08x10 - What's to Discuss, Old Friend?

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Previously on Desperate Housewives

Renee feared Ben was cheating.

And with detective Vance
closing in...

- Do you think we need a lawyer?
- Lawyers won't be necessary, ladies.

Susan wanted to flee.

If I get caught, I could
go away for a lot of years.

Lynette went to Tom for help.

You can't go to Paris,
not now.

I'm an accessory to m*rder.

Carlos disappeared from rehab.

- He checked himself out two hours ago.
- What? Why didn't you stop him?

My unofficial investigation's
about to go official.

But before he could go public...

And Bree decided to end it all.

Bree van de Kamp had always
wanted to live her life

With elegance and grace.

That is also
how she wanted to die.

Her plan was to pour herself
a glass Of her favorite chardonnay,

Put on her most stylish nightgown

And leave behind a note
on embossed stationery.

Yes, Bree everything she needed
for an elegant death.

Everything except...

Privacy.

Thank you, but I don't need
turndown service.

Come back in the morning.

And you might want
to bring a mop.

- open the door.
- Renee?

You have to the count of three. One...

- This isn't a good time.
- Two...

Seriously,
I'm in the middle of something.

- Where is he?
- Who?

Ben.

The man you're trying
to steal from me.

I don't understand.

Do you think I won't hit you?

I once slapped a waitress
because she forgot my croutons!

You are dead.

Renee, please,
you have to go.

Ever since we met, You've been
spouting those sunday school phrases,

Making folks think
you're this grand lady.

Well, I got your number now,

and you are nothing but a middle-aged skank
in a Nancy Reagan nightie.

Why do you have a g*n?

Bree...

I asked you a question.
Why is there a g*n on the table?

No, don't read that.

Bree.

please go. Please.

Where you actually gonna...

Oh, my god.

Renee Perry had no idea just how close
her friend had come to su1c1de,

And Bree van de Kamp had no idea

Just how close she had come
to being hit.

Keeping secrets
is a lonely business.

That's why we all search
for someone to confide in--

An ally who will understand...

An advisor we can trust...

A friend who will never judge.

Of course, not everyone
you tell your secrets to...

Will be happy about it.

Hey. Good morning.

hey, mom.
Look who didn't go to Paris.

I know.
Your dad had to cancel his trip.

- Because some work meetings came up.
- Nice for us, huh?

Hey, if you guys are done, Why don't you
go grab your books? And I'll drop you off at school.

- Okay.
- All right.

no.

Co-Conspirators to m*rder
do not get pancakes.

I know that this was the last thing
you ever expected to have to deal with--

Yeah, you could say that. How could you
let yourself get involved in this?

It's--It's
Gaby and Carlos' mess.

I was... helping a friend.

Oh! Helping a friend.

because when I'd ask you
to bring my shirts to the cleaners,

That was always this big hassle,
but burying a body in the woods--

hey, would you lower your voice?

look, I do not know
what is supposed to happen now.

And what, is Chuck gonna just
show up and arrest you? What?

He told Gaby that he was starting
a formal investigation this morning,

S-So... yes,
they could arrest me.

Damn it, Lynette!
How could you let this happen?!

Out of the four, you're supposed
to be the smart one.

Hey, a-are you guys ready?
Yeah, I'll meet you at the car.

- all right.
- okay.

I need some support
right now, not a lecture.

Okay, you're right.

I'm sorry.

I will find a way
to fix this.

and now the news. Detective Charles Vance
was k*lled last night in fairview square,

An apparent victim
of a hit and run.

The case is currently
under investigation.

Anyone with information,
please contact the fairview police department.

How could he just
check himself out?!

As I told you on the phone,
as I replied to your texts,

And as I'm telling you
in person,

This is a rehab center,
not a jail.

Yeah, well, it's not much of a rehab center
if you let patients out in time for happy hour!

Please lower your voice.
you'll wake the crackheads.

I'm sorry, but do you have
any idea how worried I am?

My husband has been gone
all night.

I don't know where he is
or what he's been doing.

Look, even if he did have a relapse,
I'm sure he'll be back soon.

Then we'll call you at home,

So you should go there.

Could you at least
pretend to care?

Not with what I'm paid.

You're making a big mistake,
nursie.

I've got a lot of drunk friends,
and I'm not recommending this place!

again, our top story--

Fairview police detective
Chuck Vance is dead

After a hit and run accident

That has left the community
stunned.

