong?

There's a problem
with my kidneys.



Seems the little buggers
are starting to shut down.

Sounds like she's more
than a boss to you.

So much more.

I'm moving out tonight.

I'm really sorry
that we couldn't be friends.

- He knows.
- He suspects.

- You think they're having an affair?
- Oh, I know they are.

I need to catch her
in the unholy act

so she will be crushed
and I will win.

Carter killed Alejandro.

That might not be
how the rest of us remember it.

Kind of pathetic,
don't you think...

Screwing the help?

Hey, you're out of line.



He's trying
to take you away from me.

He doesn't love you like I do.

I don't want to go back home.

Well, for obvious reasons,

I can't let you
stay here anymore.

Well, you need something

to take your mind off
all this drama with Ty.

And a fabulous show-biz party
is just what the doctor ordered.

You doing okay?

I'm just glad he's gone.

Oh, thanks, Zoila,
but I can't Friday.

Spence is having a party for
the cast and crew of his show.

Yeah.

Can we get together tomorrow?

Okay.

Hold on.
I have to call you back.

Carmen, what a small world.

Are you following me?
Why would you think that?

'Cause I also saw you
at the market this morning.

Oh. And at the
movies last night.

What do you think you're doing?
Okay.

Yes, I-I've been waiting for
the right time to talk to you,

but just to help you understand
how I feel.

It doesn't matter how you feel.
I don't feel anything.

- Carmen.
- I date men.

And I'm sorry, Ty,
but all I see when I look at you

is a confused little boy.

Now, stop following me!

What are we doing here, Ty?

I thought we weren't gonna hang
for a while.

This is sort of an emergency.

Have you been reading
the papers, man?

The cops asked the FBI

to help find out who's doing
the home invasions.

The FBI! Okay?
We can't be seen together.

Clearly we're all still freaked
out over what happened, so...

Fine.
I'll get to the point.

I want us to hit another house.

Are you high?

Last time we went out,
Carter killed somebody.

Hey, was I the moron who put
real bullets in the gun?

- No one told you to point it at...
- Shut up, both of you!

Our Robin hood days are over.

No, they're not.
And here's why.

I will go to the cops
and turn us all in

if you don't help me.

You're crazy.

So the doctors tell me.

Every cop in the city
is on alert.

One more house.

If you help me do this,
we're golden.

[Inhales deeply]

Let's say we put the masks on
one more time.

Who would we be robbing?

My Uncle Spence.

[cellphone beeps]

What did the doctor say?

I'm not a match.
I'm so sorry.

It's all right, darling.

I'll just get a kidney
from someone else.

Maybe I should get tested.

You're sweet to offer,

but I know how much Tequila
you put away on the weekends.

I'd prefer to have a kidney
that wasn't so abused.

For the record, I drink Tequila
on the weekends

because I spend my weekdays
with you.

[Sighs]

Why not call one of our cousins
from Oklahoma?

They might be a match.

I detest that part
of the family.

If I let them give me
a major organ,

they'll think
they have the right

to visit me and use my pool.

Mom, this is your health
that we're talking about.

I just think it would be easier
to buy one from a stranger.

Zoila.

You must know someone who's
strapped for cash in the barrio.

Santo dios.

Oh, good.
Give him a call.

Mom, people aren't allowed
to sell their organs.

Why?

Poor people have organs.
Rich people need them.

Why must the government

always stand in the way
of the small businessman?

Hey, why don't we
call Uncle Henri? No.

I don't want anyone in
the family knowing about this.

Promise me you won't say anything.
Okay.

But you have to start taking
this thing seriously, mom.

I mean, what are we gonna do
if your kidneys fail completely?

Relax.

I gave up food in the '80s.

I see no reason why I can't
give up fluids, as well.

Give me Henri's number.

I just promised mom
I wouldn't call him.

Yeah, but I didn't.

I will be making a decision
about a nurse very soon.

My husband gets home
from the hospital on Friday.

You must be so excited.
I am.

But it won't be
a quick recovery,

so I'm going to need someone
who can...

Put him at ease,
lift his spirits.

