Devious Maids (2013–2016): Season 4, Episode 3 - War and Grease - full transcript

Previously on
"Devious Maids"...

Oh, my God.

I've been keeping
Tucker away from it all.

Does he know what
happened to his mommy?

He knows, but I don't think
he understands.

Spence Westmore,
you're under arrest

for the murder
of Peri Westmore.

If someone saw Spence,
I can prove he's innocent.

Oh, yeah, he was here.

So he was here between 1:00
and 3:00 and not at home?

I'm here to help.



We need to find out
who really killed Peri.

I have a witness.
Her name is Cinnamon.

This case is closed.
We've already got a confession.

I killed Peri.

As long as I'm in this chair,
she won't leave me.

Give it up.
I know you can walk.

I'm leaving you.

Evelyn, we were meant
to be together.

I'm tired of it.
I'm tired of you!

I'm Daniela!
Your cousin Josefina's daughter?

That girl's your daughter?

My cousin Josefina...
She raised her as her own.

So, she doesn't
even know she's adopted?

I'm gonna be working
here as a maid!



- Name?
- I'm a hot girl.

I can see that.

Big fashion exec
just bought this place.

She's gonna be gone
for six months.

I was drinking
and trying on the owner's gowns.

This really cute guy came over
and assumed I owned the house,

so I went with it.

Kyle, is that you?

You didn't mention
your mother was visiting.

She's not visiting. She lives here.
Your mother's great.

I can see why you want
to spend time with her.

I like her, too.
But not for you.

I have other plans
for you, Kyle.

I think there's
something between us.

Peter.

Husband number three...
the one who got away.

Please stop dating Peter.

I'm not breaking up with him.

This means war.

I can't believe
you've never been here.

It's one of my favorites.

Well, you have good taste
in men.

I'm sure you have good taste
in food, too.

Oh, I have great taste in food.

Jury's still out on the men.

Hi, I have a reservation.
Marisol Suarez for two.

I don't have you.

I just called yesterday.

Well, it's not there.

You don't seem to be that busy.

I'm sure you could
still seat us,

even without a reservation.

I'm afraid not.

Take that couple
to table 9, please.

Hey, they don't have
a reservation.

I'm sorry.

One of our regulars
has requested we not serve you.

Excuse me?

I think what you're doing
is shameful,

seeing that woman's husband.

Ex-husband.

Peter.
How wonderful to see you.

Genevieve, are you blocking us
from eating here?

I love the smell
of that aftershave.

Or is that just your
natural manly musk?

Don't talk about his musk.

What a shame
you couldn't be seated.

Would you like to join me,
Peter?

I have an extra chair.

She is ignoring me.

You can see very well
that I'm with Marisol.

Perhaps she can have
a little doggy bag in the car.

Don't make me
take off my earrings.

Come on.
We'll go somewhere else.

I told you she was upset.

Can't you do anything about it?

Genevieve is just looking
for attention.

If we ignore her,
she'll stop it.

Eventually.

Come on.
You're a studio head.

You terrify people
for a living.

All she did was cancel
our reservation.

If that's the worst she's got,
it's not really that bad.

I guess you're right.

There's my car.

What the hell?

_

Genevieve Delatour says hello.

Danni.

What are you doing?

Oh. My bad.

I don't care about the couch.
I'm talking about the weed.

Relax.
It's medical marijuana.

Really.

Yes.
I have glaucoma.

You shouldn't be doing drugs.

I thought you were cooler
than this.

I'm cool.

You're just like my mom,
telling me how to live my life.

That's why I had to get away
from her.

You didn't let me finish.

You shouldn't be doing drugs
inside the house.

If Mr. Powell walked in,
you'd be in big trouble. Oh.

I mean, if it was just you
and me, I'd say, "Pfft.

Do whatever you want."

You know me.
I'm fun.

But Mr. Powell
would fire you like that.

Oh.
Gracias, Carmen.

Where are you going?

Didn't Mr. Powell ask you
to scrub the floors?

