Pretty Little Liars (2010–2017): Season 4, Episode 10 - The Mirror Has Three Faces - full transcript

Previously
on Pretty Little Liars...

( Screams ) Mom!

Wilden was obsessed with trying to
pin Alison's murder on my friends.

Mona made a full confession.

Did you girls put her up to this...
Thinking it would somehow help Ashley?

Spencer: What makes you so sure
that she didn't do it?

Veronica: Things she
said in her confession

contradict
some of the evidence.

You weren't listed as his father
on his birth certificate.

I don't... have any rights?

Not until you
establish paternity.



We have to face facts.

3,000 miles is a long way.

We're not gonna
be together next year.

Toby: Dr. Palmer said to watch
out for the blonde girl.

Any chance that he meant Cece?

Veronica: You can't leave the house
unless it's for a court date

- or a medical appointment?
- That... tracks where I am.

( Sobbing ) Oh, my God!

Jenna?

Aria: Did somebody
push her in?

Think somebody hit her first.

Feel safe when I'm with you.

Hanna: I still think we should dip into
those candy-striper outfits one more time.

Emily: What difference
would that have made?



Well, we could've talked to Jenna instead of
getting turned away at the visitor's desk.

Guys! Can you
keep it down, please?

Whole point was to sneak back.

I think Mr. Facinelli noticed
that our entire row was missing.

Well...

I'd still like to graduate.

Oh, news flash...

honey, none of us
are graduating.

Okay, I still think that
Spencer to get back to Shana

and see if she'll say more.

- What? Why?
- Because...!

If Cece drowned Jenna,

then she must know the reason.

And why exactly
do we trust Shana?

- Why do we trust Jenna? - Aria: All
right, well I don't trust anybody,

and you guys are about as quiet
as a monster truck rally.

Now shut up.

Fine.
I'm going to the source.

"The source"?

( Beeping )
Cece's been A.W.O.L.

Since Wilden was alive.

You're not just gonna find her

folding peasant skirts
at the diva dish right now.

Well, then I'll... I'll
search every hipster boutique

until I do find her.

No friggin' way.

What? What's wrong?
Is it an "A" text?

Worse. It's my mother.

Mrs. DiLaurentis has offered
to let us stay with her.

Aria: In Ali's house?

You're gonna sleep
in Ali's old bed?

No! Hell no.
I'm not moving in there.

Hanna: Yes, you are.

Em, you have to.

It might be our best chance
to find Cece.

( School bell rings )

( Indistinct chattering )

♪ 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'll know
you won't tell what I said ♪

♪ 'cause two can
keep a secret ♪

♪ if one of them is dead ♪

You could've been a little more sensitive.
She's homeless right now,

and you just convinced her to
stay in our dead friends' room.

Yeah, well our friend
is close with Cece.

Maybe there's something there
that can help us track her down.

That room is freaky.

Ali's mom turned it
into a shrine.

'Kay, you wanna
talk about "freaky"?

Look at the guy who hangs out
at the ice machine

at Emily's motel.

He crushes ice with his armpit.

She should just ask her mom

if she can come stay with us.

I don't think my mom's taking
any guests at the moment.

She's having a hard enough time
getting dressed in the morning.

Would a guest
be a good distraction?

As much as she loves Emily,

I don't think she wants
to cry in front of her.

Yeah.
Let's talk later, okay?

Okay.

( Doorknob rattling )

Hey. Do you want me
to give that a try?

Actually picked a few locks
in my time.

No. No, thanks.

I-I'll just go back down
to the janitor's office.

Was hoping to avoid that.

Second time
I've done this today.

Mr. Fitz?

Yeah?

Here.

Thank you.
Yeah.

So does that forwarding address
belong to Cece?

I'm... I'm not sure yet.

How are you not sure?

It's a box at the post office,
Hanna.

She's not gonna jump out
like a girl in a birthday cake

and yell, "boo."

So what did you find?

( Sighs ) I tracked down
an unpaid cable bill

that was sent to that
P.O. Box.

How'd you do that?

Do you really wanna know?

I mean, it's gonna involve me
talking about firewalls

and code.
Okay, no. I don't.

That cable bill is attached
to a physical address in Philly.

Where Cece may or may not be
watching SportsCenter right now?

It's a long shot,

but it's worth a try.