[Sternly] I can do that.

Uh-huh.

Well, I have someone else
waiting to be interviewed, so...

Somebody get me a jacket.

[Door closes]
'Cause that lady is frosty!

Hi.
Sorry to keep you waiting.

I'm sorry to eavesdrop,
but miss congeniality was loud.

Oh, was that too catty?

Shoot! Now you know I'm a bitch.
Name's Molly.

Marisol.
Please, sit down.

- Nice to meet you.
- Oh, I hope so.

The last lady I worked for,
she said I was too brassy.

I think I'm just fun,

but she was the one
with lupus, so...

Well, I think
you're delightful.

And I'm ready to have someone
working here who makes me laugh.

I recently parted ways
with a very nasty employee.

Fought the urge to kick her
several times a day.

Really?

Shoot.
Now you know I'm a bitch.

Self-deprecating.
I love that. [Laughs]

Here is my resumee
and my references.

So, cards on the table,
I really want this job.

You just seem so nice,
and I love the way you dress.

And if there's anything
you want to know about me,

just go ahead and ask.

Well, I do have one question.

When can you start?

[Gasps] Ooh!
[Chuckles]

Adrian, have you seem the paper?

Nicholas Deering was hit
by a car.

We should run over there later

and drop off
some sort of bouquet.

Marisol is allergic to roses,

so... that seems
the logical choice.

What's wrong?

I know you're sleeping with Tony.

So?

So, you have to stop
seeing him.

Mm... I'd rather not.

Evelyn!

Tony makes me happy.

And as it turns out,
I like to be happy.

What am I supposed to do?

Just stand here
while you screw the help?

Isn't that where I stood
while you screwed the help?

That was different.
How?

I don't know.

Don't worry.

Lots of people have
open marriages these days.

I'm sure you will find a way
to adjust.

And if it will cheer you up,

I'll let you try to seduce
Valentina.

She'll probably quit,

but her cleaning is subpar,
so I won't care.

Why would Tony want to be
with you?

He finds me attractive.

Which part?

Your vicious tongue?

Your acidic personality?

Or that ice cube that lies
where your heart ought to be?

You finished trying
to hurt me now?

You misunderstand me.

I'm saying only a man like me

can be attracted
to a woman like you.

S-semi annual
c-clearance sale.

Very good,
Mr. Kenneth.

What's going on? Rosie's using the
coupons that come in the mail

to help Uncle Ken
do his speech therapy.

20 p-percent off shoes.

Wonderful!

And I'll take that.

Reg, I saw you left a bag
in Lucinda's room.

Are you planning on staying
with us?

Just for a couple days.
My apartment's being painted.

Really?
'Cause I ran into Althea,

and she says you don't
live there anymore.

Your friend has no idea
what she's talking about.

[Telephone rings]

Well, I never knew her
to make stuff up.

Hello?

Let me get her.

Mm.
It's Dr. Sanders.

Oh, why would he be calling me?
Thank you.

This is Didi Miller.

Well, I'm very sorry, doctor,
but my husband is doing better,

and we no longer require
your services.

[Telephone beeps]
Why is he calling you?

It's nothing.
Got to run. See y'all later.

You said
you stopped seeing him.

We'll talk about it later,
Rosie!

We sure will.

What do you mean you told him?

I mean Adrian confronted me
about the affair,

and I confessed.

W-why would you do that?

Because I adore you,

and I'm sick of sneak around
in the shadows.

Our relationship needs the sun
in order to grow.

How did Mr. Powell react?

There were
a few barbed remarks,

but not much in the way
of emotion.

We are jaded sophisticates,
after all.

Tony?

Why aren't you smiling?
This is good news.

Of course.

This is a wonderful thing.

I have an idea.

Tonight, when we make love,
let's leave the door open.

Why?

Adrian's never heard me orgasm
before.

I thought
it might be instructive.

That was a joke.

Why aren't you laughing?

I'm sorry.

It's just... I really never
thought you'd tell him.

[Sighs]
What are you doing here?

Guys asked me to talk to you.

About what?

We can't pull another job.

I'm sorry.

