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2[CUT TO: EXT. WISTERIA LANE -- NIGHT]
(We pan down on the peaceful Wisteria Lane at night, where everyone is fast asleep in their houses.)
[PAN TO: INT. VAN DE KAMP HOUSE -- NIGHT]
(We pan to BREE lying in bed awake, drumming her fingers.)
NARRATOR: It's astonishing to look back on the world I left behind. I remember it all, every single detail. Like my friend, Bree Van De Kamp.
(Flashback to:MARY ALICE at BREE's house, talking animatedly as BREE walks in with an easy smile, holding a dish in her hands.)
NARRATOR: I remember the easy confidence of her smile.
(Cut to:BREE standing at the head of the table, where REX, PAUL and MARY ALICE are sitting. They watch as she drizzles some alcohol over a dish, and lights it on fire.)
NARRATOR: the gentle elegance of her hands.
MARY ALICE: Wow.
(Cut to:MARY ALICE and PAUL leaving, as they say their goodbyes at the front door.)
NARRATOR: the refined warmth of her voice.
BREE: Bye.
NARRATOR: But what I remember most about Bree?
BREE: Rex, wasn't that a lovely?(Her smile fades as she sees REX walking off, completely ignoring what she's saying.)
NARRATOR: was the look of fear in her eyes.
(End of flashback. Resume present)
NARRATOR: Bree had started to realize her world was unravelling, and for a woman who despised loose ends, that was unacceptable.
(BREE looks at the clock, which reads 5:35 am. She gets out of bed, and goes downstairs. We see her wearing a robe, bending over REX, sleeping downstairs on the couch. She shakes him awake.)
BREE: Rex, Rex! You need to get up!
REX: It's not even light out.
BREE: Please hurry, if the kids see you sleeping down here, they're gonna start asking questions. (takes REX's blanket off him.)
REX: Let'em ask, I don't care anymore.
BREE: Well, I care. (pulls his pillow out from underneath his head.) They don't need to be burdened with our marital problems, and if we're working things out, the least we could do is try to keep up appearances.
REX: (rolls his eyes) Oh yeah, appearances. I keep forgetting about appearances.
BREE: Oh Rex, you look so tired.
REX: Ah, I didn't sleep. This damn thing is so uncomfortable.
BREE: Well, why don't you move back upstairs and sleep in our bed?
REX: We're in marriage counselling, Bree, I think that would confuse things.
BREE: It's just-I miss you.
REX: I know you do. Of course, if I don't get some sleep pretty soon, I'll be forced to move back upstairs out of sheer exhaustion.
