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(Katherine is on stage presenting the award)
Bree: (in a mocking tone) "... I was honored..."
Gabrielle: Bree, what's up? I thought giving out this award was your thing.
Bree: It used to be. Not anymore. Things change.
Katherine: This year's founders award...
Bree: Ever since I started working with that obnoxious back-stabber she's done nothing but try to take the spotlight off of me and put it onto her.
Katherine: ... goes to my dear friend, Bree Hodge.
(everyone turns to Bree who's in the spotlight, with a stunned look on her face)
Lynette: (to Bree) The obnoxious back-stabber just called your name.
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Bree: (to Katherine) Here's the thing you need to understand about me and my friends. We each have our niche. Gabrielle's the glamorous one, Susan's the adorable one, Lynette's smart, Edie's (pauses) Edie, and I'm the domestic one, the organizer, the one who knows that there are three tines on a dessert fork, and the one who gets teased for that. That's who I am. And that's also who you are.
Katherine: So?
Bree: So, I don't really know how to be friends with you.
Katherine: That's a shame. Because I understand you better than all those other women do. I know how following the rules and observing little graces makes you feel like you're in control. We both had days where it was either set a beautiful table or curl up in a ball and die. We're the same, Bree. And if you think that means we can't be friends then I'm sorry. But it might also mean we could be best friends.
Bree: Who knew you were so insightful.
Katherine: (grabs Bree by the arm) Isn't learning fun? (they both laugh)
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(At the parking lot)
Gabrielle: Lynette! (waves)
Lynette: Gaby! Since when do you come to Price Warehouse?
Gabrielle: I'm poor now, remember? I have to mingle with the unwashed masses. What are you doing here?
Lynette: Oh, I've been unwashed for years.
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(Orson is naked in Susan's kitchen when she walks down in the middle of the night for a snack)
Susan: Oh my God! You're naked! In my kitchen! Where I eat! (Susan turns around and stops for a few seconds) Okay, I don't hear you leaving.
Orson: I had to do something.
Susan: Pajamas. That's something you could do. Okay, you're right. You're a guest in my house. A completely naked guest in my house. I should leave.
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Mary Alice: In the corridor of the Greenwood Rehabilitation Center is a sign. It's there to remind patients to be honest about the past. But Orson Hodge did not notice it. He was too busy thinking about his past, or at least the part of it he shared with Mike Delfino. Orson thought of the night they met, the night his mother had murdered his mistress. He thought of the next time they met, and how Mike began to recognize him. He thought of his mother's fear Mike would remember too much, and her demand that Orson stop this from happening. He thought of how he agonized, but in the end had still done the unthinkable. Orson then started to think about the message he had received from Mike asking him to visit. The thought was crossing Orson's mind that Mike had remembered something, something dangerous. When suddenly, the time for thinking was over. As he left, Orson thought only of his good fortune and relief, ignoring completely the feelings of guilt and shame that were rising within him. That was the sad thing about Orson Hodge. He had no idea just how sick he really was.
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Mary Alice: Blindness. It's an affliction that prevents people from seeing what is right in front of them. Like the wives who can't detect the jealousy that consumes their husbands. The women unable to see that a rival might also be a friend. The men who stay oblivious to the guilt that lies deep within them. Yes, the world is filled with those who cannot see, but the most dangerous are the ones who stay blind to the evil within their own hearts. How do we protect ourselves from these people? First, we have to open our own eyes and find them, before they find us.
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Gabrielle: (after she pulled a man in a wheelchair away) Well, it's official. I'm going to hell.
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(upon hearing Katherine and Bree are working together)
Lynette: I've faced cancer and a tornado, but I'm running from this.