Creepy Dave's all clean-shaven and clean-cut when he comes down the stairs and tells Edie "Good morning." She tells him she didn't get a lot of sleep, and he tries to apologize "about last night." Okay, so we are supposed to believe he went from disheveled crazy Dave to clean-shaven, calm Creepy Dave overnight? How? She says she doesn't want an apology, she wants an explanation, and if he can't give her one, they're finished. He says he's stressed, but she says that doesn't make you talk to people who aren't there. She asks what's going on, and he tells her that before they met he was married to someone else who died, and last night she was on his mind. She can't believe he was married before. He says, "She's dead, Edie. Why does it matter?" She says it matters and then she tells him he has until tonight to get his things together and get out of her house.
Mary Alice talks about the lovely homes in suburbia again: Everyone needs one so the neighbors will never suspect what's going on inside. Alex and Andrew run up onto their new porch, go inside, and kiss as they shut the door. Are we supposed to think that's scandalous or something? Because it's not. Mary Alice says we'll find parents racked with guilt (we're looking inside Lynette's window), wives tired of struggling (Gaby), lovers who have been lied to (Edie). Mary Alice finishes: "Yes, everybody needs a lovely home in suburbia, if for no other reason than to have a place to come home to." Creepy Dave is walking out of his house and down the street when Mrs. McCluskey arrives at her own home in suburbia.
I wish they would have done more to move along the Creepy Dave storyline other than have him fight with Edie. It didn't do anything to further the main plot, which is about his plan to get back at Mike. And I can't see how Mrs. McCluskey matters at all now that we know he's bad. I mean, I guess if she keeps digging, she might end up revealing to everyone else that he's bad, but it sort of feels pointless now that we already know, doesn't it? I liked this episode a lot, though, other than the lack of attention to the main plot. Everything else was sharp, funny, and trademark Desperate Housewives (read: the women making bad decisions).
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