Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 3, Episode 9 - Bad Girl - full transcript

Previously on
"Devious Maids"...

Christopher's back in town.
He's moving in here with us.

How excited are you to have
a doctor for a roommate?

I think it's time for me
to move back to my own house.

I am having feelings
for Ernesto.

- Are you going back to him?
- I am so sorry.

You come back
here again, I'll kill you!

I've had bad luck with men.

I'm waiting for
the other shoe to drop.

There is no other shoe.

[Cocks gun]



We've been able
to identify the victim.

That's Louie Becker.

What about this man?
He looks dead.

That's my daddy.

You grew up in México.
Didn't you, Katy?

Katy needs a parent!
We can't both go to jail!

- What did you do?
- I'm sorry.

I can't tell you anything else.

- What's wrong?
- [Crying] Michael left me.

Of all the music people
in town,

the only one who wants to
sign me is your wife.

You must be Carmen Luna.

If I'm working with her
and sleeping with you,

she's going to figure it out.



_

_

- You were flirting with her.
- I was just being friendly.

You were flirting.

- If your husband cheats on you...
- Why do I stay?

Women like us...
we don't need men like that.

- Thanks, Carmen.
- Yeah.

From now on,

you can get your jollies
however you please,

but you have to give me
something I want.

- And what's that?
- I want a child.

So, Mrs. Powell,
you'd like to adopt a child.

I'm making a donation.

How much money
are we talking about?

[Pen clicks]

Welcome home, my darling.

[Singsongy] Just
a few more steps. Careful...

For God's sakes, Evelyn.
I'm not an invalid.

Doctor gave me
a clean bill of health.

He also told you
not to exert yourself.

Now I want you to rest.

Let me see to your every need.

Here you are, sweetheart.

Okay.

What's going on here?
What do you mean?

You're being kind.
I find it unsettling.

Like seeing a cat
walking on its hind legs.

Oh, don't be silly.

I've been kind to you
several times in our marriage.

Yes, but I was just
in the hospital

for engaging in sadomasochistic
play with our maid.

Please!
That's all forgotten.

Besides, your little brush
with mortality

just served to remind me
how precious you are to me.

Oh, Evelyn, you must stop.

The hair on my arms
is literally standing on end.

Oh, darling,
I've missed that wit.

Why don't you settle in
while I bring you your present?

- You got me a present?
- Mm-hmm.

Are you trying to butter me up?

I just... wanted to
welcome you home in style.

Now wait here.
I'll be right back.

And the mystery continues.

What did you get me?

Golf clubs?

A new watch?

A small black child?

Adrian, this is Deion,

our new son.

♪

Sebastien's wife kissed you?

We were just talking
and then... pracata!

She was all over me.

She's in the industry, right?

Those people are always
kissing hello and goodbye.

Not on the lips.

I'm telling you, the way
Jacklyn looked at me,

it meant something to her.

Do you think
she's in love with me?

You think everyone's
in love with you.

Show me.

What?

Show me how she kissed you.

I'm not kissing you.

I'll kiss Rosie.

Okay.

Wow. You really know how
to make a girl feel special.

- Okay, I'm Jacklyn, and you're me.
- Okay.

So what do you think?

I think you have
very soft lips.

Well, I think you smell
really good.

You two need a room?

What does Sebastien think
about all this?

I haven't told him
anything yet.

You know all this time
he's been saying

how his wife is cold and...

Maybe she's cold for a reason.

Or maybe the kiss
meant nothing,

and Sebastien cheats
because he's a cheater.

Well, I can't tell him anything
until I know the truth.

You should talk to Jacklyn.
[Sighs]

Ask her what it meant.

Ay yi yi,
why do I have to be so hot?

[Laughs]

I can't believe
Michael left you.

What happened?

I'm not really sure.

You don't know why he left?

Or maybe he just doesn't like
being married.

I mean, I'm not
the first wife he's left.

Oh. [Huffs] That was
different. Olivia was a nut.

And he left her for you.

Well, I guess we've just...
[Sighs] grown apart.

I'm worried about you.

I mean,
you had that... overdose.

No, I told you,
that was an accident.

Sweetie, what is going on?

You used to tell me everything. I
want us to be close again. [Sighs]

I want that, too.

So, do you think
there's any chance

that Michael might come back?

