Mistresses

It's very simple.

When a person is in a relationship that isn't great,

- they get out of it. - Last season on "Mistresses":

- What are you doing? - I'm quitting, Mona.

- Do you want my frog? - Yes.

April: I can't believe I finally own this shop.

It's all mine.

You're the best mom in the world.

Savannah: Karen, if anyone finds out

that you were sleeping with your patient,

- you could lose your license. - This is our son, Sam.

Dr. Kim was dad's therapist.

You love her, Sam, don't you?

- Just like your father did. -

Sam! Sam, no!

I cheated on Harry last night.

- Who? - This guy from work, Dominic.

I'm pregnant, Harry, but it might not be yours.

I love you. I have for a long time.

You're still my love. I choose you, Savi.

Josslyn: Savi? We need help over here!

- It's my sister! - Code blue.

Savi?

Your sister's here. You ready to go?

Absolutely.

Josslyn: Ladies, ladies.

A toast to a clean bill of health,

the end of physical therapy,

and me not having to drive to Malibu anymore.

Amen.

Okay, guys, I'm gonna say this quickly, because

- otherwise I'm gonna cry. - Josslyn: Oh, no, no, no.

Please don't cry. Because if you cry, I will cry, and

April will totally fall apart.

- It's true. I will. - I'll probably be okay.

Well, I'm more of a "cry on the inside" kind of a person.

Well, I just want you guys to know

that I would not have survived the last eight months

without you. Six surgeries...

- No, not six. - Karen: Yes, it was.

Ruptured spleen, pierced liver, collapsed lung...

Oh, don't forget the brief coma.

Those were some of the best conversations you and I have ever had.

My point is, is that every time

another doctor came into my hospital room

and told me that there was more...

more to do, more to fix... I wanted to quit.

But then one of you would call or show up

or send a little care package,

and I would remember why I was fighting so hard.

And it was so I could be right here with you guys.

So... Thank you.

Thank you for saving my life.

We love you, Savi.

And... I think I'm drunk.

I'm switching to coffee. Anyone else?

No.

Okay, quick. How was your baby shower?

Oh, my God. It was ridonks.

That's great. This is your fourth event already, right?

Fifth. Mostly for friends, but I've

a meeting today with someone that I don't already know.

- So that's exciting! - Savannah: What's exciting?

April's dating life.

Oooh! Are you seeing someone?

I am seeing lots of people.

That's what happens when you go online.

The dregs of society show up at your door

and take you places

like miniature golfing and karaoke bars.

The last guy took me to a farm.

That's original.

- He made me pet his pig. - Oh.

I'm guessing that's not a euphemism.

No.

So sorry, but that's work. I got to go.

You know what? I'm gonna go, too. I got to prep for this meeting.

Mm, see you later.

Love you.

- I love you. - I love you. Good luck.

Thanks.

So, what are you gonna do now?

Well, that's the million-dollar question, isn't it?

I mean, when you cheat death,

you're supposed to carpe diem your face off, right?

But I'm not sure what that looks like or how to do it.

Wait. No, I meant what are you gonna do this afternoon?

Oh.

Oh, no. It's the exchanger.

The who?

This woman, she comes in here every week,

buys something, then comes back the next week to exchange it.

Every week, Savi. Every week.

Okay, well, go deal.

I'll be right here, seizing the day.

Hey, you. It's me.

What are you doing right now?

I understand you made an impression

on Dr. Foley the other day.

- I hope it was a good one. - It was.

Your work here at the hospital has been very well received,

but your suspension was lifted over two months ago,

and you still haven't said anything about

returning to private practice.

That's because I don't think I will be.

- You prefer working in the E.R.? - I do.

You don't miss the opportunity to

delve deeper with your patients?

I was concerned about that, but

I'm much happier this way.

I get to help more people.

What about outside the hospital?

Are you dating at all?

I'm not interested in dating yet.

I've been on the other side of this couch long enough

to know what we're circling.

I am fully aware that I am avoiding intimacy right now,

but a woman tried to kill me,

and a young man died from my mistakes.

And in all of this,

I lost the love of my life, who was never mine to begin with.

It's gonna take some time

before I can handle a dinner and a movie.

But I'm okay with that.

- Do you know why? - Why?

Because I've been going to sleep for the past four months

without taking any medication.

I don't jump at loud noises anymore.

I don't cry in the middle of the day for no reason.

And what about the cemetery?

Are you still visiting Sam's grave every week?

No, I'm not.

Hi. Can I help you find something?

Yeah. These look nice. What do you think?

Great choice. Any special occasion?

Uh, well, they're for my lady.

Mickey: You still have the best ass in L.A.

Mickey!

What are you doing here?

I thought you were in Italy until the end of the year.

Oh, there's only so much pasta one man can consume

before said man becomes so fat no other man will touch him.

Per te.

The store looks fantastic.

I see my financial contributions are no longer necessary.

Oh, it's been great. Knock on wood.

But, you know, I never could have gotten here

without your help.

I'm proud of you.

- So, what next? - What do you mean?

Launched a successful business... check.

But I still don't see any of your stuff here.

What? What are you talking about? It's...

It's all my stuff.

I mean, I handpicked everything I sell.

In fact, I just met this cute local artist who was

showcasing her work at this coffee house, and...

Hello? You're supposed to be

the cute local artist... April Ma-freaking-lloy.

I thought that's why we opened this mini anthropologie.

You should just be happy I'm not taking money from you anymore.

Well, I was never happier than when I was supporting your art.

- Mickey... - I just don't like

to see you giving up.

- You're my black Martha Stewart. - I'm not giving up.

You need to get your mojo back, love.

Tomorrow night, there's a pop-up art show happening downtown.

We're going.

I'm not sure what "pop-up" means,

but I don't think I lost any mojo.

Sweetie, you're wearing jeggings.

Hello, gorgeous.

Okay, this is not how I like to be greeted.

O-okay, sometimes I like to be greeted that way.

Apparently the pot is too big for the room.

The plant is fine, but, personally,

I would ditch all those random plates.

Yeah, I'd love to, uh, take your advice

on how to stage the house, Joss,

but unfortunately, you're not my realtor.

Ah, unfortunately for you.

Personally, I'm thrilled to be starting a new career.

Does, uh, throwing parties actually constitute a career?

- It does if you live in Los Angeles. - In that case,

how about some rent?

You've only been living here for the past, whew, what is it?

10 months?

W-what do you care?

You haven't lived here in over a year.

Besides, Savi said it was okay.

Yeah, well, half the house belongs to me, and I say it's...

I say...

It doesn't matter.

Be done with it soon enough.

She's home today.

I... I left her back at April's,

but she'll probably be here soon.

Just... just a heads up.

Oh, maybe you should give her a heads up that I'm working here.

- Still need a few hours. - Oh, come on, Harry.