( Sighs )

These action shots are sick.

You made me look like
I know what I'm doing.

This one's my favorite.

( Chuckles ) Thanks.

Thank you.

I wish I could use one of these

for the match tonight.

The picture I gave 'em
was so old, I look...

( Whispers ) Like an altar boy.
( Chuckles )

What... what match tonight?

It's no big deal.

Um, it's a fight

that requires a headshot.

It sounds like a pretty big
deal to me.

It's regional championships.

Well...

It makes it sound
like it's impressive,

which it's no

it's a bunch of fold-out chairs
and a gym that smells like feet.

No, I love it. Can I come?
( Scoffs )

It's taking a train to Philly

to watch guys make zoolander
faces at each other.

You... You really wanna go?

Well, are you gonna be there?

Yeah.

Then yes, I wanna go.

Mona, would you please tell me

your emotional response
to this picture?

It's a family on a farm.

The sun is shining
and they're smiling.

It's a happy picture.

So, how does that
make you feel?

Happy.

What's your response?

Tell your artist
to take a class,

because this looks like
Norman Rockwell sketched it

with his teeth.

That's not a feeling.
That's an opinion.

I'd like to know how you feel.

About farm animals? About
what you say you've done.

Look, those girls...
Used to make me feel bad.

But recently,
I realized that...

We're on the same side.

I wanted to make up
for all the things I'd done.

Wilden was bothering them,

so I got rid of him.

And I'd do it again.

I don't think you
got rid of anybody.

That's my response.

Let's take a break.

Like you to think about whether
you're gonna be honest with me.

Why would I ever
be honest with you?

Used to be.

Well that was before I realized

where your loyalties were.

I'm not sure what that means.

But I thought we'd done a good job
of establishing a sense of trust

while you've
been a patient here.

That was before I realized

that you were keeping secrets
from me.

Hmm.

By the way, you forgot
the "g" in "diagnosis."

( Sighs )

Mona...

You're the one
who's been keeping a secret.

And you're smart enough to know
I was gonna figure it out.

Figure what out?

You stopped taking your
medication.

( Footsteps )

( Lock engages )

♪

I...

I-I can't stay here.

Look at this.
It's like a...

a museum.

Ah... I know I promised Hanna,

but I can't do this.

Okay, Emily,
just try to relax for a second.

Look, when you think about it,

putting back her room is really
not that strange of a reaction.

( Stammering )
I'm... I'm serious.

In the 19th century,
when children died,

their parents would sometimes
pose them for lifelike photos

as mementos.

Not helping.

Not helping at all.

Okay, well just try to remember
that this is an opportunity.

You know, you could
find some stuff in here

that could be really useful
to us.

Just not thrilled being here
by myself.

Wait, your mom's not gonna be here with you?
No. ( Sighs )

She has a hearing with the police
department disciplinary committee.

She doesn't come back
from Harrisburg until tomorrow.

What about Paige?

Can she come over?

We're not exactly
in the best place right now.

Mrs. DiLaurentis:
Found everything you need?

Spencer: Um... Yeah.

I'm sorry it's so chilly.

Furnace is acting up.

I've called someone to come over
and have a look at it.

Can I get you girls anything?

I have those vanilla wafers
that you all used to like.

Um... No, thanks.

I should unpack.

I'll get you some hangars.

( Sighs )

You know, I...

I don't really wear things
that need to be hung up.

There are fresh towels
in the linen closet,

and...

I made extra keys.

I really want you to make
yourself at home here, Emily.

I know that you and your mom
have been through a lot.

Thanks, Mrs. D.

It's so nice to see you girls
back in this room.

It's like you never left.

( Sighs )

( Sighs )

- Hey.
- Hey.

Oh, I thought you and carbs
weren't friends anymore.

We're not.
It's for my mom.

She hasn't really
eaten anything today.

Where is she?

Shut up in her room.

If it wasn't for the phone
calls from Mrs. Hastings,

she probably wouldn't
even get out of bed.

Well, then, do you wanna go check
out this address in Philly?

I mean, there's a train
that leaves in, like, 40...

actually, uh,
Aria's gonna do that.

She's already gonna
be out there. So...

( Clears throat )
Um, I was wondering if...

Maybe you'd help me
get into Radley.

Why would you wanna do that?

