So when we next see Carlos and Gabby, the boat is docked again, and it's dark. Victor's gone. Carlos is stressing about how they can't prove they killed Victor in self-defense, and it's not going to look good that the two of them were on the boat together and Victor didn't come back. Gabby says that maybe nobody has to know they were there; she can say Victor went out alone, despondent and on the verge of suicide. Carlos points out that the boat's there with them, and Gabby says they can fix that.

Mike comes home to find Susan sitting on the steps, holding his stash. She calls him a drug addict and a liar, and he says he can explain. He says he didn't want to tell her he was back on the stuff because he didn't want her to feel guilty. Oh, here it comes. He says that he wrenched his shoulder putting in Mrs. McCluskey's water heater, and the doctor told him to take some time off work the same day he found out Susan was pregnant. And ever since, he keeps hearing about all the stuff they're going to need, like $10,000 preschool. Oh, and don't forget that D&G suit he had to buy for the new neighbor because Susan is a moron. I brought that up, not Mike. He says he wants his son to have the advantages he never had. Susan says the baby just needs a healthy father. So Mike dumps the pills down the kitchen drain. Good enough for Susan, even though Mike doesn't run the garbage disposal or even the water after them. They're just sitting down there in the trap, as though waiting for some drug-addicted plumber to go back in after them.

Mary Alice starts rambling about deception, and how you find it in the best homes. "Parents rely on it when dealing with inquisitive children," as Katherine and Dylan chill at home. "Women use it to help keep secrets big and small," as Bree throws away a pregnancy pad. "Lovers need it to cover up inconvenient accidents," as Gabby and Carlos watch Victor's boat steam unmanned into the night. Mary Alice concludes that deception gets us what we're looking for, as Mike gets up while Susan sleeps, and goes after the trap of the kitchen drain to get his pills back. Sorry, Susan. You should have realized that an addict is one thing, but an addict plumber who uses the plumbing to "get rid of" his junk is another.