"I'm gonna die, and I'd like to know what happened to my daughterbefore I do." "When it comes to wisteria lane, there are old crimes... new crimes... as soon as it gets dark,we get rid of that body." "And crimes that are happening... right under everyone's nose." "I'm thinkingit's the applewhites." "Jim halverson was aware that he had little to offer a woman." "He was neither rich,nor smart,nor handsome." "Are you jim?" "I'm susan mayer." "So when his friend set him up on a blind date with a beautiful stranger... wow,you're so much hotterthan nikki said you'd be." "How old are you?" "How olddo you think I am?" "Jim made the tragic decision to try to be funny." "Not a day over 50." "why don't weget our table?" "Well,no,see,that was funny, because you'reso obviously not 50." "That's why I said 50,'cause it's absurd." "Jim did everything he could to get susan mayer to laugh." "He tried racial humor... so guess what time chinesepeople go to the dentist?" "2:30." "uh,get it?"Tooth-hurty?"" "Tooth-hurty." "I love that." "He tried to be engagingly risqu?" ".." "rectum?" "Damn near killed him!" "you know whata rectum is,right?" "he even tried gentle teasing." "No,no,you see,by comparing you to a nazi," "I was making the pointthat you're so not a nazi." "You're like the-- -and just when jim thought the date couldn't get any worse.... ...It did." "Okay,jim,I need you to look up... and down." "All right,so,how did this happen?" "It was an accident." "Oh,I don't knowabout that." "In some cultureshead-butting is a mating ritual." "Dr. Mccready,can italk to you about my head?" "Away from...the draft?" "you can call medr." "Ron." "Everyone does." "dr." "Ron..." "I need you to pretendthere's something wrong with me and admit me for the night." "I'm sorry?" "This is the worst dateI have ever been on in my life." "That man is the most obnoxious, offensive,annoying human being." "And you're looking at melike I'm crazy right now, but I will be if I spendone more second with him." "So you gotta help me.You gotta do something." "It's my mental health.My mental health!" "You took an oath." "Could you let goof my lapel,please?" "Oh,sorry." "Um,listen,I'm sorryyour date's not going well." "But I can'tadmit you,susan." "Right." "Right." "Jim,let's,uh,let's takea look at those reflexes." "Okay,I got a jokefor you,doctor." "What's the correct medical term for the circumcisionof a rabbit?" "Hare cut." "I don't--I always-- jim,I'm gonna needto keep you here for awhile,run some tests." "Really?" "I-- yeah,I'm still worried about that bump on your head here." "That's still... and,susan, you're good to go." "And though it only lasted a moment, jim caught the look that passed between his date... and his doctor." "Thank you so much,dr." "Ron." "And he suddenly got the feeling the joke was on him." "Desperate Housewives Season 02 Episode 12" "The annual blood drive was a tradition on wisteria lane." "Most residents came to help promote health and well-being, but my friends turned up for a different reason." "They were growing increasingly concerned that their street was infected with a dangerous kind of sickness." "And they came to consult with one another about a possible cure." "great, she caught me staring." "Have you guys noticed how friendly betty's been since that body was found in front of her house?" "I don't trust friendly women." "That's okay." "They don't trust you,either." "I just know those two have something to do with that dead body." "Do we even know who he is?" "Well,the paper said the police are withholding the details." "Bree,maybe you should call in a favor from your police detective pal, have him poke around." "That's a great idea." "You could have him do a background check on the applewhites." "I don't think I can do that." "Why not?" "You said he was nice." "Well,once he stopped suspecting me of murdering rex he was delightful,but,um..." "I don't really know him." "Well,somebody has to do something, 'cause I'm losing sleep." "Betty!" "Matthew." "Hello,everybody." "Susan,a