This wouldn't happen to have
anything to do with the fact

that Mona has been
moved there, would it?

She's the only person
who Cece's reached out to.

They're doing a psych evaluation
for a reason, Hanna.

Mona is helping my mom.
She's...

no, first, "A" used a sedan as a
wrecking ball on Emily's house.

And then Jenna shows up

in a lake looking like
soggy bread,

and now you wanna go to Radley
and ring the bell jar?

So you're not coming with me?

Hanna, listen to yourself,
okay?

You are so desperate
that you're willing

to go to the enemy for help.

Mona is not the enemy anymore.

You don't know that for sure.

Hanna, I think it's time
that you went to your parents

and the cops, and you told them

that "A" is back.

( Scoffs ) No.

No. There's no way
I'm doing that!

Telling them will only
make it worse.

It can't get any worse.

God, just...

Give me some time to think this over.
( Appliance beeping )

I'm gonna take this to my mom.

( Sighs )

Hey!

Hi.

How have you been?

Sorry. Stupid question.

I'm a little fuzzy. I've been
working 72 hours straight,

and this is my first break.

Yeah. The nurse told me.

Oh, so this isn't us
running into each other

- so much as...
- I hunted you down.

Well, then.
How can I help you?

If you could just please

let me in to see Mona...

Hanna...
I don't even have to see her.

- I just wanna talk to her.
- Hanna, you know I can't.

In fact, given your mother's situation,
I probably shouldn't be talking to you.

But it's not about Mona.

I'm just wondering about Cece.

Cece?

Has she contacted you?

- Or...
- why would Cece contact me?

Spencer said that you let her
in once before to see Mona,

and I was wondering if she thought
that you would... do it again.

What's wrong?

No, nothing.

It's just the nurse said someone
tried to see Mona last night,

and when she described a young blonde,
I thought it was probably you.

It wasn't.

Did she get in to see her?

No, she was turned away.

Well then why are you
so worried?

Between you and me,
ever since our budget was cut,

the hospital's been
a little short-staffed.

- What are you saying? - I'm saying
things have been missed.

That's all. Okay, well you
have security cameras, right?

I mean... uh...

Can't you see if it
was her, right?

- Hanna, I don't want to get involved.
- Please.

Please do this for me.
It's important.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

♪

( Door opens )

( Door shuts )

Hi.

We have a problem.

I'll take care of my end.

You take care of yours.

"Leave the lamb alone
and go for the lion."

So, "A" is telling you

to ditch Eddie Lamb

and go for Dr. Palmer.

But what's the deal
with the sheet music?

I recognized it
as soon as I saw it.

You did?

My mom used to play this song
all the time.

I remember her playing it.

Maybe...

There's some...

there's something about my
mom's connection to the music

that's important.
Yeah.

Something that she shared in
her sessions with Dr. Palmer.

Will you come with me
to see him?

Why?

I mean, you don't...
you don't need me.

You've already met him
once before.

Because you're the only person

that I can talk to about this.

Okay, well what do you
want me to tell Emily?

"Cause I promised her that
I'd go back to that house..."

you can't...
you can't tell her anything.

If you do,
the faucet turns off,

and "A" isn't going
to give me anything else.

And when does this end?

What do you mean?

I mean how much longer do you
need me to keep this a secret?

Until I find out
what happened...

what really happened to her.

( Clock chiming )

Looking for something, dear?

Um...

Yeah, I...

I was just gonna go
and get something to eat.

Well let me make you something.

Have a seat.

( Sighing )

Just pass that stuff
out of the way.

( Sniffles )

( Sniffles )

My husband has decided
to divorce me.

I'm fine, really.

I'm just...

Dealing with the initial
shock of it.

Ezra: Open it.

What is it?
Open it.

Don't be afraid.
You already know the truth.

I'm the one that's...
Late to the party.

What are you talking about?

I saw a lawyer

to start the process
of getting my name

- put on Malcolm's birth certificate.
- Ezra, how could you do that?

- I didn't want you to take my son away from me.
- I can't believe that you would go behind my back.

Oh, what do you care?

This doesn't amount
to much more than shadow boxing.

Does it?

( Sighs )

You knew I wasn't his father.

( Sighs )

( Phone beeping )

Caleb?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Um, I thought you were helping
your mom the rest of the day.

