Pretty Little Liars (2010–2017): Season 7, Episode 12 - These Boots Were Made for Stalking - full transcript

Previously on "Pretty Little Liars..."

- Read the tag.
- He wants us to play.

No, Em, it wants to play with us.

Hannah, Katherine Daly.

I'm doing a fundraiser for my dad

and I'd love to wear something new.

I would be thrilled if you wore

- one of my dresses.
- Absolutely.

This is a 45, and you
were shot with a 22

No, I'm saying there were two guns

one of which is still missing



just like Jenna Marshall and Mary Drake.

- I'm pregnant.
- Is it Archer's?

- Of course.
- I support you.

- Whatever you decide.
- This isn't your problem.

Aria, you're gonna plan this
wedding, and it's going to be

waiting for him while he
says goodbye to Nicole.

Holden? What are you doing here?

This is my sister's business.

She needed a brilliant
but affordable chef.

- Mary Drake.
- What did she tell you?

She said that you are not my mother

my birth mother. That she is..

Well, if the note really
did come out of that thing

I say we get a crowbar and
see what else is in there.



Whoa, whoa, whoa.

That's us digging up Rollins.

A.D. knows we killed him.

- Can it see us or not?
- Guess.

It's punishing Hanna for
attacking it with a steak knife.

- This is ridiculous.
- Emily.

If this person knows
we killed Rollins...

Why are you giving them that much power?

"Them" is a vindictive blind girl.

- This can't be just Jenna.
- Why not?

Because she's a vindictive blind girl.

How can she create a board
game when she can't even tell

if her blouse is on inside out?

Well, it didn't stop anyone
from selling her a firearm.

Okay, we are not playing this game.

- Too late.
- I said that I was sorry.

Spence, you don't have
to apologize. We get it.

Get what? That letter was bait, Aria.

Like some fat, juicy worm that
was stuck on an electronic hook.

- From Jenna, who had help.
- Her help is dead.

His head rolled over
your feet, remember?

Forget Noel Kahn. What about
that Sydney What's-Her-Face?

Oh, please. Let's not go there.

Em, you've already been there.

Jenna once tried to use
her as a spy, did it...

Okay, it's not about
who started the game.

It's-it's how they are
getting exactly what they want.

We're all scrambling like mice,
like we're still in high school.

You are.

I park in the faculty
lot now, Hanna. Okay.

And I'm not gonna let Jenna or Sydney

or any other sadistic freak
who has watched "Jumanji"

too many times turn me into
a tenth grade victim again.

They have footage of us
burying Rollins' body.

If that gets out to the police...

Then we tell the police what we left out

when we thought Hanna was kidnapped.

Alison was tortured by this
freak. He deserved way worse.

I agree with you, Emily, and it
might not be first-degree murder

but we still kind of broke a few laws.

Yeah, not enough to
play this game. Okay.

I'm done. I mean it.

Okay.

She doesn't just get
to walk out like that.

I may have been the one driving the car

but we have to be in this together.

We are, Hanna.

We are.

Excuse me?

Hi, uh, sorry.

I just noticed you were
coming out of Ezra Fitz's loft.

- I'm sorry, who are you?
- Oh.

Uh, Jared Healy. I work
for the "Philly Inquirer."

I've been trying to get
in touch with Ezra Fitz

for a couple of days.

I even left five messages, but he, uh...

What's this about?

Oh, a human-interest
story my editor's hired on.

Local author reunited
with his long-lost fiancee.

They'd like to run it next weekend.

What do you mean reunited?

Well, she was presumed dead.

Um... yeah.

Nicole Gordon was never his fiancee.

I am.

Oh, I didn't realize
there were two of you.

Why did you put Lopez fourth?

She performs well under pressure.

Her adrenaline kicks in, and
she goes into a complete zone.

- I remember that feeling.
- Yeah.

It's kinda hard to forget
when we're still standing here.

It is crazy, isn't it?

Em, I'm sorry.