He did,

but my glaucoma really hurts.

Hey.

I wasn't sure that you'd come.

Of course I came.
I will always be there for you.

Even after what I did?

You didn't do anything.

I don't understand
why you confessed.

Because I'm guilty, Rosie.

You told me you blacked out,
that you don't remember

what happened
The night of Peri's murder.

Yeah, well,
Ben came by for a visit

and he helped me
piece it together.

Ben?

My sponsor.

You know Ben.
My good friend.

I've never heard of him.

I thought
I'd known him for years.

You see?
You were tricked.

And somehow you were tricked
into confessing, too.

Rosie, I can see it in my mind.
I killed Peri.

You couldn't have.

I found you an alibi.

The police didn't
want to hear about it

because, well,
she's a stripper.

Rosie, stop.

The only thing
that matters now is Tucker.

He doesn't have a mom
or a dad anymore.

All he has is you.

Me?

I don't want him to become
a ward of the state.

You were his nanny.
You're great with him.

I know it's a lot, but...

I will take care of your son,
Spence.

But only until
I get you out of here.

You said to call if I heard

anything interesting
about Spence Westmore.

Yeah, what's up?

His ex found him an alibi.

Well, that's certainly
interesting.

- Hey.
- Hi.

I hope it's okay
for me to just pop by.

Are you kidding?
You're my favorite neighbor.

And not just because
Mrs. Azarian

retrieves the morning paper
in her brazier.

I promise to never do that.

Is Kyle home?

I was hoping
he could come out and play.

Oh!

No, he's out of town.
Family business.

Oh.

I hope everything is okay.

Oh, nothing to worry about.

Okay.
I'm just surprised.

He never mentioned a trip.

If it's any consolation,
he left me in the lurch, too.

We had plans today.

Oh.

Any chance you want to come

to a charity lunch
with me today?

Look, I know
you were hoping for Kyle,

but honestly,
I'm much better company.

No doubt.
It's just...

Eh, eh, eh.
You're going to love it.

It's 1,000 bucks a plate,

and you don't
have to pay a nickel.

1,000 bucks a plate?

I mean, chump change
for you and me.

But still.

Mario Batali is catering.

Oh, and the gift bags.

And last year's door prize
was trip to Barcelona.

Oh, my God!

Is that a yes, then?

That's a hell yes!

Wonderful.

Being in my circle
has its perks, Zoila.

You'll see.

It's lovely of you
to check on me, Marisol,

but I am fine.

Oh, well,
divorce is never easy,

so if there's anything
you need...

Aren't you sweet?

Thank you.

Oh, you smell amazing!

I just had a detox massage.

Lemon grass, coconut oil,
and jojoba.

I don't know what jojoba is,
but it sure is a hoot to say.

Jojoba.

If it's not completely obvious,

they allowed me to drink vodka
during my detox massage.

Unbelievable.

Another one of my maids
was just fired from her job.

That is the third one today.

What a shame.

I know this might sound crazy,

but I think Genevieve Delatour
is behind it.

Oh, don't be silly.
Of course she's behind it.

You're dating her ex.
She put a fatwa out on you.

- A fatwa?
- Oh, yes.

You are persona non Grata
in Beverly Hills.

It's a risk for me
to even be talking to you.

You weren't followed, were you?

Stop that.

It's just the hotel manager.
I'll only be a moment.

Hello, Theodore.

Mrs. Powell.

I need to speak with you
about a sensitive matter.

Before you say anything,

that massage therapist
placed my hand there himself.

No, no.
It's not that.

Mrs. Powell, the credit card
we have for you has been...

declined.

Declined?
I'm sorry.

I'm not familiar
with that concept.

Unfortunately, you can't stay

in the room
without a valid card.

I don't understand.

Our business manager always
pays the bills promptly.

Adrian sees to that.

Adrian.

Carmen,
which one of these canes

goes best
with my golfing attire?

Why do you need a cane?

I've been faking paralysis

for the better part
of six months.

I'd like my sudden recovery

to be miraculous
but still believable.