I am. I just went to go
drop some papers off

at Spencer's mom's office.

Caleb, what were you doing going
into Veronica's office building?

I don't know how
to protect you anymore.

So you were gonna tell her?!

- You were actually gonna tell her?!
- Yes, I was.

Okay, I would rather
you hate me

and be safe
than the other way around.

And you think telling her
about "A" is gonna keep me safe?

At the end of the day, she can do
a lot more for you than I can.

You know, if some punk
comes up to you in the street,

I'm gonna do whatever I can
to lay him out.

But this enemy...

this enemy is everywhere

and... and nowhere
at the same time.

I keep...

( sighs )

I keep taking swings
in the dark,

and I'm missing.

I'm just... I'm not enough
to keep you safe anymore.

Yes, you are.

Just tell him to push back
the meeting a half-hour.

I had to pick up
files from home.

Thanks, Anya.

Bye.

( Phone beeps ) ( Sighs )

Now what can I do for you?

Look, I know my history with the
Hastings has been a bit... Rocky.

I'm not going to debate that.

But regardless of whether
you like me...

like you?

You broke my daughter's heart

and took every piece of goodwill
this family extended to you

and flushed it down the toilet.

Why are you here, Wren?

I'm here to warn you...

About Mona.

I don't know why she's
confessed to this murder,

but... you should be careful.

Let me explain something
to you.

I'm a defense attorney. I don't
care why Mona's confessed.

Whether she did it or not,
she's helped my case

by giving me an alternate
explanation for the crime.

- So...
- and she may have done.

But she's going
to turn the tables on you.

She's a dangerous person.

And she hasn't forgiven your
daughter or her friends,

despite what she says.

She wants to see them hurt,

as well as the people
closest to them...

Like Ashley Marin.

You know you could lose your medical
license for telling me this?

She's still your patient,
isn't she?

She is.

But if I hadn't
made such a mess of things...

You were once
going to be my family.

We'd been fighting a lot...

Over dumb stuff.

And you were gonna be leaving for
school at the end of summer...

so... what?
It's my fault?

No.

I was mad at you.

I went to a party
with some friends,

had too much to drink...

I made a mistake.

So what are you trying to say?

That you... Didn't know?

You may have been
confused then,

but you haven't been confused
for seven years, Maggie.

I knew it was a question.

But I decided
to answer it myself,

and I gave myself

the answer that I wanted.

No, I-I can't feel bad
for you right now.

I won't.

I'm not asking you to.

You let me believe
he was my child.

I've taken him to the movies,

to baseball games.

I've helped him
with his homework.

We...

we have inside jokes.

I know that he...

he hates too much milk
in his cereal.

Um...

And I know the names of every
single one of his stuffed animals.

And I know exactly
which one he needs

when he wakes up
in the middle of the night.

You made me believe he's my...

he's my child.

( Sighs )

I'm sorry.

You let me fall in love
with him.

( Sighs )

I'm sorry.
( Sighs )

I-I really am.

( Door opens, shuts )

( Sighs )

Okay, well,
if I don't get back soon,

he's gonna think that
it's weird.

I mean, gone with the wind
took less time

than this fro-yo run.

Trust me,
Jake will still be kicking

when you get back.
Aria: Fine.

Oh, but can you please
check in on Emily

and see how she's doing?

Spencer said she was pretty
creeped-out when she left.

Yeah. Sure. Thanks.
I'll talk to you later.

Oh! Excuse me.

Sorry. You from the
management company?

I'm here to... because I
told the lady on the phone

I'll move out, but as far as...

no, no... I'm here looking for
someone named Cece Drake.

Well if you find her,
let me know.

We grieved differently.

Ken boxed up
all of Ali's things

and put the house
on the market, and I....

Felt her presence everywhere.

I even started seeing her.

What do you mean?

I was jogging in the park and I
saw this young woman ahead of me.

It was Ali.

I could've sworn.

The hair, the walk...
it was her.

I started running after her.

I practically tackled
that poor girl.

So it wasn't Ali?

I lose a piece of her
every day.

That's why I did the room.

If it were up to Ken, he'd
just lock that bedroom door

and throw away the key.

You think you know somebody
so well,

but then...

Something that you
both counted on changes,

and...

You find out
who they really are.

