The Lying Game (2011–2013): Season 1, Episode 2 - Being Sutton - full transcript

Previously on
The Lying Game...

My twin sister.

I just can't wait
to finally meet you.

Stop right there!

My pervy foster brother
set me up,

and I have nowhere else to go.
We need to change clothes.

Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

You-you-you want me
to take your place.

Two days.

Just hang
out, relax.

I'm gonna find our real parents.



You've been
a little different

since we got back.

So people have been telling me.

Even your real mother
didn't want you.

Someone broke into the house,
into your room.

The laptop's gone.

Ah, yes, Scottsdale's
own Ethan Whitehorse.

You're not Sutton.

Sutton didn't want me
to tell anybody.

We both have to keep it up
until she comes back.

You have one new message.

Hey, Emma. Travis again.

Still not returning my calls.

But so you know, Vegas P.D.'s
still on the case.



Sutton,
breakfast!

It's such a weird feeling,
someone actually breaking in.

Well, I still say it was
just some kid, though.

I mean, all they took
was Sutton's laptop?

Morning.

You sleep okay?

Pretty good... considering.

I have a glass guy
coming later, okay?

So we will get back
to normal

so we can now start
focusing on Sunday.

Unless you girls
have forgotten?

Forgotten the
father/daughter dance?

That's unlikely.

Let's see what you got,
Sutton. Let's go.

All right, ready?
Three, two, one.

Now spin. Ho!

There we go.

Then we spin.

She's forgotten!

Oh, yeah.
Yeah.

I have to get ready for...
school.

Let me guess.

You're going back to Vegas?

Los Angeles to find Sutton.

Something happened.
I can feel it.

As for Vegas, I
can never go back.

They'll put me in-in jail
or that house with Travis.

If they catch me here,
pretending to be my twin...

Do you have any idea
how hard this is?

I start to think that I can
actually do this, and then

I am blindsided by some family
tradition or Suttonism.

Sutton said she was close
to finding your real mother.

She also said
that she was going to meet me

at the cabin last night.

But while we were there,
somebody broke in here.

That laptop--
my one key

to Sutton-- gone.

Only thing stolen.

Right now you've just got to

trust me on this,
all right?

You know, that's another thing:

Why should I trust you?

Because right now I am the
only person you can trust.

You just can't worry
about Sutton, all right?

That girl can
take care of herself.

She can handle anything.

Hi.
Hey.

Thought you could use my laptop
till we get a replacement.

I'll use the hospital's
in the meantime.

- You okay?.
- Wow, that's really nice.

'Course I am. Yeah.

Sutton Mercer,
she can handle anything.

♪ Lying Game 1x02 ♪
Being Sutton
Original Air Date on August 22, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

Figured I'd skip the
daddy-daughter dance this year.

At least that's
what I told Mom.

What? You're
kidding.

No. I need you there.

Did you just say "need,"
you need me?

Okay, cool, here it is.

Smackdown at the Randall house
last night.

Someone got you slapping Nisha.

Gonna be seriously viral
by the time we get to school.

PDR? "Public
display of rage."

I mean, that's guaranteed
celebutante status.

Great.

Oh, uh... Okay, sure, right,
why stop for coffee

like we've been doing every
morning for the last two years?

Sorry. I-I--
skipping the caffeine.

Just feeling a little freaked
from the break-in

and my laptop being stolen.

My guess is that

they were looking
for the "lying games,"

or at least one in particular.

You kept them on there, right?

Uh... uh, yeah, I might have.

Translating...

you did.

Whoever it was broke in
through a window.

- Too much drama.
- Yeah. Uh-oh.

Bad boy ahead.

He's kind of
hot, though.

Mads!

What do you want?

I'm really sorry about
this whole video thing

and that it's out there...

that it was even made.

Uh-huh, sure, you are.

No, really.

I'm sorry
for slapping you.

I kind of lost it.

And it's not an excuse.

Okay, that's twice you've said
you're sorry,

which is, like, twice more than
I have ever heard you say it.

I know.

It's kind of a...

"new leaf" thing with me.

Oh, and Luke was kind of a...

"payback" thing for me.

We were one second
from coming over.

We assume you have
something planned.

