Desperate Housewives

But I guess we're sort of connected now. You would've liked her.

And fear set in. Whoever attacked Julie is still out there.

There is obviously a madman on the loose. Hey!

The stage was set...

I'm a little out of your league, don't you think?

For the killer...

What are you doing?

To strike again.

There is a house in the town of Fairview.

Inside this house lives a monster--

The kind who kills young women.

You may ask how such a monster came to be,

And that's a very good question, indeed.

I'm out of scotch.

I'll buy you some more while I'm out.

You got any in your room?

No. And stay out of there.

I know you've been stealing my booze.

Mom, stop being so paranoid. I don't even drink.

Sure you don't.

I gotta help Mrs. Scavo fix her car.

You can wait a little while, right?

His name was Eddie.

Everyone thought he was harmless...

Until the day his mother went into his room.

She was just looking for a bottle of scotch...

But found the truth instead.

Soon everyone in town would be asking,

"How could such a monster come to be?"

Sadly, the answer...

Would satisfy no one.

I met Eddie on a Monday.

He had just turned 4.

If you're smart, you'll take up jogging now.

Don't wait till you're my age. It's too late.

I can't do anything! At this point, I'd settle for anything.

Do the dishes. Wipe down the counter. You've given up!

I'm doing the best I can. So what's going on in there?

You know what? I don't need this crap. I am done!

Baby, I said I was sorry!

It's too late, Barbara. I can't take it anymore.

But you can't just walk out. We have a kid!

No, you have a kid. I never wanted him.

I never wanted any of this!

Excuse me! Is this your child?

What's it to you?

Well, I'm sure you don't want To be talking like this in front of him.

I was just leaving.

Hank, don't do this!

Don't leave me here.

I don't want to be alone.

Eddie, come here.

Come here. I have to get ready for work.

Oh, it's you.

I just wanted to check in,

See how you guys are doing.

Also, I-I made you a little something.

You're kidding.

Well, it's nothing special, just macaroni and cheese.

Come on. Let me heat this up for you.

I don't know.

And then we can talk.

And if you want to complain about your husband,

I promise, I won't defend him.

Don't just stand there, then.

Come on in.

He's a handsome little boy.

Looks just like his father... Mm.

Which is a shame.

Maybe Hank will reconsider.

No. He's serious this time.

I'm all alone with a 4-year-old to raise.

Isn't there anybody who can help you?

Family, your mother?

Oh, my mother.

God forbid.

What about friends?

You know, I have a great group of friends Over on Wisteria lane.

We've helped each other get through all sorts of problems.

Yeah, I've never really been the type of woman to have girlfriends.

And now I'm 35 years old with a kid.

I'm guessing I'm not really going to be having any boyfriends either.

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Women in your situation find love.

You just have to look for it.

I guess. Well, I've gotta go.

Um, if you like, I can stop by next week.

Uh, no, you don't have to do that. We'll be fine.

Uh, Eddie, say good-bye to Mary Alice.

Good-bye.

You take care, Eddie.

Oh, so cute.

He's gonna be a heartbreaker one day.

Just like his father.

Oh, hi, Eddie.

Remember me? I-I brought you a little something.

I'm not supposed to open the door.

Well, tell your mom I'm here, and she can open it.

She's not here.

Oh, well, tell your babysitter then.

Y-you do have a sitter, don't you?

Eddie, where exactly is your mother?

All I wanna do

I got a feeling

Oh, my gosh! What are you doing here?

Look, it's my friend, Mary Alice.

Well, nice to meet you, Mary.

The name's Ron. Can I buy you a drink?

Thanks, but I'm not gonna be here that long.

Get up. You're leaving. Whoa!

She can't leave yet. No, this party's just getting started.

Did you say your name was Ron?

Yeah. Shut up, Ron. I have Eddie in my car.

Eddie? Has something happened? He's not hurt, is he?

No, he's fine, no thanks to you. Who's Eddie?

Her 4-year-old child who she left at her home,

unattended. You got a kid?

You know, you might want to lead with that next time,

Before I spring for the screwdrivers.

Oh, baby.

Don't, uh, don't you want to get my phone number?

Now look at what you've done.

I am this close to calling social services.

You might wanna change your tone. Let's go.

You've got a little boy to look after.

I know I should have stayed home.

But I was already dressed when the sitter canceled,

And I really just needed a couple of hours to myself.

He's 4 years old, Barbara. What if he had gotten sick?

What if he had hurt himself?

I know. I know. It was really stupid.

You've got to promise me you will never do something like this again.

Never again. I swear.

It's just...

What?

I really need a man.

Oh, my heavens. I should have been home hours ago.

Don't worry about us. We are good now.

I want you to be happy, Barbara. I do.

It's just...

Being a mother means

Always putting his needs ahead of yours.

You're right.

That's exactly what it means.

Baby...

Come here.

Oh, Eddie.

It's not your fault you ruined my life.

Gabrielle met Eddie on a Tuesday,

The day she moved into the neighborhood.

Carlos, I'm bored.

No, I can't go get my nails done,

Because I'm waiting for the freaking movers!

Besides, I doubt this town even has a spa.

It does, however, have annoying people

Who come to your house with welcome baskets

And say things like, "Hot enough for you?"

No, no, no, no! You are not going into another meeting!

You know, just because I moved here for your job, doesn't mean you...

Oh, yeah. Damn right we're gonna talk about this tonight,

And it will be hot enough for you.

Looks like it's just you and me, Chanel.

Oh! God. Who the hell are you?

Eddie. How did you get in here?

Through the window. How did you get in?

With my key. I own this place.

Well, I've been playing here since the other people moved.

Can I still do that?

No! Get out. Go. Go home. Shoo! Shoo, shoo, shoo!

Did you know you're really beautiful?

Okay, maybe I was a little rude earlier.

What's your story? What do you do? I'm a kid.

Oh. Right. So why aren't you in school? It's summer.

Oh. Right. Well, I don't really do the kid thing.

So where do you live?

A couple of streets over.

The house with the weeds.

Well, that's the moving van that has a lot of boxes I have to unpack.

You better hit the road.

Or I could stay here and help you unpack.

Follow me.

Mm! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You missed a spot.

Oh, sorry.

Don't apologize. You do good work.

Maybe next time you'll be ready to do a French tip.

Should I get that?

No. Shh. Keep your voice down.

It might be one of those Stepford wives

With another "Welcome to the neighborhood" Cake.

I mean, really, does it look like I eat cake?

Some of the neighbors are nice.

That lady with the red hair makes her own Halloween candy.

You mean the one whose parents named her after cheese?

No, thank you. I like my robots a little more lifelike.

Though she's not as bad As

that blonde chick who's always yelling at her kids.

There are people on fire who are not as loud as she is.

And then I thought, maybe for a second,

That Susan Mayer lady and I could friends.

And then she started talking.