What I said in the teachers' lounge

bringing up all that stuff about Alison.

I know how much she means to you.

Don't apologize. It's my fault.

I have this intense history
with the both of you.

You and Ali have your own weird history.

When you told me what she did
that night on my porch, I...

I fell for you hard.

Wanted to protect you ever since.

I'd like to think I'm
a little stronger now.

You are.

We all are.

Post it. I've got to
get to a budget meeting.

Go.

Addison, I didn't know you were in here.

I'm a quiet dresser.

You're late to first period.

Yeah, well, it's computer lab.

I've been typing since I was two.

Why did you miss yesterday's practice?

I went home early. I was sick.

Mmm. You seemed to have
recovered pretty quickly.

It was a headache.

Why, are you sorry it wasn't a tumor?

You should get to class.

What's the time frame?

I see. Well, if...

If you think a couple
more weeks will help...

Can I call you back? Thanks.

Hey, there.

- What's that?
- Gil just left a message.

They want to sign the lease
on the field office in Philly

so do you wanna see that
before it becomes a reality?

Sounds like that would be wise.

Maybe you and I can go
down there this afternoon.

We could stop and have a nice lunch...

Who was on the phone?

Was it dad?

How long is he gonna put
off coming home to face me?

Honey, your father's not avoiding you.

He'll be back this Thursday.
He's left you several messages.

Yeah, this isn't really the
kind of conversation I wanna have

while he's in a hotel lobby.

He's hurting too, Spencer.

This isn't how either one
of us wanted you to find out.

What does Melissa know?

Did she sign some secret family
pact to keep me in the dark too?

Your sister loves you.

'Cause she acted like she was in shock

when she found out that
we were related to Jason.

I mean, if she knew that
dad had already strayed once

then why did she put on such a big show?

Why didn't she just tell me then?

Melissa isn't aware of all the
circumstances surrounding the...

Wow. So only you and
dad could appreciate

the bitter irony of me checking into

the same mental hospital
where I was born.

Please don't do that.

You have no idea how hard it was
for me to walk into that place.

Yeah, well, you got to walk out.

It feels like a part of
me will be living there

for the rest of my life.

She drooled over all of them,
but she's desperate to wear

what was behind door number three.

Okay, slow down.

She kept droning on about gloves

but I talked her out of that one.

I'm like "Katie, you
start covering up your arms

"people are gonna think
that you're a stripper

or a junkie or both.

Just hit refresh on
that spray tan, hon."

Okay, those aren't from my
rack. You went through my closet?

Well, I wanted her to see the
best, and you weren't here.

And this was before
our boundaries treaty.

So take a chill pill, Donatella.

This... is what gave her palpitations.

- What's wrong?
- She can't wear that.

Why not? It fits her perfectly.

Uh, she can't wear that dress.

Okay, why are you eating
insecurity for breakfast?

- Hanna, this dress is genius.
- It's not an option.

I can't pull the sucker
out of her mouth, Hanna.

She loves this one.

Well, talk her into another one.

Why?

Han, no masterpiece is ever complete.

If someone hadn't pulled
Mona Lisa off Da Vinci's easel

he would have given her a perm.

When did she have a perm?

Okay, I can't do this right now.

I have to go to a jewelry
designer in Milford.

Call me after you've had your coffee.

Alright, "Twelfth Night"
paper is due on Friday.

If you haven't picked
a theme, please do so.

It helps if you actually read the play.

Can I talk to you?

It's not a good time.

Addison, there's no record
of you leaving sick yesterday.

When did this become a
federal investigation?

Your teammates were in
that pool giving a 110%.

If you miss practice
without a valid excuse...

What do you need, an X-ray?

My head was throbbing.

Listening to your rusty
whistle wasn't gonna help.

You're off the line-up
for Saturday's meet.

You sure you wanna do that?

- Is it just me or she's...
- She's worse.

At least when I threatened adults

I looked up from my phone.

What if I have one like her?

Or me?

- So you decided...
- No.

I'm just trying to go one
day without thinking about it.