Detective Vance
was crossing lake street

Approximately 11:00 p.M.

When he was run down by a dark sedan.

Hello, sunshine.
How you feelin' this mornin'?

Groggy... and nauseous.

Mm. I'm afraid
that's my fault.

I slipped a few sedatives
in your tea last night

And sort of forgot
to say "when."

You drugged me?

I had to make sure
you'd sleep through the night.

Didn't wanna find you sprawled out
on the oriental with your wrists slashed.

Spanish omelet?

If you really want to protect the oriental...
you'll put that away.

Fine. Let me know what
you do like for breakfast,

And I will make that
for you tomorrow.

Tomorrow?
You'll be here tomorrow?

And into the foreseeable future.
Didn't you see my louis vuitton bags upstairs?

I'm moving in.

no, no, no, no, no.
You--You don't have to do that.

After what you tried to do
last night, I don't have a choice.

But I'm fine.

Last night was just
a moment of temporary insanity.

In the light of day,
I feel absolutely...

Did you take the laces
out of all my sneakers?

Yeah, and I also got rid of
all your knives, razors,

Pills, cleaning fluid,
and your shower curtain.

How could I k*ll myself
with a shower curtain?

You can't.
I just thought it was ugly.

Okay. See, this is why
you can't stay here.

you will drive me
absolutely crazy.

Mm. I'd rather see you
in a straitjacket than a coffin.

All right, that's very sweet,
but I am fine now.

It's a brand-new morning,
and I am loving life.

Okay.

Now that you are of sound mind,

Why did you want to k*ll yourself?

It's complicated.

I'm sure it is,

And I'm also sure
I'm not going anywhere

Till I know exactly what made
you bring a g*n to that motel.

Renee, please,
this is so unnecessary.

What's wrong?

I... just got some bad news about your friend,
Chuck Vance.

Susan?

Susan.

Can you help me with my bag?

No! No, nobody's helping her
with her bag.

Mike, you're supposed
to be sleeping.

So are you. Where do
you think you're going?

You know where. New york.

I wrote it all on the note
I left on your nightstand.

- But I thought--
- Looking good, Mike.

I thought we discussed
this last night.

You can't just pick
up and leave like this.

You discussed it. I waited
till you went to bed,

And then I... reconfirmed
my plane reservation.

Well, if you're going,
you're going without clothes.

Mike! Wh--

Can you wait a sec?

It feels like you've
packed for a month.

Three weeks.

Felix set up meetings
with gallery owners,

And then if all goes well,
we can discuss moving there.

- I'm not moving to new york.
- Why not?

My plumbing business
is here.

Well, think how much
more exciting it'll be.

You'll be unclogging
pipes in the big city.

Okay, just stop. This is not
about you becoming an artist.

- It's not?
- No.

It's about you running
away from Chuck Vance.

Okay. You're right.

I'm a mess.

One more interrogation
by Chuck,

And I will cr*ck like an egg,
and then I'll go to jail

And take half
the neighborhood with me.

I'm sorry.
I can't risk it.

You have to
let me go.

Hey. What's going on?

Oh, my god.
Chuck's dead?

It was some sort of hit and
run. That's--That's all we know.

So... what happens now?

Nothing. It's all good.

The only person tying us to
alejandro's m*rder is gone.

Gaby, he was Bree's boyfriend.

Yeah, and if she'd dumped
him when I told her,

We wouldn't have gotten in
trouble in the first place.

If you're done,

I think it's time That we ask
the obvious question.

Which is?

Did somebody do
this on purpose?

Oh, my god.
He was m*rder*d?

No! No, no, no, no,
no. It was an accident.

It does seem a bit...
convenient.

Well, maybe god decided
to answer our prayers

Through one of his
drunk-driving angels on earth.

who are we to
question god?

Look, okay, I admit we were
in a lot of trouble there,

But none of us are that
cold-blooded, right?

Could it be someone's
trying to protect us?

Oh, my god. Carlos.

- Hey.
- Carlos couldn't have done it.

He's still in rehab, isn't he?

Of course he is!
Oh, my god, you guys.

We finally get a lucky
break. Let's just go with it.

We wanted Chuck gone,
and now he's gone.

It's just a coincidence.

Coincidence?

Yes, Bree,
coincidences happen,

Otherwise there wouldn't
be a word for them.

So, uh, I guess we should
just put this behind us

And... get back to normal.

Sounds like a plan.

