Pretty Little Liars (2010–2017): Season 2, Episode 21 - Breaking the Code - full transcript

Previously on
Pretty Little Liars...

Wilden: We have
your daughter on tape

shoplifting
a pair of sunglasses.

Ashley:
I'm taking care of it.

My dad-- is he
your father too?

Who told you?

Melissa
doesn't know either.

How could you not tell her?

We've got to talk
about that interview.

This is a huge
opportunity for you.

Copies of a particular page



of Alison's autopsy
report have been stolen.

This is from a security
camera outside the morgue.

Just making sure you're
in as deep as I am.

She's coming upstairs.

That's Alison, about to
walk in and find them.

- Vivian owes you money?
- Two thousand.

And she had a friend named Alison who
was getting texts from somebody.

- She was looking for someone.
- Who?

I think that
I can find that out,

but I'm going to need you
to trust me... $2,000 worth.

We're giving him all of it?

$2,000 is a lot of money!

Emily, if he can finally
tell me who "A" is,

I would hand over a million.



Yeah, and not
ask for change.

How'd you get
the money so fast?

What? Um...
I have a relative.

Which one?

I promised
that I wouldn't say.

What time did Jonah
say to meet him?

Six, but, um, look, not
all of us are gonna go.

It's just me and Spencer, so we'll
meet up with you afterwards.

Why just you two?

Because I'm the face that he
knows, and she's the bank.

If we crowd him, he's gonna
think something's up.

Something is up.

We're finally gonna find out

who's been torturing us
since Ali's funeral,

and, hello, I kind of
wanna be there for that.

Volume!

Mona: Hey, ladies!

( Unenthused )
Hey.

Okay. Um, Hanna, can I
borrow you for a sec?

Hanna: What's up? - Can you drive
this afternoon, to the mall?

- I thought I had wheels, but
my mom... - Wait, that's today?

Yes!

You said you were gonna help me
pick out something for this party.

Please don't bail on me.

What's the deal? Did something
more important suddenly pop up?

No, no. It's just
my mom wants me home.

Could we do it tomorrow?

Tomorrow is about the accessories.
Forget it.

Look, I'm sorry, Mona.
I totally spaced.

Han? We're gonna
go to lunch.

We'll meet you there.

Don't hold up
your friends, hon.

It's no biggie.
I'll just find someone else.

No, we'll just cut out
after lunch tomorrow.

( Cellphone chimes )

What's up?
Who texted you?

Mona, what's wrong?

Nothing. Some idiot
just got the wrong number.

All right, well,
we'll talk soon, okay?

♪

♪ Got a secret ♪

♪ can you keep it? ♪

♪ swear this one you'll save ♪

♪ better lock it
in your pocket ♪

♪ taking this one
to the grave ♪

♪ if I show you
then I know you ♪

♪ won't tell what I said ♪

♪ 'cause two can keep a secret
if one of them is dead ♪

Afternoon, Ashley.

What do you want?

Well, you're not returning
any of my phone calls.

I need to talk to Hanna.

You ever hear of a doorbell?

I thought you wouldn't
want your neighbors

to see a cop on
your doorstep again.

- What's he doing here?
- Hey, Hanna.

I just have some
follow-up questions

about your dress-up day at
the morgue with your friends.

Coming here
like this is harassment.

I'm just trying to get
to the bottom of things.

Unless you're charging
my daughter with something,

we have nothing else
to talk about.

I thought it would be
nicer to talk here, but...

If you prefer the station...

That's fine.
I'll see you there.

You've told me
everything, right?

Yeah. Of course.

Okay.

We have nothing
to worry about.

Why would mom
go along with this?

It wasn't easy for her.
She's angry too.

She feels betrayed.

Don't protect her.
She lied to us.

Mom's had to watch
Jason every day

since he was a little kid.

I'm sure somewhere
in her heart, she knew.

We should have known too.

It's like we don't even know
who mom and dad are any more.

Yeah, tell me about it.

We have to rethink everything
they've ever told us.

I'm pretty sure Alison knew.

Really? Why?

I don't know, just...

Little things she'd say.

Does anyone else know?

No. I don't think so.

Then let's keep it that way.