Tick tock.

Why don't I come over? Bring you dinner.

You shouldn't be alone right now.

I'm not.

There's a mini-me waving to me

from a board game next door.

Probably scheming to
make my situation worse.

If that's even possible.

Come here.

I left my phone on vibrate
while I was running.

Sorry, I didn't get
your message until then.

No, I'm... You didn't
have to rush over, I...

You sounded fragile. What's wrong?

Um...

Hey, talk to me.

I didn't come here as a police officer.

I thought the shorts
would've been a giveaway.

What's going on?

Are you feeling threatened
because Alison's husband

is still at large? We're gonna find him.

No, it's not that. It's...

Then what is it?

Are you still looking for Mary Drake?

Why?

Would you consider making
that a top priority?

Have you heard from this person?

I, um... I found something

in my house.

She wrote it a long time ago...

When she was at Radley Sanitarium.

It was addressed to me...

Before I was born.

Hey. You wanna take a break?
Maybe get some lunch...

Outside of this room?

- Hanna?
- What?

- You're obsessing.
- I'm working.

Look, I'm the last
one to side with Mona.

- Don't.
- She has a point.

If this client loves your design...

No, it's no mine. Totally, I mean...

I designed this when I
was working for Claudia.

I showed her and she gagged

and then she gave me,
like, 20 suggestions.

Well, how many of them did you take?

Nineteen.

The beading, the belt, the collar.

Hanna, Claudia Greco was a dragon.

She stole your soul for three years

not to mention our relationship.

I mean, the least that she
could give you was a belt.

The belt makes the dress.

If I lose the belt, I have nothing!

What do I have? I have
a hippie ballet costume.

It's like the Sugar Plum
Fairy meets the Grateful Dead.

That's what Claudia
said, and she was right.

Hey.

Can I just say one last thing?

If you believed in your
talent half as much as I do

you would see this
moment for what it is.

Take it and run.

Ms. McCullers?

- Do you have a minute?
- Sure.

What is this about?

I...

I was gonna go to Principal Hackett.

But I thought...

I thought it may be
better to talk to you...

First.

Have a seat.

You heard I was benched for
skipping practice, right?

Well, there's a reason I wasn't here.

I...

I'm just not comfortable
with this new coach.

And now I think I'm
being punished 'cause I...

I didn't respond the
way she wanted me to.

Respond to what?

Why do you think you're
being punished, Addison?

She, Coach Fields...

Ever since she got here, she's been

really inappropriate.

Can you define inappropriate?

I've caught her staring
at me while I changed

when I was in the shower,
in the bathroom mirror.

- Addison...
- She gets too close.

And touchy, and it's not just me

Chelsea Lopez is freaked out too.

I took a picture at
last Saturday's meet.

I'll show you.

She's always brushing her hand
up against Chelsea's thigh.

Always? That was Coach
Fields' first meet.

I-I don't know why I can't find
it, but if you saw this photo

you'd understand why
everyone's so uncomfortable.

So you think it's the whole team?

I can't speak for everyone

but here... look at this.

She's even inappropriate
with other teachers.

I'm not saying she's
like a predator, but...

She's definitely someone
who's way over the line.

If you think I should go
straight to Mr. Hackett...

You did the right thing coming to me.

I'll handle it.

Can you forward this to me, please.

So when did she come up with this?

She's a bride. They're
allowed to change their minds

ten times a day.

So how many guests?

Tomorrow night's rehearsal dinner for 20

is now a feast for 40.

They're multiplying like rabbits.

Okay. Well, what can I do?

No, you're not here to help me.

You're supposed to be
working on your menu.

- You need help.
- No, I don't.

Yes, I do. How are you with tabbouleh?

Bulgur's there, parsley's done.

Tomatoes just need to be chopped.

Can I trust you with a knife?

Well, not that one. It's bigger than me.

Alright. Use this.

And put on an apron.

Ezra's still in New York?

Yeah, her family found a small apartment

for him near the clinic.