Are we good, Susan?

Sure.

Bree?

We all agree this was
just an accident?

If you say so.

Tom?

Tom, I've got big news!

You are not gonna believe
what has happened to--

- Bob?
- What did you do?

- Huh?
- You buried a man in the woods?

She was merely helping a
friend. Don't forget that.

You t-told Bob?

Of course I told Bob.
If they arrest you,

You're gonna need an attorney.

Tom, I just found out
that everybody I invited

To my last barbecue
is involved in m*rder,

And this is water.

Scotch. Coming right up.

You shouldn't have done
that. We don't need a lawyer.

We have to prepare
for the worst, Lynette.

I am not gonna have the kids visit
you behind bars Next mother's day.

No, no, listen to me.

Chuck Vance d*ed
last night.

- What?
- Hit by a car.

Oh, my god! Was
that you guys, too?

No!

Are you serious?

And--And Chuck was the only
one who knew about the...

Yeah.

okay.

So, Bob...

I guess we're not gonna
need you after all.

But if you want, you can
totally bill me for this hour.

Count on it.

Taking this scotch.

So it's over?

I think so.

Okay, what's wrong?

Huh?

The one man who could have
put us all in jail is gone.

We're home free, but
you're still sitting there,

More depressed than ever.

I'd like to know why.

I don't know.

Are you... upset
that Chuck got k*lled?

A little.

Not so much.

Well, then why are
you getting all misty?

I don't know.

Why don't you?

Why are you getting mad?

Because we've been riding
this emotional roller coaster

For months now,
and I'm ready to get off.

Well, I'm sorry

if I'm not all giggles
and sunshine,

But I am walking around
with a pretty big secret.

So what? Everybody's
got a secret.

Not as big as mine.
I helped bury a body.

And our mechanic
does crystal meth.

Our butcher beats
up homeless guys,

And the librarian's
a nymphomaniac.

The world is filled

With ordinary people
that do nasty things.

So man up or
dump the guilt.

Let's get on
with our lives.

I know you're right. Uh...

It makes no sense for
me to be depressed,

And I know alejandro
was a bad guy.

And he deserved to die.

He did. He absolutely did.

Why are you still so...

I don't know.

But I'll figure it out. I swear.

Thank you.

Our librarian's a nymphomaniac?

I made that up.

'Cause I always got a vibe.

Let's just eat.

- Detective murphy
- Yeah.

Hi. I just wanted to stop
by and say how sorry I was

To hear about officer Vance.

It's so tragic. Any idea
who could have done this?

Who are you?

Oh, I'm gabrielle solis.

I met Chuck through his
girlfriend, Bree van de Kamp.

She's a friend of mine.

Woman's a first
class bitch.

Who I rarely talk to
'cause of the bitch thing.

Ahem. So, um,

were there any witnesses?

Everyone here knows
what she did to Chuck--

Led him on and then broke
his heart like it was nothing.

Can't believe he
wanted to marry her.

Yeah, I know. Marrying Bree
would have been the worst thing

To ever happen to him.

Well, second worst.

So any clues--
Anything at all?

Not yet. Excuse me.

Um...

Well, you know what
I think happened?

- Drunk teenagers hitting people with cars.
- Yeah.

It's a rite of passage with
them, like spring break.

If I were you guys, I'd
be checking the grills

Of every acne-covered kid
within a 100-mile radius.

It wasn't an accident.

It wasn't?

There were no
skid marks,

No attempt to
slow down or swerve.

Whoever did this
was gunning for Chuck.

So... anyone get
the make of the car

Or... race of the driver?

No, ma'am, but we're monitoring
every body shop in the state.

Oh. Okay.

Don't worry. A cop was k*lled.

We'll find whoever's responsible,

And when we do, they
are gonna pay, big-time.

Okay.

I'll be sure to tell Bree.

That bitch!

How's the history
project coming?

Good. I'm drawing a picture
of lincoln's assassination.

Um... sweetie, I don't think
he was sh*t with a stapler.

That's a g*n, and I
think we're done here.

Sorry for just dropping
by without calling,

Especially with the way things
have been between us lately.

What's wrong?

It's this whole
Chuck thing.

Hey, penny, would you
mind throwing those clothes

In the washing
machine for me?

Sure.

Thanks.

Come on in.

You don't think it was
an accident, do you?

No. Who could do
something like that?

It had to be someone who
was trying to protect us.

But that means they would
have to know about what we did.

