Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

women are seldom charitable.
Code blue, stat.
It's better that you don't know.
You're an adult. Take some responsibility!
Of course, Lynette had high standards,
I couldn't remember this for the longest time,
I was tearing up his clothes. I couldn't get out of bed.
She just seems to want much more of a relationship than he does.
Gaby, I can't do it. I cannot walk down a runway in one of these dresses.
OK, Bree, you're up first, followed by Lynette,
- Oh, no. - So, uh, what were you thinking about?
it occurred to her that sometimes a little betrayal...
[Sighs]
Did I mention I have four very lovable kids?
- What? - It's Alexis.
You would be much happier with a girl your own age.
It's just there's something missing and I don't know what it is.
I never pushed you around. We always made our decisions together.
Mom... they're private.
- So we can be together. - [Forced laugh]
- I'm Lynette. - Claire.
You put a woman into a coma. Surely, that arouses some emotion.
A vision in white silk...
chiffon with gold, hand-beaded French lace
- Where's Edie Britt? - Over here.
and from your angle it must have looked a little weird.
- You know? - No, I don't.
[Snoring]
her son's sense of morality was going up in smoke.
Would you knock it off? My mom's right over there.
OK. Well, then, we have to make it work.
...please welcome the radiant Susan Mayer.
- Thank God you're out of my life. - Rex...