The black one.

The gold one
makes you look like a pimp.

Hm. Gold it is.

I thought I asked young Daniela
to do the floors today.

Oh, she did them.
But I wanted to do them again.

I'm a perfectionist.

Carmen, you don't
just miss a spot...

You miss entire rooms.

I'm turning over a new leaf.

You let this girl
get away with murder.

She's out all night.
She doesn't come to work.

I don't understand
Why you don't say something.

I want to, okay,
but it's not my job to fix her.

- You're her mother.
- No!

Her mother is my cousin
Josefina,

and she's very judgmental.

Danni can't stand it.

So, you're just gonna be,
what, her friend?

Danni just needs me to be cool.

I didn't have anyone telling me
what to do at that age.

Yes, and look how good
you turned out.

So, how's it been going
with Tucker?

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Pretty much like that.

He's been having
a meltdown all day,

and I'm about to have
a meltdown myself.

It's all right.

Spence wants me to look
after Tucker from now on.

And I know just what he needs.

An exorcism?

He needs a lovey.

A stuffed animal or a blanket
he carries around

like it's the most important
thing in the world.

He has something like that.

It was dirty, so I was gonna
throw it in the wash.

No, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no...

Oh, my God.
He stopped.

You just missed your friend,
didn't you, Tucker, huh?

You are much better at this.

Don't take it personally.

He's just missing
his mami and papi.

So how is Spence?

He's convinced he killed Peri.

But it doesn't make any sense.

Do you know a guy named Ben?

Sure.
He's Peri's manager.

He visited the jail
Right before Spence confessed.

I know it sounds weird,
but I'm wondering...

No. It's not weird.

Before Peri died, Spence was
starting to remember things,

and then Ben talked to him.

And then Spence was different.

He didn't even want
to remember anymore.

Hijiole!

Ben is washing Spence's brain!

That's why he confessed!

Oh. Hello.

I didn't realize
anyone would be here.

Can I help you?

I'm Shannon.
I'm Peri's sister.

I still can't believe
she's gone.

Of course.
My condolences.

I'm Jesse.
I worked for her.

Oh. Hello.

I knew her, too.
I'm Rosie.

Yes.

You're the one who stole
my sister's husband.

What's with the pant suit, mami?
You look like Hillary Clinton.

I just came from a very swanky
charity luncheon

where they gave out these
as party favors.

Ave Maria Purisima!
Is that real gold?

Can I just say,
I freakin' love being rich.

They just give you that
for free?

Apparently, if you have money,
they just give you free stuff.

- I really hate you right now.
- That's not all.

Francis' friends keep
inviting me to dinner parties.

I'm never paying
for a meal again.

Don't say anything to Marisol.
She got me my job.

I don't want her to know
about all this.

I'll keep your secret
if you give me that watch.

Hey, there, cowboy.

Yeah, why are you
walking like that?

Because I'm dating
Genevieve's ex-husband,

and apparently,
she's friends with my waxer.

I just got a revenge wax.

Ow/ew.

- You're dating Genevieve's ex?
- Mm-hmm.

- Which one?
- Peter Hudson.

The young one.

She never got over him.

I don't understand it.
You always said that Genevieve

doesn't have a mean bone
in her body.

Unless you steal her man.
Then it's all-out war.

Has she sent you
the box of bees yet?

Oh, my God.

The best way to hurt someone
like Genevieve

is to go for the face.

Switch her lipstick with glue

and shave her eyebrows
while she's sleeping.

I can't do that.

You have to fight back,
Marisol.

Your coochie's under attack.

You know what?
Wait.

I have more ideas.

You have a revenge list
in your purse?

Remind me to never
get on your bad side.

I'm surprised Genevieve
even wants Peter back

after what he did.

What did he do?

He just left...
out of the blue, as?.

No warning,
no explanation, nada.

But Peter's not a cruel person.
There must have been a reason.

Well, if there was, he never
told Genevieve what it was.

Okay.
32 is perfect.

Put laxatives in her coffee.

