Desperate Housewives is slowly pulling itself out of the gutter. I say slowly because it may fall back down. But, I only had to yell "Come on!" a few times during the last episode and the one storyline that's intrigued me, between Zach, Mike and Paul, moved forward. I fear it moved forward and will now be stalled for a few months, but at least there was some movement in this episode.
The show opens with a nice father/son moment between Paul and Zach. No one's killing anyone or stalking anyone, and that's real progress. Their little evening comes to an end when Detective Sullivan shows up at their door. He tells Paul that there's been some sort of credit card fraud and that his name's come up. Sullivan takes him in as Zach watches, worried. When Sullivan gets him to the police precinct, he strips him down and makes him squat and cough. I saw that on a MSNBC behind prison walls special. Paul's extremely confused, especially when Sullivan puts him in a paddy wagon with some felons. They threaten him by name and say that "Noah Taylor sends his regaaads". They do it in weird 40s mobster accents. They pull out a knife (I guess the guard didn't make them squat and cough) and attack Paul. We don't see him stabbed, but two gangstas against one snobby white guy can't be good.
Felicia has returned to Wysteria Lane, for whatever reason I don't know. Probably because she thinks Paul has been taken care of. Mike approaches her and she lets him know that the police came to take Paul away the night before and things can't be too good. He goes to Zach to tell him about Noah and a police car pulls up. I'm thinking they're going to inform him of Paul's demise, at which point Zach will flip out, take their gun and go on a rampage on top of a bell tower. Fortunately, or unfortunately, things don't go that way and Paul gets out of the car. He's beaten pretty bad, but not dead. We get a flashback of what happened the night before and Paul kicks some gangsta booty. He falls out of the paddy wagon before the final blow, which alerts the guards not on Taylor's payroll.
Paul and Mike have a little pow wow on what to do. Mike's convinced that leaving won't do anything since Noah's got money and has his hand in everything. Zach overhears the conversation and comes downstairs with a plan. He wants to meet with Noah and get it out of the way. The guys reluctantly agree and Mike goes with him to meet Noah. When they meet, Zach makes it clear that if anything happens to Paul, he'll cut off all ties to Noah. Noah agrees and the two of them go play some touch football.
I think the years with Lynette and the a**hole kids have sucked the creativity right out of him
When we join Tom and Lynette, he's giving a boring and stupid presentation at work. I'm a bit confused about why she agreed to hired him, seeing that he sucked. Oh right, he pledged in college, that's why he's there. When he's done pitching it, Lynette questions its brilliance at which time Tom gets a bit defensive. He pulls her aside and wonders why she's being such a bitch. She questions him on whether or not he gave it the good college try. He claims he did, but she remembers it differently. The truth is he was sitting around on his ass the night before watching the game. Ha, he didn't know she was paying attention, but she was. Since he's petty, later, after Lynette's cooked dinner and burned it a bit, Tom wonders if she gave it her all as well. She wonders why he's arguing about meatloaf. Later, when they're gettin' it on, she keeps trying to get on top. He stops her and feels emasculated. I figured he'd feel that way because she's carrying his balls around in her purse. She doesn't want him to put all his insecurities on her, and step up to the plate every now and then so she doesn't have to. The next morning while they're riding up the elevator to work, he wants to go for a ride of his own. Apparently, to show that you wear the pants in the family you have to have a quickie on the way to work. Lynette's no dummy and just goes with it. When they finally get to work the elevator opens and the sex smell wafts out.
Susan's finally getting surgery on that crazy weird disease of hers and is in the hospital. Dr. Ron tells her that the primary surgeon has broken his arm, so he'll be doing the surgery. I'm sorry, this has to be some sort of Hippocratic oath violation or something. Would I want my boyfriend doing surgery on me? No. Would I want to do surgery on my boyfriend, hell no. Talk about feeling bad if something were to go wrong. Dr. Ron has beautiful flowers delivered to Susan's room. The nosy nurse gives her the card that goes with it and then asks to read it. I already know I'm gonna want to slap her consistently through the episode. She's all in Susan's business. Karl shows up to see Susan and thinks it's hilarious that Dr. Ron's in love with Skeletor. When he's leaving he tells the nurse to look out for his wife. Yeah, because they're not keeping it a secret or anything. Since the nurse can't mind her own damn business, as she's taking Susan's blood pressure later she nearly snaps the twig arm in half. The jig is up, she knows Susan's a lying whore and even though Susan tries to play it off the little bitch has looked up the medical records and found out that she is indeed married.