Marisol, if you really want us
to be better friends,

can you just support me
and stop asking questions?

Of course. Of course.

Now, Deion,
have you read much Dickens?

No, Mrs. Powell.

Well, you are in for a treat.

This one is about

a little orphan boy
named Oliver Twist.

Carmen, would you take Deion
into the kitchen

and make him some lunch?

I need a moment
with Mrs. Powell.

I'm not a nanny.

You're not much of maid,
either.

Evelyn, when you told me
you wanted a child,

I assumed
we'd discuss the idea.

You thought you could
talk me out of it.

How in the world did you
get a child so quickly?

I simply filled out
the application...

and then I donated
a small building.

You bribed your way
into this adoption.

We haven't actually
adopted Deion yet.

We're fostering him.

It's more of
a lease-to-buy situation,

like with your Lexus.

So he's not permanent?
We can still change our minds?

Are you uncomfortable with
a child of color?

Of course not!
I don't want any child.

We are far too old
to start over with all of this.

Listen, you can just leave
the child-rearing to me.

You can focus on
selling this house.

- We're still on that?
- Yes, we're still on that.

We're starting a new chapter
in our lives.

A change of scenery would
do us all good.

Fine.
I'll talk to the realtor.

Don't look so grim!
We're doing a wonderful thing.

With the right education
and opportunities,

Deion could become
the next Barack Obama.

Bite your tongue!

[Humming]

Mmm!

[Continues humming]

[Groans]

[Utensil clatters] [Sighs]

[Slams drawer]

[Opens drawer]

Dr. Neff, have you been
rearranging the kitchen?

Well, doesn't this setup
make so much more sense?

Not really,
I can't find anything.

Where's my soup ladle?

[Opens drawer]

Voilá, Zoilá.

That does not rhyme.
Why did you do this?

Because I'm a surgeon, and I
like my instruments just so.

Everything in its place.

Everything was in its place...
the places I like.

And...

what is this?

That is hospital-grade
antibacterial cleanser.

So that's why the kitchen
smells like bleach?

You've been recleaning
after I clean?

With that, you could perform
open heart surgery

right here on this counter.

No, I can't. I don't know
where the knives are.

Listen, I have a whole system
of doing this,

so please don't mess
with my kitchen.

That's funny. I thought this was
Genevieve's kitchen.

And I work for Genevieve.

Well, now that I live here,
you work for both of us.

That was not my understanding.

Well, then...

I'm glad we cleared things up.

Okay, papito,
let's play a game.

I'll give you 5 points
if you make your bed.

Try $5.

[Knock on door]

Hi, uh, Rosie, do...
do you have a moment?

Of course.

Go play with Katy.

So I'm not getting the $5?

- Ândale.
- Mm.

[Chuckles]

So now that Michael's, uh...
not here,

I was hoping you could
help out more with babysitting.

Oh, it would be my pleasure.

How are you feeling?

Uh, it's hard,

but I'm trying to stay strong
for Katy.

She likes you, you know.

Since you started here, she
talks more and she smiles more.

I'm so glad.

And Miguel is so sweet,
always wanting to play with her.

[Chuckles] It's nice that Katy
has a friend her own age.

Yes, Miguel is a...

Good boy.

Yeah, you did
a wonderful job raising him.

He's an absolute angel.

Mm-hmm.

- Thanks again, Rosie.
- Mm.

Ay, Virgen María...

[Knock on door]

Jacklyn.
Do you have a second?

Of course. Come in.

Come in. What's up?

Okay, I wanted to
ask you something,

- but it's kind of personal.
- Ooh.

Sorry to interrupt.

You wanted to see that artwork
when it came in?

Oh, yes, yes.

Oh, that's perfect,
just like you.

[Giggles] Thank you, James.

[Chuckles]

Sorry about that.
You were saying?

You know what? Never mind.

Carmen, you can't say you want
to ask me something personal

and then drop it.

Okay.
[Chuckles]

Well...

the last time I was in here,
you... kissed me.

And I was wondering
if that meant

that you were a little bit...

- Mm...
- Gay?

- Oh. Uh...
- But now I see you kiss everybody,

so clearly, you know,
you're not.

Of course I'm not gay.
[Chuckles]

I'm married... to a man.

