Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and from your angle it must have looked a little weird.

Code blue, stat.

OK, Bree, you're up first, followed by Lynette,

She just seems to want much more of a relationship than he does.

I couldn't remember this for the longest time,

It's just there's something missing and I don't know what it is.

You would be much happier with a girl your own age.

I was tearing up his clothes. I couldn't get out of bed.

- You know? - No, I don't.

It's better that you don't know.

- Where's Edie Britt? - Over here.

A vision in white silk...

Gaby, I can't do it. I cannot walk down a runway in one of these dresses.

- What? - It's Alexis.

You put a woman into a coma. Surely, that arouses some emotion.

Of course, Lynette had high standards,

it occurred to her that sometimes a little betrayal...

her son's sense of morality was going up in smoke.

- Oh, no. - So, uh, what were you thinking about?

- I'm Lynette. - Claire.

women are seldom charitable.

- So we can be together. - [Forced laugh]

...please welcome the radiant Susan Mayer.

Did I mention I have four very lovable kids?

I never pushed you around. We always made our decisions together.

You're an adult. Take some responsibility!

Mom... they're private.

OK. Well, then, we have to make it work.

- Thank God you're out of my life. - Rex...

chiffon with gold, hand-beaded French lace

Would you knock it off? My mom's right over there.