Wasn't it the three of you
who asked me to help you

- rob rich people in the first place?
- I know, but...

"We can fight income inequality.
We can help the poor."

And I remember everything
you used to say to me.

But then someone got killed.

I told you what will happen
if you bail on me.

Damn it, Ty!
We're your friends.

Jason just got accepted
into Yale,

Carter's gonna be an intern
at C.A.A. this summer,

and I've met a girl
that's really special.

Our lives are just beginning.

Why would you want
to ruin them?

What about my life?

When does it begin?

Sorry?

I met a girl, too,

and I'm totally in love
with her.

That's... great.

I think she would love me
if she just saw me differently.

Wait.

You want us to risk
going to jail

just so you can impress
some chick?

Don't talk to me
like I'm stupid.

I thought this through.

Then enlighten me.

How does us robbing your Uncle
get you this girl?

Simple.

I'm gonna save her life.

Read me another one.

No, no.

That's a catalogue
for women's underwear.

There are no words,
just pictures.

I know.

[Door closes] Oh.

I'll be right back.

Here's some real mail
to practice on.

Did you see
Dr. Sanders?

Yes.

Mrs. Didi,
you promised!

I ended the affair weeks ago,

but bill started calling again.

I went over there to tell him
to leave me the hell alone.

And that's all that happened?
No hanky panky?

No.
I swear.

'Cause if Mr. Kenneth
ever found out you cheated,

it would hurt him so much.
I know.

And I admit the affair
was wrong,

but come on.

Haven't you ever made
a mistake?

[Sighs]

Okay.

But if you want to stay
with Mr. Kenneth,

you can have nothing to do
with that man.

Don't take his calls,
don't go to his house,

even to yell at him.

In time,
he will get the message.

Thanks for looking out for me.

It's not you
I'm looking out for.

[Sighs]

Hey.

So, I set up the adjustable bed
in the guest room

and brought in
some I.V. stands.

Anything else we need, we can
get after Nicholas gets home.

Molly, you're a godsend.

Aww.
What's all this?

- My book.
- You're a writer? No way!

Well, I'm trying to be.

I used to work for a writer...

Shel Sumac,
the presidential historian.

I've heard of him.
Was he nice?

When he was sober,
which was never.

- [Chuckling] Really?
- Oh, yeah.

[Slurred]
Oh, I-I won a Pulitzer.

You must've worked
for a lot of crazies.

Oh, okay, you know
Sara Innskeep, the actress?

Nympho!

No. Yeah. She was
totally into bondage.

She used to have these guys
come over to the house,

and they would
smack her around.

I mean, I was appalled,

un-until I saw
her new sitcom,

and then I felt like
slugging her myself.

[Laughs]
You know, that's crazy.

That's sort of what my book
is about...

Working for the rich and famous

and seeing their insanity
up close and personal.

Oh. That sounds juicy. Mm.

Well, I should probably stop
bothering you.

No.

It's so nice to finally

have someone in this house
that I can talk to.

Yeah,
you said you didn't care for

the woman who used
to work here.

Opal.

She had... issues.

Sounds like there's
a good story there.

I shouldn't gossip.

Oh, please.

Just between us girls.

[Inhales deeply]

Well... Opal had
an unusually close relationship

with the first Mrs. Deering.

Genevieve's fine.

She's just not at the top
of the donor list,

so keep your fingers crossed,
mija.

[Doorbell rings]

Someone's at the door.
I got to run.

Oh, my God.

I am so sorry.

For what?

Remember, this only happened
because I don't want you to die.

What happened?

No, you have to promise
to forgive me first.

Zoila, what's going on?

Well... I sort of called
Henri.

You did what?!

And I told him you didn't want
the family to know.

Please tell me
he didn't call her.

Where is everybody?!

Oh, for crap sake.

This place has more doors
than a whorehouse.

And with that much makeup,
you'd be the star attraction.

Hello, mother.

Sorry I'm late.

Why are you dressed like that?

I'm being stalked by Ty.

I don't want him
to recognize me.

Then stop wearing makeup.

How will that help?