little birdie told me you're having a birthday soon." "We should all go out and celebrate." "Super." "Sounds like a plan." "Count me in." "bye." "See ya." "So why are you everybody's best friend all of a sudden?" "If there was ever a time to be neighborly, this is it." "We're idiots for staying here." "I mean,we should've hit the road as soon as they found monroe's body." "I mean,how do we know he didn't tell foster where we're hiding?" "Because if he had,foster would've shown up by now." "And besides,if we take off, what are we gonna live on?" "I have all of our money tied up in this house." "So why not just sell it?" "Patience,matthew." "If we take off right away, it'll look suspicious." "Now what we need is a story-- a reason for us to move." "Look at this,a-b negative." "Yeah,it's the rarest of all blood types." "Well,there must be something in the water around these parts." "You're my second a-b negative today." "Seriously?" "Uh,who was it?" "That guy." "Hi,bree." "Oh,hi." "I just wanted to thank you for your advice on my azaleas." "They're just thriving." "Oh,it was no trouble at all." "Such a shame I may not be around to enjoy them." "Well,my mother has taken ill." "And matthew and I, we'll probably go and visit her." "We may even be moving." "We just don't know yet." "Oh,well, where does she live?" "Oh,back in chicago." "Is it serious?" "I-I don't know yet." "Well,obviously,I'll be speaking with her doctor." "Oh,betty,if there's anything I can do, anything at all... thank you." "You've already done so much." "Bye." "That dr." "Ron called." "He needs to see you for a follow-up appointment." "He needs to see me or he wants to see me?" "Jeez,mom,how cute is this guy?" "Oh,he could be cuter... but I don't know how." "So ask him out." "Oh,no, I can't do that." "Mom,he's a cute surgeon." "What's the problem?" "He's young." "Young?" "Younger than me." "How much younger?" "Let's just say if I was a senior in high school," "I'd be saying,"wow, you're a hot fifth grader."" "Oh,well,of course it's gonna sound gross if you say it that way." "But you're both adults.So why not just ask him out?" "'Cause the conversation could go something like this," ""dr." "Ron,I think you're hot."" ""Oh,well,thank you,ma'am." ""Now I think it's time we talk about your hip replacement."" "Mom,you're hot and funny and nice." "And... clearly desperate, and guys are into that." "Play to your strengths." "Thank god you're home." "What's wrong?" "Pat said youtold her it was an emergency!" "The boys weresent home from school." "What?" "Why?" "I called.The machine kept picking up." "I know." "I know.Look,I... they've got chicken pox." "Chicken pox?" "That's the emergency?" "They'retotally contagious." "Not to us." "They are to me!" "I've never had it." "Well,you nevertold me that." "You know,the point is,I can't go in there." "It's a hot zone." "Well,tom,somebody'sgotta take care of our kids." "Exactly." "And since you're immune-- oh,you've gotta be kidding!" "I have to get back to work!" "Just for a couple of days,until they're not contagious." "It is not the ebola virus.It's chicken pox." "You are being a baby." "Yes,I am." "Okay." "And if you thinkI'm being a baby now, do I need to remind youof what I'm like when I'm sick?" "Remember that timeI had strep throat?" "We wound upin marriage counseling." "I'll call the office." "Thanks,honey." "Uh,mrs." "Solis,I gotta talk to you." "Ralph,if this is about luis overwateringthe hydrangeas again," "I told you, no one likes a tattletale." "My wife left me." "Oh,I'm sorry." "I didn't know you and bonitawere having problems." "We weren't." "Uh,it was all of a sudden." "She just packed her bagsand left." "She said I have an illness, and I need to get help." "Why?" "There's nothingwrong with me.I just like to look atpretty ladies on the internet." "And sure,they're not always dressed, and sometimes,there's more than one." "But I only go tothe classy web sites." "There's some really sick stuffout there, mrs." "Solis." "Ralph!" "Make