Bree, wearing a ho-hum green sweater with horrible Grandma Moses scarf shawl, is sitting next to Rex in the hospital. Rex wonders what she's thinking, and it turns out, she's thinking about spring cleaning, surprise. Rex is surprised that she hasn't gotten to that. Oh no, she still has rain gutters to empty and refrigerators to clean underneath and shelf-liners to replace. "And you'll finish off with our wedding silver," Rex says with a smile. Bree, surprised, wonders how he knows that. Rex: "All those years you think I wasn't paying attention, but I was." Bree tells him the reason she always saves the silver for last is that it makes her think of her Aunt Fern. On her wedding day, Bree had told her aunt how happy she was, and her aunt had told her, "even during bad times, to always remember that the best was yet to come." So that's what she does, whenever she polishes the silver: she polishes and thinks of Rex, and the kids, and their life together, and how right Aunt Fern was. Rex looks touched, then he tells Bree that he has some stuff he wants to say before they operate, just in case. Bree assures him that he doesn't have to say anything. Rex: "I'm sorry, for everything I did, for moving out, the infidelity, the...sex stuff." Bree: "It doesn't matter. From here on in, can we just say that we're even?" Rex agrees, and she comes over and sits on edge of the bed. She tells him he's going to come through the operation just fine. Rex asks how she can be so sure? Bree: "Because I told you, the best is yet to come." Bree kisses him tenderly and then puts her head on his chest. ["Maybe having her giant head pressed to his ribcage isn't the best thing for the cardiac patient?" -- Wing Chun] Clearly, Rex is doomed.
Episode Report CardEvany: B+ | 1330 USERS: C+
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