Devious Maids s03e09 Episode Script

Previously on "Devious Maids" Christopher's back in town.
He's moving in here with us.
How excited are you to have a doctor for a roommate? I think it's time for me to move back to my own house.
I am having feelings for Ernesto.
- Are you going back to him? - I am so sorry.
You come back here again, I'll kill you! I've had bad luck with men.
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop.
There is no other shoe.
We've been able to identify the victim.
That's Louie Becker.
What about this man? He looks dead.
That's my daddy.
You grew up in México.
Didn't you, Katy? Katy needs a parent! We can't both go to jail! - What did you do? - I'm sorry.
I can't tell you anything else.
- What's wrong? - Michael left me.
Of all the music people in town, the only one who wants to sign me is your wife.
You must be Carmen Luna.
If I'm working with her and sleeping with you, she's going to figure it out.
_ _ - You were flirting with her.
- I was just being friendly.
You were flirting.
- If your husband cheats on you - Why do I stay? Women like us we don't need men like that.
- Thanks, Carmen.
- Yeah.
From now on, you can get your jollies however you please, but you have to give me something I want.
- And what's that? - I want a child.
So, Mrs.
Powell, you'd like to adopt a child.
I'm making a donation.
How much money are we talking about? Welcome home, my darling.
Just a few more steps.
Careful For God's sakes, Evelyn.
I'm not an invalid.
Doctor gave me a clean bill of health.
He also told you not to exert yourself.
Now I want you to rest.
Let me see to your every need.
Here you are, sweetheart.
Okay.
What's going on here? What do you mean? You're being kind.
I find it unsettling.
Like seeing a cat walking on its hind legs.
Oh, don't be silly.
I've been kind to you several times in our marriage.
Yes, but I was just in the hospital for engaging in sadomasochistic play with our maid.
Please! That's all forgotten.
Besides, your little brush with mortality just served to remind me how precious you are to me.
Oh, Evelyn, you must stop.
The hair on my arms is literally standing on end.
Oh, darling, I've missed that wit.
Why don't you settle in while I bring you your present? - You got me a present? - Mm-hmm.
Are you trying to butter me up? I just wanted to welcome you home in style.
Now wait here.
I'll be right back.
And the mystery continues.
What did you get me? Golf clubs? A new watch? A small black child? Adrian, this is Deion, our new son.
Sebastien's wife kissed you? We were just talking and then pracata! She was all over me.
She's in the industry, right? Those people are always kissing hello and goodbye.
Not on the lips.
I'm telling you, the way Jacklyn looked at me, it meant something to her.
Do you think she's in love with me? You think everyone's in love with you.
Show me.
What? Show me how she kissed you.
I'm not kissing you.
I'll kiss Rosie.
Okay.
Wow.
You really know how to make a girl feel special.
- Okay, I'm Jacklyn, and you're me.
- Okay.
So what do you think? I think you have very soft lips.
Well, I think you smell really good.
You two need a room? What does Sebastien think about all this? I haven't told him anything yet.
You know all this time he's been saying how his wife is cold and Maybe she's cold for a reason.
Or maybe the kiss meant nothing, and Sebastien cheats because he's a cheater.
Well, I can't tell him anything until I know the truth.
You should talk to Jacklyn.
Ask her what it meant.
Ay yi yi, why do I have to be so hot? I can't believe Michael left you.
What happened? I'm not really sure.
You don't know why he left? Or maybe he just doesn't like being married.
I mean, I'm not the first wife he's left.
Oh.
That was different.
Olivia was a nut.
And he left her for you.
Well, I guess we've just grown apart.
I'm worried about you.
I mean, you had that overdose.
No, I told you, that was an accident.
Sweetie, what is going on? You used to tell me everything.
I want us to be close again.
I want that, too.
So, do you think there's any chance that Michael might come back? Marisol, if you really want us to be better friends, can you just support me and stop asking questions? Of course.
Of course.
Now, Deion, have you read much Dickens? No, Mrs.
Powell.
Well, you are in for a treat.
This one is about a little orphan boy named Oliver Twist.
Carmen, would you take Deion into the kitchen and make him some lunch? I need a moment with Mrs.
Powell.
I'm not a nanny.
You're not much of maid, either.
Evelyn, when you told me you wanted a child, I assumed we'd discuss the idea.