You are terrifying.

And now I can't drink this.

Now, listen.

I know your sister
didn't like me.

Oh, she hated you.
Hated.

Hated, hated.

Fortunately for you,
I don't hold grudges.

Really?

Life is just too short.

Just ask my poor sister.

Oh, no.
Don't cry.

Jesse, tissues.

Here. Oh!

Is there anything else
I can get you?

Oh, you're too kind.

Do you come with the house?

Excuse me?

The house.
I'll be moving in.

Peri left me
in charge of her estate.

She did?

Oh, well, technically,
it's all in a trust for Tucker,

but I'll be calling the shots
until he comes of age.

Wow.
This house is ginormous!

How many bedrooms?

Six.

Ms. Shannon,
what about Tucker?

What happens to him?

I have custody.
He's my number-one priority.

What do you think
the square footage is here?

No idea.

But why don't I go
get Tucker for you?

I'm sure he'd love
to see his aunt.

Oh. No rush.

Ms. Shannon, I hope you'll
let me stick around.

I still want to be
a part of Tucker's life.

Well, I don't think my sister
would have approved.

Spence wants me here.

I don't care what Spence wants.

He murdered my sister.

No. He's innocent.

Thank you for your concern,

but I'm more than capable
of taking care of my nephew,

and I can't have you interfering
in my time of grief.

I understand.

Oh, my God.
Is that a tennis court?

May I help you?

Carmen,
My entry code doesn't work.

Adrian must have changed it.

Hello?

Who is this?

For God's sake.
It's Evelyn.

May I ask
what this is regarding?

This is regarding your
employment, or lack thereof.

Now open the gate.

I need to talk
to my weasel of a husband.

Tell her I'm not in.

I'm sorry.
Mr. Powell is not available.

I know he's in there.

Tell her she's a hateful shrew
and you no longer work for her.

I'm not gonna say that.

She wants to kill me.
Look at her eyes.

That's just her
natural expression.

Evelyn has resting murder face.

Carmen, you tell
that spineless toad

the next time he hears from me,
it'll be through my attorney.

Well.

I thoroughly enjoyed that.

What is going on here?

I shut off her credit cards
and bank account

so she'd understand what life
would be like without me.

That is very immature.

I don't need to be scolded.

You want to parent someone,
try your daughter.

Do you really think you're
gonna win Mrs. Powell back

by cutting off her money
and making her miserable?

Yes.

Isn't it romantic?

- Hi.
- Hi.

So glad you stopped by.
Can I get you anything?

Uh, no.
I can't stay.

I just wanted to ask
about something.

Is everything okay?

Ooh, do I have to give
back the watch?

No.
It's about my friends.

I was talking to some of them,
and there's been some rumblings.

Rumblings?

This is so stupid,
but I'm hearing

that you've accepted
several social invitations

but you haven't extended
any of your own.

And that's a problem?

Well, yes.

I mean, you know how those
highfalutin society gals are.

Yes, of course.

I took it upon myself
to smooth things over for you.

Oh, thanks, Frances.

You are having everyone over

for a cocktail party
Friday night.

Whoa, Frances,

I can't throw together a party
in two days.

Relax. Your girl will do all
the work and serve the guests.

You do have a maid, don't you?

Of course I have a maid.

Why wouldn't I?
I'm rich.

What's going on?

Oh, shoot.
I didn't want to wake you up.

I've been tossing
and turning all night,

so I just thought I'd...

Sneak out, never come back?

Or I was gonna go pick up
some groceries

and surprise you
with breakfast in bed.

Seriously?

Yes.

But your idea
that I was just gonna walk out

forever for no reason's
a good theory, too.

It's not like
it hasn't happened before.

What are you talking about?

I know what you did
to Genevieve.

You abandoned her.
You didn't say a word.

Is that what you heard?

Look, I wasn't the bad guy.
Genevieve cheated on me.

I'm so sorry.

But why did you just leave
without talking to her?

I was young and stupid.

Eh, maybe I wanted
to hurt her, too.