I know. I'm sorry.
It's just that...

The way you kissed me, I...

[Sighs] Oh.

I thought that we had
a moment. [Chuckles]

[Stammers] Wait.

I...

I had no idea you felt
the same way. Huh?

Carmen... [Sighs]

I can't stop thinking
about that kiss either.

I... I'm confused.
You just said you're not gay.

I'm not!
And neither are you, right?

Right.

We're just two curious women
who shared a special connection.

And maybe...

we're finally ready to...
explore that connection.

Michael, it's Marisol.

Taylor told me
what's been going on,

and I just feel
so awful about it.

[TV playing indistinctly]
Yes! Come on! Kill him!

Anyway, I was hoping
I could talk to you.

Call me, please.
[Beep]

You got him! Take him out!

Jesse.

Oh! Oh, uh,
was I being too loud?

No, no.

I think it's sexy when you get
excited about sports.

Really? You should see me
watch football.

I'd knock your socks off.
[Chuckles]

Well, I'll...
I'll leave you alone.

I don't want to distract you
from your job hunt.

Oh, stay.
I'm... I'm on a break.

I can see that.

You know what we should do?

Is go upstairs and put on
some music...

Mm-hmm.
[Chuckles]

Light some candles...
Mm.

And then polish... your...
[Whispers] résumé.

See, I was with you...
[Chuckles]

Right up until the end there.

Come on, I love
helping people find work.

It really turns me on.

[Chuckles]
No, my résumé's good.

I'm just waiting to hear back
on a few leads.

I could reach out
to my contacts,

help you get a few meetings.

Marisol, we agreed not to mix
business with pleasure.

All right?
You have to trust me.

I'll find a job eventually.

Of course you will.

I believe in you.

♪

Jacklyn said she has
the hots for you?

Mm-hmm.

What'd you say?

I made up an excuse
and ran out.

Mon dieu.
Jacklyn is a lesbian.

Are you okay?

It explains a lot,

like why she thinks
I'm bad in bed.

Papi, you're amazing in bed.

I know! Look at me.

[Cell phone chimes and buzzes]
Oh.

It's Jacklyn. She wants me to
meet her Friday night.

[Scoffs] She knows I will
be home late on Friday.

She's making a move.

Oh, my God.
What do I tell her?

Tell her you're in.

What?

You two have some drinks.
She'll hit on you.

I will come home
at exactly 8:00,

and catch you two in the act.

[Chuckles] Sebastien, we are
not having a threeway.

No, if she's with you,
she breaks our prenup.

I can leave her without losing
any of my money.

You wanna trick your wife?

Carmen, she's been tricking me
our whole marriage.

What are you doing?

Zãngano! You told her "yes"?

Please,
you have to do this, okay?

So I can leave her
and we can be together.

Don't you want that?

Fine.

I'll seduce your wife,
but I won't enjoy it.

Genevieve, I've got a problem.

Is this about
your pregnancy mustache?

I think I have
a concealer somewhere.

What?
No, that's not my problem.

- If you say so.
- It's Dr. Neff.

He keeps doing my housework
behind my back,

rearranging the kitchen.

- Really?
- Yeah, and it's rude.

I don't go to the hospital
and reoperate on his patients.

But why not
just accept the help?

You're not exactly
at your best right now.

Not at my best?

Oh, my God.
You're taking his side.

You're pregnant.

It's understandable that
you'd be... slipping a little.

I can't believe this.

You're saying I'm bad
at my job.

No!
I would never say that.

Thank you.

You know where I sleep.

[Footsteps approaching]
Coming!

Santo Dios!

You joined the priesthood
because of me?

What? Oh! No, it's...
it's for an audition.

Come in.

Oh.

I thought maybe
you were so sad

from our breakup, you...

Became a priest? No.
[Chuckles]

I've just, uh, I'm just trying
to go on more auditions.

I booked a big commercial.

Oh? It sounds like
you're doing great.

Yeah, I'm... I'm going
to the gym a lot,

eating healthy,
going to meetings.

I haven't had a drink
in forever.

That's wonderful.

I was worried you might
fall off the wagon.

But you didn't!

How's Ernesto?

Good.

Yeah, um, he had to go back
to México for a little bit.

That's actually why I'm here.

I think Miguel needs
to talk to a man.