You thought you could talk me out of it.
How in the world did you get a child so quickly? I simply filled out the application and then I donated a small building.
You bribed your way into this adoption.
We haven't actually adopted Deion yet.
We're fostering him.
It's more of a lease-to-buy situation, like with your Lexus.
So he's not permanent? We can still change our minds? Are you uncomfortable with a child of color? Of course not! I don't want any child.
We are far too old to start over with all of this.
Listen, you can just leave the child-rearing to me.
You can focus on selling this house.
- We're still on that? - Yes, we're still on that.
We're starting a new chapter in our lives.
A change of scenery would do us all good.
Fine.
I'll talk to the realtor.
Don't look so grim! We're doing a wonderful thing.
With the right education and opportunities, Deion could become the next Barack Obama.
Bite your tongue! Mmm! Dr.
Neff, have you been rearranging the kitchen? Well, doesn't this setup make so much more sense? Not really, I can't find anything.
Where's my soup ladle? Voilá, Zoilá.
That does not rhyme.
Why did you do this? Because I'm a surgeon, and I like my instruments just so.
Everything in its place.
Everything was in its place the places I like.
And what is this? That is hospital-grade antibacterial cleanser.
So that's why the kitchen smells like bleach? You've been recleaning after I clean? With that, you could perform open heart surgery right here on this counter.
No, I can't.
I don't know where the knives are.
Listen, I have a whole system of doing this, so please don't mess with my kitchen.
That's funny.
I thought this was Genevieve's kitchen.
And I work for Genevieve.
Well, now that I live here, you work for both of us.
That was not my understanding.
Well, then I'm glad we cleared things up.
Okay, papito, let's play a game.
I'll give you 5 points if you make your bed.
Try $5.
Hi, uh, Rosie, do do you have a moment? Of course.
Go play with Katy.
So I'm not getting the $5? - Ândale.
- Mm.
So now that Michael's, uh not here, I was hoping you could help out more with babysitting.
Oh, it would be my pleasure.
How are you feeling? Uh, it's hard, but I'm trying to stay strong for Katy.
She likes you, you know.
Since you started here, she talks more and she smiles more.
I'm so glad.
And Miguel is so sweet, always wanting to play with her.
It's nice that Katy has a friend her own age.
Yes, Miguel is a Good boy.
Yeah, you did a wonderful job raising him.
He's an absolute angel.
Mm-hmm.
- Thanks again, Rosie.
- Mm.
Ay, Virgen María Jacklyn.
Do you have a second? Of course.
Come in.
Come in.
What's up? Okay, I wanted to ask you something, - but it's kind of personal.
- Ooh.
Sorry to interrupt.
You wanted to see that artwork when it came in? Oh, yes, yes.
Oh, that's perfect, just like you.
Thank you, James.
Sorry about that.
You were saying? You know what? Never mind.
Carmen, you can't say you want to ask me something personal and then drop it.
Okay.
Well the last time I was in here, you kissed me.
And I was wondering if that meant that you were a little bit - Mm - Gay? - Oh.
Uh - But now I see you kiss everybody, so clearly, you know, you're not.
Of course I'm not gay.
I'm married to a man.
I know.
I'm sorry.
It's just that The way you kissed me, I Oh.
I thought that we had a moment.
Wait.
I I had no idea you felt the same way.
Huh? Carmen I can't stop thinking about that kiss either.
I I'm confused.
You just said you're not gay.
I'm not! And neither are you, right? Right.
We're just two curious women who shared a special connection.
And maybe we're finally ready to explore that connection.
Michael, it's Marisol.
Taylor told me what's been going on, and I just feel so awful about it.
Yes! Come on! Kill him! Anyway, I was hoping I could talk to you.
Call me, please.
You got him! Take him out! Jesse.
Oh! Oh, uh, was I being too loud? No, no.
I think it's sexy when you get excited about sports.
Really? You should see me watch football.
I'd knock your socks off.
Well, I'll I'll leave you alone.
I don't want to distract you from your job hunt.
Oh, stay.
I'm I'm on a break.
I can see that.
You know what we should do? Is go upstairs and put on some music Mm-hmm.
Light some candles Mm.
And then polish your résumé.
See, I was with you Right up until the end there.
Come on, I love helping people find work.
It really turns me on.