Susan tries to run after her but in true Susan fashion she's still attached to the IV, ouch. When she catches up to the nurse she tries to explain things. Once she does the nurse forgives her, since she didn't pass all of those silly nurses tests anyway. What the hell? What kind of lame ass hospital is this? Certainly not Seattle Grace. The nurse also tells her that Dr. Ron's in love with her, if she hadn't already figured it out from the sappy note and flowers. For some reason, dramatic purposes I'm sure, Susan has the longest check in time imaginable because it seems like she's in the hospital for days before her surgery. Lynette even has time to show up and they talk about whether or not Susan feels the same way for Ron. She doesn't really. Not like with Mike and Karl. Lynette's been married so damn long she doesn't know what the hell Susan's talking about.
Finally it's time for Susan's surgery and Karl's in the waiting room. Mike shows up with some lame ass flowers and Karl laughs again. I'm glad to see someone thinks it's funny. Susan's being wheeled to the operating room and sees Mike. She's happy he's there for her, and when I say happy I mean, she's on medication. When she gets into the operating room, Dr. Ron decides this is the most romantic place to profess his love. Yeah, those paper hats and catheters do it for me too. She thinks it's sweet, and professes her love for Mike. Dr. Ron doesn't know who Mike is, because he's not the most observant guy out there. Susan passes out before she can answer anymore questions and nosy nurse blurts out the whole story about Susan being married and that she is the one in love with him. This is all news to Dr. Ron, who's pissed. He wants to "cut this bitch open". Wow, from "love" to "bitch" in a mere ten seconds. Sounds like my first husband. Ha, I've never been married, but I am taking proposals.
Bree's not having any better luck. She notices the girls having gabbing without her and assumes they're talking about her drunk ass. They are. She approaches them and they deny Lynette was just sh** talking her. She gives that tired excuse about alcohol interfering with her antihistamines. Later, Andrew catches her having her morning glass of wine and they argue over his trust fund. She insists that he wait until he's 21, and even wants him to wait longer, you know, cause he's an a**hole. When he calls her a drunk she slaps him. This gives him an idea. He has his boyfriend Justin punch him a few times and the next time Bree sees him, he's all bruised up. And he's laywered up too. His attorney's there to talk to her about Andrew emancipating himself to get his trust fund.
After the lawyer leaves Andrew walks in on her dumping all her bottles of wine in the drain. And when I say "all" bottles of wine I'm referring to the ten or so half drunk bottles she has scattered around the kitchen alone. Yeah, sure Bree, you don't have any problems. She tells him that she's going to start going to meetings and getting herself cleaned up so when she's in front of the judge she can claim that she's trying to get help. He thinks she's still just a drunk bitch and when he's walking away she throws one of the bottles against the fridge and it shatters. Man, she should play for the Red Sox or something, those bottles are thick. He tells her he hates her and she thinks that's better then being indifferent since hating her means that he still cares. Yeah, I'd rather have my kid hate me then not care.
We then see her at an AA meeting across town. Unfortunately she's not really paying attention during it because when she comes home she pulls out yet another hidden wine bottle and takes a few swigs.
Gabrielle and Carlos go to the adoption center and learn they'll have to "audition" to be adoptive parents. Gabrielle doesn't like the idea of a high school cheerleader that got herself knocked up passing judgment on them, but hey, that's the way the system works. The woman tells them that they'll have to put together a book, portfolio, if you will, showing why they'll be good parents. I would think a background check would also be required and a convicted felon not be allowed to adopt, but hey, there're a lot of pregnant cheerleaders so the pickings are thin. Of course all the pictures Gabby and Carlos have are either sex tapes or topless pictures of her and Tara Reid in Cancun. They go to Lynette's and ask to borrow her kids for some fun, "we're good parents" pictures. The adoption agency lady's impressed, even though Gabby can't remember Lynette's kids' names. In a true twist of fate, another woman who works at the agency is Helen Rowlands, the mother of the gardener Gabby was humping last year. She makes a quick dash and reveals who the Solis' really are to the adoption lady. She then takes over their case and warns them that she'll be telling the entire adoption community about these two.
Carlos is heartbroken but Gabby gives him a good pep talking, showing him, finally, that she really does want a baby. She says that there are other ways to make him talk. I'm sorry, I got confused there. There are other ways to get a baby. You know, like stand out on the street corner and bash the first pregnant woman you see in the head. That, or go to some sleazy lawyer who promises to get a baby for you, for the right price. Why they don't go to Africa like Angelina Jolie I don't know.