Later, Bree and Andrew are driving along in silence on some country road. Bree pulls over at a gas station. Andrew asks why they're stopping: they have "over half a tank left." Bree closes her eyes and says that she has "so many things to say" to Andrew. But, more than anything, she wants him to know how "sorry" she is." Andrew is confused. Bree: "Every child deserves to be loved unconditionally. And I thought that was the kind of love that I had for you. Maybe if I had, it would have been different." Andrew, still with the jokey-jokey, asks why he "suddenly get[s] the feeling [they're] not going to make it out to Perkins College today?" Bree, like a zombie, gets out of the car, goes back to the trunk, and gets out a bag. She tells Andrew that she's packed some of his things, and she's included some money -- enough to get him started until he finds work. Andrew, finally fazed just a bit: "What, you're going to leave me here, out in the middle of nowhere?" Bree, with the quiet of someone who's truly crushed, tells him that she saw a "bus stop about a mile back": "You can go anywhere you want." She turns to leave, and he reaches out and grabs her arm. "Momma," he says; then he catches himself and says, "Mom, please don't do this." Bree: "I have to [leave]; I can't be around you anymore, I'm just not strong enough." Andrew, in (I suspect) an attempt to keep her there even just a few moments longer, says, "You know what the good news is? I win." Crying now, he continues, "I remember the look in your eyes when I told you I was gay. I knew that one day you would stop loving me. So. Here we are. I was right. I win." Bree stares at him for a moment, and you can tell she's thinking this is the last time she's ever going to see him. Then she says, "Well, good for you," in a tired voice that speaks volumes about how empty she is of the kind of care that it takes to explain why she did what she did. She gets into the car and drives off. Andrew wanders out into the road, and she looks back at him in her rearview, crying now. Wow. Lots of people on the boards seemed to think that Andrew is just putting on an act here, out of fear of suddenly having to fend for himself sans trust fund, but after watching the scene a few times, I can't shake the feeling that he's really, finally sad -- that he's been so caught up with his revenge fantasies that he hasn't been able to see past their outcome, see how broken they might leave him. How Bree might very likely kick him out, and he doesn't have a trust fund anymore to pad the landing. I've known people who do that -- try to bring on suspected rejection that might not otherwise have come without their urging. Anyway, bravo Shawn! And many finger snaps to Marcia. Yay for a tragic scene well played!