Just wish it hadn't taken me
24 years to learn that.

I don't expect you
to understand.

No, I do.

I'm going through it, myself.

Someone I'm dating.

We're becoming different
people, but...

Keep trying to ignore that.

Well what does he think?

Um...

Actually, I...

I-I wasn't sure if you knew,
but I guess not.

I'm with a girl.

I realized that's
who I want to be with,

and that's who I am.

( Sighs )

I'm very proud of you, Emily.

Mrs. DiLaurentis,

I want you to know

that you're not the only one
who's seen Ali.

I have, too.

Of course you have.

You loved her as much as I did.

I wish that Ali could've
returned those feelings.

I couldn't have asked for a better
person to love her than you.

When Cece dropped out
of UPenn and left for L.A.,

she was still paying rent.

At least, I thought she was.

She dropped out, or...

She was kicked out?

How'd you know about that?

I thought you said you weren't
really "girls" with Cece.

Uh, I wasn't,

but my friend Alison was.

So you're one
of Alison's friends?

( Car horn honking )

You want the spot?!

Move a box!

Well, then you know.

I'm sorry... know what?

Alison got her kicked out.

At least,
that's what Cece claimed.

Uh, she could've been lying.

True, but having met Alison,

I could see that chick shoving
someone down the stairs.

What?

You were at that frat party.

W-which one are you?

In Alison's crew?

Cece always said there
were four other she-devils.

"She-devils"?

Well I-I hardly
even knew Cece, and that...

Party was like three years ago.

I barely even remember
anything.

Well, it stayed pretty fresh
in Cece's mind.

She assumed you
were all in on it.

And she hated you for it.

( Knocking on door )
Hanna: Hello?

Mrs. DiLaurentis?

( Door shuts )

Hello?

Em?

( ( Sighs )

Mrs. DiLaurentis?

( Creaking )

( Door shuts )

( Sighs )

( Door opens )

( Creaking )

Emily?

( Music box plays )

( Sighs )

Dr. Palmer?

Why, yes.

Hello.

Um, this is Spencer.
Hi.

It's a pleasure

and I don't know
if you remember me...

I'm Marion Cavanaugh's son.

That's right.

Mmm...

I-I came to visit you
not that long ago,

and we talked about my mother.

I was, uh, hoping that we
could talk about her some more.

I'd be happy to talk with you
about her.

Um...

can you take a look at this?

( Clears throat )

( Mutters indistinctly )

( Chuckles )

Ah, that's a good one.

Oh, unfortunately, um...

I don't play.

( Buzzer sounds )
( Door opens )

( Door shuts )

Hello, Mrs. Hastings.

How did you get in here?

- Isn't there someone at the front desk?
- Yes, there is.

Oh.

Oh, I guess you must've
made friends with the nurses

when your daughter was here.

( Inhales deeply )

I wanted to have
a little chat with you,

off the record.

May I?

( Sighs, clears throat )

( Phone rings )

( Sighs )

( Phone continues ringing )

( Line ringing )

( Ringing continues )
Hey, Aria.

I'm, uh... Up in five.
( Ringing continues )

Awesome!
I'll... I'll be right there.

I just...
I need to take this.

( Ringing continues )

( Line ringing )

( Phone beeps )

( Sighs )

( Phone beeps )

Why are you throwing yourself
on the sword?

I get the feeling that you
make a lot of people nervous.

Am I right?

Well you know what?
So do I.

I can be pretty scary, myself.

( Sighs ) And if I find out

that you're going to use this stunt
against my daughter and her friends,

you'll find out just how scary.

The only person who
messed with your daughter

and her friends was Wilden.

And he's dead now.

Okay.
Have it your way, Mona.

But if you continue
to screw with my family

or this case,

I have ways to see to it
that you rot in a cell

until your hair turns gray.

You understand me?

( Lock engages )

Do you remember my mother
talking about music?

( Palmer stammering ) I would be
happy to talk with you about music.

You know, I adore opera
in particular.

Uh, sir,
I'm not talking about...

( "any time" playing on piano )

( Playing continues )

Oh, Marion.

That's lovely.

Is Toby coming today?

( Continues playing )

No.

No, Dr. Palmer, he's not.

Well I-I-I think it
would mean a lot to him

to hear you play.

