Desperate Housewives Season 8 Episode 13

Gabrielle: Talk to us, sweetie. Why are you behaving like this?
Bree: I don't know what you're talking about.
Lynette: It's not like we can't see what's going on.
Susan: We know you're drinking again.
Gabrielle: And what about all these men? We know about that, too!
Bree: Wow, can't hide anything from you girls, huh?
And did you also know I tried to kill myself?
Lynette: What?
Bree: (sarcastically) Oh, my god! How'd that little nugget of information slip past my nearest and dearest friends?
Susan: If this is a joke, it's not funny.
Bree: It's not a joke. I checked into a motel room with nothing but a bottle and a gun. And you're wrong, Susan. It is funny... funny that the women standing here before me, professing to be my supportive friends... are the reason that I was in that motel room.
Gabrielle: Bree, stop.
Bree: No! Don't give me this "friends" nonsense. All I ever was to you was the organizer, the problem solver, a leader when you needed one, which is exactly what I was that horrible night when we buried your stepfather.
Gabrielle: And I was so grateful for that.
Bree: Liar! All of you, liars! Because as soon as it got rough, as soon as there was any trouble, it all became my fault, and off you went.
Lynette: We had no idea. I wish you would have told us.
Bree: Oh, I tried. But even when I came to you to apologize, you slammed your doors in my face!
Gabrielle: Okay, fine, you're right. We did. We screwed up. We let this pull us apart, but that's not gonna happen again.
Susan: Because no matter what you think, we love you, Bree.
Lynette: We'll do whatever it takes, we just want things to be back the way they were.
Bree: Well, I don't.