Our family has suffered
enough humiliation

for ten lifetimes.

I don't want to be here
when Mom and Dad get home.

Um... I'll
call you later, okay?

Yeah.

- Spencer...
- Hmm?

We'll get through this.

Woman: ...you're trying
to reach is unavailable.

( Beep )

Why aren't you
calling me back?

If silence is your way
of breaking up with me,

then I'm really
starting to feel like--

( beep )

Looks good.

Just don't sit Coach Fulton
anywhere near Mr. Donovan.

I'm gonna walk
around town later,

try to get store owners

to buy some ads
for the program.

You wanna come?

I'm not really good at
asking people for money.

Please, you're
the star of the team.

Who could possibly
turn you down?

Besides, now that
the season's over,

what else
do you have to do?

All right. Count me in.

Cool.

So, I know we're both violently
opposed to poly blends,

but this...
made me a believer.

It's cute.

Cute? Mittens are cute.
This is fabulous.

And this...

Cost more than my
mother's car, but, hello!

Raw silk,
you can't go wrong.

Yeah, they're both cute.

What did I say
about that word?

Did I catch you
in the middle of a nap?

( Cellphone chiming )

This is getting
really boring.

What's going on?

I'm getting texts
from that same freak

who sent me the one
about your liposuction.

What?

Wait, Mona, when did this
start happening again?

Few days ago.

It's so creepy-- like
I'm being watched 24/7.

What do the texts say?

First it was dumb stuff-- accusing
me of stealing this necklace.

Did you?

D'uh! Yes! But why
is it their business?

Like I'm gonna be scared into returning it.
Guess again.

- Maybe you should return it.
- Fine.

Then you have to return half
the things in that closet.

Mona, are there texts
about me too?

More about your mom.
Ready for this one?

This "A" creep
expects me to believe

that your mom slept with
this goon to save your ass.

( Scoffs ) Okay, no, Mona,
this is totally photoshopped.

I figured.

People have way too much
time on their hands.

Does this "A" person want you to
do something with that picture?

No.

What if he or she
starts threatening you?

Oh, please.

If I could live through
Alison DiLaurentis

and her nonstop torture,

I can handle some
radioactive texting.

Screw it! I'm going
with the raw silk.

What time is it?

5:58.

Okay, what time is it now?

Aria, it's still 5:58.

He's coming.

Who's this?

I'm the money.

She is. She's the money.

So where is it?

Unh-unh. Not until you
hand over the info.

No way. I've already
been burned once.

It's not
gonna happen again.

Here.

Hear from Vivian yet?

You don't owe me answers...

But she does.

This is it.

Hey, wait! No! Whoa!
Wait!

There's no name.
There's no number.

This is just an address.
Where's the rest of it?

The text came
from a burner phone.

I was only able
to trace the location.

I-I don't believe this.

That's all I gave Vivian.
She was happy with it.

We're not, okay?
You need to give me back half the money

'cause we only got
half the information.

That was the money
that was owed to me.

The way I look at it,
you got the address for free.

( Indistinct complaint )

At least we got something.

( Scoffs )

It's 20 minutes from here.

How long do you think
he's been there for?

There's no way th we're going
to that address right now.

Hey. Need help with dinner?

Sure. Grab a box
of pasta?

You know, I thought
it was a little weird,

the way that Wilden
stopped by today.

Totally unprofessional.

It reminded me of when...

You know.

I thought we agreeded to never
talk about that again.

No, I-I know. I just...
couldn't help but think about it today.

I've always wondered
what would happen

if people ever found out.

Where is this coming from?

Did he call here
today after he left?

- Did he say something to you?
- No.

If it did get out...

Hanna, please.

...could you lose your job?

I could lose you.

If your father decided
to sue for custody,

this would be all
he would need to get it.

What time is your interview?

Uh, I'm...
heading in there now.

Okay. Well, can I
see you tomorrow?

My flight gets in at noon.

I'll just call you
when I get in.

Hey, maybe we can...
( Soft knock at door )

( Laughing )
Yeah. Okay, Em.

Yeah, all right.
All right.

I'll see you tomorrow. Bye.

- What's up?
- How was school?

It was fine.

