Daddy!
Clara Harris was sentenced to 20 years in prison today...
and the phone lines are going crazy.
Hello, there. Cicero, Indiana, you are live on the air.
Clara Harris did what every scorned woman in America has wanted to do.
That woman does not deserve prison. She deserves a medal.
Come on. She ran over her husband not once, but three times!
She deserves to die.
- Clara Harris needs to fry. - I want you to free Clara Harris.
He could have drove her to it.
This woman just had no sense of self-worth.
David Harris was no innocent victim.
This is what I love: The man is always wrong.
In our society, a woman can plow over her husband...
- She's guilty. - This is what happens when...
Who'll take care of those babies?
- They got the death penalty in Texas... - She shouldn't do one day in jail.
- He deserved to get hit. - He's the father of three children.
Oh, my God! Clara, stop!
Daddy!
You killed my daddy!
- What happened? - Please, sir.
David.
Look what you made me do.
- You killed my daddy! - Talk to me. He's okay.
- You killed my daddy! - No, he's okay.
Come on, tell her, baby. Just tell her.
Just breathe. David, breathe.
Breathe, baby, breathe.
I love you.
The biggest mistake America can make is to laugh at Clara Harris.
Should Clara have run over her husband because he cheated?
- Oh, baby. - Of course not.
Do I understand why she wanted to?
You bet your ass I do.
That was a good one.
Here you go.
Clara Harris isn't some wacko.
She isn't stupid, funny, sick, or insane.
Clara is just like the revolving door of suburban women...
who visit my office every single day.
Before all this madness, she was simply a wife, a mama...
- I have a 9:00. ... an orthodontist.
My name is Joan.
- And your last name? - Just Joan.
- Please fill this out. - Thanks.
Can I borrow your pen?
- Sure. Here you are. - Thanks.
- Business is booming. Must be a full moon. - Must be.
How could anybody cheat on a pretty little thing like that?
Cute's got nothing to do with it, Jesse.
Sometimes the cuter they are, the more they get cheated on. That's why we're here:
You, me, and Blue Moon.
We're here to give them back their powers. Say, "Yeah!"
Power to nail the lying, two-timing, good for nothing, sons of...
Come on in.
- I think my husband is cheating on me. - Of course he is, darling.
Come sit over here, honey.
- It's Joan, right? - Yes, ma'am.
- I'm Bobbi. - I'm Jesse James. I'm her assistant.
Of course he's cheating, honey.
He's probably cheating for sure. I'll give you the straight poop on men.
They feel it's their biological duty to procreate. Spread that seed.
There's no loyalty, only self-indulgence.
Would you like a cookie?
- My mama made them. - Here, have two of them.
Now, let me ask you a question.
It's okay. Bobbi always asks this question.
Do you really want to know the truth?
Because I'm gonna find out the truth and it ain't gonna be sugarcoated.
- I want to know. - Good.
No, Mr. Caine, Texas law is very clear on this.
If your wife is cheating, then you'll get the kids, the house, and the big-screen TV.
See, Mike, did I tell you or did I tell you?
- You mean, he really gets the TV? - He cashes in but you have to prove it.
You can't just point a finger and make her guilty.
- I'll need to tail the cheating little tramp. - $65 an hour, four-hour minimum.
Do you spell your name with a "C" or a "K"?
C-A-I-N-E. I want you to follow her tonight.
They're going out. Probably to a hotel.
Or maybe they'll just stop by the side of the highway and do their business.
Do we know who your wife's shacking up with?
Lisa. Pam's having an affair with Lisa Singer.
- My wife. - Your wife?
- Good Lord. - Well, ex-wife.
We're just recently divorced. Right after I dropped the $5,000 on her boob job.
I'll bet Pam can't wait to get her hands on those puppies.
It's all the same to me. I'm an equal opportunity DI.
Domestic Investigator.
Mr. Caine, if your wife is cheating with your wife...
Blue Moon will make them pay.
- There you are. - Thank you, sweetheart.
- Mind if I take one of these? - Help yourself.
- You want one, buddy? - No.
- It's free, buddy. - For God's sake!
- My name is Singer. Lisa Singer. - Thank you.
I'm ready for this.
I mean, I'm very excited to get back to work. Ten years is a long time.
I don't have any computer experience, but my kids have one.
And I'm going to practice. I'm going to be so dedicated to this job.
Roberto's bite is slowly shifting...
causing some pressure on the joint right here, am I right?
So we're going to need a surgical procedure to correct the bite.
Dr. Clara, how much will this cost?
Well, the procedure's fairly new.
So new, in fact, that Roberto would be an experimental case.
And I couldn't possibly charge you.
- Thank you. - You've been a good patient.
You get something from the treasure box. I'll see you folks soon.
- Thank you. - Thank you, Doctor.