No, my résumé's good.
I'm just waiting to hear back on a few leads.
I could reach out to my contacts, help you get a few meetings.
Marisol, we agreed not to mix business with pleasure.
All right? You have to trust me.
I'll find a job eventually.
Of course you will.
I believe in you.
Jacklyn said she has the hots for you? Mm-hmm.
What'd you say? I made up an excuse and ran out.
Mon dieu.
Jacklyn is a lesbian.
Are you okay? It explains a lot, like why she thinks I'm bad in bed.
Papi, you're amazing in bed.
I know! Look at me.
Oh.
It's Jacklyn.
She wants me to meet her Friday night.
She knows I will be home late on Friday.
She's making a move.
Oh, my God.
What do I tell her? Tell her you're in.
What? You two have some drinks.
She'll hit on you.
I will come home at exactly 8:00, and catch you two in the act.
Sebastien, we are not having a threeway.
No, if she's with you, she breaks our prenup.
I can leave her without losing any of my money.
You wanna trick your wife? Carmen, she's been tricking me our whole marriage.
What are you doing? Zãngano! You told her "yes"? Please, you have to do this, okay? So I can leave her and we can be together.
Don't you want that? Fine.
I'll seduce your wife, but I won't enjoy it.
Genevieve, I've got a problem.
Is this about your pregnancy mustache? I think I have a concealer somewhere.
What? No, that's not my problem.
- If you say so.
- It's Dr.
Neff.
He keeps doing my housework behind my back, rearranging the kitchen.
- Really? - Yeah, and it's rude.
I don't go to the hospital and reoperate on his patients.
But why not just accept the help? You're not exactly at your best right now.
Not at my best? Oh, my God.
You're taking his side.
You're pregnant.
It's understandable that you'd be slipping a little.
I can't believe this.
You're saying I'm bad at my job.
No! I would never say that.
Thank you.
You know where I sleep.
Coming! Santo Dios! You joined the priesthood because of me? What? Oh! No, it's it's for an audition.
Come in.
Oh.
I thought maybe you were so sad from our breakup, you Became a priest? No.
I've just, uh, I'm just trying to go on more auditions.
I booked a big commercial.
Oh? It sounds like you're doing great.
Yeah, I'm I'm going to the gym a lot, eating healthy, going to meetings.
I haven't had a drink in forever.
That's wonderful.
I was worried you might fall off the wagon.
But you didn't! How's Ernesto? Good.
Yeah, um, he had to go back to México for a little bit.
That's actually why I'm here.
I think Miguel needs to talk to a man.
I-I found this in his bed.
What, hasn't he heard of the Internet? Spence, he's a little boy.
I don't wanna embarrass him, but you've got to talk to him, give him some man advice.
Like what? Like he needs to respect women for their brains - and not their boobies.
- Okay.
And don't hide pornos in your bed where your mother could find them.
Got it.
Thank you.
I'm so glad you're still in Miguel's life.
I've got to get to this audition.
Goodbye, Spence.
I appreciate your agreeing to see me.
I know we've had our issues.
Of course.
Water under the bridge.
You look terrible, by the way.
We recently took in a foster son.
Mrs.
Powell mentioned that.
Now the halls in my home are filled with the laughter of a child.
It's a nightmare.
So where are we on selling the house? Evelyn's impatient.
I'm doing everything I can.
What if I knocked a million or two off the asking price? The problem is not the price.
It's the disclosures.
Your home has been the site of a murder, a suicide, and a chopped off leg.
Well, we don't have to tell people about that.
Oh, yes, we do.
It's the law.
When people hear stories about this house, they run screaming.
Really? That's too bad.
Then why are you smiling? Sebastien, you've given me an absolutely terrible idea.
Now how can I help you, Ms.
Suarez? Well, I heard the country club was hiring.
Wonderful.
Is that your résumé? Actually, the job isn't for me.
I run a placement agency, and I have an excellent candidate for you.
He's hardworking, detail-oriented.
- Sounds promising.
- His name is Jesse Morgan.
Oh.
No.
No.
I'm not about to hire him again.
Again? He worked here a few months ago.
I'm sorry.
I didn't see that on his résumé.
I'm sure he'd rather not call attention to getting fired.
Another employee reported him for violating club rules.
What did Jesse do? I'm not at liberty to say.
