Episode 01.22 - Goodbye For Now

Edie Britt sits in her car at the construction site. She checks her appearance in the rearview mirror, then gets out of the car.

"Edie Britt's favorite moment of every day was her arrival at the construction site of her new home, because she knew what was about to happen. Her sudden appearance was always sure to generate a few appreciative glances, a few lascivious looks, and some downright ogling. Sadly for Edie, the one man she wanted most to notice her..."

Edie looks across the street to where Mike Delfino is bringing in the newspaper. She smiles and raises her hand in greeting, but he doesn't notice her.

"...paid her no attention at all. Yes, Edie needed attention to feel good about herself and she was determined to get it."

A construction worker walks over to her.

Cyrus: "Ms. Britt, you look extra beautiful today."

Edie: "Oh, Cyrus, you're so sweet."

Cyrus: "So anyhow, I, I was wondering if maybe I could, uh, take you out to dinner sometime."

Edie: "Oh honey, you are so far out of your league that you are playing a completely different sport."

She takes a box of doughnuts from the top of his car and walks across the street, where she knocks on Mike's door. Mike answers.

Edie: "Hey, there."

Mike: "Hi Edie. What's up?"

Edie: "Nice ensemble, you busy?"

Mike: "No, not really."

Edie: "Oh good, I bought a bunch of fresh doughnuts for my construction workers and as you can see, I bought a few too many, so I thought maybe you and I could -"

Susan appears at the doorway, next to Mike.

Edie: "Susan!"

Susan: "Hey there Edie."

Edie: "What are you -"

Susan: "Mike and I got back together."

Edie: "Super."

Susan: "I knew you've been happy for us. So what's going on?"

Mike: "Uh, Edie was just about to -"

Edie: "Free doughnuts. Want them? or not?"

Susan: "How sweet, thanks. Why don't you go put these on a plate? Oh, and save me one with sprinkles."

Mike goes into the kitchen.

Susan: "I cannot believe you are still coming onto him."

Edie: "You said you two were finished. You thought he was a murderer."

Susan: "And that was your cue to come over and flirt? You wasted your time and your doughnuts."

Edie: "Not if you choke on them."

Mike: "Well, thanks Edie. The doughnuts look great."

Edie: "Pleasure. See ya."

Susan: "You know, I'm gonna run home and get some milk to go with those doughnuts."

Mike: "Hey, you know it's, it's a shame you got to keep running back and forth."

Susan: "Well, I can't have doughnuts and juice. It's unnatural."

Mike: "No, I mean we should move in together. Come on, what do you say?"

Susan: "Um, I say, oh! Hold that thought. Edie, Edie stop! Stop! Hang on."

Edie: "What now?"

Susan: "Oh, I was just rude back there gloating and everything and I apologize."

Edie: "Well, thank you, Susan. Very big of you."

Susan: "And on a completely unrelated topic, Mike and I are moving in together. See ya."

She runs back to Mike.

"Yes, Edie Britt needed the attention of men to feel good about herself."

Edie pulls up in her car to the construction site.

Edie: "Hey, Cyrus. You have lunch plans?"

Cyrus: "No."

"And even she was amazed at how far she was willing to go to get it."

Edie: "Ellsberg Hotel. Half an hour. Welcome to the majors."

She drives off.

Credits

Wisteria Lane, Outside

"Mr. And Mrs. Edward Mullins were finally leaving Wisteria Lane. In the past year their street had played host to arson, violence, blackmail, and murder. Fearing they too would be infected by this moral decay, the Mullins felt it was time to say goodbye. Strangely enough none of their neighbors seemed to notice they were moving out."

The Mullins get into their packed car and drive off.

Gabrielle's House

Gabrielle comes out of her house to where Justin is mowing the front lawn.

Gabrielle: "Hey, I thought you might be thirsty."

Justin: "No, I'm good."

Gabrielle: "So, how's your roommate doing?"

Justin: "He's hanging in there."

Gabrielle: "Well, uh, I had to, um, tell him some news that was a little bit upsetting for him."

Justin: "No kidding."

Gabrielle: "Excuse me?"

Justin: "Where do you get off telling John he's not good enough to raise a child? That kid can be his."

Gabrielle: "It is a complicated situation."

Justin: "It seems pretty simple to me. You're an unfeeling bitch."

From inside the house, Carlos looks out of the window and sees Gabrielle slap Justin across the face. Gabrielle storms inside and heads up the stairs.

Carlos: "Why've you hit the lawn boy?"

Gabrielle: "Well if you saw what he did to our pogonias you've slap him too."

Peterson Advertising

Lynette walks into Tom's workplace, carrying a large cake with the words "Welcome Back Duggan!" written on it. She walks into the office that Tom and Annabel share.