Look, I know things have been tense
between you and your dad lately,

but, um, there are other
reasons why he's so worried.

What are you talking about?

Somebody left this on his car.

_

Do you have any idea
who sent it?

No.

You know, there was a time
when you would share

everything that was going on
in your life with me,

and who was in your life.

Mom! Come on, you know
everybody that's in my life.

Do you think Ezra would know
someone who would want to--?

No.

Do you remember
that letter I got last year,

about Dad's affair
with Meredith?

It was signed by "A" too.

I had just assumed
that Meredith wrote it,

but now...

Don't worry.

Your dad and I
will look into it.

( Laughter )

Fiddler's Cafe,
a hundred.

Benny and Eddie's Pizza,
fifty.

We make a good team.

( Cellphone rings )

Hey, Mom.

I'm still at school, just
finishing up with Emily.

No, mom,
she's just a friend.

I'll be home in an hour.

'Kay.

"Just a friend"?

I came out to my parents.

You did?

How did they take it?

They freaked out,
a little.

Some tears,
some screaming, but...

Nothing like
I thought it would be.

Wow. That's so great.
I mean...

Not the screaming part,
but...

Great.

I have you to thank for it.

Me?

What did I do?

You handled
coming out so well,

just made it seem possible
for me to do it too.

- I don't know about that.
- I do.

I've watched you.

Thanks.

I'm glad you were able
to talk to your parents.

Me too.

I just...

Wish I'd done it sooner.

( Cellphone plinks )

Um...

Um, I'm sorry.
I gotta go.

Is that Maya?

No.

Here.

I'm really happy for you.

Thanks.

So... that's why you were never
charged with shoplifting?

Okay, you know what?
Please, no jokes, no judging.

All of this was over a pair
of designer sunglasses.

I'm sorry, I'm just
still processing.

God, if my mom knew
that I told you guys this--

We'd never judge her!

She took me in.
She's amazing.

My mom would have driven
me to the station

and offered
to take the mug shot.

The real question is,
why is "A" suddenly

going after Mona?

What, we're not enough?

"A" knows we're
getting closer.

They can't turn us
against each other,

so they're using
our friends to hurt us.

How much did you
tell Mona about "A"?

Nothing.

I didn't...
say anything.

I feel like I should.

We all know what "A's"
capable of.

Yeah, that's exactly why the
less Mona knows, the better.

Guess you're right.

I just feel bad
lying to her.

Where you going?

I haven't eaten
anything all day.

I'm starting
to get a twitch.

When you go down there,
could you look outside

and see if Garrett's
car is still out front?

Yeah.

He followed me home.

"A" sent my dad a letter, trying
to get him to catch me and Ezra,

and now my mom's on the hunt
to find out who "A" is.

Wait... whoa...
Wait. Back up.

Why would "A" send your
dad a letter like that

if you weren't
still seeing Ezra?

Because I am.

Still seeing him.

Guys, I-I'm sorry, okay?
I really wanted to tell you.

I just... I thought
it'd be dangerous.

- We understand.
- No!

Speak for yourself!
Didn't we have, like,

multiple conversations
where we talked about

how heartbroken we were
over losing Toby

and Ezra?!

I didn't...

God, you deserve an Oscar
for that performance.

Look, I'm sorry, okay, but
if it's any consolation,

my dad is doing everything
he can to make sure Ezra's

out of my life
and Rosewood for good.

Hanna: You guys!
Come down here!

Caleb sent me an e-mail.

He told me to open
the attachment immediately.

Can I do it on your laptop?

Yeah.
What is this about?

Did he crack more
of "A's" phone?

If he did,
I want $2,000 back.

What are we supposed
to be looking for?

Girl: She's coming
upstairs.

Are we about to see
Alison get killed?

( All gasping )

Where is she?

Oh, my God.

It's Melissa!

Guys, we need to give this
to the cops like, right now.

- I agree!
- Yeah, me too!

No!

Why?

I-I need to talk
to Melissa first.

We need to find out what she
was doing in Alison's room.

Isn't it obvious?

She was a part
of that night.

They-- they were
all after Alison.

You don't know that.
She-- she just--

she could have just
been looking for Ian.