Sweet.

Yeah. Sweet.

Can I just say one more thing
that's like really bugging me?

Besides the fact that you
can't say Nicole's name?

I can. I just don't really like to.

So what else bugs you?

Besides her name and

a jackass reporter who
didn't do his homework?

I mean, where did he even read that?

Did Ezra propose to her first?

Y-you wrote a book with the guy.

You've known him forever. Why
would he keep that a secret?

Don't you think he would have told you?

Why would he? She was gone.

Well, I don't see why it
matters now. You've got the ring.

So why does he keep putting it off?

She still doesn't even
know that we're engaged.

Is Ezra the only person who's
ever told you he loved you?

What?

In all these years,
was there anyone else...

In college, after college,
when you moved to Boston?

Well, yeah.

But what does that have to do with this?

Have you shared that with Ezra?

- That's totally different.
- Why?

Everyone's got history.

Just 'cause you met him
when you were in 11th grade

doesn't mean he's frozen in amber.

Hey, I'm not the same
person I was in high school.

Are you?

You've gotta be joking.

I mean, this kid is out of control.

- I'm gonna go talk to Hackett.
- Emily, wait, before you do...

No, why wait? The girl's a snake.

She needs to be kicked off the team.

I agree, but she is dangerous.

Why? Because she snapped a pic
of me taking care of a friend?

Hackett knows what Alison
and I have been through.

Everyone in this town does.

No one's gonna let her
subvert a hug into...

It's not about that picture.

She's accused you of hitting on her.

- Oh, my God.
- And others.

And who's gonna believe that?

It's your word against hers.

And if she strong-arms
any of her other teammates

and files a formal complaint...

Okay. I'll let Hackett handle this.

I mean, if I confront
the kid, it'll be worse.

Like I do have something to hide.

And if you challenge her, she'll
turn you into a predator too.

I don't think so. She doesn't
have any pictures of me.

What's that supposed to mean?

I'm just saying you need to be careful.

Alison brings her drama to school

it's easy to get sucked in...

Okay, this has nothing
to do with Alison.

This is about a vile brat who's
determined to take down an adult

that dared to discipline
her. She's a bully.

I won't let her get away with this.

How do you plan to stop her?

Let me supervise practice
today. You take the night off.

I'll talk to some of the other teammates

put out any fires before they spread.

She checked into this
motel last Tuesday.

She didn't sign in under Mary Drake

but matches the character description.

Did you talk to anybody? Any
idea where she was headed?

No. There's a lead out of Scranton.

Two Mary Drakes listed
as permanent residents.

Well, do you have any photos?

Well, they both appear to
have been born before 1950.

Hey...

You sure you really want this?

You've seen some
gruesome stuff, Spencer.

And this person could've been
the one who pulled the trigger.

She wasn't, she...

I don't see her that way anymore.

Where did you find it
in the house? The letter.

Your parents hung on to it.

They might still know
where to contact her.

Detective Furey, I believe
you've been looking for me?

- I'm J...
- I know who you are.

- Where have you been?
- Hiding.

But I can't do that anymore.

I need to tell somebody the truth.

We're not alone right now, Ms. Marshall.

I know. I can hear her breathe.

Hello, Spencer.

Are you sure he's dead?

If you're referring to Noel Kahn, yes.

But if you'd like to
make a statement, Jenna

I'd recommend you...

He wasn't just out to get you

and your friend, Spencer.

- He wanted to kill me too.
- I...

Sara Harvey was first. I was next.

What do you know about
Sara Harvey's death?

There were no accidents with Noel.

He was a sociopath who knew
exactly how to trap you.

He kept telling me
that some of the money

that Charlotte left behind was mine.

She promised to pay for
another surgery for my eyes.

So he recruited me
for that treasure hunt

because he thought I had the answers.

He only wanted the money for himself.

Why would he need money? His parents...

They cut him off.

Noel was broke.

And he wasn't gonna share it with anyone

so he lured me in to my old school

so that he could get rid of me too.