Did I mention that I need Tuesday afternoons off?
It's for soccer.
My son, he's a goalie, and he's not really very good, but I like to encourage him.
- I'm sorry, but... - He doesn't really have to play.
- This isn't gonna work out. - But I...
I'm sorry. Thanks for coming in.
Great.
Four years of college, 10 years of raising kids.
I can't get a job at a Shoe Carnival.
I'm sorry. I'm just kind of... I'm a mess.
I know that people get divorced in this country every day.
I'm just not really very good at it.
It can't be all that bad.
- Mrs. Singer, can you... - It's Lisa.
- Can you answer the phone, Lisa? - Yeah, I could do that.
- I could answer the phone. - Good.
Great, thank you. Sorry.
Bye.
We're not the Red Cross, Clara.
David made it very clear: No more free procedures.
Sheila, that child is in pain.
Mr. Rodriguez knew exactly what he was doing.
He was working the bleeding-heart Colombian.
- Please, I'm more American than you are. - He was taking advantage.
So? What if he was?
When you've got a family to take care of, you do whatever you have to.
Did you forget to eat again? Here you go.
Don't tell David about Rodriguez.
Should you really be eating that?
- When do the boys finish tae kwon do? - I'll pick them up.
Don't worry about it, I'm gonna leave early to get Amy from the airport.
Root canal.
Reschedule. I wanna be there when she gets off the plane.
- I already rescheduled once. - It's too much. You do the root canal.
I'll call Amy, prepare for a cab, pick up the boys...
and have dinner ready by the time you get home.
There you go, David. Clara's got it all figured out.
Lucas, I really want him to have braces.
Tell Derek if he wants to be a stand-up comedian, he needs straight teeth.
- The one that rides a motorcycle. - He'll listen to you.
- He was looking at me a lot last time. - No, I won't worry. I know you will.
- I'm serious. Okay. Bye-bye. - Love you, too. Bye.
Was that Lucas?
- I just love him. - He's wonderful.
- Do you think he'd cheat on you? - Oh, yeah, honey. Listen, give him time.
- We have action. - Lisa Singer.
39-year-old mama of three.
Overcame some kind of weird childhood limp.
She was a high-school cheerleader and a Miss Houston, Texas, contestant.
Lisa's recently divorced, an avid churchgoer.
She just got hired as a receptionist at a local dentist office.
An alleged lesbian.
- Get a picture of her shoes. - Footprints?
No, I want a pair like that for my new pink sundress.
Pam Caine.
32-year-old mama of two. Snow skier, churchgoer.
Born into a working family, then...
Then inherited, my goodness, $3 million.
Let's put a little check mark by that.
- Do you really think they're lesbians? - Jesse, I'm not one to judge...
but if the shoe fits, I say nail the lying, cheating lesbians.
That's right, honey. Wave bye-bye to Mama.
Because when this divorce happens...
you babies are gonna be tugged and pulled in all different directions.
"Who do you love the most: Mama or Daddy?
"Want to live with Daddy? Daddy's got the swimming pool. "
No matter where you end up, sweetheart, life will never be the same again.
Divorce damages everybody.
Bobbi, I think you should make a phone call.
- That's right. I got you. - Did you see?
Amy, welcome home.
- Are you going to stay all summer? - Yeah.
What happened to my room?
Tanner, I told you she'd notice.
The boys sort of took over. We moved you across the hall. I hope that's okay, sweetie?
- That's fine. - Watch out.
It's J.T.
Oh, my goodness! Look at you, karate boy.
- You've gotten so big. - Show her.
- Did you miss me? - No.
No? You didn't miss me? Well, I missed you.
"You want a vacation?
"Go fly up and take it.
"I'll sit on your egg, and I'll try not to break it. "
"And I meant what I said, and I said what I meant.
"An elephant faithful, 100%."
Give me five! Yes, sirree.
Hi, baby.
- Your mom smells good enough to eat. - What does she smell like, Daddy?
She smells like pepperoni pizza.
Sausage. Lots of cheesy cheese.
And a frog.
Clara, honey...
did you tell Mr. Rodriguez that we would eat the cost of his kid's procedure?
- Dad? - Boo Boo!
Hey, baby, welcome home.
My girl.
This afternoon, I hired a new receptionist.
J.T., take the elbows off the table, honey. It's rude. Thank you.
- What's her name, Daddy? - Rebecca Singer.
But she goes by Lisa.
She just went through a rough divorce. She's completely broke. Can you imagine?
Take your fingers out of your mouth and eat more.
I'll bet she's super nice.
She just needs somebody to give her a break.
- That's way generous of you, Dad. - Just try one string bean.
You know, it felt good.
- She sounds like a charity case. - You're right. She's not perfect.
They can't all be perfect, Clara.
- I guess I'll meet her next week then. - That's right. Your internship starts.