You've got to know...

I've changed since then.

And I really like you.

I'm not going anywhere.

I like the sound of that.

Except the part where Genevieve
fills my car with snakes.

She won't.

All we have to do
is keep ignoring her.

You've been
doing that for years.

Maybe it's time
to fight fire with fire.

Adrian shut down my credit cards
and access to our bank account,

which is outrageous because
a lot of that money is mine,

passed down through my family.

Pardon me, but while
I'm explaining my situation,

could you please refrain
from playing with your balls?

- Sorry.
- Thank you

I'm here because my husband
is being a real a-hole,

pardon my French,
and I need an even bigger a-hole

to put him in his place.

You seem to fit the bill.

Okay, look.

It is ridiculous and illegal

for your husband
to treat you like this.

Now we're talking.

You're his wife,
for God's sake.

You deserve
everything he's got.

You're damn right I do.

If you hire me, we will file

a Request for Orders that
your husband pay you support.

Miliner.

Uh-huh.

Got it.

I can't take your case.

Wait, what?

My partner informed me
we have a conflict of interest.

Your husband
just retained the firm

to represent him
in your divorce.

But how could he even know
I was talking to you today?

Apparently, he's retaining

all the divorce attorneys
in Beverly Hills.

Oh, my God.

What am I supposed to do now?

Well, you could always
go back to him.

You're lucky these
are the only ones I'm taking.

Carmen.
Thank God you're here.

Remember how you told me
not to smoke pot in the house?

You didn't, did you?

No, I smoked in the car.

And then sort of crashed it.

Oh, my God.
Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

But I don't know
about Mr. Powell's car.

You crashed
Mr. Powell's car?

- Which one?
- The Bentley.

- Which Bentley?
- The black one.

That's his favorite Bentley!

It wasn't my fault, I swear.

It just came out of nowhere.

You hit a tree.
Trees don't come out of nowhere.

It's not that bad.
It's a tiny scratch.

Se?or Jesucristo!

This car is worth more
than your life.

Mr. Powell
is gonna murder you.

But we can fix it, right?

With some nail polish.

Baby, it's a good thing
you're pretty.

You're not gonna tell
Mr. Powell, are you?

No.

We'll take it to a body shop.

I know a guy.
He'll make it as good as new.

Mami would rip my head off
for this.

But I knew you'd be cool.

Oh. I'm cool, yeah.

As long as you pay me back.

Yeah, of course.
Thank you, Carmen.

The headlight is busted, too?

I think it was
just like that before.

Have you seen Tucker?
Is he okay?

He's fine, Spence.

He's being taken care of
by Peri's sister.

Shannon?

She's got custody of him.

No, no, no.
She's a horrible person.

She's evil.

She didn't seem that bad.

You don't understand.
Peri was the nice sister.

Ay.

You have to do something!

You can't let that woman
raise my son!

What can I do?
She doesn't want me there.

You belong in Tucker's life.
Convince her somehow.

You have to fight this.

I am fighting.
All I do is fight.

I'm the only one
fighting for any of this.

Rosie.

You're the one who's given up,

allowing Ben
to "help you" remember.

Confessing to something
you didn't do.

I don't know what to say.

Say you're innocent.

Even if you don't
trust yourself.

Trust me.

I will fight for Tucker,

but you've got to fight
for yourself.

Okay.

Okay, I'll fight.

Good.

Now listen.

I'm meeting your alibi
tomorrow night,

and we're going to talk
to a lawyer.

My alibi?
The stripper?

Hey.
She's got a name.

It's Cinnamon.

And she's going
to save your life.

See you tomorrow, Cheryl.

Night, Cinnamon.

Aah!

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Don't move.
Don't scream, okay?

Mm-hmm.

You and I
are going for a drive.

Hey, Zoila.

Hey.
I need a favor from you.

Are you free tonight?

It depends on the favor.

I have to pull together

this party for Frances
and her friends,

and I need you
to pretend to be my maid.

Um, I can't hear you.

It's a bad connection.