I had to play along...

And act like his partner.

Are you implying that he
put that gun in your hand?

No. I brought it to protect myself.

But everything I said to
you and your friend, Spencer

was for Noel's benefit, so...

So I could...

Make it out alive.

Oh, my God. You're so full...

You don't need to comment on this.

Kevin?

Could you take Ms. Marshall
to the conference room?

I'll join you shortly.

Do you wanna see a real sociopath?

Because you have one walking

into your conference room right now.

Spencer, the bullet that hit you

did not match the gun
that Jenna was holding.

And we have plenty of evidence

that will support her
assessment of Noel Kahn.

She is worse than he is. You
have to lock her up right now!

We cannot charge her with
anything formally yet.

Unless there's something
you're not telling me.

Hello, is anyone there?

Hello, may I help you?

I'm still holding for Claudia.

May I have your name please?

I've left three messages.

Hanna Marin.

'I'm sorry. Could you
repeat that please?'

Marin.

Look, you're sitting at my old desk

if she doesn't wanna talk to me, then...

Hello?

_

How could she just walk in there?

I'll tell you how, because she has balls

the size of church bells.

Okay. Well, I didn't need that image.

Why didn't he just ask her who
was shooting off the second gun?

I'm sure he will, but
he couldn't do that

in front of you.

Do you know how hard it was

not to tell him about
that freakin' game?

Why were you even down
there? At the precinct?

These are really good.

Okay. Stop eating those.

Holden had to drive all
the way to Amish country

to get these mushrooms.

- Yeah, where is he?
- Tomato run.

He'll be back soon so talk fast.

Why were you in Furey's office?

Because he's helping me find her...

Mary.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

I mean, if you saw her
again, what are you gonna say?

I'm not sure. I guess, um...

I'm still trying to
figure out things about me

that have never made sense.

It might make sense if I could just...

Get to know her.

You know, not as someone to fear, but...

To forgive.

I tried calling Spence.
She won't pick up.

No one's taking my calls today.

Wait, so who was hiding Jenna?

Sydney What's-Her-Face?
Was she at the station too?

I got the same text as you, Hanna

didn't come with the footnotes.

Don't bite me. I was just asking.

Look, I'm sorry. I guess she's
been to seventh circle of hell

and just keeps getting...

Emily?

Em, are you there?

Yes, and so is Jenna with bookends.

I'll call you back.

Send.

Oh, there you are.

I thought maybe you decided
not to come after....

No, I was just with Aria. I'm ready.

Gil faxed over a blueprint.

It's a nice place.

But he said that the corner's
loud, lots of traffic.

Maybe if I took the backroom

and we put your desk
outside my office...

I won't be needing a desk.

Uh, I promised you that I
would help you get settled

and I will.

But I'm gonna be looking for other work.

I have to.

If that's dad, just take
it. I'll wait in the car.

No, it's not your father.

It's, uh, it's a realtor.

Your dad and I have
decided to sell this house.

What? When?

We figured the sooner the better.

Severing ties with this town
would be healthy for all of us.

I didn't tell you this
morning because I...

I knew that you were already
hurting, and I didn't want to...

Sell it! Fine, do
what's best for you guys.

- It's just a house.
- No, it's not.

It's our home. It's-it's your home.

It's the only home you've ever known.

Well, it feels different now.

Not to me.

Spencer, it's not about walls and a roof

and-and a staircase,
it's about a family...

That lived here.

A family that I've
tried to hold together

in spite of all the
lies and losses and crap

that life's thrown at us.

My children made even

the worst moments bearable.

We got through them
together, not because

we have the same blood
flowing through our veins

but because we're a family.

All I ever wanted to do
was to make you feel safe

and nurtured and...

And loved.

That's what made it a home for me.

We should probably go.
We're gonna be late.

- You must have been hungry.
- What?

You don't think a chef
counts his mushrooms?

Oh, yeah.

- Sorry, I forgot to eat lunch.
- No worries.

You saved me today.