David, it's her summer vacation. She doesn't have to work.
You, young lady, do not listen to your daddy.
You are going to go to band camp. I'll write you a check.
Writing checks, the answers to everything.
Thanks, Clara, but this summer I thought I'd stick around here...
pitch in, be with you guys.
Besides, I really want to be an orthodontist.
Yeah?
Jeez! Okay, that's it. It's bath time. Come on.
- You need some help? - No, honey, I'll get it. I got it.
David? Honey, I need you.
Can you give me J. T.'s blanky?
- Hey, Boo Boo. - Hey.
I guess Clara's sleeping with the boys again?
That's good, you know.
Boys being so close to their mom.
Yeah, I think so.
- Nice. Good work, Bobbi. - Of course it is. I'm the best.
We were wondering. Could you be a little more explicit in your report?
If we're going to use this in court, we're going to need more interaction.
You want any extra foam on that?
- You mean, more touching? - Right.
Just like that, right?
Like in the dressing room, could you say...
my wife leaned over...
and slid her hand between Lisa's thighs?
You mean, like this?
Yeah, that's good.
And maybe something like this?
Mr. Caine, you do understand that men and women are different.
That women sometimes like to kiss and hug and carry on...
and they have absolutely no intention of having sex.
Right.
I take the cheating business very seriously, Mr. Caine.
And it doesn't take a private investigator that's first class, like me...
to know that y'all have an agenda.
So whatever that is, you need to take it someplace else.
Now, hold on.
Blue Moon doesn't play your dirty little games.
If someone's cheating in that marriage, it ain't Pam Caine.
I'm keeping the pictures.
No, I will not be flexible on the issue.
I gave up the house, he gave up the kids.
What do you mean, legally? Legally, I'm their mother.
I got to go, okay? I'll call you back.
Hi. Oh, gosh.
- You're not having a good week. - Try a good year.
- You don't have to get that. - That's all right.
- That was my lunch. - I'll buy you lunch.
You must think I'm always this pathetic.
Looks like you're trying to do everything by yourself. You could use help.
Yeah, mental help.
Does our medical cover that: Commitment to a psych ward?
It's okay to ask for help, Lisa. It just means you're human, that's all.
You're human.
Morning, Dr. Harris.
- Those things will kill you. - So they say.
Smile. Big smile.
Oh, my goodness, you are so clean.
You smell good.
"I'll stay on this egg and I won't let it freeze.
"I meant what I said and I said what I meant. "
"An elephant faithful, 100%."
"So poor Horton sat there the whole winter through... "
Infidelity is a virus spreading since the beginning of time.
It lives in our tree-lined neighborhoods, in our office buildings...
our churches, coffee shops, and YMCAs.
David, I need you. Come here.
Come here and hold me.
There are certain moments that define your entire life.
Moments when a shock goes through your body.
And although you don't understand it yet, you know...
from this point forward, nothing will ever be the same again.
News flash: It ain't real.
On the outside you might be Soccer Mom of the Year, but on the inside...
it's all you can do to hold it together. Keep up the image.
All across America, families are hiding behind the same mask...
of baseball practice, Girl Scout cookies, Harry Potter sequels...
and $15 Yu-Gi-Oh! Cards.
Truth is, we're all living in fear and hiding behind our SUVs.
One of these days, the other shoe's gonna drop, honey.
It's going to drop.
- Hi. - Hi.
Here we go. We're all set.
- Do you have a pen, please? - Yes, I do. Here you go.
How are we feeling?
- It hurts. - Yeah.
- What time is the soccer game, honey? - About 2:00 on Saturday.
- Who are you playing? - The Cougars.
If we beat them, we're in the playoffs.
Mom, can I go to the park?
What?
Yeah. Oh, my! Look at you.
Derek, go to your room.
Man, you're fantastic.
Mama, I'm getting married.
Doesn't Cassie look beautiful?
Mom?
Sweetheart, we could not be happier. Isn't that right, Bobbi?
I told you she wouldn't like it.
I figured since it was your first wedding dress, it'd be perfect.
That dress is jinxed.
- Figures. - Cassie, wait.
She's gonna ruin this. She's just dying to ruin this!
Mom's got three kids and we all got different dads. What did you expect?
- Tim would never cheat. - Cassie, your own dad's a cheater.
I know you love him, and Rick's a great guy and all that...
but he still cheated on Mom.
Just like every other jerk she's been with.
Don't worry, you can still call it off. You know Mom's right.
You know in your heart it will never last.
There are still some people in this world that believe in marriage.
Whatever.
But I love him.
Does anybody in this family even care that I love him?
- You want a double-chocolate muffin? - And how much is that?
May I have one to go?
I thought he was happy.
I'm happy. I'm damn blissful.
Pete is happy, Joan.
