Desperate Housewives

Previously on Desperate Housewives

Renee feared Ben was cheating.

And with detective Vance closing in...

- Do you think we need a lawyer? - Lawyers won't be necessary, ladies.

Susan wanted to flee.

If I get caught, I could go away for a lot of years.

Lynette went to Tom for help.

You can't go to Paris, not now.

I'm an accessory to murder.

Carlos disappeared from rehab.

- He checked himself out two hours ago. - What? Why didn't you stop him?

My unofficial investigation's about to go official.

But before he could go public...

And Bree decided to end it all.

Bree van de Kamp had always wanted to live her life

With elegance and grace.

That is also how she wanted to die.

Her plan was to pour herself a glass Of her favorite chardonnay,

Put on her most stylish nightgown

And leave behind a note on embossed stationery.

Yes, Bree everything she needed for an elegant death.

Everything except...

Privacy.

Thank you, but I don't need turndown service.

Come back in the morning.

And you might want to bring a mop.

- open the door. - Renee?

You have to the count of three. One...

- This isn't a good time. - Two...

Seriously, I'm in the middle of something.

- Where is he? - Who?

Ben.

The man you're trying to steal from me.

I don't understand.

Do you think I won't hit you?

I once slapped a waitress because she forgot my croutons!

You are dead.

Renee, please, you have to go.

Ever since we met, You've been spouting those sunday school phrases,

Making folks think you're this grand lady.

Well, I got your number now,

and you are nothing but a middle-aged skank in a Nancy Reagan nightie.

Why do you have a gun?

Bree...

I asked you a question. Why is there a gun on the table?

No, don't read that.

Bree.

please go. Please.

Where you actually gonna...

Oh, my god.

Renee Perry had no idea just how close her friend had come to suicide,

And Bree van de Kamp had no idea

Just how close she had come to being hit.

Keeping secrets is a lonely business.

That's why we all search for someone to confide in--

An ally who will understand...

An advisor we can trust...

A friend who will never judge.

Of course, not everyone you tell your secrets to...

Will be happy about it.

Hey. Good morning.

hey, mom. Look who didn't go to Paris.

I know. Your dad had to cancel his trip.

- Because some work meetings came up. - Nice for us, huh?

Hey, if you guys are done, Why don't you go grab your books? And I'll drop you off at school.

- Okay. - All right.

no.

Co-Conspirators to murder do not get pancakes.

I know that this was the last thing you ever expected to have to deal with--

Yeah, you could say that. How could you let yourself get involved in this?

It's--It's Gaby and Carlos' mess.

I was... helping a friend.

Oh! Helping a friend.

because when I'd ask you to bring my shirts to the cleaners,

That was always this big hassle, but burying a body in the woods--

hey, would you lower your voice?

look, I do not know what is supposed to happen now.

And what, is Chuck gonna just show up and arrest you? What?

He told Gaby that he was starting a formal investigation this morning,

S-So... yes, they could arrest me.

Damn it, Lynette! How could you let this happen?!

Out of the four, you're supposed to be the smart one.

Hey, a-are you guys ready? Yeah, I'll meet you at the car.

- all right. - okay.

I need some support right now, not a lecture.

Okay, you're right.

I'm sorry.

I will find a way to fix this.

and now the news. Detective Charles Vance was killed last night in fairview square,

An apparent victim of a hit and run.

The case is currently under investigation.

Anyone with information, please contact the fairview police department.

How could he just check himself out?!

As I told you on the phone, as I replied to your texts,

And as I'm telling you in person,

This is a rehab center, not a jail.

Yeah, well, it's not much of a rehab center if you let patients out in time for happy hour!

Please lower your voice. you'll wake the crackheads.

I'm sorry, but do you have any idea how worried I am?

My husband has been gone all night.

I don't know where he is or what he's been doing.

Look, even if he did have a relapse, I'm sure he'll be back soon.

Then we'll call you at home,

So you should go there.

Could you at least pretend to care?

Not with what I'm paid.

You're making a big mistake, nursie.

I've got a lot of drunk friends, and I'm not recommending this place!

again, our top story--

Fairview police detective Chuck Vance is dead

After a hit and run accident

That has left the community stunned.

Detective Vance was crossing lake street

Approximately 11:00 p.M.

When he was run down by a dark sedan.

Hello, sunshine. How you feelin' this mornin'?

Groggy... and nauseous.

Mm. I'm afraid that's my fault.

I slipped a few sedatives in your tea last night

And sort of forgot to say "when."

You drugged me?

I had to make sure you'd sleep through the night.

Didn't wanna find you sprawled out on the oriental with your wrists slashed.

Spanish omelet?

If you really want to protect the oriental... you'll put that away.

Fine. Let me know what you do like for breakfast,

And I will make that for you tomorrow.

Tomorrow? You'll be here tomorrow?

And into the foreseeable future. Didn't you see my louis vuitton bags upstairs?

I'm moving in.

no, no, no, no, no. You--You don't have to do that.

After what you tried to do last night, I don't have a choice.

But I'm fine.

Last night was just a moment of temporary insanity.

In the light of day, I feel absolutely...

Did you take the laces out of all my sneakers?

Yeah, and I also got rid of all your knives, razors,

Pills, cleaning fluid, and your shower curtain.

How could I kill myself with a shower curtain?

You can't. I just thought it was ugly.

Okay. See, this is why you can't stay here.

you will drive me absolutely crazy.

Mm. I'd rather see you in a straitjacket than a coffin.

All right, that's very sweet, but I am fine now.

It's a brand-new morning, and I am loving life.

Okay.

Now that you are of sound mind,

Why did you want to kill yourself?

It's complicated.

I'm sure it is,

And I'm also sure I'm not going anywhere

Till I know exactly what made you bring a gun to that motel.

Renee, please, this is so unnecessary.

What's wrong?

I... just got some bad news about your friend, Chuck Vance.

Susan?

Susan.

Can you help me with my bag?

No! No, nobody's helping her with her bag.

Mike, you're supposed to be sleeping.

So are you. Where do you think you're going?

You know where. New york.

I wrote it all on the note I left on your nightstand.

- But I thought-- - Looking good, Mike.

I thought we discussed this last night.

You can't just pick up and leave like this.

You discussed it. I waited till you went to bed,

And then I... reconfirmed my plane reservation.

Well, if you're going, you're going without clothes.

Mike! Wh--

Can you wait a sec?

It feels like you've packed for a month.

Three weeks.

Felix set up meetings with gallery owners,

And then if all goes well, we can discuss moving there.

- I'm not moving to new york. - Why not?

My plumbing business is here.

Well, think how much more exciting it'll be.

You'll be unclogging pipes in the big city.

Okay, just stop. This is not about you becoming an artist.

- It's not? - No.

It's about you running away from Chuck Vance.

Okay. You're right.

I'm a mess.

One more interrogation by Chuck,

And I will crack like an egg, and then I'll go to jail

And take half the neighborhood with me.

I'm sorry. I can't risk it.

You have to let me go.

Hey. What's going on?

Oh, my god. Chuck's dead?

It was some sort of hit and run. That's--That's all we know.

So... what happens now?

Nothing. It's all good.

The only person tying us to alejandro's murder is gone.

Gaby, he was Bree's boyfriend.

Yeah, and if she'd dumped him when I told her,

We wouldn't have gotten in trouble in the first place.

If you're done,

I think it's time That we ask the obvious question.