your point." "Um,last night,uh,I found this new web site." "And there wasa picture of a lady sitting on a bearskin rug with nothing on except for a little pointyelf hat." "It was very festive." "Uh,ralph,why are youtelling me this?" "I'm sorry.It's just,um... ahem." "I think you reallyneed to see this." "Oh,my god!" "The lighting looks greaton you,mrs." "Solis." "I mean,most of the time,you have to squint at the screen to see anything really good." "And not here,no,sir,that's good." "Well,um,thank you,ralph, for bringing thisto my attention." "Uh,mrs." "Solis,I was wondering... would you sign that for me?" "Oh,okay." "where have you been?" "Why didn't you cometo see me?" "I came every sunday." "You were just too out of it to know I was here." "I think you're lying." "But then again,these days, I think everyone'sbeen lying to me." "The thing is,you're here now." "So tell mewhat I wanna know." "Did you find the manwho killed my daughter?" "It was a guy namedtodd forrest-- this lowlife drug dealer." "He got her hooked again." "She tried to steal from him,and he killed her." "And I killed him." "I thought hearing thatwould make you happy." "I thought it would,too." "But it doesn't." "I'm sorry." "I wanna start your I.V.,But your veins are kinda bad." "Well,here,let me help you." "What the hellare you doing?" "You're crazy!" "You're fired.Get out." "So I guesswe're done then?" "Yeah." "You,uh... you gonna come see me again?" "You planning on havingan open casket?" "Hey,guys." "Hi,lynette." "Hi,carlos." "All right!" "A reuben?" "How sweet is that?" "Lunch brought rightto the golf course." "I hear you got somepretty sick kids in there." "Oh,it's justchicken pox." "But braveheart here will onlycome in to sleep and shower." "I can't say I blame him." "I wouldn't want to beshooting blanks either." "Be well,my man," "Bye,lynette." "See you later." "I'm sorry,what did he mean,"shooting blanks"?" "Oh,it's nothing." "There's justa small chance of sterility if a grown mangets chicken pox,so... we're not having any more kids." "Why would it matter?" "I don't know.You know,survival instinct?" "So that if you're the last manto survive a nuclear holocaust, you could repopulatethe planet?" "No,all I'm saying is that, god forbid something wereto happen to either one of us," "I'd want either one of usto have,you know,options." "So you're sayingthat if I died... you would want a second wifeand a family?" "Maybe." "I can't believe you'veactually thought about this!" "Haven't you?" "Thought about who I'd marryif you died?" "Hmm." "No." "Well,honey,it's a back-upplan." "I'm not gonna use it." "Then why have it?" "Well,I don't know,because... it's like,there's this door,right?" "And I'm not planning on actuallygoing through it because I'm so happyin the room that I'm in." "But in case of fire or flood, it's comforting to knowthat the door is unlocked." "Honey,I'm notthrough with that!" "Yeah,well,why don't you have your second wifemake you lunch,okay?" "Oops!" "You... bree,uh," "I have to say,I was,uh," "I was very pleasedto get your call." "I mean,I'm surprised you'd wantto have anything to do with me given our recent history." "Oh,you mean your having suspected me of murdering my husband?" "Detective,that is allwater under the bridge now." "I am very gladto hear you say that." "Although,I have to confess,I do have an ulterior motive." "I need to ask you a favor." "Oh,well,shoot,whatever I can do." "We have these,um,new neighbors-- the applewhites." "It's a mother and her son." "They just moved here from chicago." "And they seem very nice." "But there's-- there's something about themthat'S... off." "They're... odd." "Odd?" "Yeah,they're secretiveand watchful." "And there was a dead bodyfound in front of their house." "I can't run a background checkon your neighbors for being odd." "Is that why youwanted to see me?" "To-- to ask me that?" "Yeah,why?" "Well,I just--during the investigation," "I just thought there wasa kind of a,um... spark between us." "You know,I