To get even.

Uh, like, say....

a lying game?

Well, if ever there was
a reason to start up again...

Forget it, Mads,
she'll never go for it.

Besides, we've got
more important things to do,

like shopping.

Oh. Uh, I'm gonna meet
you guys later, okay?

Yeah.
Okay.

Nothing, not one word
from Sutton.

I tried video chat,
but she's never online.

In the meantime, do you know
what the "lying games" are?

I thought they were done
with those.

They were big a few
years back-- it was...

something Sutton
and her friends used to do.

It was, like, um...
pranks and practical jokes.

They would video, upload.

Well, that's why Laurel thinks
the laptop was stolen.

I'm desperate.

First chance I get,
I'll go to my brother's computer

at the station, and I'll look
for hospital records,

police reports-- I'll see
if anything turns up there.

Okay. Meanwhile, I have to deal
with this father-daughter dance.

I have never ballroom-
danced in my entire life.

The second I step
on that dance floor,

people are gonna
just know I'm a fake.

Well, I might actually be able
to help you with that one.

Just meet me

at 7:00 tonight

at the Chelsea Creek
Country Club.

It'll be on her nav system.

Don't be late.

Hey.

Oh, this one.

Hear you're standing
me up for the dance.

That's okay, though.
I'm, I'm okay.

I'm... fine.

I'll be all right.

I can handle it.

It's... it's nothing
personal, Daddy.

It's just...

It's always been your night
with Sutton, and...

This is... coming
from Mom, isn't it?

Don't be so smart.

That's right,
you are smart.

Mm-hmm.

We just, we want you
to always remember...

"We love you equally."

Right. How many times
have we said that?

It's cool.

So the part about you
being the easy one

and all that...?
Get it, too.

I want you to be
there Sunday, honey.

I need you there.

Please?

Okay. Sure, Dad.

If it means that much.

You work here?

My brother called in a favor.

After juvie, I had to get
on the straight-and-narrow.

Job, curfew, haircuts.

Ballroom's just through the
garden, then to the right.

I get off in,
like, five minutes.

Hi, Sutton.

Mr. and Mrs....

...you.

Ah...

So, do you know anything?

Um... does the
chicken dance count?

For right now,
just, um...

don't even think about
the technical stuff, okay?

Just try to...
feel the music.

All right?

Okay.

Okay.

Good.

Here?

Yeah.

That's good.
Okay.

Let go.
It's all right.

Sorry. Sorry, sorry.

Other foot.

Okay.

Go.

You're doing
all right. No.

Keep looking at me.

Okay, we'll go side.

Side. To the side.

Sorry.

Just...

You're doing
all right.

No, keep
looking at me.

You want to trust your partner
when you do this.

That's the key.

Now, let me lead.

Side.

Well, let your father
lead, you know.

Back.

To the side.
Just...

And then you
go through.

Go through what?

You-you--
it's a turn.

All right, look.
Hey, come on.

You have to learn this dance.
If somebody figures out that

you're not who
you say you are,

you're going back to
Vegas, and that's it.

So I just... trust him?

Trust me.

Okay, here.

Look at me.

Okay, ready?

That's good.

To the side.

Where did you learn
to dance like that?

Oh.

Sutton taught me.

No, no, no, no.

You're not feeling
the music.

You got to feel
the music. Again.

Only this time, just Mads.

Adagio, please.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

That's all for today.

Char, if I could have a word
with you, please.

Worried about Char.

Why?

Well, he's riding her
really hard,

and you know how she gets.

We'll get her
through it.

Yeah, sure we will.

There she is.

How's my goddaughter?

Wow. Paris agreed with you.

Listen, I'm gonna take Mads

to the club for dinner;
you want to join us?

Oh, actually, we were planning
to go dress shopping

for the father-daughter dance.

You need some cash.

Mm-hmm.
Yeah.

It's probably
a better investment

than your brother's
crazy video game venture.

Has Mads told you?

He hasn't been back
since he left for L.A.

You haven't heard

from him, have you?

Couple of calls...

here and there.

I know it's hard to understand
what I'm doing, but...

it's important that Thayer
understands how cold

it can be out there--
away from home,

no college degree.