I've seen you without makeup.
You are unrecognizable.

I can't wait to be your age.

Then I won't have to worry about
men following me.

So, then Marisol gets a call
from the police.

Turns out her fiance's
in the hospital.

Shh!

That woman is talking about
Marisol.

So, even though he lied to her,

she marries him just
because he's been hit by a car.

[Laughter] Hey.

Would you like to hear about
our specials?

Can you come back later?

We're trying to listen
to a private conversation.

[Laughing]
I mean, who does that?

I mean, who gets married
in a hospital? It's crazy.

[Doorbell rings]

You alphabetize
your skin-care products?

Huh?

And why would you eat a box of
girl scout cookies for breakfast?

I've been under
a lot of stress lately,

and how do you know that?

Your new nurse has a big mouth.

Molly has been gossiping
about me?

With her friends at the cafe.

So, you want to pour me
a scotch?

- I know you have 16 bottles.
- Whoa, whoa, wait.

Molly didn't reveal
anything embarrassing, did she?

She told them about
your impromptu wedding

and your doubts about Nick.

Oh, my God.

But on a positive note,
she really likes your book.

My book is in galleys.
Nobody's read m...

Oh, my God.

Come on.

It's time to break out
the cookies and the scotch.

[Sighs]

[Crunching]

Mr. Powell?
Are you okay?

You seem depressed.

It's one of the side effects
of total emasculation.

I'm sorry.

I don't know that word.

It's what happens to a man
when he becomes a cuckold.

Oh.

Don't know that one either,
do you?

Not a clue.

My wife is betraying me
with another man.

I've lost all semblance
of dignity. No.

You're still dignified.

It's funny.

I've been married to Evelyn
all these years,

but I didn't know
how much I loved her

until I saw her in the arms
of another man.

I think
it's good you know that.

Now you can fight for her.

No, it's too late.

You know what I do
when life seems hopeless?

I pray.

Oh.

Poor people have
the most interesting hobbies.

Maybe you should ask God
for guidance.

Mm, after the life I've led,

I'd be embarrassed
to ask for God's help.

Well, if you don't mind,
I'm gonna pray for you.

I would like that.

You are a paragon
of munificence.

That means you're nice.

Oh.
[Chuckles]

When are they going to finish
painting your apartment?

You're not trying
to get rid of me, are you?

No.

- I like having you here.
- Good.

'Cause I like being here.

[Doorbell rings]

I'll get it.

- Can I help you?
- [Slurring] Where's Didi?

She's not here.

You're Dr. Sanders,
right?

You used to take care
of my Uncle Ken.

She won't return my calls,
and I have to see her.

Mrs. Didi told you

she does not want you to...
Be her doctor anymore!

You have to leave!
Didi?!

I don't think so, buddy.

[Grunts]

- That was weird, huh?
- What was that?

It is none of our business.

That man tried to break
into my family's home.

It's absolutely my business.

Okay.

But you've got to promise
not to tell anyone.

I promise.
What's going on?

When Mr. Kenneth was sicker,
it was very hard on Mrs. Didi.

She got lonely.

Got friendly
with the good doctor?

But it's over now,
and she's so sorry.

Uncle Ken doesn't know?

That's why you can't say
anything.

Mr. Kenneth will be
so hurt.

Look, grandma.

Zoila made fried chicken and
corn on the cob in your honor.

If I really mattered,

one of you would've called me
a week ago

to say
that my daughter's dying.

I'm not that sick, mother.

Don't lie.

I can see it in your body.
You're wasting away.

This is my normal weight,
mother.

You should've seen her
when she was six.

Everyone called her
the butterball express.

Not everyone, mother.
Just you.

You used to be fat?

I was zaftig.

German women are zaftig.

You were fat.

Do you want some iced tea?

Only if it's laced with valium.

Don't know why
you're so angry at me.

I haven't seen you
for two years.

Well, you're here now.

So, why don't
we just enjoy this...

Ridiculously unhealthy meal.

You need more fat in your diet.

Women look better
when they're a little chubby.

Well, like Zoila here.

Where did you say
we keep that valium?