thoughtthis might be a date." "Uh,no." "I just wanted to ask you a favor." "Fine,no harm done." "When do I ever getto have lunch with sucha lovely lady anyway?" "Date or... no date." "Are you sure that you can'tcheck on the applewhites?" "I mean,I just knowthat there's something there." "And,you know,I havea sixth sense about people." "And yet,you got engaged to the man who murdered your husband." "Well,your blood pressurelooks fine." "You're free to go,mrs." "Mayer." "You mean,I'm notgonna see dr." "Ron?" "Well,I do the follow-up exams." "Dr. Ron only comes inif there's a problem." "Oh,well,maybe I shouldgo ahead and see him anyway, just to be safe." "I'm sorry." "Dr. Ron's scheduleis very tight today." "So unless you'rehaving a serious problem... you're experiencing nausea, chills and tingling,huh?" "Yeah, but nowthat I think about it," "I bet it's justall the coffee I drink." "I drink way too much coffee." "Do you liketo drink coffee?" "Uh,no.No." "So the tingling is inyour fingers and your toes?" "I should switch to juice.I know the best juice place." "You would love it.Do you drink juice?" "Susan,how oftenhave you been having these involuntary muscle spasms?" "Oh,oh,not that often." "I probably just needa good massage." "Susan?" "Yeah?" "I wanna get you infor an M.R.I." "no,I don't thinkthat's necessary." "Are you a doctor?" "I got high marksin math and science." "I wanna get you infor an M.R.I." "No,no,no,I think giventhe misunderstanding that I should get the bill." "I won't hear of it." "All right, we'll split it." "Fair enough." "You know what?" "Let me,uh,let megive you a ride home." "Detective barton,is this somesort of high school ployto get me back to your place?" "I just don't thinkyou should be driving a car.You've been drinking." "I had two glasses of wine." "Three,plus the tawny portwith dessert." "It's all here on the bill if you wanna take a look." "You know what?" "I politely rejected you, and now you're getting your revenge by embarrassing me." "You've had too much to drink." "Give me your keys." "I am not giving you anything." "Except the bill." "what do you thinkyou're doing?" "I followed you to make sureyou were okay." "You were weaving." "Please step outof the car." "Oh,you can't be serious." "Out." "Detective,I am not drunk,and I am not stupid." "I know exactlywhat this is all about." "I'm gonna need you to takea sobriety test." "A sobriety test?" "I'm nottaking any sobriety... test." "This behavior stems fromthe hurt feelings of a man withvery low self-esteem." "The worldis a big place, and I'm sure there isa woman out there somewhere who'll respond to your macho posturing." "Well... here's hoping." "Baby,what you're about to see will most likely shockand upset you." "Okay." "Remember scott,the photographer I was dating when we met?" "The one I dumped for you, who never really got over it and who I always said was gonna get back at me?" "Oh,carlos,I love you so much." "Move." "What is this?" "Scott's web site, with pictures of me on it." "well,say something." "Oh,my god." "It wassupposed to be funny-- a naughty little christmas gift for my boyfriend." "Oh,my god!" "I know,I was freakishlyflexible back then." "I'm sorry!" "Look,what are we gonna doabout this?" "I guessI'll call my lawyers." "I gave these pictures to himas a gift." "He owns them." "Then I guesswe're screwed." "Not necessarily." "See,here's what I'm thinking-- scott's a coward, so you could totallyput the scare into him." "All you gotta dois go and rough him up, and he'll take my picturesoff the web site like that." "I'm sorry,but thisis your mistake." "You're gonna have tofix it yourself." "And I would love to, but I have the upper bodystrength of a kitten." "I need a brute!" "Gaby," "I am just now starting to get my rage issuesunder control." "This brute doesn't swingthat way anymore, so go find another." "Well,when you left prison, did they leave youa contact list?" "So is dr." "Ron gonnabe here for this?" "Oh,yeah,yeah,yeah." "Uh,there's a hookon the wall