The rococo adventures in TV suburbia continue.  Bree has developed a drinking problem which she denies. Her power struggle with her gay son is poignant, she having no idea that her comment condemning him to hell for his sexuality deeply injured him, to the point of rage and revenge. In his blind determination to exact justice, his ruthlessness, he is very much her son. With her drinking, Bree has, for the first time I believe, started lying.