I'm sorry
I'm not in a good mood.

It's been a stressful time.

Bull.

You just don't want me to visit,
and I know why.

'Cause I don't let you act
like a phony.

What are you talking about?

You put on airs,

use big words
like your rich, snobby friends.

Her name isn't really Genevieve,
you know.

What?
Knock it off, mother.

She got "Genevieve"
from a romance novel.

Her real name is eunice.

Eunice Mudge.

I'll put you in a nursing home,
so help me.

She made her brother, Henry,
change his name, too.

Big phony.

One with bars on the windows!

See how she talks to me?

All I want to do is enjoy
my corn on the cob,

and I can't
because she's got to yell at me.

Do you know why I yell, mother?

It's because
I'm trying to rise above

the muck and mire
of my childhood

to create a life of elegance
and refinement and...

For God's sakes, mother,
what are you doing?

I got something stuck
on my choppers.

Grandma,
put your teeth back in.

Sorry, folks.

After 80,
corn is not your friend.

I can't do this.

Where are you going?

I can't.
Not anymore.

I'm sorry.

Are you all right?

I want her out of this house.

She's your mother.
You can't kick her out.

You're right.

I can't, but you can.

Hold on a second.

You brought her here.
You get rid of her.

And that's an order.

I brought you into my
home because I trusted you.

Now I find out
that you're sharing

the most private parts of
my life with total strangers?

And judging me?

I am super sorry,

but you might want to climb down
off that high horse you're on.

High horse?

I read your book, remember?

You write about all those loons
you used to work for

in Beverly Hills
when you were a maid.

You discuss in detail
their lives and their problems,

and going by your tone,
you judge them plenty.

All I did was tell the truth
about the things that I saw.

So, you're better than me

because you put your gossip down
on paper?

Look, it's okay.
We all do it.

Everybody talks about
other people's lives.

You're right.
I'm a hypocrite.

It's okay.
I won't tell anyone.

I know you won't,

because you're gonna sign
a confidentiality agreement.

Come on.

For you to work here,
I need to know

that you're not gonna talk about
my private life, or anyone else's.

I gave up coke.
I guess I can give up gossip.

You know,
for all the high-profile folks

that you've worked for,
I'm surprised

that no one has made you sign a
confidentiality agreement before.

Oh, one guy did...
A rock star in Bel Air.

His mansion was orgy city.

- Molly!
- Sorry.

I just can't give it up
cold Turkey.

Mr. Kenneth.

The mail is here.

It's time to do our therapy.

Mr. Kenneth.

Are we ready?

Any c-c-catalogues?

Not the kind you're looking for,
you dirty old man.

[Chuckles]

What shall we read today?

Credit-card offers,
bills.

Oh.

You've got some sort of letter.

Why don't you read this
to me, hmm?

"Dear... Kenneth."

Very good.
You didn't stutter that time.

"I'm writing
to let you know that..."

No, no, don't stop.
You're doing so good.

Mr. Kenneth?

_

_

_

Oh, Mr. Kenneth,
I'm so sorry.

Thank you, Tony.

Of course, Mrs. Powell.

Oh, I can't wait to see what
Marisol has done to this place.

I have a sinking feeling

she's festooned the interior
with pinatas.

Mr. Powell.

We obviously haven't had
the chance to speak,

and I just wanted to say

I'm sorry about the position
I've put you in.

Honestly, I'm more concerned

about the positions
you've put my wife in.

Evelyn, Adrian.

Someone I don't know, hi.

We heard about
what happened to Nick.

Even though we haven't spoken
to him in years,

we were very concerned.

You're sweet to stop by.

Please, come in.

[Door closes]

Allow me to introduce
our driver, Dick.

Tony.

Oh, of course.
What was I thinking?

We brought you
a little something...

Just our way of letting Nicholas
know we're thinking of him.

They're absolutely gorgeous.

Molly!

Would you mind putting these
in some water?

I think there's a vase
in the dining room.

So thoughtful.
Roses.

Tony, wait for us outside.

We'll only be a moment.

Of course.

Please, come sit.
Oh.