there so go aheadand get your stuff hung up and,uh,just get comfy." "Dr. Ronshould be here pretty soon." "Okay.Okay." "is she tryingto put on the dust cover?" "yep." "How long are we gonna let this go on?" "Just a fewmore minutes." "Hi,uh,susan?" "It's dr." "Ron." "You don't have toget undressed for this." "Oh,uh,I-I,uh... then why did youput out a gown?" "No,no,it's not a gown." "It's the dust coverfor the M.R.I. Machine." "This should takeabout 45 minutes." "Now I know it's really crampedand uncomfortable in there, but try not to move." "Susan,I realizethat this whole process must be troubling for you." "Yeah,it's prettytroubling." "Well,we're gonna getto the bottom of this." "And I'll be herefor you,okay?" "Hey,dr." "Ron?" "I just have a feeling that everything'sgonna turn out fine." "And when it does..." "I'd like to buy you dinner to celebrate my health." "You know,I was thinkingmaybe italian?" "Oh,what the heck, maybe we can call it a date." "If you like." "Dr. Ron?" "uh,he left awhile ago." "He got a phone callfrom his girlfriend." "Okay." "Thank you." "I'd liketo get out now." "Try not to move." "good morning,luis,ralph." "good morning,mrs." "Solis." "good morning,mrs." "Solis." "Good morning,honey." "Hey,you're talkingto me again." "Well,I thoughtabout what you said-- about the pictures--and you're right." "It was my mistake and I have to live with it." "What the hellare you doing?" "!" "I'm living with it!" "Hey,turn aroundand keep gardening!" "Aw,you're so mean." "Put your clothes on right now." "Why?" "You either careif men leer at me or not." "And you made it clear thatyou don't." "So what's the point?" "Gabrielle,I am not beatingthis guy up for you!" "Then you better think of anotherway to get my pictures back." "Because if you don't,people on wisteria lane are gonna be seeinga lot more of me!" "Ralph,luis,feast your eyes!" "My finger!" "I'll find it!" "Aah,my finger!" "It's gotta be here somewhere." "I'll look for it,man." "Don't worry,man." "I'll find it.Oh, -my finger!" "Hey,honey, good news." "I checked on penny, and she didn't scream." "I think she's getting usedto the mask." "I don't want youto have options,tom." "If I die,I wanna hearyour life would be over." "I want you to spendthe rest of your life screaming," ""it should've been meon that plane!"" "Plane?" "I'm assuming there was a crash." "It could've been something else." "Okay,wait,wait,wait,wait." "Do you have any idea how painful it is to hear about you even thinkabout your next wife and kids?" "I could never do that!" "I can't imagine my lifewithout you." "You are my everything!" "Honey,you're my everything." "Okay,well,that's easy to say, but I need youto show me." "How?" "With a vasec to me." "Can't I justget you some flowers?" "Look,it makesperfect sense." "We're not gonna haveany more kids." "And the pill just makesme bloat." "It'll be great!" "No,okay,lynette, this is crazy." "Oh,I know!" "I know!" "But it is whatmarried people do." "They go out of their way to calmeach other's irrational fears." "Oh,come on,tom." "I really need youto do this." "Well,okay." "Fine,yeah." "I'll make an appointment." "Thank you." "can I ask yousomethin'?" "I'd rather you didn'T." "How'd you get started?" "Started?" "You know, in the escort business?" "I beg your pardon." "I bet the guys go crazywith your whole... classy,repressed thingyou got going on,huh?" "I mean,your skin has,like, no pores." "I am not sure,but I think there wasa compliment in there somewhere, so thank you." "But I am not an escort." "How much you chargea night?" "Look,I'M..." "$5,000." "What do you have to doexactly for 5 grand?" "All right." "Your ball cleared.You're free to go." "Your car'sat the impound lot." "And you can pick it upin the morning." "Well,how am I supposed to get home?" "I don't have any money." "Call a friend." "I have been through enoughhumiliation for one day." "I hope you have a bettersuggestion than that." "Okay,well,let me think,um... walk." "oh,for goodness sakes!" "bree?" "Is everything