I-I...

found this in his bed.

[Laughs]

What, hasn't he heard of
the Internet?

Spence, he's a little boy.

I don't wanna embarrass him,
but you've got to talk to him,

give him some man advice.

Like what?

Like he needs to respect women
for their brains

- and not their boobies.
- Okay.

And don't hide pornos
in your bed

where your mother could
find them.

Got it.

Thank you.

I'm so glad you're still
in Miguel's life.

I've... got to get to
this audition.

[Exhales]

Goodbye, Spence.

[Door closes]

I appreciate
your agreeing to see me.

I know we've had our issues.

Of course.
Water under the bridge.

[Inhales sharply]

You look... terrible,
by the way.

We recently took in
a foster son.

[Squeaks]

Mrs. Powell mentioned that.

Now the halls in my home
are filled

with the laughter of a child.

It's a nightmare.

So where are we
on selling the house?

Evelyn's impatient.

[Sighs]
I'm doing everything I can.

What if I knocked a million
or two off the asking price?

The problem is not the price.
It's the disclosures.

Your home has been
the site of a murder,

a suicide,
and a chopped off leg.

Well, we don't have to
tell people about that.

Oh, yes, we do.
It's the law.

When people hear stories about
this house, they run screaming.

Really?

That's too bad.

Then why are you smiling?

Sebastien, you've given me
an absolutely terrible idea.

Now how can I help you,
Ms. Suarez?

Well, I heard the country club
was hiring.

Wonderful.
Is that your résumé?

Actually, the job isn't for me.
I run a placement agency,

and I have an excellent
candidate for you.

He's hardworking,
detail-oriented.

- Sounds promising.
- His name is Jesse Morgan.

Oh.

No. No.

I'm not about
to hire him again.

Again? He worked here
a few months ago.

I'm sorry. I didn't see that
on his résumé.

I'm sure he'd rather not
call attention to getting fired.

Another employee reported him
for violating club rules.

What did Jesse do?

I'm not at liberty to say.

Maybe there was some
sort of misunderstanding.

May I speak to
the other employee?

I'm sorry.
He... died recently.

You probably heard about it
in the news.

The tennis pro
who was murdered?

[Scoffs]

Jesse had an incident
with Louie Becker?

Yes. It was very unpleasant.

If I were you, I'd stay away
from Jesse Morgan.

♪

So Dr. Neff goes behind my back,
starts redoing all my housework.

So he does your work,
and you're complaining?

I take pride in my work.
Who's the best maid you know?

The answer is me!

I think I'm very good.

Well, I stink, so at least
you're not the worst.

Tomorrow,
you know what I'm gonna do?

When Genevieve are Dr. Neff
are playing tennis,

I'm gonna scrub
every inch of that house.

On your day off?

Girl, you need a hobby.

Oh, sorry I'm late.
I'm having a day.

What is it?

I was trying to help Jesse
get a job at the country club.

Turns out he already
worked there.

He was fired a few months ago.

So? I get fired all the time.
[Chuckles]

You should be
less proud of that.

There's more.

Louie Becker was the one
who got him fired.

Jesse knew the guy
who got murdered?

Apparently, but he never
mentioned it to me.

Wait. Wasn't Jesse the one
who found Louie's hand?

That's suspicious.

But I think it's just
a coincidence.

Maybe not.
What if he planted it?

What are you guys saying?

Maybe Jesse saw something
in the war,

and he went crazy, and now
he's got the pre-STDs.

It's PTSD, sweetie.
But Rosie has a point.

How much do you really know
about Jesse?

I guess not a lot.

Well, you know
he can be violent,

like when he attacked that guy
and threw him out of your house.

Mm-hmm.

Come on, we're talking
about Jesse.

My Jesse.

Look, we all agree
that Blanca didn't kill Louie.

You've got to find out
if it was really Jesse.

- I'm not a detective.
- That never stopped you before.

You wrote a whole book

about snooping around
other people's houses.

Just Marisol his ass.

[Laughter] [Exhales]

[Children shouting playfully]

So where'd you get this?

It's okay.
You're not in trouble.

My friend TJ.

He steals them
from his brother.

Yeah, I had a friend like that.

Adam Gallico.

He used to share
his dirty magazines.

