Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You were right to tell me this.

God, I'm gonna miss this, Carlos.

And to ask you something. Look, I don't have much time.

Oh. So she would be in the room with us while we make love?

Husbands clash with wives, parents cross swords with children.

Mama. You don't know what a relief it is to hear that.

- She was very concerned about you. - She knew?

My grandfather used to say it's always more fun to play for money.

- Susan. Long time no see. - Mrs. Greenberg.

That night, while most of Wisteria Lane dreamt the night away,

- What are you saying? - Let's take it outside.

I have everything under control.

I'm a little ahead with my painting if you need some help.

It doesn't take much for her to fall off the wagon.

Oh, really? Like what?

Well, it certainly isn't the Ritz, but it has all the essentials.

That's where the real action is.

And Rex feels that when the two of you have intercourse,

OK, baby. Where were we?

I'm gonna be exhausted at night, just like all the other wives.

- Can you keep a secret? - Um... sure.

Zach and I are moving. We don't need to carry any more than is necessary.

It's just that after yesterday there's so much I need to say because...

Carlos, you always say you're not putting away enough for retirement.

Why don't you just buy a new one?

I'm not gonna risk my neck to protect you. I'm calling Carlos.

It's obvious you've never had to remove a cheese stain.

It's like riding a bike, right?

- She would coach us. - She?

I can't imagine him doing anything that terrible.

Sure. Whatever.

- I'm sorry. And you are? - I'm Lynette Scavo.

A lot of good it does me with your mother-in-law following you around.

- Oh, no! - What's wrong? Let's go.

Till I build up my stamina, of course.

Wait. I believe you.

You're just playing for chips?

But she began to fear her story would not have a happy ending.