Desperate Housewives - Episode 01.21 - Sunday In The Park With George

Susan's House

Sophie, in her pajamas, is sitting in her bedroom.

"When she was younger, Sophie Bremmer was a hopeless romantic."

She opens a large velvet ring box.

"She was also hopelessly naïve. Which is how she came to be married four times."

The velvet box contains four diamond rings.

"The first time, to a man who liked to gamble."

Flashback to a man pushing a diamond ring across a felt table in a casino.

"The second time to a man who liked to drink..."

Flashback to a man pushing a diamond ring across a bar.

"The third time to a man who liked other men."

Flashback to a man dressed in a bright flowered shirt pushing a diamond ring across a table in a fancy restaurant.

"And the fourth time, to the same man she married the second time."

Flashback to the second man pushing a diamond ring across the bar, then taking a drink.

In present time, Sophie looks at all four rings.

"Yes, Sophie was tired of having her heart broken, so she decided she would never get married again. And then, one night..."

Morty: "Sophie!"

"...she had a visitor."

Outside, standing on the front walk, is Morty.

Morty: "Sophie!"

Susan comes out the back door.

Susan: "Morty? What are you doing?"

Morty: "I, I, I need to, I need to talk to Sophie."

Susan: "Now? Are you drunk?"

Morty: "Uh, just, just a little. How are you, Susan?"

Susan leads Morty inside. Sophie watches from her upstairs window.

Susan leads Morty into the living room and closes the door leading to the family room.

Morty: "I got, I got to speak to, uh, Sophie."

Susan: "Are you crazy? It's one o'clock in the morning. She's sleeping."

Sophie comes downstairs and eavesdrops.

Morty: "I'm gonna, I'm gonna ask her to, to marry me."

Susan: "What?"

Morty: "Well, I thought I could be happy. The restaurant is starting to make money. I just, I just bought a new jet ski. My, my cholesterol is down, but none of it's any fun without her."

Susan: "Oh, Morty. I just don't think it's gonna happen. She's moved on. Why don't you just sit down. I'm gonna call you a cab."

Sophie walks in.

Morty: "Sophie."

Sophie: "Your doctor told you not to drink."

Morty: "Well, there are, there are times when you need, uh, when you need liquid courage."

Morty hands Sophie a ring box. Sophie opens it.

Sophie: "Oh! Oh! Did this ring belong to Dolores?"

Susan: "You gave her your dead wife's ring?"

Morty: "It's a, it's a three-carat diamond. I mean, she should, you know, she shouldn't care if it's used. So, what do you say, Soph?"

Sophie: "All right."

Morty: "Really?"

Susan: "Really?"

Sophie: "Yeah."

Morty leans in to kiss her and Sophie holds a hand in between them.

Sophie: "Oh, no, see, you gotta do it officially. You know."

Morty: "Oh, oh. Um."

Susan: "Yeah, um, oh, here."

Susan grabs a pillow and takes it to Morty. She puts it on the floor where Morty kneels on it.

Morty: "Sophie, would you do me the honor of, of marrying me?"

"Sophie Bremmer was still a hopeless romantic."

Sophie: "On one condition. Tomorrow we trade this in for a ring of my own. And I want a bigger diamond than Dolores got."

Morty turns to look at Susan, who gives him a shrug. He turns back to Sophie, a forced-look smile on his face.

"But she was no longer naive."

Credits

There's a montage of wedding photos of Paul and Mary Alice, Bree and Rex, Tom and Lynette, and Carlos and Gabrielle.

"Marriage is a simple concept. Basically, it's a contract between two people. It binds them together for life in the hopes that they can live happily ever after. Sadly, some contracts were made to be broken."

Gabrielle's House

In the living room, Gabrielle throws glass knick knack at Carlos. As he ducks to avoid getting hit, they smash on the wall behind him.

Carlos: "I did not mess with your birth control."

Gabrielle: "Really?"

Carlos: "Really!"

Gabrielle walks up to Carlos with the birth control package.