Look, okay, I know that Melissa
had her issues with Alison,

but I'm not about to turn in
my pregnant sister.

I will.
Watch me.

Hanna! You just asked me
not to be so quick

to judge your own mother,
and now you're ready

to throw my sister
behind bars!

Spencer! Melissa has
lied to you so many times.

Why do you think she's
gonna tell the truth now...

- Huh? - Because I haven't always
been so honest with her either.

But maybe if I come clean
and I tell her what we saw...

She'll come up
with a bigger lie!

Not if she knows
what's at stake!

Please, okay, just...
Give me this one night to talk to her.

Fine. Fine,
go to Melissa, okay,

and... we'll try
to figure out

where "A" was sending
those texts from.

Spence, talk to her. Now.

( Indistinct chatter
and music )

( Music playing )

Something to drink?

Uh... coffee, please.

You lied to me!

Mona, where did
you get this?

Another gift from "A."

It was in my mailbox
when I got home today.

A police report
for shoplifting? Really?

Anything
you want to tell me?

I'm sorry
I lied to you, but...

This isn't something
that you advertise.

Well, that's exactly
what "A" wants me to do.

What do you mean?

( Sighs )

I have
to give the picture

and the police report
to the Rosewood Observer,

or I'll be filling out
one of these myself.

You know I love your mom,
but if this gets out,

they could press charges
and I could go to jail,

and that cannot happen.

( Music playing )

♪

( Sighs )

Well, I say this is fate,

bumping into you
here like this.

( Chuckles )

You do work next door,

and I live a few blocks
down the road, so...

I wouldn't really
call it fate.

It's just a small town.

Are you drinking alone?

Hopefully not any more.

I would invite you
to sit down, but...

Melissa should
be here any minute.

Probably
out of the question

for the three of us
to have a meal, huh?

Yeah.
( Chuckles )

Oh.

Wren: Speaking of.

Melissa!

( Horn honks )

What the hell
just happened?

Not very sisterly of her.

Why would she get
in the car with Garrett?

She hardly even
knows the guy.

She knows him better
than you think.

I saw him with her at a
doctor's appointment last week.

That can't be true.

I wouldn't forget that.

People don't usually
bring a Glock

to the OB/GYN.

( Cellphone plinks )

♪

Maybe it's just
some kind of sick joke.

No. Take it from me,
the threat is real.

What do you mean?

I've gotten texts
from "A" before too.

What?

And so have my friends.

Why didn't you
tell me sooner?

Because the less
you know, the better.

What the hell is
that supposed to mean?

- Do you know who's doing this?
- No.

I don't, but I also know "A"
isn't playing around.

What has "A" done to you?

Mona, if I
told you everything,

we'd be
here till graduation.

So... what do we do now?

I don't know.

But I'll figure
something out, okay?

You'd better hurry.

♪

She still isn't answering.

Apparently whatever she had
to talk to Garrett about

was more important
than talking to me.

Do you want me
to give you a lift home?

Home is the last place
I want to go.

( Sighs )

♪

This is it.

There's no way we're
gonna get in here.

Now what?

Let's look around.

( Both scream )

Emily: Aria!

( Alarm blaring )

That's definitely not "A"!

Come on, let's go.

You really
dodged a bullet,

not marrying
my sister.

- I'm sure she'd be happy to hear that.
- I'm serious.

My family is so screwed up

that Dr. Phil
wouldn't even take us on.

Hey, my family
has issues too.

Oh, really?

Like what?

( Imitates English accent )
Did somebody...

butter their bread
with a steak knife?

Hey, just 'cause we don't play
"high-low" at the dinner table

doesn't mean we're
not just as screwed up.

And, for the record,

I'm looking, and I can't
find anything wrong.

( Chuckles )

I am plenty messed up.

Enlighten me.

Uh, for one,

I have an obsessive need
to be the best at everything.

I even have to win at yoga.

All right, that's
a quirk, not a fault,

and I have plenty
of those too.

- Like?
- Like? Um...

All right, I'm a touch
what you'd call OCD.

Every book on my bookshelf has
to be in alphabetical order

or I can't sleep.

Then... what is Aristotle
doing on the bottom row?