Please, Carmen!

It's just for a couple of hours,
and I'll pay you.

Would you hire
my cousin Danni, too.

She owes me a bunch of money.

Well, I don't really need
two maids.

Yeah, but if you have
two maids,

people will think
you're twice as rich.

Okay.
Okay. Est? bien.

Just be here at 6:00
to help set up.

And since you're twice as rich,

maybe you can pay me
twice as much.

No, I can't.
Carmen?

Hello?

Are you just waking up?

I had a crazy night.

Well, I found a way
that you can pay me back

for fixing
Mr. Powell's car.

We're gonna be working
my friend's party tonight.

Last night was awesome.

Hey.

Text me.

Did that guy sleep over?

Yes. So?

So...

Good for you.
He's hot, girl.

Give me five.

I met him doing shots
at this dive bar

and he dared me 20 bucks

to go next door
and get a tattoo.

But you didn't. Oh, yeah.
I did. Check it out.

"No regerts"?

It says "No regrets."
That's how I live my life.

Isn't it cool?

Uh-huh.

And it's permanent.

So, about my friend's
party tonight,

are you gonna come
work with me?

Yeah, sounds good.

See ya, D.

What's up?

Okay, you're totally
judging me right now.

What? No.
I would never.

It's your life.
No regerts.

Jesse! Jesse!

I can't focus
with all that racket!

I don't know how to help him.

Maybe we should call Rosie.

No.

But she's really good
with kids.

Like Mary Poppins but Mexican.

No.
Now find me some Xanax.

Do you have a prescription?

Not for me.
For him!

Aah!

I think that was Waterford.

Call Rosie.

So, what are we doing today?

I want to say the usual,
but is that boring?

Only if you find
perfection boring.

Oh, Sean. No wonder
people call you a genius.

This is our new
shampoo girl, Astrid.

Mm. With hair
this thick and bouncy,

we're gonna need extra time.

I like her.

How's that temperature for you?

Glorious.
Just like my day.

Wow.
What's going on?

I'm about to reconcile
with an ex.

He just doesn't know it yet.

I wish my day was that good.

My sister lost her job.

Aw. What kind of work
does she do?

She's a maid.
She's really good, too,

but her boss fired her
for no reason at all.

See, there's
some kind of war going on

between the woman
who owns the placement agency

and this rich bitch who's
used to getting things her way.

Now, now.

There are two sides
to every story.

My scalp seems to be tingling.

Is that normal?

That means it's working.

By the way,
Marisol Suarez says hello.

Rosie!
Thank God you're here!

Yes.
I dropped everything

and came as soon
as you called, Jesse.

You're good to go.

Tucker, what's wrong?

This better work.

Do you need a hug from Rosie?

Oh, a hug?
That's her big idea?

There, there.
Everything's gonna be okay.

What?
How'd you do that?

I guess he just likes my hugs.

I told you.
Maria Poppins.

I'm so glad you wanted to meet.

You look lovely.

I see no need for pleasantries.

This divorce is happening,
and eventually I will find

an attorney
to gain access to my money.

Oh, my dear, even if you do,

you'll never get your hands
on the money.

Oh, really?

It's all been secreted away
in off-shore accounts

where no one will ever find it.

I'll find it.

And until then,
I will just trim back a bit.

Evelyn, you still
aren't getting it.

Let me paint you a picture
of your life without me.

Imagine you're
at a grocery store.

Why would I be
at a grocery store?

You had to let your maid go.

Oh, dear.

You wander the aisles
searching for bargains.

Your back aches
as you bend to see

the generic brands
on the bottom shelf.

You debate
whether or not to splurge

on the jumbo jar
of peanut butter.

I don't even eat peanut butter.

You do now.

The clerk rings up your items.

As the total approaches $17,
you start to panic.

- You don't have that kind of money.
- Adrian!

You pick through the filthy
coins in your change purse.

Yes, you have a change purse.

Pennies are everything to you.

I don't just throw them away?

The total is too much.
You have to put something back.