Maybe there was some sort of misunderstanding.
May I speak to the other employee? I'm sorry.
He died recently.
You probably heard about it in the news.
The tennis pro who was murdered? Jesse had an incident with Louie Becker? Yes.
It was very unpleasant.
If I were you, I'd stay away from Jesse Morgan.
So Dr.
Neff goes behind my back, starts redoing all my housework.
So he does your work, and you're complaining? I take pride in my work.
Who's the best maid you know? The answer is me! I think I'm very good.
Well, I stink, so at least you're not the worst.
Tomorrow, you know what I'm gonna do? When Genevieve are Dr.
Neff are playing tennis, I'm gonna scrub every inch of that house.
On your day off? Girl, you need a hobby.
Oh, sorry I'm late.
I'm having a day.
What is it? I was trying to help Jesse get a job at the country club.
Turns out he already worked there.
He was fired a few months ago.
So? I get fired all the time.
You should be less proud of that.
There's more.
Louie Becker was the one who got him fired.
Jesse knew the guy who got murdered? Apparently, but he never mentioned it to me.
Wait.
Wasn't Jesse the one who found Louie's hand? That's suspicious.
But I think it's just a coincidence.
Maybe not.
What if he planted it? What are you guys saying? Maybe Jesse saw something in the war, and he went crazy, and now he's got the pre-STDs.
It's PTSD, sweetie.
But Rosie has a point.
How much do you really know about Jesse? I guess not a lot.
Well, you know he can be violent, like when he attacked that guy and threw him out of your house.
Mm-hmm.
Come on, we're talking about Jesse.
My Jesse.
Look, we all agree that Blanca didn't kill Louie.
You've got to find out if it was really Jesse.
- I'm not a detective.
- That never stopped you before.
You wrote a whole book about snooping around other people's houses.
Just Marisol his ass.
So where'd you get this? It's okay.
You're not in trouble.
My friend TJ.
He steals them from his brother.
Yeah, I had a friend like that.
Adam Gallico.
He used to share his dirty magazines.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
But I was a teenager.
You're too young for this stuff.
And women are not objects.
It's good to remember that.
Okay.
Hey, I know this is embarrassing, but it's normal to be interested in this stuff.
And anytime you wanna talk about guy stuff, I'm here.
How do you get a girl to like you? Do you have a crush on someone? Maybe.
Ah, well, you gotta talk to her.
Tell her how you feel.
Can't expect her to read your mind.
Do you miss mom? I do.
A lot.
You should tell her how you feel.
She can't read your mind.
Hey, that's my advice, okay? Deion, my boy.
Words I'd never thought I'd say.
How you getting along? - Good, Mr.
Powell.
- Wonderful.
I want you to be happy here.
And I don't want you to worry about any of the bad things you might've heard about the house.
What bad things? You know, the maid who got murdered here.
Oh, but you're too old to believe in ghosts.
She's a she's a ghost? Well, I don't know if "ghost" is the right word.
Maybe "shadow figure"? Maybe "demon"? Anyway, sweet dreams.
Something wrong? I just want the light on.
Oh, dear, I've scared you.
Well, it's just a story.
You're perfectly safe here.
- Okay.
- Although I guess I should warn you about the chopped off leg.
You heard about that, right? Who the hell are you? I'm the maid.
Who are you? Wake up, my little sleepyhead.
Deion? Sweetheart? What's wrong? I don't wanna live here anymore.
You are quite the tennis player, my love.
It's a miracle I could play at all, considering how fetching you are in your tennis whites.
Ahem.
Zoila! Joy.
What's going on here? We should ask you the same thing.
Joy used to be Dr.
Neff's maid.
He hired her behind your back.
Well, aren't you gonna say something? Bad Christopher.
Well, you were the one who said that if Joy came on Zoila's day off, they'd never find out about each other.
Oh, my God.
You were in on this? You have to understand.
Christopher's very loyal, and Joy's been his housekeeper for years.
Upstairs.
Now! Mmm.
What was that for? In case I don't make it back.
You have another maid.
But Joy means nothing to me, I swear.
We've been together for 20 years.
Doesn't that mean anything to you? You have to understand, I have needs.
Cleaning needs.
So I'm not enough for you anymore, is that it? Joy gets the job done, that's all.
