The Russian is Coming! Desperate Housewives Spoilers, Scoops

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After a brief hiatus, Desperate Housewives returned with a new episode night. The installment centered around around Julie Benz's stripper and you can relive its best quotes now.

But enough about the past.

What can fans expect from the show going forward? Korbi Ghosh of Zap2It recently answered a few questions on that topic and we've summarized the spoilers below:

  • Preston will return from Europe with Russian fiancee that's 10 years older than him. Lynette won't exactly be psyched when he asks for her grandmother's engagement ring.
  • Ana will leave for NYC after Gabrielle sets her up with an apartment there, in order go get here away from Danny. But will he follow?
  • Angie has been keeping a major secret from her son. We'll learn about it shortly.
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Desperate Housewives Quotes

Let's find something fun-size for me to enjoy.

Renee

Preston: We don't want to get spanked.
Porter: Yeah, we promise we'll be good.
Lynette: Too late, you stole and then you lied. Even worse, you made me look bad in front of Mrs. McCluskey, who you know is mommy's sworn enemy. Time to pick your poison. How 'bout a belt? It's a classic... Well, we could go with the old hickory stick. It's a cliche, but it's pretty effective. I know, we'll go with the spatula. The holes give it less wind resistance; moves faster.
Scavo kids: No! No! No! No!
Lynette: Guys, guys, guys, hey my hands are tied. Thieves get spanked. Just the way it works. Unless...
Porter: Unless what?
Lynette: For a first time offense, if you swear, cross your heart, that you will never, never steal again, and you write Mrs. McCluskey a letter of apology, I will let it slide.
Scavo kids: Okay! Yeh! We swear! Yeh! We swear!
Lynette: Alright, start with Dear Mrs. McCluskey.
Porter: Mommy, why are you smiling?
Lynette: Do you know what physiological warfare means?
Porter: No.
Lynette: Well, too bad for you