I was gonna offer you cash, but...

_

if you're happy to be paid in fungus...

Or should I say fungi?

Aria? You okay?

Uh, no. I-I should get going.

I'll talk to you tomorrow?

Oh, we never got around
to discussing the menu

for you and Ezra.

Yeah. That's okay. Next time.

This blew my mind. How gorgeous.

Tell me you don't wanna lick this.

Wow. They just let you borrow it?

Don't look so surprised,
hon. This is why you need me.

I'm connected.

Can I show you some awesome
photos from the store designer?

Yeah, you know what,
just forward it to me.

Caleb is waiting, and we
haven't even started...

Okay, Caleb can wait. What about shoes?

You and Katherine wear the same size.

- Can she borrow your little...
- Yeah.

I'm getting them fixed in Philly.

- I'll pick them up tomorrow.
- Look at these earrings.

How great would this
go with your collar.

He's got tons of this stuff.

What the hell?

What is she doing in your design?

'How did she copy your dress?'

Hanna! Speak! Why does she have that?

Well, one of us is gonna find out. Now.

Move.

Yo, Jenna. It's Mona.

You don't have to introduce
me to your little posse.

Just tell me where you got the dress?

- Excuse me?
- The dress.

Where did it come from?

- It was a gift.
- From who?

That was Hanna. This is
me. Who gave you the dress?

I'm sorry, I can't talk right now.

We have an Uber waiting for us. Bye.

I thought the police
were looking for her.

What is she doing
shuffling around in that

instead of an orange jumpsuit?

It's all part of the game.

What game?

Hanna, what game are we talking about?

You know what? I can't
do this right now.

Later.

I thought you had a spare key.

What's going on?

Spencer's in Philly with her mom

and I need to get into that barn.

- Why?
- That nasty little mean girl

in your class is a pawn. Okay?

Another Sydney deployed
by Jenna to destroy me.

- Hold on.
- No.

I need to see that board game.

If A.D. is behind this
and is threatening me

to play that game, then I want
some confirmation. Something.

Em, I don't think it takes questions.

It's not a Ouija board.

Addison Derringer is making
some very serious allegations

about me being inappropriate.

And if this is all
about breaking me down

so I have to admit other
things to Hackett...

Wait. What other things?

I took a shortcut to
getting my degree, okay?

I-I missed a final exam,
and A.D. took it for me.

So you already played the game?

No, it wasn't a game back then.

But I'm pretty sure that Jenna Marshall

was the mastermind behind that one too.

Where is the damn key?

Em, if you roll the dice
again, you're basically

taking all of us with you.

I'm living proof.

Once you invite the devil in

a horde of little seeds start to sprout.

Please.

You're not doing this alone.

'I don't believe it.
Tenerelli's in that building

- Who's Tenerelli?
- The cobbler.

The old man who's repairing my shoes.

She's gonna steal my shoes too.

- Hanna, stop. Let me do this.
- Do what?

I don't need help ripping
the dress off her back.

She's not even going
inside. Only they are.

You stay here. I'm gonna handle Jenna.

We need answers, not a brawl.

Yes. Yes.

Uh, yeah, maybe. I
will, I will try, okay?

Hanna, is that you?

Close. Guess again.

I don't have to.

Her smell clings to you.

What are you doing here, Jenna?

I'm meeting friends to rehearse.

- Rehearse for what?
- A concert.

In a shoe repair shop?

There's a studio on the top floor.

And my friends are waiting, so...

Yeah, I saw your friends. They
didn't have any instruments.

Unless they're the kind
that you pack in holsters.

Caleb, I suggest you back off.

Hm. That's my suggestion.

Who brought you back
to Rosewood this time?

Why do you assume I didn't come alone?

Because you couldn't make
a dress from a stolen sketch

without a little help.

You better think twice about
why you came back to town, Jenna.

The cops are already punching holes

in that little bedtime
story about you and Noel.

Well, they shouldn't.

Because the last time I
checked, the only person

who could contradict
that story was dead.