Marisol, I love
what you've done with the place.

- I haven't changed a thing.
- I know.

I'll be back in a moment.
I need to use the facilities.

Molly, was it?

May I help you?
Forgive me,

but I couldn't help notice.

Sorry about that.
No, no, no, it's all right.

I take it you know Tony?

Look, I'm not supposed
to gossip.

But...

When I knew him,
his name wasn't Tony.

You must tell me more.

Hello, Mr. Powell.

Good evening, Valentina.

I wanted you to know
I've been praying for you.

Well, you could stop now,
my dear.

It worked.

There's been
an unexpected complication.

Her husband has found out
about the affair.

No, it's fine.

I just have to come up
with a new plan.

Oh, believe me,

I am counting down the minutes
till I can dump this bitch.

[Door opens]

Hello, darling.

Hello, my love.

Hey, you.
Where's my daughter?

In her room, resting.

Yeah, I'll bet.
She is.

This kidney thing,
it's really taking its toll.

In fact... I was thinking
maybe you should come back

some other time,
when she's better.

Did she tell you
to throw me out?

[Scoffs]
My daughter, the class act.

Well, can you blame her?

I'm sure you mean well,
but you are...

A pain in the ass?

Times 10.

I was a single mom in the '50s.

There weren't many of us
back then.

I'd look for work,

and people would tell me
"get a husband."

I'd get work, and my boss would
try to pinch my ass, or worse.

I had to be tough for my kids.

But they're grown.

Can't you relax and take pride
in a job well done?

I'm not so proud
of how "Genevieve" turned out.

She's a wonderful human being.

And so what if she moved to L.A.
to reinvent herself?

She's allowed.

She's not allowed to be ashamed
of me.

She's not allowed to forget
what I did for her,

how I put clothes on her back
a-and a roof over her head.

I'm not sure what she remembers
about her childhood,

but I'm sure she loves you.

I would like her love.

But I demand her respect.

[Bottle slams]

If she wants me to leave,

she can tell me herself.

Genevieve: Well?

Did you throw her out?

I'm sorry.
I couldn't do it.

Why not?

Do you know
what the fifth commandment is?

It's thou shalt honor
they mother and thy father.

Zoila, you've seen how she is.

How could I honor that?

By remembering everything
that she did right

and forgiving her for everything
that she did wrong.

Because one day, she will die,

and if you haven't done
everything that you can

to build a relationship
with that woman,

honey...

You will be so sad.

Didi: [Voice breaking]
Please, look.

If you talk to Kenny...
If you just talk to him...

You can just tell him
it doesn't make any sense.

Look, you signed this.

[Crying]

I'll be right back.

Please.
I love my husband.

I love him.

What's going on?
[Sighs]

Uncle Ken asked
me and his business managers

to inform Didi
that he wants a divorce.

[Gasps] No.

Because of that letter?

We're going over
the prenup she signed.

She's leaving tomorrow.

But Didi knows
she made a mistake.

Didn't she tell him that?

He doesn't care.

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

I feel so bad.
I know.

It's awful.

That's why I'm gonna stick
around here a while longer.

Uncle Ken needs family
right now.

Oh, o-okay.

I-I got to get back.

Uh, would you mind bringing
my briefcase upstairs for me?

Sure.

Oh, you forgot your pad.

[Crying]
Please, just talk to him.

Didi, do you see this?
This is your signature.

But I love him.

But you signed it,
and these are legal documents.

[Indistinct conversation]

Zoila, I can't find the remote.

I told you.

I put it on the table
next to your chair.

Well, I don't think you did,
but...

Psst!

I've been thinking.
You were right.

I can't kick my mother
out of my house.

It would be something I'd regret
for the rest of my life.

Good girl.

But I need more time
to figure out how to handle her,

so...

What's that?

I'm going to the four seasons
for a few weeks.

Wait!

Who's gonna take care
of your mother?

Zoila!
It's not here!

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

No!

Zoila!

[Up-tempo music plays]

So nice to meet you.
Hey.

I know you.
You work on Spence's show.