Lynette: "Hey."

Tom: "Hey Lynette what are you doing here? What's this?"

Lynette: "You told me Duggan's coming back to work today, I thought I've do something special for him."

Tom: "Uh huh, and this wouldn't have anything to do with you checking up on me and Annabel?"

Lynette: "What?"

Tom: "Yesterday you brought my pictures of the kids. The day before that you brought me soup. Lynette, honey, it's gotta stop."

Lynette: "Tom, I don't care about you working with Annabel. I told you that. This is for Duggan. He had a heart attack. I don't care about Annabel."

Annabel walks past them to leave the room.

Annabel: "Hey, Lynette."

Lynette: "Huh. Speak of the devil. And I mean that."

Carrying the cake, Lynette leaves and follows Annabel into the office kitchen.

Annabel: "Well, you're becoming a regular fixture around here, aren't ya?"

Lynette: "Oh, yeah. I wanted to do something nice for Duggan."

Annabel: "I suppose filling his blood stream with butter fat might be considered nice."

Lynette: "Actually, it's fruit juice sweetened. Can I cut you? A piece?"

From outside of the kitchen, a man's voice is heard.

Man: "Everyone, I need to see you right now."

Inside a conference room, a grey-haired man, Dan, speaks to the employees standing around the room.

Dan: "Okay listen up. I just spoke with Tim Duggan's wife and it looks like he's not gonna be returning to work after all. Seems that he had a relapse last night which unfortunately puts us in a very tight spot. We're gonna work together as a team and do what we need to do, so Jerry you're taking the Holister account, Suzanne, you're covering Paradise Springs, and Annabel, I want you to take the lead on the Traveler's hotel chain. You're leaving for Hawaii in three days."

Annabel: "I can't handle Traveler's by myself, especially not if they're moving into the print."

Dan: "Well, choose someone to take with you."

Annabel: "Oh, okay. Um, I choose Tom."

Lynette, holding the knife that she used to cut the cake, steps forward and Tom automatically puts his hand out to stop her.

Mini-Golf World

Bree and George play miniature golf together.

Bree: "Well, let's see I've beaten you to bridge, and mahjong and hearts. This is your last chance to redeem yourself."

George: "Stop it. You're gonna make me laugh."

As George lines up his shot, Bree, standing behind him, walks her fingers over his back. He turns to look at her.

Bree: "Okay, okay, I'll be good."

She walks around to his side and whispers in his ear.

Bree: "Miss it, miss it, miss it."

George: "Bree."

Bree: "Come on, I'm allowed to psych you out."

She walks a little bit away and suddenly George gets a worried look on his face. He turns his feet in and hunches over, not moving.

Bree: "Okay, time's up. Take your best shot."

George: "I'm not ready yet."

Bree: "Hurry up. There're people waiting."

George: "One more minute."

Bree: "Come on, take your best -"

She reaches out and swipes gently at his arm. He pulls his arm away, still hunched over.

George: "Don't do that."

Bree: "George, do you have an erection?"

George: "I'm sorry."

Bree: "What on earth?"

George: "You were blowing on my ear."

Bree: "I was teasing you."

George: "Exactly."

Bree: "You have got to get rid of it. There are children present."

George: "How?"

Bree: "I don't know. Um, um think of something unpleasant."

George: "Like what?"

Bree: "Like famine, or disease, or hobos. Whatever. Just hurry."

Later, they walk away from the golf course.

George: "Look, you can't be mad about it. It's not something men can control."

Bree: "I kept this friendship going because I though Rex's dislike of you was paranoid, but you had feelings for me all along. God, this is just such a betrayal."

George: "Come on, Bree. The only thing I am guilty of is loving you in silence."

Bree: "Well you shouldn't be doing that. In case you've forgotten I'm married."

George: "To a selfish, two-faced liar who betrayed you with a hooker."

Bree: "I told you in confidence. How dare you throw it back in my face."

George: "So, you're ending our friendship, after everything I've done for you?"

Bree: "What is that supposed to mean?"

George: "Nothing. It didn't mean anything."

Bree: "George, I do love you as a friend. I wish you could love me the same way back, but since you can't, goodbye."

She walks off.

Edie's House

"Later that day, Edie Britt witnessed something disturbing."

Edie looks out of her window and sees Mike, carrying a moving box, kissing Susan.

"Something she was determined to put a stop to."

Lynette's House

Bree, Lynette, and Gabrielle sit around the table, preparing for poker. Edie comes in from the living room.

Gabrielle: "So is Susan coming?"

Lynette: "She said she might be a little late. They already started moving a few of Mike's things over to her house."

Bree: "Already? Wow, good for her."

Lynette: "Yeah, it's nice to see Susan so happy again."

