Why Women Kill

- Previously on Why Women Kill... - She was kicked

out of her third home because her foster mother accused her

of trying to seduce her husband.

A week later, that house burned down.

- You did those things? - You can't believe

- a fucking word he says! - Jade, watch out!

Before we put him out,

he wrote you this note.

Said it was important.

- Did you talk to him? - No.

Taylor came to see me in jail.

You really fucked me this time!

Your membership to the club has been revoked.

It's because I'm ill.

It was you.

You seduced

my child.

Do you think that I would be satisfied

just getting you kicked out of a country club?

I am just getting started, bitch.

Dad always said that you were vindictive.

I am still your mother.

No, from now on, you're just some lady that I used to know.

- You pulling out? - Not yet.

I'm waiting for someone.

My husband likes to threaten me with a loaded gun

he keeps in his bedside drawer.

Our daughter died because of me.

I'm the one who's responsible.

The last time I slept with your husband

was the day your child died.

While you were coming in the front door,

I ran around the side of the house.

Did Rob know you had not closed the gate?

I called him that night and I told him.

What can I do for you?

I need to buy a gun.

So, what do you think?

It's impressive. Square footage?

5,000.

Give or take.

Four big bedrooms upstairs.

Got kids?

We had a little girl.

Her name was Emily.

Was?

Could you excuse us a moment?

You've got to stop telling total strangers our daughter died.

He asked me a question.

It's been over a year.

How are we gonna move forward in our lives

if we keep talking about what happened?

I don't even understand what we're doing here.

The house we have now is fine.

It's got too many memories.

We need a fresh start.

I mean, this could be good for us.

Don't you want to find a way to be happy again?

Of course I do.

Well, then let me buy this for you.

If you do that, I'll spend every day

just trying to put the smile back on your face.

The one I fell in love with.

I guess we could be happy here.

Of course we can.

Now where's that smile I love?

I bought a gun yesterday.

What?

I'd left an appointment at my cancer doctors,

and I passed the most adorable gun shop.

And I bought this little revolver.

Why do we need a gun?

There have been robberies in the neighborhood.

Mrs. Betz on the corner?

Some thief smashed her window, reached in,

and took her new purse right off her end table.

- Have I met her? - Anyway,

I don't feel safe.

So I got this gun, and I'm storing it here.

And I've already put in the bullets.

You're keeping the gun loaded?

If someone attacks us, I don't think

we'd want to waste time looking for bullets. Do you?

This is a nice street.

Nothing bad is going to happen to us.

You never know.

So...

what do you think?

You were right to bring us here.

So many possibilities.

Yes, the floor plan's good,

but really, the color of the walls...

Before we go any further, state law

compels me to disclose that a murder took place here.

Someone was murdered in this house?

Was it the decorator?

Oh.

Simone!

Naomi!

I saw your car out front.

Tell me that you are buying this place.

I live a block away.

We would be neighbors.

Karl, this is my friend Naomi from the country club.

You must be the dashing new boyfriend

I keep hearing about.

Not just the boyfriend.

- I've, uh, been promoted. - Stop.

You're engaged?

Oh, well, now you definitely need a bigger house.

- And who's this charming young man? - Tommy.

This is my son Tommy.

Tommy, this is Simone.

You're pretty.

Oh.

Kids say the cutest things.

Oh, hands off, young man. She's spoken for.

Oh, Simone, please tell me you'll take the house.

I'd absolutely kill to have you here.

Oh, it would be fun, wouldn't it?

Being close to my best friend.

Simone!

Are you all right?

Oh, my God.

What happened?

My mother tried to kill you.

What?

Oh, my God, is she alive?

Tommy.

Someone call a doctor!

- Okay. - And the police!

So... what do you think?

I mean... I love it. I say, let's do it.

- What? - I want to buy this house.

Can I talk with my husband for a moment in private, please?

Take your time.

What?

Dude, are you crazy?

Are you cra...? Did you not see that pool?

And that kitchen is huge.

Yeah, and it needs a complete remodel. We can't afford that.

D-Don't worry about the money, all right?

My career is taking off.

The reviews for Jenny from Yesterday are through the roo.

Yeah, I know, but even so, it's still risky.

Risky? Are you hearing yourself right now?

- Do you know who you sound like? - Who?

Me... when we were talking about having an open marriage?

Okay, that's not the same thing.

No. I was... I was nervous.

I was unsure that we could make it work, but you convinced me.

And now our life is so much more exciting for it.

Now think about how much even more exciting our life would be

with that fucking kitchen, right?

Oh, sweetie, you still have that cold?

It's fine. I'm good. I'm good.

Just, Taylor, trust me.

Okay? Believe in me.

I promise you I will not let you down.

Take it slow.

God, everything hurts.

Well, here's something to ease the pain.

I went by the house. All of Jade's stuff is gone.

That was fast.

Yeah. Well, she knows we're onto her.

She can't just stick around, waiting for the cops to show up.

Oh, speaking of the house,

I, uh, got you a little something.

A business card?

Yeah. For Lamar's Realtor.

If it's okay with you, I want to sell the house.

Really?

Yeah, it just feels like

every wrong turn we've made can be traced back

to the moment where I talked you into buying it.

No house... wouldn't have

met Jade. No Jade, no relapse.

I mean, we'd lose a lot of stress.

The mortgage payments alone.

Look at that smile.

All right. So how much downsizing are we up for?

Townhouse? Condo?

Fuck it. Let's just buy a field.

We can pitch a tent.

Love it.

Tent in a field. We'd be living the dream.

And the best part about moving... Jade won't be able to find us.

Where do you think she went?

I don't know.

Let's just hope she's a thousand miles away by now.

Who's Duke?

My grandfather.

Grammy Sue gave that to him for their first wedding anniversary.

He wore it every day, but he never wound it.

He always used to say that

"When I met my Susie, it was like time stood still."

Sweet.

Give you 35.

Hundred?

No. Dollars.