But you understand that,
don't you, Sutton?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, well,
have fun shopping.

Don't be home too late.
Mm-hmm.

What was that?

I thought you were
on Thayer's side.

Sorry. I-I just...

trying to keep the peace.

You've never been
able to do that.

So, wh... what
did Eduardo want?

Uh... I got cut
from the recital.

You mean no solo?

I mean no nothing. I'm out.

Hey, sometimes you're born to do
something, sometimes you're not.

Anyway, who wants
to go shopping?

- You're driving, right, Sutton?
- Yeah.

Let's go.

Denial.

Yeah, just like always.

We should get her
to talk about it.

Yeah, like that'll ever work.

You might want to ask my
permission before using my computer.

Ah, Los Angeles.

What's in L.A., buddy?

Uh, I'm just
messing around.

You know, trying to see what
celebs are back in rehab.

- Cops know everything first, so...
- Well, this one is wondering

why you're not
at work right now.

Well, they cut my hours.

Really? Let me guess.

Wouldn't cut your
hair, would you?

Uh, no. I told them I couldn't.

It's against our heritage.

Yeah, I'm sure they loved
that one, didn't they?

C-Come on.

Oh, the...
the Mercer girl again?

It's none of your business.
Actually,

it is my business,

as your court-appointed
watch dog

to keep you out of trouble.

And I'm telling you,
Sutton Mercer

is nothing but.

All those games
she plays,

their friends, and now
that break-in in her home.

There's something else
going on there, man.

I'm sure of it.

See you at home.

Yeah.

Think this'll work.

Looks interesting.
Who's it from?

No one.

No one?

Thayer!

Hey, big brother.

How's L.A.?

Sunny, hot...

but nowhere near Phoenix hot.

I saw you called;
what's up?

Oh, um, just wanted
you to know,

I'm sending
you some cash.

Yeah, look, if it's from Dad...

or you...

Doesn't matter where I got it.

Just take it.
Dad's convinced

when you're broke
enough, you'll come home.

So, how is your
project going?

Oh, a little slow.
I've had some distractions.

There's a lot of game aps
out there, lots of competition.

Well, hey, Sutton's
here, home from Paris.

Say hi.

Hi!

Hey, Sutton.

How was France?

Good. How's L.A.?

Good.

Oh, God, could this
be any more boring?

Miss you, Thayer,
and love ya.

Watch for that cash.

Okay.

Uh-oh. We left Char
with your mother.

I'm okay, Mrs. M., really.

I figure I just won't tell her.

Hey, maybe she won't even ask.
Char,

I've known your mom a long time.

She's going to ask.

But Mom's put this whole chunk
of herself into my dancing.

As much as I wish
she would get a life,

I just can't do this
to her right now.

I need to lie.

Right, guys?

Yeah. Sort of, like, what
other choice do you have?

Right?

Yeah.

I... Well,
I guess in this case...

Mom?
I...

think if it was my kid I would
want her to tell me the truth.

Yeah, it'd be nice
if parents did, too.

My dad doesn't
tell me everything;

or sometimes anything.

What do you think
I should do, Sutton?

I think you should...

tell her the truth.

I mean, the longer you wait,
the worse it's gonna get.

Well, good.
Problem solved.

And, girls,
love the dresses.

Well, guess it's time
to face the music.

I'd better go get changed.

Me, too.

Oh, hey, Mads, wait,
you... have a tag

on your dress.

Um, hello? BWR.

Buy Wear Return.

Oh.

Right, right.

And then SMT--
Send Money to Thayer?

Exactly.

Come on.
Char needs us.

...just because.

And I'm assuming
you won a plum roll

in the fall recital-- he
announced today, right?

Sort of.

Sweetie, he did
or he didn't?

Okay, hey, not
everyone gets a solo.

Actually...

...I was cut from recital.

The whole thing.

I didn't make it.

You know, I'm gonna go
give that studio a call.

No.

Mother,

I really wish you wouldn't.

I'm just not a natural, okay?
It doesn't come easily.

It's not supposed to;
it takes hard work.

Right, Mads?
And...

Sutton, reaching your level in
tennis didn't happen overnight.

No, but...