He loves you. The two are completely separate issues.
My PI was right. Marriage is a big sham.
- How old is she? - Twenty-two.
She's the towel girl at the 24 Hour Fitness.
For weeks, Pete was complaining:
"Why aren't our towels as white as the towels at the gym?"
And then one day, not another word about towels.
That's when I knew.
- I guess I have to leave him. - I would.
- No way. - Brenda.
You'll just have to win him back.
Women's Club. Same time every Tuesday.
When was the last time you and Pete had a date?
We went to Tiffany's soccer game on Friday night.
A date, Joan. High heels, tight skirt, pretending to be the maid?
Joan is a grownup, not a Barbie doll. She has real-life responsibilities.
- Pete needs to suck it up and be a man. - Says a woman twice divorced.
Look, Joan, is Pete being a prepubescent jerk? Yes.
He's a man in his 40s. What do you expect?
You're the one who will have to change. I don't like it, but I work within the system.
- Maybe you're right. - Of course I'm right.
You need to spend less time with the kids and more time in the sack.
You smell good enough to eat.
All that hot, warm syrup.
Cherries.
How could Mike not appreciate this body?
I'd never get tired of this foot, knee...
or this little spot right here.
I love you.
I don't know what I'm supposed to tell her. Her own father left me.
And the next two-faced liar I met, Bo...
slept with my best friend when I was in the hospital.
In the hospital, Lucas, having surgery on my right ovary. Cassie knows this.
She knows I found that slut's library card sitting next to my birth control pills.
Like Karen's ever read a book in her life.
Cassie remembers how her mama struggled.
Remembers all four of us crammed in that stinky one-bedroom apartment.
- The one with the all them red ants. - And that creepy neighbor.
He was a pervert.
Registered and everything. I looked him up.
I'm just trying to protect her. She's my baby girl.
Can I get some help over here, y'all?
Hello?
Miss Bacha, you're gonna have to hold on. I've got a situation here.
Why are you arguing with me, anyway?
- I didn't say nothing, Bobbi. - But you're thinking it.
The way your first marriage ended, I don't know how you can be like that.
- Like what? - So damn trusting.
Because I know you. I know what's in here.
Hello? I'm looking for Maser. Tim Maser with an "M." Parking tickets.
You got to wait.
Breaking and entering, theft, murder, anything.
- So make her parking tickets go away. - Jenny!
This man thinks he's going to marry my daughter.
- Cassie? - Yes.
All right, everyone, you heard the woman. Chop, chop.
- We got to dig up some dirt on this guy. - Maser, Tim.
I'll help you.
I think my husband is cheating on me.
Honey, he's not the first man to double dip. You sure we haven't met?
It's just a feeling. Probably all in my mind.
- I swear I'm going crazy. - You look so familiar to me.
She's lost weight.
My stomach hurts all of the time. Nerves.
Honey, that's not nerves. That's intuition. And that's a blessing.
Do you know when women suspect their husband of cheating...
they're right 85% of the time? Men are only right 50%.
Oh, my God! It's the Lucky at League City.
- No. - No?
- How do I know if my husband is cheating? - The wife's the last to know.
The co-workers know, the mailman knows, the dog knows.
But not the wife, because it could be right there...
underneath your pretty little nose, but you don't wanna see it.
Signs of cheating. Number one:
Changes in personal appearance. Is hubby working out?
Shopping at The Gap? Suddenly strutting around like Mr. Sexy?
Changes in phone habits. Sneaking off to make calls.
Hiding the bills.
Computer obsession.
Ask yourself, honestly, is hubby spending every waking moment...
logged on, so to speak?
Hi, honey.
Sexual changes.
From complete lack of interest to the bastard wanting sex now.
New positions. Role-playing. Foreplay with condiments.
It's really not funny.
And my personal favorite is blaming the wife.
Pointing out all your little faults.
Leaving you to feel like you're the one with the problem.
Do you just back into things and not look where you're going?
Look at that. That's a serious... You know how much that's gonna cost?
- Maybe you'd be better off in a Chevy. - David, I work hard for my car.
A Mercedes was the first thing that let me know that I accomplished something.
I love my Mercedes.
You should hire Bobbi, too. Get some great stuff on Mike.
You'll need it when your custody fight gets ugly.
I don't want to fight with him anymore. I want to be boring for a while.
- I want to live a modest, uneventful life. - What?
I met somebody.
Does this woman look familiar to you?
No.
And then he took me to a show. Can you believe it?
And this has been going on for months?
Yeah. I couldn't tell you because...
- he's married. - He's married?
But he hasn't been in love with his wife for a long time.
I mean, he's only staying with her because of the kids.
They have kids?
Well, three, but one of them is from his first wife.
He says he loves me, Pam.
I'm human. Okay? It's okay to be human.
