So of course Caleb tears the newspaper off his window, and through the freshly exposed glass we see Bree walking over to the Applewrongs' house. Betty's out front, checking the mail, so Bree launches right in: she wants to talk about what happened with Danielle and Matthew. Betty reiterates that she and her son are moving away, so it's no longer a problem. But Bree, freshly swayed by Danielle's tears of power and manipulation, tells Betty that if they try to keep the kids apart, Danielle and Matthew are only going to try all the harder to get together, as is the wont of teens. Betty: "I'll make a deal with you. If you control yours, I'll control mine." Bree laughs uncomfortably, then suggests, "How about some old-fashioned chaperoning? That way they can still see each other, and we won't have to be the villains." Betty says something about how she's not afraid to be a villain when her son's at stake, but Bree isn't listening because she's totally just spotted Caleb looking out at her from the Applewrongs' upstairs window! Bree rather abruptly mentions that she has some "muffins in the oven," then scuttles off down the street, leaving Betty just standing there, looking puzzled.
Cut to Bree, sitting in a room (shed?) filled with piles and piles of newspapers, which somehow seems out of character. Bree doesn't strike me as a compulsive hoarder. Nonetheless, the crazy-person archive comes in handy: Bree unearths the article about the nameless man found breaking into cars along Wisteria Lane. Inside, Bree makes a beeline for the phone. Danielle asks what's wrong, and Bree -- while dialing the phone -- tells Danielle that she's not allowed to go over to the Applewrongs' house ever again, because the man who broke into Gabrielle's and then escaped from the mental hospital is living at their house! Bree's focus returns to the phone just in time to leave an ominous message on Lynette's machine about how there's "big news about the Applewhites," which Bree's going to spill at tonight's poker game. So let me just get this straight: Bree spots the escaped mental patient who caused Gabby's miscarriage, and she phones not the police, but Lynette? Detective Barton, who was more than willing to help with the Applewrong investigation at the end of last episode, seems like a much more likely, and smart, person to call. Oh, Bree.
Cut to Carlos, who is also on the phone. But he's not talking to Bree! (Yet another theme-y juxtaposition that at first glance seems meaningful but really isn't.) Gabby comes downstairs and asks the crestfallen Carlos, "Who was that?" It was Sister Mary Hotpants, calling to report that she's been relocated to Alaska! Gabby, nervously: "You're kidding me, why?" But apparently SMH doesn't know, the "diocese wouldn't even give her a reason." Gabby: "Bah! Vatican politics." Gabby sends Carlos -- who thinks he's "coming down with a migraine" -- up to bed, and then she pulls out the annulments pamphlet and frowns at it.