Will it be the white bread,
the single can of tuna?

If only you had
remembered to bring

your collection of coupons.

Stop it!

For the love of God,
have you no soul?

Of course
you do have an option.

This horrible nightmare
all goes away

if you just come back to me.

What's it gonna be, darling?

Zoila, please settle a bet.

Is this house
a Phineas Putnam case study?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Such a talented architect.

Ellen just bought
a Putnam in Vail.

You should come
see it sometime.

We fly in Richard's
private jet.

Private jet?
Damn, girl!

I mean, how else would you fly?

So you'll come?

Of course.

But only if you come visit me
in my chateau.

In Switzerland.

It's being remodeled right now,
but maybe next year?

Lovely.

Well done.

And I want in
on that Swiss chateau.

Oh!
I'll see you there.

Ms. Zoila,
Another baconwrapped shrimp

for your friend,
Ms. Zoila?

Yes, these are delightful.

Carmen, I think you're laying
the bacon on a little thick.

Yes, Ms. Zoila.
Whatever you say, Ms. Zoila.

Excuse me.

Yes.

Thanks again for doing this.
You're doing great.

Oh, I have to do my best
or Ms. Zoila beats me.

She's so mean.

Hey, where's your cousin Danni?

Oh, she had to stop
at the store for a minute,

but she'll be back very soon.

Okay.

Danni.
Where are you?

Zoila's party already started.

Oh, my God.
That was tonight?

You forgot?

I'm sorry!
But I'm on my way.

See you soon.

Got to run.
See you guys later.

Oh, hey.
Don't I know you?

Oh, yeah.

You were working the door
at Peri Westmore's party.

You wouldn't let me in.

Right.
Let me make it up to you.

I'll buy you a drink.

Unless you got
somewhere else to go.

Nope.

I'm all yours.

Ms. Shannon.

Rosie.

I didn't realize
you were still here.

I wanted to stay with Tucker
until he fell asleep.

Well, you didn't
have to do that.

Jesse went home an hour ago.

I don't mind.

Actually, I could put
Tucker to bed every night,

if you'd like.

Well, that's not necessary.

I'll call a nanny service
in the morning.

Is that what Tucker needs?

Another stranger in his life

when he's already lost
his mami and papi?

He'll adjust.

But if his nanny
was someone he already knew,

that would keep him calm.

And quiet.

My sister wouldn't...

Your sister is dead,

and so it what happened
between us.

Besides, I thought you were
calling the shots now.

All right.
I'll give it a try.

Thank you.

You won't regret it.

I hope not.

Genevieve.

Love the new look.

It is one thing to defile
a person's reputation,

but to attack their hair?

You've crossed a line.

Good.
I've got your attention.

Now come in and sit down.

Lucky for you,

I look like a young Jackie O.
When I wear a head scarf.

Why are you so hung up
on Peter?

You cheated on him.

Who told you that?

Peter.

He knows?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, dear.

I never wanted him to find out.

It was a mistake.
It was a one-time thing.

I kept it from him
to spare him the pain.

Well, he found out about it.

Do you really think

he's gonna get back together
with you after that?

Maybe.

If I spend the rest of my life
making it up to him.

Okay.
What is going on with you?

Why are you acting
so... desperate?

I'm...

I've been just so lonely.

I guess I was grasping
at anything that would help.

You've gone through times
in your life without men before.

You've gotten
through those, right?

It was different.

I had Zoila then.

Oh.

Men have come and gone,
but Zoila...

She was my constant.

She just needs time.
She'll come around.

What if she doesn't?

Carmen, sorry.

What happened?

You said you were on your way
an hour ago.

I was, but then I met this guy.

He was super cute.

Have you been drinking?

A little.
Are you mad?

No.

Open.

Ah.

Now take these out there.

Come on.

And the next thing I know,
Zoila tells Mario Batali

his meatballs are good
but that hers are better.

Well, they are.

So I turn to Mario and I say...

Oops.

"Oops"?

You just ruined my blouse.

Well, you bumped into me.