( Chuckles )

It's okay.

Aristotle is
exactly where he should be.

Ow.

Remind me to never run backwards
on a porch ever again, please.

FWL law firm.
Have you heard of it?

No, it's a dead end.

I don't think so.
I'm gonna Google it.

So what?

What, "A's" a lawyer now?
Give me a break!

Everybody that works here
has got to be over 30.

Found it.

It... closed down
three months ago.

Where is
Emily with our food?

I'm so hungry.

Here's a list of employees.

"Charles Lang."

Isn't that, um,
Crystal's father?

No. Crystal's last name
is Lee, not Lang.

Hanna, face it,
we got scammed.

So that's it? "A" wins?

Either my mom goes down
or Mona does.

Look, I'm sorry.

( Scoffs )

Spencer: I remember...

The first time I saw you,

and I just thought...

"Damn."

( Chuckles )

Just... ( Chuckles )

- Spencer?
- Yes?

You're pissed.

Pissed?!

Snookered.
( Laughs )

I'm snookered?

Drunk.

( Laughing )

Totally!

I am... smashed!

What?

Thought you were
really into me.

I am.

Very much so.

And that's why I can't.
Not like this.

Nope.

( Laughing )
( Laughing )

Thanks.

Maya?

Maya, is that you?

Sorry, I...
thought you were someone else.

Ohh! Emily!

- Hey.
- Hi!

Hey.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

No, you're not.

What's wrong?
Em, talk to me.

Maya and I got in a fight the
other night at the party,

and I haven't
talked to her since.

I don't know if she's
breaking up with me

or... if she wants
to work it out.

I don't know anything, 'cause
she won't call me back.

Don't you see, Em?

This is who she is.

When things get tough,
she bails.

I know you really
care about her,

but... what you really need
is someone you can count on.

Thanks.

What are you doing?

I... No, I-I'm sorry
if I made you think--

No, I'm... I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to.

Em.

( Sighs )

( Indistinct remark )

- Hey.
- Hey.

I know it's
past the deadline.

I'm sorry I couldn't
figure things out,

but... look, I just
want to let you know

that I don't blame you
for what you had to do.

I went to the jewelry
store this morning.

You did? Why?

To bring back the necklace.

- What'd they say?
- Um, thanks, and...

Have a seat while we
call the police.

Mona...

I know.

And I offered
to work it off,

but instead, they
contacted my mom.

We made a deal.

Looks like I'll be serving
slop to the homeless.

God, Mona,
I am so sorry.

I can't believe
you would do that for me.

What was I gonna do, hurt
my best friend and her mom?

All I know is, they'd better
not make me wear a hairnet.

Are you going to work?

Nope. Just finished
my rounds.

What?

Wait, what time is it?

10:30.

Ohh! I'm late for school.

I'm... really sorry
about last night.

Um...

( Coughs )

I never meant
to impose on you.

You weren't imposing.

I'm sure I said or did
something stupid.

Other than a bit of drool on my
favorite pillow, you were fine.

You're welcome to stay
on my couch any time.

Judging from the way
things are going at home,

I might actually
take you up on that.

I hope you do.

I'll call you.

Hey. Have you
heard from Ezra?

Yeah, his plane
lands in an hour.

_

Everything okay?

Mona, where are you going?

I'll take the rest
of the day off.

I'm not gonna be
a sitting target.

Just come eat with us.

- I'm not sure your friends--
- Trust me.

They're cool.

Come on.

Okay.

Emily: Hey, Mona.
How's it going?

I don't know how
you sleep at night.

Nice to see you too, Ashley.

Did you really think you
could intimidate my daughter

into confessing to a crime
she didn't commit?

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Really?

What's this?

Where did you get this?

Found it in Hanna's things.

Ashley...

Why would I
give this to Hanna?

If this came out,
I could lose my job.

Well, if you didn't,
who did?

Hey. It's me again.

I just want you to know
that I'm not angry,

I'm just confused,

and I miss you like crazy.

Please call me back.

I love you, Maya.

I'm so sorry my dad made you go all
the way down there to do that.

Well, it wasn't
that bad.

Actually, I like the
campus and the professors.

Yeah, well.