Gabrielle: "Look. It's been pulled apart and put back together."

Carlos: "It's probably a manufacturing defect."

Gabrielle: "You can still see the glue marks."

Carlos: "I'm telling you, I didn't do it."

Gabrielle: "Don't insult me, Carlos. You've been whining about wanting a baby for months. Who else would it have been?"

Carlos: "I don't, I, oh no."

Gabrielle: "What?"

Carlos: "Mama."

Gabrielle: "Oh, please."

Carlos: "Hey, it's possible. I mean you buy that stuff in bulk, six months at a time, right?"

Gabrielle: "Yeah. So?"

Carlos: "Before the accident I told her how much I wanted a child and she said that she would take care of it. I just thought that she would talk to you. Baby, I am so sorry."

Gabrielle: "That bitch! I can't believe her."

Carlos: "I loved her, but even I had issues sometimes. I mean she could be very controlling."

Gabrielle: "Reaching out from the grave to screw with me. God, she's good!"

Gabrielle walks to her purse. She puts on her sunglasses.

Carlos: "Where are you going?"

Gabrielle: "I feel a wave of morning sickness coming on, and I want to be standing on your mother's grave when it hits."

Gabrielle storms out of the house. Carlos smiles and lies down on the couch.

Lynette's House

In the kitchen, Lynette is feeding the baby. Tom comes in.

Tom: "Hey, honey. I'm gonna be home late tonight. Peterson wants to take a bunch of us out for drinks."

Lynette: "Oh, that's fine. Uh, I wanted to talk to you about something."

Tom: "What?"

From outside, a horn honks.

Lynette: "Oh, that's your carpool. You gotta go, never mind."

Tom: "Lynette, what is it?"

Lynette: "It's, it's nothing."

Tom: "Okay."

Lynette: "It's just - we haven't had sex in ten days and the longest we've ever gone before is nine."

From outside, a horn honks.

Tom: "Are you sure? I mean, didn't, didn't we do it last Thursday?"

Lynette: "We started to but then, you fell asleep."

Tom: "Is this why you've so worried? Because we can do it tonight if you want to."

Lynette: "Whatever."

Tom: "No, no, I've got ten days pent up in me. We are doing it tonight! You have nothing to worry about."

Someone knocks on the front door.

Tom: "Oh crap. You know what, I forgot my briefcase. Can you just tell them that I'll be right there."

Lynette: "Yeah, sure."

Tom runs upstairs and Lynette opens the door.

Lynette: "Oh."

Annabel walks in.

Annabel: "Hey, Lynette."

Lynette: "Hey."

Annabel: "So is Tom almost ready?"

Lynette: "Yeah, he's just getting his briefcase."

Two short beeps are heard.

Annabel: "Oh, sorry."

Annabel pulls out her phone and checks the screen. Lynette looks at how nicely Annabel is dressed then looks at how she is dressed in her old sweats. Tom comes down the stairs, kisses Lynette, and runs out the door. Annabel follows Tom as she turns and smiles at Lynette.

Annabel: "Bye."

Lynette: "Bye."

Susan's House, Outside

Sophie is smiling and admiring her engagement ring. Behind her, Morty is struggling as he carries Sophie's suitcases to his car.

Morty: "I got it. I, I got it."

Susan and Julie come out of the house. Sophie approaches Susan.

Sophie: "Thank you for having me. I'm gonna miss you both so much."

Sophie hugs Susan and Julie.

Susan: "Oh, us too. The house will feel just empty without you."

Julie: "Can't you guys just stay a little longer?"

Susan: "Oh, no.. no.. no. They want to get their new life together started. We don't wanna hold these crazy kids back."

Susan leads Sophie toward Morty's car. She opens the door for her mother. Sophie laughs while getting in the car. Susan goes over to Morty and hugs him.

Susan: "Bye Morty."

Morty: "Uh, listen. I hope, I hope it's okay but your mom told me some of the stuff that you've been going through with, you know, the plumbing guy across the street."

Susan: "She did, huh?"