okay?" "Oh,oh,I'm fine.I just,um,had a flat tire." "It's your lucky day." "I'm a whizat changing tires." "Hop in." "You know,thank you, but I think it's actuallysomething more mechanical." "My car has been makingjust a terrible noise." "Well,I have auto club." "Come on." "Actually, my car has beenimpounded by the police." "Thanks,betty,and,um..." "I'd appreciate itif you could keep this little incidentto yourself." "I won't say a word.I swear." "Well,that's good to hear, because most people on thisstreet couldn't keep a secret if their lives depended on it." "Well,bree, even if everyone does find out, it's no big deal." "I mean,lots of peoplehave D.U.I.S." "Yes,but the difference ismost of those people were actually drunkwhen they were arrested." "I was not." "Well,of course." "You know,you sound likeyou don't believe me." "Well,um,it's just..." "I know you've gone througha lot lately-- the death of your husband,problems with your son." "It would only be naturalif you did self-medicate." "I'm sorry,but sincewhen do you know so much aboutmy personal life?" "Bree, it's like you said-- the people on this street arenot great at keeping secrets." "Except for you." "You're reallygood at it." "I beg your pardon." "Well,you moved into your housein the middle of the night." "God knowswhat you moved in that you didn't wantanybody to see." "People hear soundscoming at all hours from there." "And,oh,what was the last one?" "Oh,right-- they found a dead bodyin front of your home." "Everybody talks aboutthe applewhites, but nobody can figure out exactly what you peopleare hiding." "So congratulations." "Your secrets are safe... for now." "Edie?" "Hi,it's betty applewhite." "Yeah,I'm sorryto call you so late but,um..." "I really need to meet with youfirst thing in the morning." "Yes." "Well,I've decidedto sell my house." "Dr. Ron?" "What are you doing here?" "Uh,we need to talk." "And it's not the kind of talkwe can have over the phone." "Oh,are you sure?" "Um,becauseI would look a lot better over the phone right now." "Um,susan,your,uh,your test results came back." "And for the life of me,I can't figure it out." "Now based on the--on the symptoms you were describing-- symptoms?" "Yeah,the dizziness,the tingling, the muscle spasms, the chills--it could be neurological." "It also could be basedon an autoimmune disorder." "I just--frankly,I'm stumped." "Oh,no,no,no,no." "Hey,listen,we're gonnaget through this,okay?" "I am so sorry." "But I'm not sick." "What are youtalking about?" "your nurse wouldn'tlet me see you,and I... really wanted to see you, so I sort of fakedall my symptoms." "The dizziness,the chills,you know, all of it." "Why--why would youdo something like that?" "What the hellis wrong with you?" "I know." "I know.I feel really awful." "I am just not the bestat meeting men." "And I thought you were cute, and I sort of thought that maybe you thoughtI was cute, and you're a doctor,and that's so sexy." "So I was up all nightworried sick digging through medical books, trying to figure outsome mysterious disease that doesn't really exist?" "Really?" "You were up all night?" "Yes." "I don't enjoytelling people I thinkthey're going to die." "Especially not people I like." "You like me?" "Yes." "What about your girlfriend?" "What girlfriend?" "The one who calledin the M.R.I. Room?" "We had one date." "She wanteda referral to a dermatologist." "She's got eczema." "Maybe we couldgo out sometime?" "Do you like sushi?" "I love sushi." "I'm available tomorrow night." "No,no,no,tomorrow's no good." "I'll still be angry." "I should be cooled downby friday." "Oh,uh,friday's good." "Oh,there's one thing-- your M.R.I. Showed that you havea wandering spleen." "A what?" "It's a wandering spleen." "It's no big deal." "Sometimes the thing just moves around in there." "But we'll keepan eye on it." "Wandering what?" "Okay, go get him,tiger." "I can't do it,gaby." "What?" "I can't go in there.I thought I could, but I can'T." "You promised!" "Ever since I got outof prison," "I've