Who else knows? I mean, other
than the four of us and Carlos?

Well, Susan told Mike.

- And I told Ben.
- And I told Tom.

- You told Tom?
- Well, you told Ben.

Okay, so Ben and Mike and
Tom, but that's it, right?

No one else has
been told?

No one.

Except Tom told Bob.

We're gonna need
to write this down.

Okay, the people who
were there are in orange.

The people who were told
by people who were there

Are in blue, and the green
arrows represent Who told whom.

Wow. We may be good
at arts and crafts,

But we suck at conspiracy.
What's the purple question mark?

That's whoever wrote the letter.

You think they k*lled Chuck?

Who knows? We're not sure why
the letter was sent In the first place.

"I know what you did.
It makes me sick.

I'm going to tell"?
Sounds like a thr*at to me.

But why k*ll someone else
who has the same goal?

It doesn't make any sense.

None of it makes any sense.
I mean, we know these people.

None of them would commit
a cold-blooded m*rder.

Oh, god. What if someone else knows?

Hey. How are the girls?

Juanita demanded ice cream for lunch.

What'd you say?

She's bigger than me.
What do you think I said?

And don't give me that look.
You said you'd be home by feeding time.

Sorry. I've been all over town
looking for my husband.

Carlos went a.W.O.L. From rehab last
night, and I have no idea where he is.

Want a hint?

You know?

He dragged his can upstairs
about two hours ago,

Drunk as a red sox pitcher
in the bottom of the 9th.

Karen, I don't know how to thank you.

I'm on a fixed income.
Let's use our imagination?

Oh, thank god! I was so worried!
Where were you last night?

You can tell me the truth. I won't
judge. I'll be totally supportive.

Wake up, you pathetic boozehound!
Where the hell were you last night?!

Oh, where am I now?

Ohh! I'm home!

No, no, no, no, no, no.
Open your eyes. Focus.

Okay, after you checked yourself
out of rehab, You got in the car.

Where did you go?

I drove to a bar.

I drank a lot of sh*ts...

And I don't remember much else.

Do you remember k*lling someone?

Huh?

Oh, look who's sober now.

What are you talking about?

Chuck Vance was k*lled last night
by a hit and run driver.

Chuck's dead?

And you think I did it?

Well...

You think I k*lled someone?

Ahem. Alejandro.

It's not like potato chips, Gaby!

You were upset, and you were drinking.
He was hit on lake street.

That's only a few blocks
from the rehab center.

I don't remember.

You have to.
The police are all over this thing.

They're looking for witnesses.
They're trying to find the car.

Oh, wait. That's it. The car.

All we have to do is check the car.
If you hit him, it'll be obvious.

Honey, where's your car?

That's a really good question.

Why did you turn the light on?

I'm checking up on you. How you doing?

Fine.

Really? 'Cause last night
you were suicidal,

And that was before you found out
your boyfriend was dead.

I would think you'd be
an emotional mess Right about now.

It's been an interesting couple of days,
But I'm holding my own.

See, here's my problem.

I don't believe you.

You don't have to believe me.

All you have to do is turn off the light
as you leave the room.

Bree, you need to talk about this.

Repressing your feelings is not healthy.

And since when are you a therapist?

Uh, excuse me. I took intro to psych

And once slept with my shrink.
I think I'm qualified.

Well, as impressive as
those credentials are,

My feelings are not your concern.

They became my concern
when I caught you

About to swallow the business
end of a smith & wesson.

Now I'm not leaving this room

until you tell me why.

I can't.

Other people are involved--
People that you know.

Well... I can keep my mouth shut.

Renee...

Oh, you can trust me.
We're friends, right?

Not really.

Not really?

I'm not trying to be rude.
Yes, I mean, we're--

Well, we socialize. You've been
to my home. I've been to yours.

We're friendly,
But that doesn't make us friends.

Okay.

You know what I mean.

You and I don't
talk about important things.

We've never had a deep conversation.
We're not...

Friends.

And now I've upset you,
and that wasn't my intention.

Don't worry about me. I'm fine.

And by the way,

I don't think you have any friends.

In fact, I don't think
you care about anyone at all,

Because if you did,
you never would have considered

Splattering your brains
against the wall Of some cheap motel.

Okay, that's it.
Would you please get out of my house?

No!

Not until I'm convinced you are
no longer A danger to yourself.

I will not allow anyone
to k*ll themselves, Not on my watch.

