Mary Alice: "Once they’ve suffered a miscarriage, some women sit alone in the dark for hours. They refuse to go out in the light of day, afraid to face the possibility that life will go on. They hold onto reminders of their unborn child and dream of what might have been. Yes, this is how some women react when they've suffered such a loss. Gabrielle Solis was not one of those women."

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Mrs. McClusky: "Oh, the neighborhood watch is a joke. When was the last time any of you went on patrol, huh? Now, I put security lights on my house. I say it's time that we hire professional security."
Lynette: "Well, that sounds expensive."
Mrs. McClusky: "Could you really put a price on your kids' safety? Well, you probably could."

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Carlos: "We never even talked about names. I had my top five all picked out."
Gabrielle: "Honey."
Carlos: "You want to hear 'em?"
Gabrielle: "No, I'm good."
Carlos: "You never thought about names?"
Gabrielle: "Oh, well, it was a little soon for that, don't you think? I mean, how can you name something the size of a walnut?"

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Gabrielle: "We all grieve differently."
Carlos: "You seem to be taking it pretty well."
Gabrielle: "I go shopping, you rip toilets out of the wall. Different strokes."

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Carlos: "I think my tranquilizer's wearing off."
Gabrielle: "Well, let's get you another round."

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George: "I'm sorry, but isn't the damage done?"
Bree: "Well, fortunately, people only read the announcements when there's nothing in the front page, and the headline today was about some catastrophic flood in Sri Lanka."
George: "Oh, so we lucked out."
Bree: "Yes, we did."

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Tom: "Lynette, I can keep my children alive. When you left this morning, there were four. When you came home, there were still four. When you come home and there are only three, then you get to lecture me."

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George: "She's obsessed with me. She still wants me. Wasn't it obvious?"
Bree: "No."

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Hector: "You know, Carlos has your number. He says you're one tough cookie. So tough, you don't have to deal with your feelings. He's a perceptive man."
Gabrielle: "He thought I was cheating with two gay guys. Are you sure you want to go with perceptive?"

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Lynette: "Hey, Stu. You busy?"
Stu: "No, just updating my blog."

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Tom: "Why aren't they running away?"
Lynette: "Well…"
Tom: "This is not the time to be smug. Clearly our sons are idiots."

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Gabrielle: "You're not gonna kill me?"
Hector: "I hadn't planned on it. Besides, if I was gonna kill you, I wouldn't use a balloon. It would take too long."

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Gabrielle: "This is stupid. I didn't even want this baby."
Hector: "Yeah."
Gabrielle: "And I would've been a terrible mother."
Hector: "If you say so."
Gabrielle: "If it was a boy, I was gonna name it Charlie."
Hector: "Yeah?"
Gabrielle: "And a girl, Aurora."
Hector: "Those are nice names."
Gabrielle: "Thank you."

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Mary Alice: "In a world filled with darkness, we all need some kind of light. Whether it's a great flame that shows us how to win back what we've lost, or a powerful beacon intended to scare away potential monsters, or a few glowing bulbs that reveal to us the hidden truth of our past. We all need something to help us get through the night. Even if it's just the tiniest glimmer of hope."