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

But I was a teenager.
You're too young for this stuff.

And women are not objects.
It's good to remember that.

Okay.

Hey, I know this is
embarrassing,

but it's normal to be
interested in this stuff.

And anytime you wanna talk
about guy stuff, I'm here.

How do you get a girl
to like you?

[Both laugh]

Do you have a crush on someone?

Maybe.

Ah, well, you gotta
talk to her.

Tell her how you feel.

Can't expect her
to read your mind.

Do you miss mom?

I do. A lot.

You should tell her
how you feel.

She can't read your mind.

Hey, that's my advice, okay?

[Exhales]

Deion, my boy.

[Under breath] Words
I'd never thought I'd say.

[Normal voice]
How you getting along?

- Good, Mr. Powell.
- Wonderful.

[Sighs]

I want you to be happy here.

And I don't want you to worry
about any of the bad things

you might've heard
about the house.

What bad things?

You know, the maid
who got murdered here.

Oh, but you're too old
to believe in ghosts.

[Chuckles nervously]
She's a... she's a ghost?

Well, I don't know if "ghost"
is the right word.

Maybe "shadow figure"?
Maybe "demon"?

Anyway, sweet dreams.

[Switch clicks]

[Switch clicks]
Something wrong?

I just want the light on.

Oh, dear, I've scared you.
Well, it's just a story.

You're perfectly safe here.

- Okay.
- Although...

I guess I should warn you
about the...

chopped off leg.

You heard about that, right?

♪

Who the hell are you?

I'm the maid.

Who are you?

[Singsongy] Wake up,
my little sleepyhead.

Deion?

[Muffled crying]

Sweetheart?

What's wrong?

I don't wanna
live here anymore.

[Laughs] You are quite
the tennis player, my love.

It's a miracle I could
play at all,

considering how fetching you are
in your tennis whites.

[Loudly] Ahem.

Zoila!

Joy.

What's going on here?

We should ask you
the same thing.

Joy used to be Dr. Neff's maid.

He hired her behind your back.

Well, aren't you gonna
say something?

Bad Christopher.

Well, you were the one who said
that if Joy came

on Zoila's day off, they'd never
find out about each other.

Oh, my God.
You were in on this?

You have to understand.

Christopher's very loyal,

and Joy's been his housekeeper
for years.

Upstairs. Now!

Mmm.

What was that for?

In case I don't make it back.

You have another maid.

But Joy means nothing to me,
I swear.

We've been together
for 20 years.

Doesn't that mean
anything to you?

You have to understand,
I have needs.

[Exhales deeply]
Cleaning needs.

So I'm not enough for you
anymore, is that it?

Joy gets the job done,
that's all.

And the truth is, you need help
while you're pregnant.

You can't clean
this big house alone.

You should've talked to me
about it

instead of sneaking around
behind my back.

I tried, but you always get
so defensive.

I do not!

Okay, I hear it.

Honey,
you are twice the size

but only half the maid.

And this one can't help out
for at least 10 years.

This is
Dr. Neff's influence.

He put these thoughts
in your head.

- That's not fair.
- I don't like him.

Well, I do,

and I may not have
that many chances left.

Please, I need you to help me
make this work.

This is just temporary
until you have the baby.

Then things will go back
to the way they were.

So you're not replacing me?

I couldn't if I tried.

I know what you did,
you son of a bitch!

You know, you start a lot
of conversations that way.

Deion wants to go back
to the group home.

He asked me to call him a cab.

That's ridiculous.

I'll spring for a town car.

This isn't funny!

I spent the last two hours
convincing Deion

this isn't a haunted house.

Adrian, how could you?!
He is just a child.

Legally, we have to disclose
those things to home buyers.

I thought Deion deserved
the same courtesy.

For God's sake,
he is your foster son.

I agree to disagree.

This attitude is so unbecoming.
He is a wonderful boy!

If you could just open up
your heart just the tiniest bit!

- No!
- Why not?

Because I don't want to
get attached again.

I already had a son.

[Sighs] [Whispers] Adrian.

Barrett was everything to me.

I gave him all the love I had,
and then he was gone.

So forgive me if I can't
go through that again.

[Sighs] Look...

I miss Barrett, too,

every moment of every day.

But I don't want his legacy
to be endless misery.