I will not go through that again.

This is a funeral.
You have got to stop smiling.

Sorry. I'm just so relieved.

I really thought
I was dead in the water there.

Yeah, we were very lucky.

Listen, I can't thank you enough
for everything you have done for me.

It's no big deal.

One minute
you're boarding a plane to Paris,

Then the next, you rush to my side.

Well, you do know
in spite of everything,

You still mean the world to me?

If I didn't before, I do now.

Hey, I-I know it's not Paris,

But you wanna come over later
for movie night with the kids?

That'd be great.

I'll bring a pizza
so you don't have to cook.

Fantastic.

Lynette.

Sorry.

Here you go, dear.

Oh. Thank you.

I can't believe I forgot
to bring tissue to a funeral.

Oh, you keep it.

I don't really cry at funerals,
Not anymore.

No?

No. Well, when you're young,

Death always comes as such a shock,

As if the universe is unfair.

But when you get to my age,

You realize that death
is just the end of the story.

The phone call comes.

You shed a few tears,

And then you get together
and celebrate the life that was.

That's it.

- What?
- Thank you so much!

You will never know
how helpful you've been.

Oh, I'm so glad.

Were you close with my nephew?

- Oh, no.
- Oh.

Ah. But he did interrogate me once.

He did a lovely job.

Hey, Gaby, have you got a minute?

listen. What was alejandro's alias?

seriously?
We're talking about this here?

Chuck told me in my interrogation,
But I can't remember.

- Pablo? Paco?
- Ramon sanchez.

Right, right, and he was living in...

Oklahoma City.
What do you need this for?

I... w-wanna light a candle for him,

And I thought
I should know all of his names.

You only light candles
for people who you want to bless.

That's right, and he was a bad guy.

I'm gonna go blow out that candle.

What the hell are we doing here?
There are cops everywhere.

It's a cop funeral.
What'd you expect? Clowns?

I am taking a huge risk by being here.

No, you're paying your respects.
That's what innocent people do.

Okay.

If I'm so innocent,
Then why is that cop staring at me?

Just stop acting so guilty.

He takes one look at your face,
And you say--

Hi, officer.

Hello. Carlos, right? Remember me?

No.

I'm not surprised.

You were pretty wasted When you
came into the station the other night.

you went to the police station?

Yeah. He said he wanted
to make a confession--

Something about
b*ating somebody with a candlestick?

Oh, Carlos,
you shouldn't have done that.

What else did he say?

Well, that's when the news
came in about detective Vance,

And, uh, all hell broke loose.

By the time things settled, he was gone.

So who's this person you assaulted?

Oh! Uh...

That would be me.

You?

Yeah. I'm a bit of a handful.

You hit your wife with a candlestick?

He hit me back.

In his defense, I'd just
popped him with a baseball bat.

So do you wanna file charges?

Or do you?

Oh! We're good.

This thing we got
isn't pretty, but it works.

So who was it?

Who was what?

the person you knew
who committed su1c1de.

That's something
I only discuss with friends.

It was my mother.

She'd tried it once before.

Pills.

But I found her in time.

And then... one morning
I saw that look in her eyes again.

Not... sad, just...

Empty.

She swore to me she'd be fine, so I...

I went to school.

And by the time I got back...

Well... how was I supposed to know
she was gonna pull it off this time?

Oh, Renee, I am so sorry.

yeah.

That's what the note said--
"I'm sorry."

That's it.

I don't have a mom
for the rest of my life,

And she thinks those two little words...

Are gonna make up for that?

Many years ago,

A neighbor and a good friend of ours...

Took her life.

And that left us
all heartbroken

and perplexed.

But somehow, when I was alone
in that hotel room,

I forgot about all the pain she caused.

In those awful moments,

I thought maybe she had the answer.

But then you showed up. Thank god.

You will always be the person
who saved my life.

And now that I've had time
to think about it...

I realize that makes you
the best friend I'll ever have.

Hey! Look who's here
with a pizza and a dvd.

Ooh, mario's. That's excellent.

Mom, you let dad pick out the movie?

Hey, my taste in movies
is as good as my taste in pizza.

Great, that means the pizza's gonna
be black and white and three hours long.

Oh, excuse me.

"Citizen Kane," "Marty," "Casablanca"--

What do all these movies have in common?

We fell asleep during them?

They're classics.

"Here's looking at you, kid."

Here's looking at my iPhone, dad.