Edie: "Yeah, I'm happy for Susan. But don't you think she and Mike are moving a little fast? I mean two days ago, she was thinking he was a murderer and now she's moving in with him?"

Gabrielle: "She found out it was in self-defense. I think they've cleared everything up."

Bree: "Yeah good point."

Lynette: "Mike's a decent guy."

Edie: "Yeah, that's true. Of course there was the gun shot wound."

Lynette: "That's right. Did they ever explain that?"

Bree: "No, and I know guns and that wound was not self-inflicted."

Edie: "And then what about Mrs. Huber's blood-stained jewelry?"

Lynette: "Yeah, that didn't walk into Mike's garage by itself."

Gabrielle: "Maybe this is a mistake. If there's one thing I've learned men can't be trusted."

Edie: "Hold it. Are you saying that we should put a stop to this?"

Bree: "Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to sit her down and share our concerns."

Gabrielle: "Yeah, we could do that."

Lynette: "Yeah."

Bree: "Edie, do you want to be a part of it?"

Edie: "Well normally, I've prefer not to get involved, but if there's anyway that I could help Susan..."

Susan's Garage

Susan comes out to take a box from Mike, who's truck is parked on her driveway.

Susan: "We need to talk."

Mike: "Okay."

Susan: "When I was packing up your stuff in your bedroom, I found a box of bullets."

Mike: "Oh."

Susan: "Look, I feel really bad about Deirdre, and I know that you must want to find out who killed her, but if we're gonna move in together, we can't have this stuff hanging over us. You've gotta get rid of it. All of it: the file, the map, the gun, especially the gun and leave this to the police. They're the professionals."

Mike: "Well, what can I say? It seems like a reasonable request."

Susan: "Oh. Really? Well, that was easy. Maybe after lunch we can talk about your leather bean bag chair."

Mike smiles and as Susan walks back in, he looks down the street. He sees Paul get out of his car, leave a box filled with items on a Martha Huber's doorstep, then get back in his car and drive away.

Martha Huber's House

Zach and Felicia sit at the kitchen table. The box from Paul is sitting on the table and Paul is reading from a note.

Zach: "I realize now that I've treated you badly. I'm the one who needs to get help not you, so I have to go away for a while, in the meantime Mrs. Tilman will look out for you."

Felicia: "I don't consider it a burden. You know you're welcome here."

Zach: "I left you some things, I hope you can take comfort in them. I got you a new mitt. Work on your curve ball while I'm gone. I love you. Dad. Well, I don't understand. Why wouldn't he come see me? Why just run away?"

Felicia: "Your father's been very troubled, dear. I'm sure he did what he felt was best for you."

Zach: "And he wants me to take comfort in this junk? I hate baseball. You think he would know that."

Felicia: "Zach."

Zach runs away from the room. Felicia picks up a photo of Mary Alice that Zach knocked down. She begins cleaning up the rest of the items he knocked to the floor. She picks up the baseball mitt and after a second, she slips her hand into the mitt. She pulls out a note hidden in the mitt. It reads: "Zach, I didn't leave you. Meet me at the baseball field - Thursday at midnight. Dad"

Felicia crumples the note in her hand.

Bree's House, Nighttime

Gabrielle looks out the window.

Gabrielle: "Susan's coming."

Edie: "Okay guys. Interventions are never pretty, so stay strong cause she's probably gonna cry."

The doorbell rings. Bree goes to answer it while Edie, Gabrielle, and Lynette line up near the couch.

Susan: "Bonjour. Oh hi, I didn't know that the cooking lesson was gonna be a group activity. Well, the more the merrier, right? As long as nobody makes fun of my lousy crepes. How come I'm the only one wearing the apron?"

Later, all five women sit around the table, with coffee cups in front of them.

Lynette: "I know it seems like we're ganging up on you, but you're moving so fast we thought a sort of intervention was necessary."

Edie: "I know it's tough to hear. None of us wanted to do this."

Susan: "I appreciate what you guys are trying to do, I really do. Um, I'm not gonna change my mind. In my life, I've been hurt a lot, Karl, and uh, well it's just taught me to be cynical, and to expect the absolute worst from people, and I don't want to live like that anymore, and when Mike asked me to move in with him, I was just happy, just ridiculously happy. I mean, I still am and I want to go with that feeling. I love him and I love him! So I'm gonna expect the best from Mike, and I know that he is gonna deliver that in return. Okay?"

Bree, Lynette, and Gabrielle lean to her and give her assurances.

Edie: "This is the worst intervention I have ever been to."

Restaurant

Baby Penny sits in a high chair while Lynette has lunch with Natalie.

Natalie: "This is fun. It's forever since we had lunch."