He wouldn't have
wanted that for us.

It's time to move forward.

Now Deion is joining
this family.

You can either...

be a part of it or not.

It's entirely up to you.

[Sighs]

Okay, señor y señorita,
I am making lunch.

Peanut butter and jelly?

Yes, please.
[Giggles]

- Why are you staring at me?
- I don't know. I like you.

♪

_

Katy!

What is wrong with you?

♪

Surprise!

Hey, babe,
what are you doing here?

Well, I realized that I've never
seen your place before,

so I thought I would stop by...

- and make you dinner.
- Mmm.

I hope I'm not interrupting.

Not at all.

[Door closes]

I'm gonna make my famous
Chicken a la Marisol.

- Oh, yeah?
- You're gonna love it.

- It has onions...
- Mmm!

And peppers and...

[Bag rustling]

Oh, no!
I forgot the chicken.

Well, that sounds like
a key ingredient.

[Chuckles] [Chuckles]

I can't believe it.

Would you mind running out
and getting some?

Sure. There's a supermarket
down the street.

Oh, no.

I need the organic,
free-range

from the fancy market
near my place.

Are you sure? It'll take
40 minutes, at least.

Perfect. My sauce takes
a while to simmer.

All right.

Mmm.

[Sighs]

[Door closes]

[Cap clatters]

[Jar thuds]

♪

I'm so glad you could come over
tonight. [Chuckles]

Isn't this relaxing?

It is.
[Chuckles]

I am so relaxed.

[Chuckles]

Oh, I know
what you're thinking.

I doubt it.

You're such a nice person.

You don't wanna mess up
my marriage.

That's it.

Well, if it makes you feel
any better,

we're not doing anything

Sebastien hasn't done to me
already.

What do you mean?

Secret phone calls,
working late.

I know he's having an affair.

Let's not talk about
your husband.

Exactly.
Tonight is about you and me.

[Clink] [Chuckles]

Mmm.

Oh! [Chuckles]

Well, hello there.

Hi. [Giggles]
[Giggles]

[Cell phone buzzes]

[Chuckles]

_

I need more wine.

You still have a full glass.

[Chuckles nervously]

Oh.

[Shudders] Ooh!

I'm a lush.
[Chuckles]

Be right back.

Uh...

Katy pushed Miguel?

He tried to kiss her.

[Chuckles]

Well, that sounds like
normal kid stuff.

Then she said she would kill him
and dance in his blood.

Oh.

Mrs. Taylor, that is a very
scary thing for a girl to say.

Where would she have
heard that?

I...have no idea.

- She had a hard childhood.
- In México?

No. In Argentina.

Katy told me the truth.

Why are you lying about this?

Rosie, it's none
of your business.

She threatened my son.

If Katy is dangerous,
then I need to know.

No, no, she is not dangerous.

Then why would she say
something like that?

Before we adopted her,

Katy witnessed
her father's murder.

Santo Dios.

And the men who killed him
told him they'd...

dance in his blood.

She was hiding in a closet.
She heard the whole thing.

Pobrecita.

So why can't you say
she's from México?

Because she's a witness.

And the men who killed
her father are looking for her.

I know it is a lot to ask,

but you have to keep
this secret.

Did Blanca know about this?

No, Michael and I are the only
ones who know the truth.

And now me.

And now you.

_

_
[Cell phone buzzes]

You seem distracted.
[Glass thuds]

Not at all.

Do you mind
if we talk about work

for the next 10, 12 minutes?

Shh. It's okay.

I'm new at this, too.

- You are?
- Of course I am.

I mean, I've... I've always
wanted to... mm, try this.

[Chuckles] But it's always
felt so scary.

So why now? [Chuckles]

Because of you.

Carmen, you're incredible.

You're gorgeous and talented.

But do you know what I like
the most about you?

Is it my hair?

Because I get a lot of
compliments about my hair.

[Laughing] No. No.

I love how honest you are.

You always tell it like it is.

It makes me feel like
I can be honest, too.

I can't do it.

Are... are you sure?

You're great,
and I am so flattered,

but it... it feels...
it feels wrong.

Yeah, oh, you're...
you're not into it.

I'm so sorry.

[Sighs]

Are you okay with us
keeping it professional?

Of course.

Okay.

Jacklyn...

you deserve to be happy.

