Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

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

It's like riding a bike, right?

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

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

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

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

OK, baby. Where were we?

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

Husbands clash with wives, parents cross swords with children.

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

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

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

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

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

I have everything under control.

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

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

Till I build up my stamina, of course.

You were right to tell me this.

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

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

God, I'm gonna miss this, Carlos.

Oh, really? Like what?

I can't imagine him doing anything that terrible.

- 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.

That's where the real action is.

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

You're just playing for chips?

Why don't you just buy a new one?

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

- She would coach us. - She?

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

Wait. I believe you.

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

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

Sure. Whatever.