Morty: "Yeah, um, don't, don't give up on him. I mean, if I, if I had given up, I wouldn't be here now with this lovely lady."

Susan: "Did she tell you that he served time in prison for manslaughter?"

Morty: "No, no, she left, she left that part out."

Susan: "I don't suppose she told you he was a drug dealer?"

Morty: "I don't, I don't recall that."

Sophie gets out of the car and approaches Morty and Susan.

Sophie: "Will you stop? You don't know the whole story."

Susan: "Mother!"

Sophie: "I went over there and I told him how much you love him."

Susan: "What? What were you thinking?"

Julie: "What did he say?"

Susan: "Yeah. What did he say?"

Sophie: "I think I walked in on him at a very bad time. Someone close to him had just died."

Susan: "Oh, God. Really?"

Sophie: "He could use a shoulder to cry on. Can I have one more hug? Please, I can't stand it."

Susan hugs Sophie. She looks across the street at Mike's house and sees him come out. He sees her as he goes to his mailbox and their eyes meet.

Restaurant

Bree and George are having lunch. Bree takes a bite of food.

Bree: "Mmm. Oh George. You have got to taste this. Mmm. It's a little messy but..."

George: "Mmm. I can't wait."

Bree takes a forkful and passes it to George.

George: "Mmm. Is that fennel seed? It's fantastic."

Bree: "I don't know, but anything that good has got to be sinful."

George: "Isn't this fun trying different dishes? Opening your mind to new experiences?"

Bree: "Mmm. Rex just hates these cook's stores. He likes to stay at home with the same old plate of spaghetti and a mug of root beer."

They both laugh. They both take another bite of food. George gazes at her. When she looks at him again, he looks down at his plate.

George: "So how about this marinara sauce? I think it's the best I've ever had."

Bree: "I had one better, but that was in Italy."

George: "Mmm. Been to Italy?"

Bree: "Um huh. Rex and I took a vacation there right before the kids were born. We had so much fun in those first few years. I guess it was just easier to be happy back then. I don't know why I just said that. No more wine for me."

George: "Maybe we should go to Italy."

Bree: "What?"

George: "Wouldn't that be a hoot? All those museum and cathedrals and fantastic retories. We could just make pigs of ourselves."

Bree: "I can't go on a trip with you, George."

George: "Why not?"

Bree: "I'm married. People would talk."

George: "You've right. I'm sorry. It's a bad idea."

Bree: "Oh don't worry about it. Here, I want you to try one of these clams. I bet they've as good as the marinara sauce."

Bree laughs as she holds a forkful up for George to taste. She sees Edie sitting at another table and she waves. Edie waves back and watches as Bree spoon feeds George.

George: "Mmm. You are absolutely right. When it's that good, it's just gotta be sinful."

On the word "sinful," Bree looks over guiltily at Edie who smiles knowingly at her.

George: "Mmm!"

Lynette's House, Nighttime

Lynette enters the living room, carrying the baby. The boys are on the couch, watching TV.

Lynette: "Okay boys. It's seven o'clock. It's time for bed. Excuse me, let's go."

Boys: "Why do we have to go to bed so early?"

Lynette: "I told you, honey. Daddy and I have a special meeting tonight. Go on. Come on. Love you."

The boys go upstairs, whining.

Later, Tom walks in the front door and puts down his briefcase, picks up the mail and walks toward the living room. Lynette walks up and grabs him from behind.

Lynette: "Hi."

She begins kissing the back of his neck.

Tom: "Whoa. Hi. Oh, all right, this is the tenth day. Hey, honey, give me a second the let the office wear off. Okay, I'm in."

Tom turns and begins kissing Lynette who fully responds. He picks up Lynette and sits her on the back of the couch. He stops kissing her and looks as though something is bothering him.

Lynette: "What are you thinking?"

Tom: "I was wondering what that smell is."

Lynette: "Oh, it's probably baby drool."

Lynette pulls off her shirt and falls back on the couch.

Lynette: "There. Now you have easier access. Whoo hoo!"

Tom: "Incoming!"