( Playing continues ) Spencer:
He's... he's heard me before.

Yes, but not
since you've been here.

I think it would give him

a great deal of comfort

to know that you're enjoying
your music once again.

Don't you think
he need to see that?

Um, Dr. Palmer,

could you tell me again
about the blonde girl?

The one that I should
steer clear of?

What blonde?

Y-you talked to me about her.
You said that she was dangerous.

Yes.

That's right.

Oh, looks like our time is up.

( Clears throat )

I will see you next session.

W-was it Cece Drake?

Dr. Palmer,
was her name Cece Drake?

Can you please show
Mrs. DiLaurentis to my office?

He said, "DiLaurentis."

I'm positive.

How can you be positive?

You said it was Toby
that was there, not you.

No... it was.

'Kay... what was Toby
doing in an old folks' home?

I-I don't know, okay.

It had something to do
with Nigel's phone.

You guys are focusing
on the wrong details, okay?

She was there. Ali's mom was
at Radley at some point.

He has dementia.

The name "DiLaurentis"
has been everywhere.

Maybe he just got it
stuck in his head.

Well, I think it's
worth it to find out.

So what?

You're just gonna ask her?

Yeah, why not?

Um, because she's
going through a divorce,

and she's a little fragile.

( Emily scoffs )

I can't talk
about this anymore.

I'm late for work.

( Door shuts ) ( Sighs )

Mrs. DiLaurentis:
Emily, is that you?

Uh, actually,
Emily left for work.

Oh, and I was hoping you girls
would stay for dinner.

You could even sleep over
if you like.

I still have the trundle bed
upstairs.

I should...
Probably get home.

You know, it's chilly in here right
now, but the furnace guy is on his way.

No, it's...
um, another time.

Yeah.

Spencer: Um...

Mrs. DiLaurentis,

do you happen to know
a Dr. Palmer?

The name rings a bell.

What kind of doctor is he?

A psychiatrist

from Radley.

This is your doctor?

Uh, no, no.

Uh, he's retired.

I was just wondering...

I was wondering
if he was yours.

Why would you
wonder that, dear?

Because he mentioned you.

Oh.

Well, if it's the guy
I'm thinking of,

I only met him the one time.

But he wasn't my psychiatrist.

Was he Ali's?

No, he wasn't.

( Piano playing )

Mrs. DiLaurentis: (
Sternly ) Where are you?

I'm in here.

Duh.

Aren't you impressed? I guess all
your nagging finally paid off.

( Gasping ) Oh, my God!

You almost took off
my frickin' fingers!

You think that's funny?
The stunt you pulled?

That some sort
of sick joke to you?

You seriously almost
took off my limbs.

Is that what the two of you do when
you're not braiding each other's hair?

Figure out ways to scare
the hell out of me?

Why are you having
a full-on hemorrhage?

Don't you speak to me that way. I don't
even know what you're talking about!

I get a phone call this afternoon...
"we have your daughter here,"

they tell me. "We think she
may be a danger to herself."

She wants to stay here."

So I run about three
stop signs.

I'm trying to get your father
on the phone.

I'm... I'm terrified
that you've hurt yourself.

Then I get there... she's dressed
head-to-toe in your clothing,

but it's not my daughter
sitting in Radley.

It's Cece Drake.

I can't believe that
crazy bitch actually did it.

Go to your room.

Go to your room,

because I can't be held
accountable for what happens.

I didn't even know that
she was actually gonna do it.

Well, you enjoy it,

because it's the last game
that the two of you

are going to play together.

Even the doctor I spoke to
agreed that this friendship

is toxic.

So are a lot of things.

That girl is no longer
welcome in this house.

Had they ever done anything
like that before?

No.

But even from the beginning, something
about their relationship was wrong,

obsessive.

What? Like...

Wearing each other's makeup?

Clothes?

More like wearing each other's
personalities.

That's pretty messed-up.

Yeah, but it makes sense.

Remember, that guy Hector said that
Ali wanted masks of her face made

so that her friends
would look more like her?

I thought that was a dig at us.

So did I, but apparently
she was talking about Cece.

Hi.

Hi.

I wasn't sure if you'd
be home for dinner.

Oh, no, I thought we
could just order a pizza.

Okay, sure.

Honey, have you
spoken to your mom lately?