You won't win this one, Lisa.
- Hey, Boo Boo. - Hi.
- I don't believe it. Not him. - It's true.
And it's poisoning the entire office.
I'm telling you, after a day of watching them, I go home physically sick.
You've seen the way she bends to pick up a pencil at the waist instead of the knees...
like any decent woman.
- He has lost weight. - He's drinking Slim-Fast for lunch.
Slim-Fast? Really?
- Does she know? - No. And I'm not gonna tell her.
David Harris, last person I ever thought would cheat on his wife.
Yeah.
Hey, Boo Boo.
Why don't you come in and keep me company?
You know, you could afford liposuction, Dad.
God, I can't believe you use this stuff.
It makes you look all orange.
I listened to this music when I was 12.
I know you're sleeping with Lisa, Daddy.
Kiddo, you don't buy into that office gossip?
Not my smart girl.
Dad, admit it.
Would you please just admit it?
I taught you about loyalty.
I fought tooth and nail with your mother for your custody.
Me. Good old Dad.
And I am not the kind of man who would hurt my family.
Now, I am disappointed in you for even thinking it.
I'm hurting.
Oh, my God. Daddy, you're lying.
Lying right to my face!
Oh, my God!
- Keep your voice down. - How could you cheat, Daddy?
How could you cheat on Clara?
Get out of my house.
Clara, honey, patients are waiting.
You know, Lisa hasn't shown up in four days.
I guess whatever she has is contagious.
- How's David? - Fine.
- Are you okay? - Why wouldn't I be?
I fixed the scratch.
The Mercedes the other day, I fixed the scratch...
but now there's a rattle.
Driving to work this morning, it was rattle, rattle, rattle.
I'm sorry.
It's all my fault.
Of course it is, you son of a bitch. I mean, do you love her?
- Do you love me? - I want to come home.
Clara, please. I'll do anything. Clara, look at me.
Do you hear that? That rattle?
Will you take it in?
I can take it in this weekend.
Fine. I'll have dinner ready in an hour.
Spaghetti.
- The casserole is in the oven. - Let's brown it.
Do you want a picture of him, Bobbi?
Let's just sneak on up here and get a little peek at him.
Get your camera ready.
That's him?
Danny Caine, Mr. Hidden Agenda? That's Pam Caine's husband?
That guy hired us six months ago.
We're in it now, so we might as well go for it.
I'm going to nail this deadbeat.
Baby, thanks for letting me come home.
Clara told us everything.
So when Clara called, your mother and I knew what we had to do.
You are our son. Clara is our daughter.
- We'll get through this together. - It's over with that woman.
- Of course it's over. - Isn't it, David?
You married a beauty queen, David. Miss Colombia Houston.
You married up, Son. Everyone knows you married up.
My son has committed a terrible sin...
against you, Clara, and you, Amy.
Against those innocent little boys.
Against his own mother and father.
And against the Lord, our God.
If God can forgive us...
then we should forgive the mistakes of our loved ones.
And it was a mistake, David.
A thoughtless, self-centered mistake...
of a weak man.
You can do better, Son. We all know you can do better.
I forgive you.
She forgives you, Son. Clara forgives you.
And I forgive you.
- Thank you again for supper, Clara. - It was lovely.
I think those Colombian meatballs are my favorite.
First thing tomorrow, you have to fire that home wrecker.
- You haven't fired her yet? - This isn't Lisa's fault.
- She has three children and no way... - Daddy.
Please.
It's dark. You forgot to turn on my nightlight.
Look at this boy.
March right down there. Yes!
- Buddy. - Come here, honey.
Thank you for coming.
David, I'll do it. I'll fire Lisa.
Good night.
Come on, big guy.
And five, six, seven, eight.
Step, two. Step, kick.
Step down and shoulder.
Together. Step one, two, three, four, five, six.
And step up and one, two.
One, two, three, four, and shimmy shake.
And step.
All right, girls, that's it.
Five, six, seven, eight.
One, two, hip up.
Tap one, two. And shimmy shake. Shimmy shake.
That's it. And work it, girl.
Are you coming, Boo Boo?
I changed my mind. I don't want to be an orthodontist.
It's gross.
Could you join me in my office, please?
- She made her bed, so to speak. - You want to get fired?
What? By him? He couldn't fire me if he tried.
Clara owns 51% of the business. She pays his salary.
She may let him strut around like boss man, but make no mistake...
without his wife, David Harris is a big, fat zero.
Sorry.
"I have sinned against you...
"and I have done what you would consider evil. "
"So you are right in judging me...
"you are justified in condemning me. "
"I have been evil from the day I was born. "
"From the time I was conceived... "
"I have been sinful. "
"Wash away all my sin and I will be clean. "
The word of our Lord.
"Sincerity and truth are what you require...