Mr. Tenerelli, are you here?

Mr. Tenerelli, are you in here?

Mr. Tenerelli, is that you?

Was that piece over there the
last time we looked at this?

_

Do it. Or I will.

What is that? A security footage?

Looks like the alley behind The Brew.

Who's that in the car?

That would be Addison.

And her boyfriend.

Look at the time code.

Isn't that when she was
too sick for practice?

Excuse me.

- Hello. Hi.
- Hi.

- Do they lock the doors?
- 7:00.

Visiting hours are over at 7:00.

Really?

Could've sworn they said 8:00.

No. It's always been 7:00.

Hm.

I knew this was crazy.

My friend, she's a patient
here, she was really craving

salt water taffy, so I ran out to get it

and I knew I wasn't gonna
make it back in time.

I got stuck in this horrible traffic.

- Who's the patient?
- Nicole Gordon.

Um, I-I think she's in room...

- 317.
- That's right.

317, yes.

Just give her the bag and make it quick.

And don't tell anyone
that I'm gonna let you in.

It's gonna cost you
more than a bag of candy.

Aria!

Don't do it.

Caleb?

Caleb? Help!

Someone, please, open the door.

Oh!

Help me. Stop.

Mr. Tenerelli.

Hanna?

Hanna?

Hanna!

What happened?

Hanna, you alright?

You okay?

Hey, Carly, would you mind
giving us a moment? Thanks.

We need to talk.

What is this about?

This is about you, and
where you were yesterday

when you were supposed to be here.

And what you're willing
to do to protect a lie.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Yeah, you do. You know
exactly how dangerous you are.

And if you don't
retract those accusations

then I'll have to share
some pretty damaging evidence

about your extracurricular
activities behind The Brew.

So now you're following me too?

Maybe you wanna use your time
more wisely, Coach Fields.

- Like finding a lawyer.
- Stop it, Addison.

You will not have the last word.

- Why, you're gonna smack me?
- No, I can't do that.

But somebody should
have a long time ago.

Probably some poor kid who got
off the bus three stops early

because they couldn't
deal with your dirty looks

or the sounds of your
snickering two rows behind them.

You wanna know what's
inappropriate, Addison?

You. You're inappropriate!

And you need to be stopped
because I was that kid

on the bus, and I will not let you...

Emily?

I thought you weren't coming tonight?

You got another obligation. Remember?

What was that, stalking another student?

Addison, save your
breath for the principal.

He was just forwarded
a copy of an e-mail

you sent to a friend in computer lab.

Gloating about how you were
getting rid of Coach Fields.

- I never sent...
- Save it, Addison.

It was also sent to your parents.

Your dad's in my office.

Here's a copy to refresh your memory.

Come on. Your dad's waiting.

I can't believe you followed me here.

I didn't want you to
make another mistake.

The road to every altar is
paved with bad decisions.

Do you think I should
give the ring back?

What? God, no.

I think you should stare
at that diamond real hard

and think how long it took for
a lump of carbon to become that.

I mean, it's like...

A million years plus.

Talk about patience.

You can't expect him to
be on your timetable, Aria.

If the man needs another
week or two, give it to him.

He's probably more
torn up inside than you.

Thank you.

No sweat.

Try the pizza. It's good.

It's not as good as mine, but...

Hey. You ready?

Yeah.

Let me get my stuff,
I'll give you a ride.

Emily, you ready?

Coming.

_

Em, I don't get it.

What did you have to
do to get this piece?

Jenna reduced her to
blackmailing a tenth grader.

Well, you got off easy.

One of her goons tried to
grind my hand into a moccasin.

Is that a map?

- What?
- Look.

That dark area is shaped like Rosewood

and then these three
lines are the three roads

that lead out of it, this
one curves just like Route 37

and this long slanted
one leads to the turnpike.

- Why are we getting a map?
- Seriously.

It's not like this game
wants to help us escape.

No, but maybe it wants
us to find something.

Or someone.