As CreePaul leaves, a cab pulls up door, and out pops Felicia. (You remember Felicia: Noah's new nurse, Mrs. Huber's sister, and the woman Zana beat with a hockey stick so badly that she had to be hospitalized?) Felicia watches CreePaul get carted away with a feverish gleam in her eye.
Down at the station: CreePaul, it appears, is now under arrest, news that he finds highly confusing: weren't they going to just ask him a few simple questions? Sullied: "That's after you're booked." But, as the desk sergeant informs Sullied, CreePaul can't get booked at that station: "The computers are down, and we're all full up." Convenient? Detective Sullied smiles and slaps a pair of cuffs on CreePaul, who's busy squawking about phone calls and lawyers and other civil rights.
Down in the parking garage, an anonymous uniformed policeman guides a still-protesting CreePaul into the back of a police van. MAVO: "Yes, in the world of investments, my husband had a remarkable ability to see the future." CreePaul notices that he's not alone in the van: there are two orange-suited thugs sitting across from him. "I got a message for you, Paul Young," one of them says in an...Irish accent? "Deirdre's father said to give you his regards." No...maybe that accent's hardcore California? Well, whether he's from Long Beach or Dublin, he's clearly fixing to lay some serious hurt on CreePaul, what with the huge knife he's now brandishing. Outside, we see the van start a-rocking -- and not, I'm guessing, in a sexy way. Over the yelling and screaming, MAVO finishes off her story with disquieting cheer: "Sadly, Paul didn't see this one coming at all." Wow, what is the deal with dead Mary Alice? She sounds overjoyed to be narrating the bloody downfall of her husband. It almost makes you think that maybe she's not CreePaul's biggest fan? Except that she's uniformly overjoyed by every single event she narrates. Maybe that bullet she put in her head lobotomized her moments before death? Or maybe the afterlife is just a very, very joyful place.
MAVO: "Bree Van de Kamp had a routine she'd been following for years." Bree "The Body" Van de Kamp, looking fresh and confident in pearls and a pink cashmere sweater, strides confidently through her house and crosses another day off the calendar. MAVO (in time with a montage of all Bree's chores): "She cleaned on Tuesdays, she paid her bills on Wednesdays, she did her laundry on Thursdays. And after the daily chores were completed, she would reward herself with a little drink." Wow, so Bree's drinking has been going on for years? I somehow thought the drinking was a byproduct of Bree's tuff, tuff year. Interesting! ["Also, Bree only does laundry once a week? I do it every day! I refuse to believe I'm less of a lazy bitch than Bree." -- Wing Chun] MAVO: "What Bree didn't know was [that] this latest edition to her daily routine had been noticed by her friends." Oh, okay: the drinking has only been incorporated into the routine just lately. Got it! Through the filmy gauze of her front curtain, Bree spies Lynette, Susan, and Gabby gossiping out on the sidewalk across the street.
“ Zana: 'Go ahead. Feel all the rage you want to feel. But if anything happens to him, I swear to god you are never going to see me again.' Noah: 'You only met me two minutes ago, and here you are, already blackmailing me. I couldn't be prouder.' ”
Lynette and Tom are riding up the elevator to work, and clearly all is still not well between them. Lynette does some work-talking about the upcoming meeting, and Tom sort of nods with a glazed-over look. They arrive at their floor, and Lynette goes to get off, but Tom pulls her back in, the doors close, and he presses the emergency stop button. Then he launches into a speech about how hard it is for a man to not be a boss of even one area of his life, blah blah ditty blah -- basically, he just rehashes his side of their fight from before. Tom: "Sometimes I need to drive the train. I know it is my issue. It is my issue. And I will step up and deal with it." Lynette leans in and gives him a peck, and then he dives at her and starts be-frenching her all up and down. Lynette protests at first, saying that they're going to be late for the meeting, peep, peep. Tom: "Yeah. We are going. To be late." Lynette, finally on-program, closes her eyes and says, "Okay." And the elevator sexing is a go. Just like when they were courting!
Gabby and Carlos are at a sleazy adoption lawyer's office, and the sleazy adoption lawyer (played by "Hey! It's That Guy!" John Kapelos) is sympathizing with how lame it is that some people deny couples of their "god-given right to parent" simply because "of a few sordid incidents." And then he tells them, "Now, I may have to explore some unconventional paths to find your child. I might even have to take actions some might view as unsavory. But before I do, I need proof that the two of you are prepared to face the challenges ahead." Gabby hands him a check for $20,000, and the "money well spent" music trills!
Mike and Zana roll into Noah's death room. Noah does not look good: he's waxy and grey and, frankly, could use a spot of blush. But Zana makes it clear right up front that he isn't going to play nice grandson: "I'm not going to hug you, I don't care if you are my grandfather." And that's fine by Noah, seeing as "hugging's not really [his] thing." Noah asks Mike to leave them alone, but Mike refuses to budge. Zana asks Noah why he wanted to meet him so badly, and Noah spins some yarn about it being "only natural" to want to connect with his "flesh and blood." Which may be so, but something about the way Noah's talking makes it seem like there's something more going on here. Hm. Zana: "What kind of relationship can we have when I know that you tried to kill my dad?" Surely Zana understands Noah's rage toward CreePaul (re: the death of daughter Deirdre)? Zana: "Go ahead. Feel all the rage you want to feel. But if anything happens to him, I swear to god you are never going to see me again." Noah: "You only met me two minutes ago, and here you are, already blackmailing me. I couldn't be prouder." But Zana's in no mood to joke; he wants Noah to swear he'll leave his father alone. Noah: "Which dad? You have two of them." Zana: "You know who[m] I'm talking about: my dad. The man who raised me, the only man I'm ever going to care about." The words hit Mike (who's standing behind Zana) hard, you can totally tell. Noah swears not to hurt CreePaul, and then he says, "Now that the ground rules have been set, who's up for some meaningless small talk?" Oh, Noah! Zana looks over at Mike, and Mike looks away. Oh, Mike!