And the truth is, you need help while you're pregnant.
You can't clean this big house alone.
You should've talked to me about it instead of sneaking around behind my back.
I tried, but you always get so defensive.
I do not! Okay, I hear it.
Honey, you are twice the size but only half the maid.
And this one can't help out for at least 10 years.
This is Dr.
Neff's influence.
He put these thoughts in your head.
- That's not fair.
- I don't like him.
Well, I do, and I may not have that many chances left.
Please, I need you to help me make this work.
This is just temporary until you have the baby.
Then things will go back to the way they were.
So you're not replacing me? I couldn't if I tried.
I know what you did, you son of a bitch! You know, you start a lot of conversations that way.
Deion wants to go back to the group home.
He asked me to call him a cab.
That's ridiculous.
I'll spring for a town car.
This isn't funny! I spent the last two hours convincing Deion this isn't a haunted house.
Adrian, how could you?! He is just a child.
Legally, we have to disclose those things to home buyers.
I thought Deion deserved the same courtesy.
For God's sake, he is your foster son.
I agree to disagree.
This attitude is so unbecoming.
He is a wonderful boy! If you could just open up your heart just the tiniest bit! - No! - Why not? Because I don't want to get attached again.
I already had a son.
Adrian.
Barrett was everything to me.
I gave him all the love I had, and then he was gone.
So forgive me if I can't go through that again.
Look I miss Barrett, too, every moment of every day.
But I don't want his legacy to be endless misery.
He wouldn't have wanted that for us.
It's time to move forward.
Now Deion is joining this family.
You can either be a part of it or not.
It's entirely up to you.
Okay, señor y señorita, I am making lunch.
Peanut butter and jelly? Yes, please.
- Why are you staring at me? - I don't know.
I like you.
_ Katy! What is wrong with you? Surprise! Hey, babe, what are you doing here? Well, I realized that I've never seen your place before, so I thought I would stop by - and make you dinner.
- Mmm.
I hope I'm not interrupting.
Not at all.
I'm gonna make my famous Chicken a la Marisol.
- Oh, yeah? - You're gonna love it.
- It has onions - Mmm! And peppers and Oh, no! I forgot the chicken.
Well, that sounds like a key ingredient.
I can't believe it.
Would you mind running out and getting some? Sure.
There's a supermarket down the street.
Oh, no.
I need the organic, free-range from the fancy market near my place.
Are you sure? It'll take Perfect.
My sauce takes a while to simmer.
All right.
Mmm.
I'm so glad you could come over tonight.
Isn't this relaxing? It is.
I am so relaxed.
Oh, I know what you're thinking.
I doubt it.
You're such a nice person.
You don't wanna mess up my marriage.
That's it.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, we're not doing anything Sebastien hasn't done to me already.
What do you mean? Secret phone calls, working late.
I know he's having an affair.
Let's not talk about your husband.
Exactly.
Tonight is about you and me.
Mmm.
Oh! Well, hello there.
Hi.
_ I need more wine.
You still have a full glass.
Oh.
Ooh! I'm a lush.
Be right back.
Uh Katy pushed Miguel? He tried to kiss her.
Well, that sounds like normal kid stuff.
Then she said she would kill him and dance in his blood.
Oh.
Mrs.
Taylor, that is a very scary thing for a girl to say.
Where would she have heard that? Ihave no idea.
- She had a hard childhood.
- In México? No.
In Argentina.
Katy told me the truth.
Why are you lying about this? Rosie, it's none of your business.
She threatened my son.
If Katy is dangerous, then I need to know.
No, no, she is not dangerous.
Then why would she say something like that? Before we adopted her, Katy witnessed her father's murder.
Santo Dios.
And the men who killed him told him they'd dance in his blood.
She was hiding in a closet.
She heard the whole thing.
Pobrecita.
So why can't you say she's from México? Because she's a witness.
And the men who killed her father are looking for her.
I know it is a lot to ask, but you have to keep this secret.
Did Blanca know about this? No, Michael and I are the only ones who know the truth.
And now me.
And now you.
_ _ You seem distracted.
Not at all.
Do you mind if we talk about work for the next 10, 12 minutes? Shh.
It's okay.
I'm new at this, too.
- You are? - Of course I am.
I mean, I've I've always wanted to mm, try this.
But it's always felt so scary.