Of course
it didn't.

You know...

sometimes I wish...

Go on.

You wish I was like one of them.

That's just...

What's that, Sutton?

She was just
about to say

it's time for us
to go. Right?

No, I don't think that's
what she was going to say.

No, I-I'm sorry, I...

You know what?
Char is my friend,

and she's
not a quitter.

She's hurting.

You are so lucky to
have someone like her.

- She deserves much...
- You know, I think I'm done here.

Come inside, Char.

You have lost
your mind.

I know. I know.
I-I-I'm usually...

You usually
duck and run.

God, Sutton,
who are you?

I... I'm...

Whatever that was,
don't... don't ever stop,

'cause...

That was awesome.
Oh.

Yeah.

Hey. I'm just playing
a quick round with Alec...

about tonight...

I know.

From here, 8:00.

Hi.

Looks like fun.
I'd ask you to lend a hand...

Can I?

Stir this while
I butter the pan.

So... Char's
mom called.

About that--

I'm sorry.

Um... I don't really know
what got into me.

Char's my friend, and the way
that her mom was talking to her,

it just kind of came out.

Well, you may have gone
a little overboard,

but she probably
deserved it.

Phyllis has always been
a little bit of a pain,

even back in high school.

Sneak attack.

Won't happen again.

Good.

Nice.

Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.
What?

I...

I...

It's just, it's
been three days

and... and three
nights now.

I realize that.

I told you-- I-I checked

with the hospitals,
police reports.

There was nothing.

Los Angeles is a huge place.

Emma, I know that.

Look, I'm...
I'm worried here, too.

Okay, but right now,
we have to do

what she
asked us to do.

Great, but tell
me this one--

how am I supposed to
keep being Sutton

when I know
nothing about her?

I keep thinking that I'm doing
things that Sutton would do,

and then I just end
up messing it up.

God, those parents.

A mother like that,
and a father-- a... a dad.

And friends-- those girls
are the best friends.

It's everything
that I've ever wanted,

except it's not mine; it's hers,

and I'm just here...
I'm borrowing it.

If Emma's done, I believe Sutton
has to get ready for the dance.

All right?
Yes. Sorry.

Try a couple
of pirouettes.

Kind of hard
in this terrain.

Do a turn.

Go through it.

There you go.

Hold still-- I can't
do this with you squirming.

So your mom gets drunk at lunch,

and your dad has to
stay home with her.

She so did this on purpose.

I'm okay with it. Really, guys.

Now, sit still--
this part's critical.

Come with us.
My dad'll dance with you.

Well... I did bring my dress.

Nnn, surprise, surprise.

Go get changed; I'll finish this.

Hi.
Hey.

Like always, they've been up
in that bedroom all afternoon.

Well, I got to admit, I'm kind
of looking forward to it myself.

Looking forward to it?

Highlight of your year--
who you kidding?

Hey, Ted. Please find out what
is taking them so long, hmm?

I'm gonna find my phone;
we're gonna go.

All right.

Any news from Thayer?

I'm sure he's all right.

He'll be home in no time.

That's got to be hard.

Yeah.

Do what we can, right?

Thank you.
Yeah.

The guy so gives me
the creeps.

Here, touch--
actual goose bumps.

Hold up.
Let's get a picture.

Oh.
Who's got a camera?

Here, use mine.

Would you be so kind?
Uh, yeah.

Gather round, girls.

Smile. Smile.

Yeah, there we go.

All right.
Oh, wait, what is that?

What is that that I'm hearing?

Is that music?

Warm up the dancing shoes.

Your dad is so funny.

Some of us see it

as a little nerdy.

Bordering
on buffoonish.

Well, whatever it is,
he sure loves his family.

It makes you so lucky.

Ms. Mercer?

There's still no word?

No. I had this fantasy

that she would walk in
right before we left.

You know, even if they
do send me back to Vegas,

at least it'd save me

from making an ass out of myself
on the dance floor.

You're gonna do fine, okay?

And you look great.

Just like Sutton.

No. Just like you.

I mean, who would really
care if I don't dance?

Seriously, would
anyone even notice?

Well, probably
just about everyone.

Yeah, you'd need
a supersized excuse.

