part 3
Susan's House
Susan opens her front door to find Mrs. Huber standing there with a pie in her hands.
Susan: "Mrs. Huber!"
Mrs. Huber: "Hello, Susan. I made you a pie."
Susan: "Oh. Wow. Why?"
Mrs. Huber: "Do I need a motive to do something nice?"
Susan shrugs.
In Susan's kitchen, Mrs. Huber is delicately cutting the pie.
Mrs. Huber: "I can't wait for you to try this. It's mincemeat."
Susan: "Actually, I just had dinner."
Mrs. Huber: "That's okay. You can save it for later."
She licks some off of her fingers and chuckles to herself.
Susan: "What's so funny?"
Mrs. Huber: "I was just thinking of that expression: I'll make mincemeat out of you. Mincemeat. It used to be an entree made up of mostly chopped meat, so it was like saying 'I'll chop you up into little bits.'" She chuckles. "But that was centuries ago. Today, mincemeat is mostly made up of fruit, spices, and rum. There's no meat in it. And still people say I'll make mincemeat out of you."
Susan: "I don't know that people really say that anymore."
Mrs. Huber: "I do. So, Susan. How are you?"
Susan: "I'm fine."
Mrs. Huber: "Good. You know, I have a confession to make. I've always wished I'd have been more supportive when Carl left you."
Susan: "Oh, you don't have to apologize about Carl. Really, Carl and I are over. I've moved on."
Mrs. Huber: "Yes, I know. You've moved on to that nice Mike Delfino. He's quite a catch, isn't he? You like him don't you?"
Susan: "Uh, sure. As a friend."
Mrs. Huber: "Oh, Susan. Being coy is a strategy best employed by virgins at their first dance. For women of our age, it's just annoying. Are you sure you don't want pie?"
Susan: "No, thank you."
Mrs. Huber: I" hope it works out with you and Mike. You've been so desperate to land him."
Susan: "I am not desperate."
Mrs. Huber: "Oh, good Lord, Susan. You burned your rival's house down. If that isn't desperate, I don't know what is."
Susan: "Mrs. Huber, with all due respect, you're crazy."
Mrs. Huber puts down the knife she had been using to transfer the pie to a plate and reaches into her purse, pulling out the charred measuring cup she found in the ruins of Edie's burnt house.
She places it on the table in front of Susan.
Susan: "What's that?"
Mrs. Huber: "I think you recognize it. I found it in the ruins of Edie's home."
Susan: "Well, that's not ---"
Mrs. Huber: "Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. My point is this. I wasn't there for you when Carl left, but I'm here for you now. As far as I'm concerned, this is our secret. And no one ever need know. Oh, Susan. You don't know how good it feels to finally be able to help you. You look so pale. Now. I insist you try some of my pie."
She puts some on a fork and brings it near Susan, who automatically opens her mouth for Mrs. Huber to insert the pie.
Mrs. Huber: "Go on. Did I mention it's mincemeat?"
Susan swallows the pie with an audible gulp.
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Bree's House
Bree stands in front of her son's door and knocks on it.
Bree: "Open the door, please."
Andrew: "Hang on."
He opens it.
Andrew: "What?"
Bree: "May I come in?"
Andrew: "No."
Bree: "Well, I want to talk to you."
Andrew: "Then, talk."
Bree: "Where were you last night?"
Andrew: "Brian's."
Bree: "I just spoke to Brian's mother. Now tell me again where you were last night and this time don't lie to me."
Andrew: "Where'd you say Dad was again? In Philadelphia?"
Bree: "Andrew, don't change the subject."
Andrew: "I'm sorry. I thought the subject was telling lies. I called Dad's cell phone. I know he moved out."
Bree: "Well, it's just temporary and...I thought it would upset you, so I was protecting you."
Andrew: "Whatever. You lied, so stop pretending like you have some sort of moral authority."
Bree: "Andrew, just because I chose not to share my marital problems with you does not give you the right to be rude."
Andrew: "How about driving my father away? Do I get to be rude then?"
He shuts the door in her face.
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Gabrielle's House
Carlos is getting dressed in the bedroom by the bed while Gabrielle is in the bathroom.
He drops his tie clip and gets on his hands and knees to look for it. While on the floor, he sees John's sock underneath the bed. He picks it up and stands up. As he looks at it, Gabrielle notices and quickly walks away to the laundry basket, where she grabs some clothing and rushes downstairs. She heads to the washer and throws the clothing there and rushes back.
Carlos meets her at the edge of the stairs, looking suspicious.
Gabrielle: "Hi."
Carlos: "What's this?"
Gabrielle: "It's a sock."
Carlos: "It's a man's sock. I found it under our bed. It's not mine."
Gabrielle: "Oh, for God's sake, Carlos. It's Yoa Ling's.
Carlos: "Our maid wears size 13 gym socks?"
Gabrielle: "No, she dusts with them."
Carlos doesn't look convinced, so Gabrielle gestures for him to follow her and then grabs his hand, pulling him with her.
She goes to the laundry closet and opens it up, where she threw the clothing before.
Gabrielle: "See? Socks instead of rags."
Carlos walks away and Gabrielle closes the laundry closet and leans against it, closing her eyes.
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Grocery Store
Susan begins putting her groceries on the conveyer belt.
Mrs. Huber walks up behind her.
Mrs. Huber: "Susan! Hello!"
Susan: "Mrs. Huber."
Mrs. Huber: "Did you and Mike come together? I saw him in the fresh produce aisle."
Susan: "No, like I told you before, we're just friends. By the way, if I didn't make it clear yesterday, I absolutely did not do that thing you accused me of."
Mike comes up.
Mike: "Hey, Susan! Hey, Ms. Huber."
Mrs. Huber: "Nice to see you, Mike."
She walks out of the way.
Mike: "Hey. You like Alfred Hitchcock? They're doing a retrospective down at the Realto."
Susan looks over at Mrs. Huber, who gives her a knowing look.
Susan: "Uh, I'm not really a fan."
Mike: "Oh, c'mon. How can you not like Hitchcock?"
Susan: "I just, uh, don't."
Mike: "Oh. Okay. Well, uh, nice to see you. You, too, Ms. Huber."
He walks away.
Mrs. Huber: "You're so silly. Pretending not to like him on my account, I mean, really."
Susan: "Will you just drop it?"
Mrs. Huber: "You shouldn't be rude to me. Your secret is not an easy burden to bear. That insurance company is putting Edie through hell, and still I've said nothing."
Susan: "Well -"
Mrs. Huber: "The longer it takes for her to get payment, the longer she'll be staying with me, eating me out of house and home, using up my hot water."
Susan: "What exactly is it you want from me, Mrs. Huber?"
Mrs. Huber removes the plastic rod separating their grocery items in the checkout lane.
The checkout girl asks them, "Are these together?"
After a long pause, Susan says, "Ring it up."
Mrs. Huber smiles and begins putting her full load of groceries on the belt.
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