Hey! Be nice.

I'm sure your dad picked out
something really fun this time.

What'd you get?

"Old yeller."

Oh, Tom, you make this so hard.

Why? What I've seen of it is great.

My folks always sent me to bed
before the ending.

Is there--Is there
swearing or something?

Eh. Something. How about we eat?

Huh.

Everything good?

Yeah. It's just,

you never remember
I like the thin crust.

But it doesn't matter.
Thank you for getting it.

Who's hungry?

- mmm.
- oh, I am.

Good news. The police found the car.

You left it in their parking lot.

Thank god.

Mrs. Mccluskey's gonna drive us
over there after breakfast,

Then I will drive you back to rehab.

Sounds like a plan.

Babe.

I'm sorry about all this.

I know I've put you
and the kids through so much.

I'm gonna try and get back here
as soon as I can.

You forget about us.

You just worry about getting better.
I can hold down the fort. No problem.

I have something else
I need to tell you.

What's that?

I love you.

I know you know that.

I just don't think
we say it enough.

I love you, too.

One more thing.

What?

If you ever go
to the police again

And confess something
without talking to me first,

I will be burying
another body in the woods.

You got it?

Good.
I'll see you in the morning.

Hey, you want a beer?

Oh, you got the belgian kind?

- I love that stuff.
- I know.

Thanks for clearing the table.

I believe that has been
the hardest part Of our separation.

God, for me?
It's the laundry.

- I-I found out I am more inclined to buy new socks...
- Ah.

Than to wash the dirty ones.

Hey, thanks again for giving up your trip.
It really meant a lot to me.

No problem.

And please apologize
to Jane.

She must be furious.

I doubt it.
She's not really like that.

Tom, I know women.

There's a Lynette voodoo doll being
dropped off the eiffel tower as we speak.

no, it's weird,
but, uh,

Jane doesn't hang on to anger.

Ah. Uh, okay.

You don't--You don't-- You don't know her.
She's-- She's very forgiving.

Ah. Fine. Got it.
She's terrific.

Well, I'll give you an example. She would never
criticize the pizza I brought over.

What?

Well, you had to point out that
I didn't get the thin crust.

I know, I know.
The second I said it,

I realized I shouldn't have.
It just... came out.

Exactly. It's just a--
It's a reflex for you.

You can't help it.

Well...

Maybe that's because I keep hoping
if I say something enough,

you'll finally hear me.
I mean...

23 years of telling you
the kind of pizza I like,

And it still doesn't occur
to you to get it.

It makes me feel like
I don't matter.

Wow, I didn't realize.

I know.

I shouldn't have compared you to Jane.

that wasn't right.

That's okay.

She's really good to you,
huh?

Then I think you should go to Paris.

What?

Yeah.

'Cause otherwise, you'll always wonder
if she could make you happy.

And didn't we say that was
the point of us separating?

Could I still stay
and watch the movie?

Of course.

Susan?

You gotta be kidding me.

Susan, what do you think
you're doing?

Oh, I remember this house.

The half naked guy runs out,
and I don't get my fare.

- Here. Huh? - Oh, no, no, put that back.
You'll get your fare this time.

Honey, I'm sorry,
but I have to go.

- I-It's all in my note.
- What is it with you and notes lately?

You were asleep when I came home
from the funeral.

Well, if you're taking off
to new york, you wake me up!

I'm not going to new york.
I'm going to oklahoma.

And now I'm... just confused.

okay, two minutes.

you asked me why
I still feel so guilty.

I finally figured it out.
He got a phone call.

- Who got a phone call?
- Alejandro.

When we were putting his body
into the ground,His phone rang.

Do you know what that means?

He had really good
cell phone service?

It means he has a family,
And they have no idea where he is.

It must be
tearing them apart.

I mean, he did something horrible,
not them.

They shouldn't have to suffer, too.

And what exactly are you
gonna do about it?

I'm not sure yet.

I just know I have to see
if they're okay.

I think it's the only way
I'm ever getting back to normal.

well, then I guess
you gotta go.

Hey! Where are you off to?

I'm just...
visiting some family.

Oh, that sounds like fun.
Well, have a good trip.

It's a lonely business
keeping secrets.

That's why we all search for
someone we can confide in...

An ally who will understand.

An advisor we can trust.

A friend who will never judge.

Yes, we all need help hiding

The darkest truths of our lives.

Because as soon
as you've told one secret...

Another is likely to appear.