Actually, my knee's
feeling really tweaked.

Please, that
one again?

Let's get something
to drink, Mads.

This thing is at the top of
my lame list.

Huh? Three-time
all-pro, like, every single

record is his?

Whoa. I remember
Dad used to kid you

about knowing nothing
about football.

Oh. I-I mean, Googling.

Sutton and her laptop...

like Freddie Krueger
and his claw.

Ooh, look,
some of my friends.

I tell you, though,
it's been a big relief.

There's a lot less
tension around the house.

She's still keeping
secrets, though, right?

Yeah. I doubt that
will ever change.

But we have kept a few of
our own, haven't we?

Just the one.

Hello?

Hey, Emma, finally answered.

Beginning to think
you were avoiding me.

I'm sorry, no.
I-I just picked up.

Who is this?

Hello?

And now the highlight
of our evening

the traditional spotlight dance.

Come on. I feel
like I'm dancing

with a couple
of two-by-fours.

Just trying to remember.

Paris wasn't
that long ago.

What a blast we had at that
dance hall dancing all night.

There we go. Okay.

At least you've given up
trying to lead.

Ah...

They look so good
out there.

What?

Nothing. It's just that
you're actually talking to me.

It's not like you're
this total cretin.

Uh, thanks?

She's different since
she got back from Paris.

She sure is.

It's okay, it's okay.

Hey, you're doing
great. Ready?

Thank you, sweetheart.

I love you, honey.

I love you, too... Dad.

Substitute daughter
reporting for duty.

Where's Laurel?

Char just butted in,
but you're next.

Dad really wants
to dance with you.

Not to worry.

I'm well-versed in
how to wait my turn.

Did you really have
to have another drink?

Your tag is out.

Let me guess.

You're gonna return
the dress anyways.

And you sent the money
I gave you to Thayer.

Dad...
Hmm?

can't you understand that
he's living his dream in L.A.?

It's what he's always wanted?

And that the whole idea of him
getting some law degree,

that was your dream,
not his?

Mads, let me explain

to you something
about pipe dreams.

His is a pipe dream,

and they have a nasty habit
of not turning out at all.

Maybe you should try
and explain that to him

since, apparently, you're
the only one he'll listen to.

No.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not.

Hey. Could you
call me a cab?

I'm just trying
to understand, okay?

I'm not scared
of you anymore.

Do you think I want
you afraid of me?

I think you count on it.

How can you not realize
how much I love you?

Both my children.

Then why can't you
leave us alone?

Because I love you.

I need my son back.
You understand that?

Well, maybe he doesn't need you.

And he certainly doesn't need
you telling him what to do.

Dad, Thayer was drowning here.

He had to leave. Have him come
back and tell that to me!

So you can just yell
at him some more?

So you can humiliate him
like you always do?

Is everything okay?

We're fine. You know, God,
haven't you done enough?

Uh... I don't...

Listen, I know you talk to
Thayer all the time, okay?

You...

It was probably
your idea that he

go to Los Angeles,
am I wrong?

Dad.

It was probably you
that gave him the idea

to go there, you told
him, didn't you?

I'm sorry, I...

- Didn't you? Answer me!
- No.

Is that right? Answer me!
What are you doing?

Hey! Whoa.

Whoa. Calm down, Alec...

Calm down, both of you.

Hey. Hey!
Maybe we should call security.

Looks like I assaulted
the right D.A.

He's not going
to press charges.

Oh...

My brother and Mads'
father go way back.

I... you didn't
have to defend me.

I-I kind of lost it.

That happens to me sometimes.

It's just... another thing
that you wouldn't know.

What?

I'm so done with this.

Save it, Sutton.
No charges were filed.

Yeah, I know, I know.
That's not what this is about.

Well, I was just
about to leave,

to go thank Alec Rybak,
so whatever it is...

What is it that you want?
No, there's something

that you need to know,
and it cannot wait.

Fine.

I'm not who I say I am.

I'm not Sutton Mercer.

My name is Emma Becker.
I am her twin sister,

we were separated as babies,

and you need to listen to me--
I think that she is in trouble.

That's...

that's actually a really
good one, you know?