"fill my mind with your wisdom. "
- I got them. - Thank you.
Nice to see you, ladies.
I'll give you a call.
Clara, God's grace is with you.
- Kiss the children for me. - I will.
Son, don't you worry. The Lord forgives everybody eventually.
Thank you for saying that.
I made dinner reservations for tonight. Just the two of us.
Same place we got married.
Where?
David, at the Bayview.
I like this music.
You've really impressed me, David...
the way you've handled this like a man.
Pastor Paul says, as long as you're completely honest...
we can survive this.
He says that it is your job to answer the tough questions.
You owe it to me, to the marriage, to confess everything.
- Pastor Paul... - This is where we did it.
Can you believe I brought her here? The same place we were married?
Pastor Paul says we should confess our sins. Let the confessing begin.
Make a list, will you, honey?
Cheated on Clara. Cheated on Lisa.
Here. Clara:
Controlling.
Go ahead.
Lisa: She likes for me to make the decisions.
Let's see. Clara spends too much money.
Lisa's broke, but she's not afraid to ask for help.
She likes for a man to take care of her.
Lisa is tiny, or petite.
Clara is a big...
- thick person. - Fat.
You had a great body when we were married. You just got to work out a little.
Clara has pretty eyes.
Well, they are. They're beautiful, honey. They are.
Lisa, her body's fit.
Lisa's body fits perfectly next to my body when we sleep.
You hold her?
All night long.
You never hold me like that, David.
Never.
Right now, you're old news.
You're the same face Pete's woken up next to for 12 years.
What's wrong with my face?
- Nothing. - Crow's feet.
I had my eyes done when Jim went through his phase.
A little liposuction. A little breast enlargement.
You don't want to pay less than $5,000, believe me, or you'll look like it.
So I should mutilate my body to make my husband happy?
- No. - Yes. Women are stronger than men.
You suck it up, Joan. Do what you have to.
You're in a life-and-death fight for your family.
You don't have the luxury of pride.
This may come in handy. Good luck.
It's the baton twirler.
I can't prove it yet, but your husband's shacking up with the baton twirler.
- It can't be. She's my friend. - I know, sweetie.
We met her and her husband.
- What is it? - Danny and I...
we met Shannon in Lamaze class.
- It's okay. - What am I gonna do?
You are gonna lay in bed and you're gonna cry your little eyes out.
Then you're gonna get up...
you're gonna put on a smile and go find those babies.
And you're gonna tell them, "Mama's here and everything is fine and dandy. "
But he's already filed for divorce. He wants the house, the cars.
He thinks I'm having an affair with a woman.
- I have never cheated on my husband. - I know that.
- But he'll win anyway? - No, he won't.
- He'll take my kids. - I won't let him.
- I'll fight with you as long as it takes. - It is too late.
He has pictures.
Oh, my.
Who would take pictures like that?
We took those pictures, Jesse. We're knee-deep into this.
Let me see that camera. Hurry up.
- Jesse, what's the matter with you? - I'm sorry.
Sorry doesn't cut it. Not for Pam Caine. Hand me the binoculars.
Jesse, you never get over something like this. Never.
Go see if the camera's broken.
Mr. Rodriguez has had this appointment for weeks.
Sheila, I did it. I was selfish. I was self-involved.
I practically invited that woman into my house.
You can't abandon them. They don't have any money.
I did this and I'm gonna do something about it because I have a list.
Clara, please. If you quit, where were they going to go?
I'm gonna win my husband back.
- Hi, Miss... - Not now.
- Clara, what are you doing? - Old lady's clothing.
Boring!
You wanna go shopping?
Isn't this great?
You know, this doesn't look very comfortable.
They are.
It's like you're wearing nothing.
Only thing worse than being lied to and cheated on...
is what you're reduced to.
What makes you sick to your stomach is your own demoralizing behavior.
The paranoia, the obsessing, the dirtiness of it all...
is enough to make you crazy. It will make you damn crazy.
The liposuction will only remove 4 to 5 pounds...
but the difference will seem much more dramatic.
What about my breasts?
Can you make them look fuller?
Sure.
I've been thinking...
you know, about you and Daddy.
You know, you guys love each other so much.
Amy, not now, okay? Daddy's going to be home any minute.
Maybe I can help, you know.
You just need to communicate.
See this book? It talks about all the different stages of forgiveness.
- You know, they say that's very important. - Thank you, sweetie.
Daddy's home. How do I look?
You look great.
Thank you.
Do you like it?
Yeah.
I got some strawberries.
Do you want me to say things? Dirty things?
Is that what you want?
How does she touch you? Does she touch you like this?
Does she let you, you know...
- Would you like me to try that? - Don't talk, Clara.
I will try it for you, David.
It might excite me. You excite me, David.
See how we fit?
I can hold you all night, David.