You know what?
It was an accident.

Nobody's fault.

I'll just get
some club soda for...

Club soda won't work on silk.

I'll have you know
this is Brisbois.

That's French.

Is it French for "ugly"?

What did you say to me?

I'm sorry, Frances.
She's new.

No, don't apologize for her.

What is it with your generation?
The entitlement.

You're nothing
but a rude little brat.

Hey, don't talk to Danni
that way, you old bag of bones.

Oh, dear God.

Zoila, are you
going to allow this?

Carmen, Danni,
please apologize to my friend.

Oh, she's your friend?

Yes.
Now say you're sorry.

Carmen.

Okay.
You're fired.

Both of you.

That's fine.
We quit.

Come on.

Zoila, I know
exactly how you feel.

It's so hard to find good help.

Hey.

You ran out so fast tonight,
I never got to pay you.

I did you a favor
working the party tonight.

And you embarrassed me
in front of all those people.

Look, I'm sorry about that.

But all you had to do
was apologize.

All you had to do
was take my side.

You're the one who encouraged me
to play the part.

Well, you're playing it
a little too well.

What's that supposed to mean?

You know,
you say you're doing this

for all the free stuff,

but I think you like being
one of those people.

- Is that so bad?
- Yeah, Zoila.

I saw you tonight,
kissing everyone's ass.

It's like you're a completely
different person.

Well, maybe that's
the point, okay?

Maybe I don't
want to be myself.

What are you talking about?

Look at my life.

I'm wearing nice clothes.

I'm going to fancy parties.

I have a chateau
in Switzerland.

I'm not angry
and empty all the time.

I never lost the baby.

The new me gets to be happy.

Well, the old you
was my friend.

Well, we have
lots to celebrate.

Genevieve called a truce.

Well, I'm glad.

Threesomes get a lot of hype,

but I'm ready for it
to just be the two of us.

I'll drink to that.

Seriously?

Mm.

I'll get rid of them.
Here.

Evelyn!
What are you doing here?

I'm not going back to Adrian.

I'm taking you up
on your offer.

My offer?

You said
if I ever needed anything,

so I'm moving in.

- Wow, I, um...
- You can't turn me away.

I have nothing
but the clothes on my back

and the 17 Louis Vuitton
suitcases in my car.

Believe me, if I had literally
anywhere else to go, I would.

Actually,
I have company right now.

Peter Hudson.

Oh, you can help with my bags.

Just don't expect a tip.

Danni, can I talk to you?

There.

That's better.

Oh, my God.
What's your problem?

My problem is you.

Your behavior tonight
was awful.

Is this about that old lady?

She was a real bitch.

Yeah, she was,

but she was also right,
and you were being a brat.

You defended me.

Because I wasn't
gonna stand there

and let her talk
to you like that.

But you were out of line.

She bumped into me.

Okay, can you stop, Danni?
Please stop.

It's not only about tonight.

It's the boys, the drugs.
You're crashing cars.

I thought you were cool
with all that.

Well, I'm not cool.
Okay? I'm not.

I'm worried.
You're going down a bad road.

Oh, my God.
Don't talk to me like I'm a kid.

I'm talking to you like a kid

because you're acting
like a kid.

Well, it's none
Of your business what I do.

You're not my mom.

You're right.
I'm not.

Yeah, Josefina?
It's Carmen.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm calling
about Daniela.

I think she needs you.

Hey, hey, hey.
Entrance around front.

Oh, no. I just...

I'm here to see Cinnamon.

Yeah, well, Cin didn't show up
for work today.

- What?
- She missed her shift.

None of the girls
know where she is.

Oh, my God.

Do you think
something happened to her?

She's a stripper.
Sometimes they just disappear.

Ahh.

Poor Rosie.

She'll be so sad to learn

that Spence's alibi
has gone up in smoke.

Yeah.

Poor little Rosie.

You'll have to go easy on her
now that she's working here.

You okay with that?

Actually, I think
it's kind of brilliant.

Keep your friends close.

And your enemies even closer.