I mean, it's just another
one of your games, right?

Same crap as last year.

False alarms.
Fake calls to police.

I mean, you guys set me up
like what-- five times already?

Now I've really got to go.

Wait.

Yes?

I'm sorry?

You said "wait,"
so I'm waiting.

Yeah, uh... well,
what I meant to say...

was... you were right.

It's... a lying game.

Great.

He didn't believe you.

Yeah. N-- I mean, no.
It doesn't matter. Look.

It's her.

It's Sutton.

It's really important
to you, huh?

That we all stay together.

High school, college, forever.

Isn't it to you?

Yeah. Sure.

You're not thinking of
taking off, too? Like Thayer?

No.

No, can't desert my girls.

Better not.

My dad.

Pretty sure that's
who they had in mind

when they invented.
the "ignore" button.

Hey.
There you are.

Hi.

You get Mads and
Char home okay?

Yeah.
No problem.

Well, I just told your
mom about what happened.

You're okay, though?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Just... tired.

Good night, guys.

Oh, honey, I found this
in your bedroom.

Any idea whose this is?

That's Char's.

She... must've left it there.

She loves my bedroom.
She'd move in if I let her.

Well, it rang,
and I answered it,

and the guy on the other end
asked for an "Emma."

I don't know any Emmas.
Do you?

Must be one of her
Facebook aliases.

You know, she has
like three or four...

I'll make sure she
gets it back. Thanks.

Okay. Well, good night. Um...

Thanks for a nice time, Dad.

Night, hon.

She's letting us back in.

I don't think we
can question it.

Hey.

Emma, there you are.

I have never been so glad
to see someone.

You have no idea.

Sorry I didn't make it
to the cabin.

How's it going there?

A lot happens in a day
in the life

of Sutton Mercer.
I mean, so far I

caught Luke cheating with Nisha,
and I broke up with him, and...

Yeah, and me.

Wait a second...

Yeah, you should have
told her about us.

All right? And you should've
told me that you had a twin.

And that you were
going to L.A.

You know, you've had
Emma worried sick.

What about you?

More pissed than worried.

Look, Sutton, I just need to
know what's happening there.

You said something
about a meeting.

Okay.

The night before you came here,

I found a profile page of a
woman who I think is our mother.

So I arranged to meet with her

at this pier in L.A.,
but she never showed up.

Then someone stole my purse
with my keys, everything.

Things are... weird, here.

I just need a little bit
more time.

Well, someone broke
into your house.

My house?

Yeah, your room.
And the only thing

that they stole
is the laptop.

Yeah, so we need to
know what's on it.

God, absolutely everything
is on that!

The search for our
biological parents.

The fact that
I even have a twin.

The trail that's
led me back to here.

You guys need to
find that thing.

We'll try.

Okay.

Look, I-I just need a few
more days, I promise.

Think you can handle it?

Yeah.
Okay.

Well...

good night, you two.

Why didn't you tell
them about me?

How I'm helping
you in this?

We've a bigger problem.

My laptop was stolen.

Look, I told you, I don't know
what's wrong with Alec.

I've never seen him
act like this before.

Angry at Sutton? I mean, it
just, it doesn't make sense.

I'll tell you the thing
that doesn't make sense

is this valet. This kid--
you weren't there.

The way he stepped in...

I mean, it's like
he knew Sutton.

He's seeing her!

What did you say?

It's just...

Honey...

Do you know something?

His name's Ethan Whitehorse.

I saw him watching you
guys dance at the club,

and sneaking around
with Sutton at school.

I mean...

It's like he's her secret
boyfriend or something.

Sutton?

- I was just, um...
- He's just a friend.

Um. He came over
to apologize.

Yeah? So why didn't he
use the front door?

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You expecting someone else?

What can I do for you Dan?

I wanted to thank you for not
pressing charges against my brother.

Ah, listen, he's just a kid

We all make mistakes.

Don't we?

Suppose we do.

Goodnight Dan.

Goodnight.

Where the hell have you been?

You didn't tell me those
Mercer's had an alarm.

But as promised,
Sutton Mercer's laptop.

So, about those possession charges?

Yeah, yeah,
you're off the hook.

Okay.