Tom falls on top of Lynette and they begin kissing again. om suddenly stops.

Lynette: "What?"

Tom: "Wow, that smell really, really soaked though, huh?"

Lynette: "Yes. It soaked through a little. That is the nature of baby throw up. Do you want me to wear a haz-mat suit or are you gonna be okay?"

Tom: "No, no, no I just like it when you've all clean and in your sexy clothes."

Lynette (laughing): "I don't own anything clean" (she hits Tom with his tie), "and sexy" (hits him again), "everything is either covered in baby spit" (hits him again), "or chunks of melted crayon." (hits him again)

Tom: "Okay, okay, I said I was sorry."

Lynette: "You make me feel like I just got off the shrimp boat, for God's sakes."

Tom: " Honey, honey, I said I'm sorry. It's just that, you know, guys sometimes like it when women, you know, put a little effort into things."

Lynette sighs.

Tom: "Okay, um, can we just go back to the kissing thing? Please, can we try that?"

Lynette: "Fine."

They begin kissing again. The baby begins to cry.

Lynette: "Okay, off."

Lynette pushes Tom off. The baby continues to cry.

Tom: "Okay."

Boys (yelling): "Mom, the baby's up. Mom! Mom! Mom!"

Mr. Shaw's Car, Nighttime

Paul Young is sitting in the passenger seat of the investigator's car.

Paul: "Susan Mayer hired you?"

Mr. Shaw: "I know. She decided to stop poking around in your life and call me, of all people. Lucky for you I've got the biggest ad in the phone book."

Paul: "What am I gonna do?"

Mr. Shaw: "Run. Pack up your kid and get out of town."

Paul: "That's tricky. My son doesn't want to move. He can be pretty insistent."

Mr. Shaw: "Well, I can throw her off the scent for a while. "

Paul: "Fine."

Mr. Shaw: "All right, then. Tell me exactly what it is you want this woman to believe."

Susan's House

Mr. Shaw is sitting at Susan's kitchen table, reading from a file.

Mr. Shaw: "She was born Angela. When she was a teenager she changed her name to Mary Alice. Now on my application it says that she was named after a relative that she no longer speaks to. Now, here's her birth certificate and her Utah petition for a legal name change."

Susan: "What about Dana?"

Mr. Shaw: "There was a record of another child, a girl, Dana Marie Young, died at eighteen months. Apparently from some kind of fall."

Susan: "It was all true, everything he said. How could I have been so wrong?"

Mr. Shaw: "Hmm. Well, I'm gonna need a check."

Susan: "Oh, of course."

Susan walks to her purse. While looking in the purse, she looks out the window across the street at Mike Delfino's house.

Susan: "Actually, before you go I need you to check into someone else's background. There's this plumber I know..."

Park

John is raking leaves. Gabrielle approaches him.

John: "Hey, did you get my messages?"

Gabrielle: "Yeah, I didn't want to call you back because I wanted to talk to you in person. I have some potentially upsetting news."

John: "Come on, Mrs. Solis. I mean, you can tell me. I can handle it."

Gabrielle: "I'm pregnant and it might be yours."

John looks shocked. Wide shot of John yelling and kicking the leaves he had been raking, He picks up the garbage bags and tosses them. Gabrielle shrieks.

John: "I can barely afford my new dirt bike. How am I gonna handle child support?"

Gabrielle: "I don't even know for sure if it's yours, so relax. And I didn't come here to watch you freak out!"

John: "Well, why did you come here?"

Gabrielle: "Because I want to make sure you let me protect you."

John: "From who?"

Gabrielle: "Uh, Carlos, your parents. John, something like this could ruin your life. That's why you have to keep quiet about our affair. There is no point in this catastrophetaking both of us down."

John: "Thank you."

Gabrielle: "Forget about it."

John: "I should have worn a condom."

Gabrielle: "Yeah. That would have been helpful."

Susan's House

Susan paces while Julie sits at the table with a file in front of her.

Julie: "You hired a private investigator?"