So why now? Because of you.
Carmen, you're incredible.
You're gorgeous and talented.
But do you know what I like the most about you? Is it my hair? Because I get a lot of compliments about my hair.
No.
No.
I love how honest you are.
You always tell it like it is.
It makes me feel like I can be honest, too.
I can't do it.
Are are you sure? You're great, and I am so flattered, but it it feels it feels wrong.
Yeah, oh, you're you're not into it.
I'm so sorry.
Are you okay with us keeping it professional? Of course.
Okay.
Jacklyn you deserve to be happy.
What does that mean? It means you shouldn't deny who you are.
And if your marriage is not making you happy, I think you should just end it.
Hey, I just wanna say I'm sorry.
They should've told you about me.
It's not your fault.
They put us both in an awkward position.
But I am starting to think this arrangement might be a good idea.
Really? I can't handle this house all alone right now.
I could really use some help.
Of course.
Here, I just finished sweeping, but I can't get down on the floor to scoop up the dirt.
Would you mind? Not at all.
What are you doing? Sweeping.
I just did that part.
I know, but I'll just sweep again to be safe.
What are you doing? Marisol, why are you pointing my gun at me? Why do you have a gun? After I found the hand, I was feeling a little nervous, so I bought a gun to protect myself and my girlfriend.
And besides, I was in the military and I know how to handle a gun.
You, on the other hand, do not.
What about Louie Becker? At the country club? - Is that what this is about? - Just tell me the truth.
Louie was a pig.
Okay, I caught him getting handsy with some women at the club, and I called him out on it.
So he made up some lies about me and got me fired.
Why didn't you tell me? Because it was embarrassing.
I was trying to forget about it.
Now can you please put the gun down? Is this why you came over tonight, to go through my things? It's just, when I heard about your incident with Louie Becker, my imagination just ran a little wild.
You thought I killed him? Ithought maybe something happened to you in the war, and you might have PTSD? No, you have PTSD from all the bad guys you've been with.
Your exes have made you crazy.
Okay, I overreacted.
- Can we talk about this? - I think you should go.
Hey.
You're alone.
I thought you were meeting one of your artists tonight.
She left.
Oh.
So soon? Sit down.
We need to talk.
In a minute.
I need to make a quick call.
Sebastien, please.
Come on, Carmen, pick up.
Deion, what do you think of the camembert? It's like the brie, but smelly.
We pay extra for the smell.
You have a very refined palette.
Thank you, Mrs.
Powell.
You know, you don't have to call me "Mrs.
Powell.
" Why don't you call me "Mom"? Okay, Mom.
Mr.
Dresden? Adrian Powell.
How's the P.
I.
business? Good.
Good, good, good.
Listen, I have a job for you.
I need you to find a young boy's birth parents.
Michael, I'm glad you stopped by.
Well, I know how much you care about Taylor, and I thought maybe you could, you know, help me out.
- What can I do? - Just keep an eye on her, make sure she's all right.
I'm afraid she's she's in over her head.
- How so? - Honestly, I don't know.
Michael, when you have something good, you shouldn't just throw it away.
Believe me, I know.
It's not that simple.
Will someone at least tell me what this is about? Money? Parenting? Infidelity? Well, not on my part.
Excuse me? She's having an affair.
I think it's been going on for months.
You think she's been cheating on you? With who? You'll have to ask her.
Rosie.
I wasn't expecting you.
I need to talk to you.
Uh, you know, it's not really a good time right now.
Did you tell Miguel to kiss a girl? What? He said he was following your advice.
No, that that's not what I told him.
But, hey, way to go, Miguel.
No! It was not a way to go.
Spence, I was counting on you to handle this.
If Ernesto had been here, this never would have happened.
Well, I guess Ernesto's not only a better husband than I am, he's a better father, too, huh? What is that supposed to mean? You crushed me, Rosie.
When you left me for him, you ripped my heart out of my chest.
- Spence - I gave up my marriage for you.
I lost my son.
I stood by you while you were in a coma for months, and never once did I give up on you.
The minute he comes back into your life, you give up on me.
I'm I'm sorry.
You know what the worst part about it is? I still love you.
So, you know, guess what? I am not okay.
I'm a wreck.
I should go.
She's gone.
Do you think she knows about us? No.
She has no idea.