I'm just glad
it's all over with.

It's not. Over.

They offered me the job.

- They did?
- Mm-hmm.

Obviously. Of course they did.
They'd be crazy not to.

What did you say?

Uh... I haven't
given them an answer yet.

Yet?

Aria, your dad
is clearly onto us.

He showed up at the
restaurant the other night.

Well, yeah, of course
he's suspicious,

but he doesn't
have any proof.

This job is an incredible
opportunity for me,

and if I don't take it, he will
know what's keeping me here.

We'll figure out a way around
it, like we always do.

I used to think that, and
I'm not so sure any more.

What are you...

What are you saying?
Are you...

- Giving up on us?
- No. No, no.

But we've been trying to make
this work for a long time,

- and...
- And what?! What?!

And-- and as much
as we love each other,

I think we are deluding ourselves
into believing that it can.

Female vocalist:
♪ ...Falling in love ♪

♪ with you ♪

I've got class
in a few minutes.

I'll call you later.

♪ Take ♪

♪ my hand ♪

♪ and take ♪

♪ my whole ♪

♪ life ♪

♪ too ♪

♪ 'cause I ♪

♪ can't ♪

♪ help ♪

♪ falling ♪

♪ in love ♪

♪ in love with you ♪

♪ 'cause I can't ♪

♪ help ♪

♪ falling ♪

♪ in love ♪

♪ with... ♪

Honey, what's wrong?

Go away.

Did something happen--?

Mom, go away. Please.

No, I'm not
gonna go anywhere

until you tell me
why you're so upset.

Fine.

Ezra's leaving,
so dad got his wish.

Are you happy now?

What are you talking about?

He's taking that job
in New Orleans.

- What job?
- The job that dad set him up with.

( Sighs )
When did he do this?

Don't pretend like
you don't know, Mom.

You may have gotten rid
of Ezra, but guess what--

you lost me too.

Do you want me to heat
that up for you?

I'm not really hungry.

You gonna bother
unpacking it?

- Aria.
- No.

I mean, how soon do they
want you down there?

If it's just a matter
of a few days--

I'm not leaving right away.

It already feels
like you have.

( Knock on door )

Whoa.

I don't believe this!

Did you follow me
over here with handcuffs,

or are you just gonna
yank me up by my hair?

I'm not here
to bring you home.

I came to listen.

( Indistinct noise )

Mom, is that you?

Dad?

It's just me.

Where have you been?

I've been trying to call you
for the past 12 hours.

It's a long story.

I know that you lied to me.

I saw you get into
the car with Garrett.

I'll explain everything,
but just not here.

- Why not? - Because Mom and Dad
will be home any minute...

and I can't say what I need
to say in front of them.

Well, what do you need to say that you
can't say in front of Mom and Dad?

Do you remember the night
of Ian's funeral,

when I tried
to tell you something?

Well, I need to talk
to you about it now.

Are you coming or not?

Yeah.

Okay.

Do you take
milk in your tea?

No.

Okay, what exactly
are we doing here?

'cause I-I really don't
feel like having

a tea party
with the two of you.

Well, this is not exactly how I
planned to spend my evening either.

I want to be very clear:

I don't condone
this relationship,

but I'm also afraid
of what may happen

if I take the same
stance as my husband.

Sorry, so where does
that leave us?

I want to slow things down.

Before anybody
goes moving away

or running away...
( Draws deep breath )

...I want to understand
what this is.

( Tea kettle whistles )

( Clears throat )

Excuse me.

Nice to see you
cleaning your room.

Where have you been?

I thought we were
eating dinner an hour ago.

Sorry.

My board meeting ran late.

I left you some Thai
takeout in the kitchen.

Hang these up?

Where did you get this?

It came in the mail
by mistake.

That's... odd.

It's addressed to the firm
I used for the divorce.

- You used FWL Law Firm?
- Yeah.

Why would you pick a firm all
the way over in Wallingford?

Did you know someone
who worked there?

Yeah. Melissa Hastings.

Spencer's sister?

She was an intern
there that summer.

( Doorbell rings )

Emily Fields?

- Yes?
- We need to talk to you.

About what?

Maya St. Germain.