- I hate it, Clara. - I love it.
- Oh, my gosh, y'all! It's beautiful. - Wait. Hold that up higher, honey.
- Got it. - Thanks, Mama. I love it.
- You're welcome. - I told her it's from both of us.
- Oh, my. - You need some scissors?
No, I'll get them.
You hate all men!
- Cassie, honey. - Did you find anything, Mama?
Did you find a tiny scrap of garbage to help make you feel better?
Cassie, honey, I was gonna tell you that he checked out.
- You know your mama. - Are you sure about that?
I mean, maybe she missed something.
Maybe she didn't dig deep enough.
Because there's no way that Tim could love me for the rest of my life.
- Cassie, honey, listen... - No.
There's no way that being married...
could be the best thing that ever happens to me.
And you know what, Mama, I'm going to be happy...
even if it kills you.
Papa dead! Papa's broken. Okay, here we go.
Ladies and gentlemen, here we go. No.
J.T. Harris, ladies and gentlemen.
The pressure's on, sir, for you to be defending champion.
- Do you have any comment whatsoever? - No.
No, he doesn't have any comment! He doesn't have anything to say.
You, sir, do you have anything to say on your brother's desire to speak to me?
- You did it! - No!
See, with cheating comes lying.
And lying and lying some more.
Every single lie out of your mouth does a little more damage to you.
Lunch.
Until one day you wake up, and you don't know who you are anymore.
Listen, I made dinner plans tonight...
with Lisa.
It's no big deal. We're just gonna go to Perry's.
I have to set some things right with her. "Make amends," like Pastor Paul said.
It's only dinner, Clara. I promise.
You understand, don't you?
Yes.
I love you.
What?
I think my husband is cheating on me.
I'm sorry to hear that, honey.
With our receptionist. Ex-receptionist.
Lisa. What was her real name, Amy?
Rebecca Singer.
- He's taking her out to dinner tonight. - Perry's Steakhouse.
Yeah. Perry's cuts their pork chops extra thick...
just the way that David likes it.
I thought that maybe you could go there and spy on him.
Listen in on his conversation. He said it was a friendly dinner.
No way. Not a chance. Tell them, Bobbi.
- Let's not jump to any conclusions. - What?
Do you have a picture of the receptionist?
No, but she has blonde hair, like Clara.
Like Mom's.
Yeah, well, she's thinner than me...
and she's prettier.
Is this your daughter? She's so pretty.
Yeah. That's my oldest daughter, Cassie.
She's getting married.
A wedding. You must be so excited.
Yeah. We are.
We really are.
Now, how long has this scumbag been sneaking around?
We've known about it for a couple of weeks.
Clara can't sleep, she can't eat.
I'm worried about you, Mom.
We'll get even for y'all. Won't we, Bobbi?
We'll nail that lying, cheating bastard to the wall.
We'll rake him over the coals. And when we're done with David Harris...
he'll wish he never stepped foot outside your bedroom door.
- Do you love him, Clara? - What's love got to do with anything?
Do you really love him?
He's my family.
I just want my family back.
Then go home.
Go home and close your eyes. This will all play itself out.
But, Bobbi...
There's nothing I can find out that's gonna make you feel better.
Knowing the truth will only hurt. And hurt and hurt some more.
You'll end up back where you are...
which is still in love with the man you married.
Go home.
I can't.
Get some rest now, Clara, okay?
I'll call you first thing in the morning with my report.
- Can't you call me tonight? - Okay, tonight after the dinner.
Amy, you take her home. Stay there until you hear from me.
- No, I'll call you. - No, Clara, you won't.
No communication with me when I'm on the job.
No interference of any kind, or we back off the investigation entirely.
It's for our own protection. Catching somebody in the act of cheating...
- Well, things can get complicated. - We understand.
- Thank you. - Go home.
- Thank you so much. - You're welcome.
It's not that simple, Jesse.
When you love somebody, it's just not that simple.
Well, I'm gonna go and get the new camera.
You know, I don't need you tonight. I need my husband.
Lucas, I need your help.
- What? - Nothing. I love you.
Here he comes. Are you ready?
Could all this be just one big coincidence, Lucas?
Danny Caine hires me to follow Pam Caine.
He brings along Mike Singer.
And then Pam Caine hires me to follow Danny Caine...
and she brings along Lisa Singer. Only, Lisa isn't my client.
And I don't make the connection because of the whole C-A-I-N-E, K-A-N-E thing.
And then, finally, Clara Harris hires me to follow David Harris...
who's cheating with none other than Lisa Singer.
Maybe it is just one big coincidence. I just don't know anymore.
Don't know, darling.
No, remember what Bobbi said. No interference.
I have to find them, Amy.
No, wait, Mom. Wait till Bobbi calls. Please!