Susan: "I can't trust Mike and I want to find out what really happened. From a source that doesn't have an agenda. Now open it up."

Julie: "Okay. Ready?"

Susan: "Go."

Julie begins opening the file.

Susan: "Stop!"

Julie: "What?"

Susan: "Um, okay, If, if, if you find out something really bad, just try to put a positive spin on it.""

Julie opens the file and begins to read while Susan continues to pace.

Julie: "Okay. I have some good news and some bad news."

Susan: "Give me the bad news first."

Julie: "The guy Mike killed was a cop."

Susan: "Oh my God. Oh my God! Okay, give me the good news."

Julie: "There is none."

Susan: "What?"

Julie: "You told me to spin it. I did the best I could."

Susan: "Oh forget it, just let me look at it myself."

Susan picks up newspaper clippings. One headline reads "Drug Dealer Kills Cop." Another headline reads "Hundreds Mourn Slain Officer." Susan picks up a picture of an unshaven Mike, dressed in an orange jumpsuit, being taken away by officers. In the background of the picture stand an elderly man and a young woman. It's Noah and Kendra.

Susan: "I can't believe it."

Julie: "What is it?"

Susan shows the picture to Julie. She points to the young woman.

Susan: "I know her."

Noah's House, Outside

Kendra is on the porch overlooking the vast garden. She sees Mike and her father talking in the distance. She goes down into the yard to where Mike and Noah are.

Kendra: "What's going on here? You two just won't stop, will you? Deirdre's dead. It doesn't matter who killed her, just let it go."

Mike: "It's not that easy, Kendra."

Kendra: "Why? My sister hated you, both of you. She said so."

Noah: "It was the drugs talking."

Kendra: "Right, right. The drugs. Deirdre humiliated this family and she threw our love back in our faces. She knew it and she couldn't have cared less."

Noah: "Are you done?"

Kendra: "No. I want to know what your plan is."

Mike: "We've just talking."

Kendra: "I don't believe you."

Mike: "Then don't ask."

Kendra leaves.

Bree's House

Bree and Rex come out the front door.

Rex: "Of course, I don't want a new cardiologist, but Lee's been conducting tests for weeks. He should have been able to figure out what's wrong with me by now."

Bree: "Honey, we socialize with them. What am I gonna say to Helen?"

Rex: "All I know is I've never felt worse. And I've gotta do something."

As they approach their car at the curb, Bree sees Edie across the street.

Bree: "Um, I, uh, I have to talk to Edie."

She begins to walk away.

Rex: "Uh, Bree, we've gonna be late."

Bree: "Oh. It'll just take a second. I need to um, get uh, a recipe."

Bree runs across the street and catches up with Edie.

Bree: "Edie, hi."

Edie: "Hi."

Bree: "I saw you at Fredo's yesterday."

Edie: "Yeah, I saw you too. Naughty, naughty!"

Bree: "I beg your pardon?"

Edie: "The guy. The one you were spoon feeding. Not bad, a little petite for my taste, but then again, I'm not the one sleeping with him."

Bree: "Okay, this is exactly what I was afraid of. George and I are just friends."

Edie: "Hey, I'm not judging you. I get it. Rex was sticking it to that hooker housewife. It's payback time."

Bree: "You have got the wrong idea. That man is my pharmacist."

Edie: "You can have an affair with anyone and you chose a pharmacist? You are such a Republican."

Bree: "I am not having an affair. George and I, we just talk. He's a very good listener and I share my hopes and dreams with him and my innermost thoughts, and, and that's all there is to it and you have to believe me."

Edie: "Okay, I believe you."

Bree: "Thank you. I'm glad we cleared this up. I know it must have looked strange and I, I didn't want you to think that I was cheating on my husband."

Edie: "But you sort of are."

Bree: "Excuse me?"

Edie: "Oh, come on, Bree. You've telling this guy your innermost thoughts, your hopes, your dreams? Sex aside, it sounds like you've pretty intimate with a guy who is not your husband."

Bree: "Oh, I mean everybody needs someone to talk to."