been tryingto lead a better life." "And for the first time,I can honestly say that I'm a good catholic, and I don't want to ruin that." "So do this today and go toan extra long mass tomorrow." "It doesn't workthat way." "Okay, look,I'm really trying to understandyour moral dilemma here,I am." "But if you don't getmy pictures back," "I'm gonna be humiliated." "You think our gardener is the only local pervsurfing the web?" "I'm sorry,gabrielle." "You used to go crazy when men would so muchas look at me the wrong way-- and that's whenI had clothes on." "I'm trying to bebetter than that now." "Or maybe you just don't love meas much as you used to." "Why can't you just let mebe a good person?" "You know,if you really loved me, you wouldn't even ask meto go in there." "If you really loved me, I wouldn't have to ask!" "fine,forget it." "Really?" "Be a good person." "Knock yourself out." "It's not thatI don't love you." "I-- yeah,okay,look,let's just go home." "What are you doing?" "I'm gettingyour pictures back." "I'm not gonna hurt him." "I'll talk to him, appeal to his better nature." "Can I help you?" "I'm carlos soils." "You have,uh,naked picturesof my wife on your web site." "You're,uh... gabrielle's husband?" "well,you know what?" "I was just aboutto take those off anyway." "That's great." "I reallyappreciate this,scott." "Hey,no problem." "To tell you the truth,gabrielle's pages weren't exactly raking inthe big bucks for me." "I find thathard to believe." "I'm not saying gabrielle's nota pretty girl." "Of course she is.But,uh, she ain't exactlyinternet pretty,you know?" "What does that mean?" "The web's about fantasy,not fashion." "I mean,guys surfingfor porn, they don't care how the clothesare hanging off the body." "They just wanna seethe goods." "So,uh, if little miss nastyain't rocking some curves... my wife has a perfect figure." "Don't get me wrong." "Our little gaby knows how to,uh... work a runway,but,uh, when it comesto cyber lovin'?" "No real man's gonnawaste tissue on that." "There you go." "That's all of 'em." "So we cool now?" "now that's my guy." "You're not limping." "Did everything go okay?" "I couldn't do it." "What happened?" "I don't know." "I got there,I..." "I put on the paper gownand I,uh..." "I just couldn't do it." "Why not?" "It felt likeI was being emasculated." "Oh,please." "I'm serious,lynette." "I don't make the moneyaround here anymore." "I don't providefor you and the kids." "And I wasn't go" "And i wasn't going to let them snip out the l ast thing that make me feel a man" "Staying home and taking care of the kids doesn't make you less of a man that's crazy you expect me to calm your rational fears, i expect you to calm mine" "Are you saying you are not happy ?" "A little bit yeah" "Well what we gonna do about that ?" "i don't know" "can we just ?" "no,Lynette" "I don't know" "hi,it's detective barton,look i feel awful about what happend the other day," "I was the jerk so to make it up to you" "I did some sniffing around about the dead man they found in front of your neigbours house" "I got some information his name is Curt Monroe" "A private detective who lost his license a couple years ago" "Apparently he is from Chicago" "I don't if this is helpful but... years ago,he is apparently from Chicago" "I,I don't know if this is helpful but" "I just feel terrible about what happened illness can take on many forms those of the body are easy to treat" "Much more difficult are the hidden maladies festering in our hearts" "the secret diction that consume our soul and the disease we deny which affect our judgement" "To survive we need to find that special someone who can heal us" "I work so hard on my life, so hard" "Now it's all nothing i got one daughter i hate who hates me before her time" "No one left for me now" "What did I do it for" "it was good i did't feel a thing" "XXXXX" "XXXXXXXX" "But we can never predict who have the cure for what ills us" "XXXXXXXXXXXX or when they'll show up" "But I think we can get along, just"