Well, we know he ain't going to Perry's Steakhouse.
I can't get it to work. I can't hear a thing.
- Are they still talking? - Yeah.
It's going to work out for us. We're going to be together, Lisa.
I've got it all arranged so Clara won't have to know.
That's it?
That's your big announcement? That's what you wanted to tell me?
Well, what did you expect? For me to say I'd leave Clara for you?
Yeah. I did.
I just did.
Sleep with me. Just tonight.
I'm afraid to go home.
Is she smiling or...
Have you seen what I've turned her into? My daughter.
My brilliant, talented, grown-up daughter hates me.
No, she's ashamed of me.
I have six dental practices.
I employ 50 people. I put bread on their tables.
I work seven days a week...
to build something my mom and dad could be proud of.
Now it's meaningless. Overshadowed, negated by David's mortal sin.
- Maybe I should go. - You have to understand.
When I first met Clara, I never imagined I would ever...
Back then, her accent was so strong, she'd say, "David. "
That was the only thing she'd say that I could understand.
But still she'd talk and she'd talk...
and I'd watch her. I could watch her forever.
I used to look at her...
and think I had more respect for this woman than anyone I have ever known.
Have you seen what I've turned her into?
So it would be easier to be with me?
I love you.
I love you, Lisa.
- Might as well dance. - I suppose.
Bobbi, where is he?
Where is David?
Clara, you know I can't tell you that.
Clara, I want you to go home and wait for me to call you.
Thank you.
- That's not good. - It's not good.
- Let's go out to the car. - Yep, let's go.
Save me.
Daddy!
You bitch!
He's my husband!
Stop it!
- No! - He's my husband! You bitch!
Let her go! Stop it! Clara, stop it!
I hate you, Daddy!
- Help him! - Oh, my God!
Oh, my God!
There they are.
Today in Houston, 44-year-old Clara Harris was arraigned on murder charges...
of her husband, David Harris.
New testimony will be provided by Harris' 17-year-old stepdaughter, Amy.
...first-degree murder, which could result in a sentence...
Such a nice couple. We really thought they'd make it.
I thought so. We prayed for them.
Why did all of America become so obsessed with the Clara Harris story?
Because it happened to a middle-class, dual-income, respectable family.
Because it happened in the suburbs, where good people like you and me live.
Because if a sickness can grow inside the Harris family...
are any of us really immune?
We all know...
Clara received the maximum sentence: 20 years in prison.
David's own parents forgave Clara. They begged the judge for leniency.
The woman prosecutor used this argument to convict:
Why didn't Clara Harris do what every other woman in her situation does?
Take her husband to the cleaners.
Divorce David? Take him to the cleaners?
I'm sorry, but that woman missed the boat entirely.
Clara didn't want a divorce.
Clara Harris was in a life-and-death fight for her family.
Her survival instincts kicked in.
I want you to ask yourself: Would you kill to save your family?
Oh, my!
You ready?
Cassie, what is it?
I can't do this.
I can't do it.
We'll be there in five minutes. How does she look?
Terrible, Mom. She's really upset.
- She's called it off. - I don't understand.
What did she expect?
Well, you done now? Are you about finished?
'Cause, you know, I never bought this whole cynic thing right from the start.
None of this whole "Marriage is a sham, you're better off alone" thing.
I don't buy it. Never did. Not for one minute. But I'll tell you who does.
Your daughter.
The whole world knows you've been cheated on...
by just about everybody you ever believed in. I get it. We all get it.
You can stop sleeping with one eye open right now...
because I am not going anywhere.
I'm right here.
I know.
Sweetheart, I'm right here.
That dress has been hanging in my closet for 20 years.
Every couple of years when I clean my closet out, I think:
"What the hell am I saving this thing for?"
What should I do?
I don't know what you want me to do.
- I don't know what to do! - Cassie.
Honey, listen to me.
You can pack up your heart, and go home, and be your mama's daughter...
or you can close your eyes and just jump right in.
Just jump in.
I know, but I'm scared.
I'm so scared.
Oh, sweetie.
You know what, baby, you might just get it all.
You just might get it all.
I love you, Mama.
I love you so much, Cassie.
Let's get you dressed.
"And they cheered and they cheered more and more.
"They'd never seen anything like it before.
"'My goodness, my gracious,' they shouted.
"'My word! It's something brand-new.
"'It's an elephant bird. '
"And it should be, it should be...
"it should be like that, because Horton was faithful.
"He sat and he sat.
"He meant what he said and he said what he meant.
"And they sent him home happy... "
"One hundred percent. "
So, the sun was shining, the earth was turning...
and my daughter walked into the rest of her life with open arms.
And it finally hit me: Maybe Cassie has it right.
Wouldn't it be something if my daughter has it right?
Bye, sweetie, we love you!
Bye-bye, darling.