Uh, not since earlier.
Why?

I... you should probably
head home.

Mrs. Hastings,
what's going on?

Someone made an anonymous
complaint to the court.

They're accusing me
of obstruction of justice.

What?!

They're alleging
that I bullied Mona

into... Giving her confession.

Spencer: That's crazy.

I know. And the charges
won't hold water for long,

but unfortunately,
the damage is done.

What damage?

In order not to hurt
your mother's case,

I have to recuse myself.

What does that mean?

It means...

Right now, your mother
doesn't have a lawyer.

I didn't know
it was gonna go so...

Late.
( Chuckles )

It's okay.

And just so you know, my plan
wasn't to brown-bag it on a stoop.

- My plan was to take you somewhere nice.
- Hey, it's fine.

- Fine.
- Like steak or... or something.

It...

I...Don't eat meat.

At all.

Ah.
( Chuckles )

Well, I'm glad
I didn't do that.

What, that sauce a little
too spicy for you, sport?

Uh...

( sighs )

Excuse me?

I love spicy food.
Mmm.

No, it's just, uh,

this scratch doesn't.

( Chuckles )

Gimme that.
Give it to me.

Oh.

Lemme see.

Sorry, it's just...

So tiny I can't really
see it in this light.

All right, all right.

No kidding, though...

that guy got me
right in the jaw.

My mouth hurts just movin' it.

H-how is a total badass
like you,

who won his match tonight,

acting like such a baby?

So...

Think I'm a badass?

No, not at all.
I think you're a faker.

You're grinning
from ear to ear right now.

Doesn't seem to be
hurting at all.

I can't help it.

You're here with me
on a stoop...

( Sighs ) ( Chuckles )

Eating a vegetarian burrito.

♪

I can't help but smile
right now.

Does this hurt?

♪ 'Cause I am afraid
of the light ♪

Try again.

How about this?

♪ And I can't
sleep alone at night ♪

♪ yeah you know what I mean ♪

Mmm.

♪ 'Cause I can't
sleep alone at night ♪

♪ yeah you know what I mean ♪

( Door shuts )

Hi, Mrs. DiLaurentis.

Hi. How was work?

Fine. Fine.

What are you knitting?

What was going to be
a scarf for my husband,

but now I guess it'll
be a tight sweater for me.

By the way,
you can call me Jessica.

The circuit breaker was blown.

Ah, so,

I replaced it,

and it should start
to warm up in here

in about 20 minutes.

Great.
Thank you so much.

Yeah, um,

I don't exactly
know how to say this,

but... Looks like you
have a bigger problem.

You said so yourself...
this isn't true.

Won't this all just blow over?

The prosecution still might
try to use it in the trial.

And we just can't risk that.

( Phone ringing )

Oh, I need to take this.

( Ringing continues )

( Phone beeps ) ( Sighs )

I have to go home. I have to go see my mom.
Okay, I'll join you.

Hanna, just calm down.
Everything's gonna be all right.

'Kay... no it's not!

Okay, an anonymous tip? Who
do you think called that in?!

Hey, take a breath.

No, I have to go home.

I know.
It's very upsetting.

Well a real lapse in judgment.

Well I was beginning to suspect
the confession was coerced,

but yeah I was shocked
when I learned

it was my former
mother-in-law.

Almost mother-in-law.

Guess I dodged a bullet there.

Well, just goes to show...

you can't trust anyone.

♪

( Sighs )

♪ In every dream home,
a heartache ♪

♪ and every step I take ♪

♪ takes me further
from heaven ♪

♪ is there a heaven? ♪

♪ I'd like to think so ♪

( Gasping )

♪ Standards of living ♪

Over there.

♪ They're rising daily ♪

♪ but home ♪

Mrs. DiLaurentis:
He's right.

It definitely looks like
somebody used this

as their temporary home.

Oh, should we...

Maybe call the police?

I'm sure they're long gone.

My guess is they moved out
before Jason moved back in.

Unfortunately,
they left us quite a mess.

Maybe I can get the gardener
to clear that out.

( Sighs )

Hey, I'm gonna heat up
some lasagna.

You must be starving.

♪ I blew up your body ♪

( Footsteps )

♪ But you blew my mind ♪

♪

♪ Oh those heartaches ♪
( Footsteps )

♪