Hi. I can't believe I'm meeting Dr.
Blake McDye,

the evil,
bipolar heart surgeon.

I hate you so much.

Uh... thank you.

Hi, Carmen.

Damn it, Ty!

If you don't leave now,
I'm gonna call the police.

I'm only here because I left my
chemistry textbook in my room.

I'll only be a minute.

I-I'm not here to bother you.
Honest.

Make it fast.

[Indistinct conversations]

[Keypad clicking]

[Cellphone chimes]

All right.
He's good.

I got the code to the gate,

so getting in is gonna be
a piece of cake.

Here's how it's gonna go down.

Ty wants to be
the big hero tonight,

so we're gonna go in
and follow our normal game plan,

and then I'm gonna grab the maid
and threaten her.

Whoa, man, nobody's supposed
to get hurt.

Nobody will.

"Our hero" is gonna overpower me
and save the day,

and then we run out.

Ty's gonna overpower you?

Is anybody gonna believe that?

If that's what he wants,
then that's what's gonna happen.

And then we're done with
that clown forever, you got it?

Good.

[Indistinct conversations
in distance]

You said one minute.

I know it's here somewhere.

Look, if this is just some
excuse to talk to me, I'm...

Oh.

Well, I-I guess
you can go now.

Carmen, listen.

I'm sorry
I've been upsetting you,

but I'm really not
the creepy kid you think I am.

I'm a man.

And I just keep hoping

that one day,
you'll see me that way.

But if you don't even want to be
friends with me,

then I'll understand.

Spence: Carmen!
People want cake.

[Sighs]

We'll see.

Just give me some time.

It's not really my height.

Where were you?
I'll tell you later.

- Let's cut the cake.
- Yeah.

Everyone on your knees!

[People gasping, screaming]

What the hell is this?
[Gunshot]

[People scream]
On your knees, people!

Wallets and jewelry
in the bag, now!

What are you doing?

I'm not letting this happen
again.

- Put that away!
- 911. What's your emergency?

Ah! Nice try.

Hey, hey, just... just let
her... [people scream]

Listen up, morons!

If anyone tries anything,
we will shoot her!

- Let her go!
- Ty, get down.

You're gonna get the lady
killed.

On your knees now.

So help me.

[Screams]

[People scream]

Screw this!

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

Dude, you're bleeding
pretty bad.

We've got to get you
to the hospital.

No, no, that's where the police
will be looking.

Just drive.
I know where to go.

[Sirens wailing]

Yes, sir.
[Door closes]

And these home invaders
didn't take anything?

They didn't have time.

After my maid stabbed the one
guy, the other two ran out.

[Chuckles]
That's a good maid.

Might want to get yourself
a gun for protection. Mm.

I got a 9 mil under my bed.

There just wasn't time
to get it.

Yeah.
[Doorbell rings]

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

I heard what happened.

Is Carmen okay?

Oh, she's great.
She's great.

She saved the day, you know?

[Chuckles] I heard.

[Indistinct conversations]

A-are you all right?

Yeah, sure. Just a little
shaken up. That's all.

Good.

I'm glad you weren't hurt.

Yeah? I thought
you were still mad at me

about that little dust-up
I had with Reggie.

I think he needed
a little dusting up.

I-it's good to see you,
Spence.

Carmen.
The girls are on their way over.

Zoila's bringing tacos.
Marisol is bringing booze.

We're gonna take
good care of you.

That's so sweet,
but just being here is enough.

No, Carmen.

They put a gun to your head.

You're allowed to get
a little drunk.

I wasn't that scared.

Mostly I was angry.

I knew in seconds those were
the men who killed Alejandro.

But then this guy...

Decides to be a hero.

I mean, I fell on my face.

I didn't see anybody else
stand up to those punks.

He distracted the leader,

which gave me enough time
to stab him.

You sound like a hero to me.

The detective got
some good news.

He's confident they're gonna
find the guys that did this.

But they were wearing masks.
How are you gonna find them?

Well, we're watching
all the hospitals.

The one that got stabbed...
He's got to go somewhere.

Ethan?

Ethan. Ethan!

Ethan!

What is it?!