What does that mean?

It means you shouldn't deny
who you are.

And if your marriage is not
making you happy,

I think you should...
just end it.

Hey, I just wanna say
I'm sorry.

They should've told you
about me.

It's not your fault.

They put us both
in an awkward position.

But... [Sighs]
I am starting to think

this arrangement might be
a good idea.

Really?
[Sighs]

I can't handle this house
all alone right now.

I could really use some help.

Of course.

Here, I just finished sweeping,

but I can't get down on
the floor to scoop up the dirt.

Would you mind?

Not at all.

What are you doing?

Sweeping.

I just did that part.

I know, but I'll just
sweep again to be safe.

[Chuckles]

[Hangers clack]

♪

What are you doing?

Marisol, why are you pointing
my gun at me?

Why do you have a gun?

After I found the hand,
I was feeling a little nervous,

so I bought a gun to protect
myself and my girlfriend.

And besides,
I was in the military

and I know how to handle a gun.

You, on the other hand, do not.

What about Louie Becker?
At the country club?

- Is that what this is about?
- Just tell me the truth.

Louie was a pig.

Okay, I caught him getting
handsy with some women

at the club,
and I called him out on it.

So he made up some lies
about me and got me fired.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because it was embarrassing.

I was trying to forget
about it.

Now can you please
put the gun down?

Is this why
you came over tonight,

to go through my things?

It's just, when I heard about
your incident with Louie Becker,

my imagination just ran
a little wild.

You thought I killed him?

I...thought maybe something
happened to you in the war,

and you might have PTSD?

No, you have PTSD from all
the bad guys you've been with.

Your exes have made you crazy.

Okay, I overreacted.

- Can we talk about this?
- I think you should go.

Hey. You're alone.

I thought you were meeting
one of your artists tonight.

She left.

Oh. So soon?

Sit down. We need to talk.

In a minute.
I need to make a quick call.

Sebastien, please.

[Sighs heavily]

Come on, Carmen, pick up.

[Cell phone rings]

[Ring]

[Glass clatters]

[Ring]

[Ring]

Deion, what do you think
of the camembert?

It's like the brie, but smelly.

We pay extra for the smell.

You have
a very refined palette.

Thank you, Mrs. Powell.

You know, you don't have to
call me "Mrs. Powell."

Why don't you call me "Mom"?

Okay, Mom.

[Chuckles]

Mr. Dresden? Adrian Powell.

How's the P.I. business?

Good. Good, good, good.

Listen, I have a job for you.

I need you to find
a young boy's birth parents.

Michael,
I'm glad you stopped by.

Well, I know how much
you care about Taylor,

and I thought maybe you could,
you know, help me out.

- What can I do?
- Just keep an eye on her,

make sure she's all right.

I'm afraid she's...
she's in over her head.

- How so?
- Honestly, I don't know.

Michael, when you have
something good,

you shouldn't just
throw it away.

Believe me, I know.

It's not that simple.

Will someone at least tell me
what this is about?

Money? Parenting?
Infidelity?

Well, not on my part.

Excuse me?

She's having an affair.

I think it's been
going on for months.

You think she's been
cheating on you?

With who?

You'll have to ask her.

[Knock on door]

Rosie. I wasn't expecting you.

I need to talk to you.

Uh, you know, it's not really
a good time right now.

Did you tell Miguel
to kiss a girl?

What?

He said he was following
your advice.

No, that...
that's not what I told him.

But, hey, way to go, Miguel.

No! It was not
a way to go.

Spence, I was counting on you
to handle this.

If Ernesto had been here,
this never would have happened.

Well, I guess Ernesto's not only
a better husband than I am,

he's a better father, too, huh?

What is that supposed to mean?

You crushed me, Rosie.

When you left me for him,

you ripped my heart
out of my chest.

- Spence...
- I gave up my marriage for you.

I lost my son.

I stood by you while you were
in a coma for months,

and never once
did I give up on you.

The minute he comes back
into your life,

you give up on me.

I'm... I'm sorry.

You know what the worst part
about it is?

I still love you.

So, you know, guess what?
I am not okay. I'm a wreck.

[Whispers] I should go.

[Sighs]

She's gone.

[Sighs] Do you think
she knows about us?

No.

She has no idea.

♪