(door bell rings at Gabrielle's house)
Gabrielle: Yeah?
Mrs. McCluskey: Quick, turn on the TV.
Gabrielle: (all dirty and holding out a bat) It's kinda on the fritz.
Mrs. McCluskey: Well, turn on your radio!
Gabrielle: If only, you'd come ten minutes earlier.
Mrs. McCluskey: Some woman is shooting at field's market. She's got hostages!
Gabrielle: Oh, my God!
Mrs. McCluskey: Yeah, we're all watching it over at Bree's house and.... (peaks inside Gabrielle's house and see everything is destroyed)
Mrs. McCluskey: Uh, is everything okay here?
Gabrielle: Yeah, everything is fine. We're just having a little squabble.
(Carlos is coming with a chainsaw.)
Gabrielle: Would you just give us a minute? Carlos, where do you think you're going with that?