Lynette: "Well, as happy as I am to see you, I actually have an agenda. I ran into someone last week who said you guys were looking to hire. Is that true?"

Natalie: "Yeah. Are you thinking of coming back? Because say the word -"

Lynette: "No, no, not me. I was actually thinking more about Tom."

Natalie: "Oh, Tom?"

Lynette: "Yeah, he's been thinking about making a move for a while. He kind of feels like he's done everything he can where he is now."

Natalie: "Huh. Well Tom's certainly solid."

Lynette: "He's more then solid, Tom's ideas are spectacular. He's passionate about his work. His visual instincts are off the chart."

Natalie: "Is he as good as you?"

Lynette: "He's apples, I'm oranges, we excel in different areas. Trust me, you should give Tom a look."

Natalie: "I don't need apples. I need someone like you. Cut throat. Ruthless."

Lynette: "Geez, Nat, you make me feel like some kind of shark. Ah, okay. You know, actually, if that's the kind of exec you're looking for..."

Natalie: "You've get a shark for me?"

Lynette: "Yes, a very pretty shark."

Bree's House, Outside

Bree gets into her car and drives off. Down the street, George watches. Once the car has driven away, he gets out and goes up to Bree's house.

Bree's House, Inside

George spills out Rex's prescription bottle. He fills it up with pills that he brought with him.

In their bedroom, George opens up various dresser drawers. He comes to Bree's underwear drawer and stops, staring at the panties lying neatly in there.

He lays down some pantyhose on the bed and when he pulls away, he takes out a digital camera, taking a picture of a bra, underwear, and pantyhose lying on the bed in the approximate positions they'd be on a woman.

George opens up their closet, pushing aside clothing. He kneels down and sees a box. He opens it and begins pulling out various sexual toys: handcuffs, a riding whip, fuzzy handcuffs, and leather clothing.

Doctor's Office

Rex sits on the examining table, buttoning his shirt. Bree sits in a chair off to the side.

Doctor: "So, here's what I'm thinking. I'm gonna see if Dr. Morrison at the Lipstone Clinic in come in and consult."

Rex: "You're wanna bring someone else in?"

Doctor: "Your body isn't responding to the medication the way it should, and the tests we've run have all come back negative, so I, I just want to be on the safe side."

His pager goes off.

Doctor: "Excuse me. I need to take this."

He leaves the room.

Bree: "I don't know why, but I have this overwhelming feeling that you're gonna be just fine. I really do."

Rex: "Lee Craig has the biggest ego of any doctor I know. If he wants to consult with someone, that means he's stumped, which means I'm screwed."

Bree: "Don't say that."

Rex: "Dammit, Bree, do you understand what's going on here? I could die."

Bree: "So could I."

Rex: "What?"

Bree: "I could walk across a street tomorrow and be hit by a car."

Rex: "What in god's name is your point?"

Bree: "All I'm saying is that we're both gonna die eventually, and in the time that we have left, whether it's two days or two decades, I think that we should be nice to each other."

Rex: "You're right."

Martha Huber's House

The doorbell rings. Felicia opens the door to find Mike standing there.

Mike: "Um, Mrs. Tilman. Paul Young's been missing the last couple of days have you seen him?"

Felicia: "Why ask me?"

Mike: "Well, I saw him leave a box on the door step and I've also seen Zach over here."

Felicia: "If I did know where Mr. Young was, why would I tell you?"

Mike: "Look, um, the police think I killed your sister, and I'm sure you do too, but I swear to you I had nothing to do with it."

Felicia: "And you think Paul Young did?"

Mike: "Well, no, that's not what I'm saying."

Felicia: "You've got to admit, it's a neat theory. Care for a snack?"

She walks away from the door, leaving it open. Mike stares after her, then follows.

Later, Mike sits at the kitchen table, reading through a journal while Felicia sets down a teapot with cups, then sits down, herself.

Felicia: "Okay so it's not such a stretch, the wonder if Paul avenged his wife's death by killing Martha for blackmailing them. But perhaps I'm alone in that."

Mike: "You're not."

Felicia: "Aren't you sweet? Tea?"

Mike: "Thanks. Do these journals say anything about why your sister was blackmailing the Youngs?"

Felicia: "Not specifically, but I got the definite impression that it involved a murder. Now here you are saying your friend was murdered."

Mike: "Any reason you haven't showed these to the police?"

Felicia: "Are you in favor of the death penalty?"

Mike: "Um, yeah."

Felicia: "So am I. We had it in Utah. Not in this state, though. A shame, don't you agree?"

Mike: "Yeah, I do."

Felicia: "I like you so much, Mr. Delfino."

Mike: "You know where Paul Young is?"

Felicia: "I'm afraid not, but I know where he'll be on Thursday night."