The Lying Game (2011–2013): Season 1, Episode 3 - Double Dibs - full transcript

Previously on
The Lying Game...

My twin sister.

Wait a minute.
Let me get this straight.

You-You want me
to take your place?

Two days. Just
hang out, relax.

I'm gonna find our real parents.

I knew it.
You're not Sutton.

Probably you that gave
him the idea to go there.

You told him, didn't you?
Is that right? Answer me!

Hey. Hold it.

Someone broke into your house.



My house?

Yeah, your room,
and the only thing

that they stole is the laptop.

Everything is on that.

The trail that's led me
back to here.

You guys need
to find that thing!

Why didn't you tell them
about me?

How I'm helping
you in this.

His name's Ethan Whitehorse.

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

Sutton?

He's just a friend.
So why didn't he use the front door?

As promised, Sutton
Mercer's laptop.

You get everything
you need from that?



It's none of your business. You know
what to do with it, right?

Can't I just toss it
in a pond or something?

I want this thing as far
away from me as possible.

No, you can't just toss it
in a pond or something.

You have to do
what we talked about.

Yeah, but those charges
you said you'd get dropped?

Your office keeps calling,
so it's kind of like...

Just do what I ask you to do.

Then we'll see.

Morning, sexy.

Sutton...

Good guess.

Palm trees give it away?

Emma doesn't call me sexy.

Yet.

Look, I know
I owe you an apology.

For not telling me
you were leaving?

Or that Emma was taking
your place?

It all happened so fast,
and I figured

it would be safer if no one
knew. Plus, I knew I was gonna

be back in a few days.

Hey, Dan.

You plan on going
to school today?

Why wouldn't I?

I don't know. You might want
to get your ass out of bed.

How's it going on the break-in
at the Mercer house?

Is there any word
on the stolen laptop?

Why do you care?

Unless you're seeing
Sutton again.

I told you, man, you just got

out of juvie,
and that Sutton girl...

I know.

Sutton's bad news.

You assaulted

the D.A. last night
because of her.

I'm not gonna be able to
save your ass every time.

All right, he's gone.

Dan knows about us?

Uh, hello, secret boyfriend.

Who else knows?

Actually, your mom and dad.

They walked in on me
and Emma last night.

What the hell is she doing?

I go away for a few days,
and this is what happens?

- This is what you told her to do.
- No, no.

I told her to pretend to be me.

I thought she would
keep her head down,

but instead, she's messing up
my whole life!

Oh, I think
she's doing just fine.

All right, it took her a day
to break up with Luke.

How long you been saying
you were going to do that?

That's not the point.

Just make sure
nobody else finds out about us,

and stay away from Emma.

How'd you figure it out?

How'd you know it wasn't me?

I kissed her.

It was the only way

I could know for sure.

All right, if you had told me
about the switch,

I wouldn't have had
to kiss her.

You kissed Emma.

Well, I would appreciate it
if you didn't do that again.

You're my boyfriend,

remember?

I love you, Ethan.

I love you, too, Sutton.

♪ Lying Game 1x03 ♪
Double Dibs
Original Air Date on August 29, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==

♪ Uh, uh-uh, uh ♪

♪ Uh-uh, uh, uh ♪

♪ Watch out for this girl ♪

♪ She's got a gun
for a tongue. ♪

Okay, yes, he's my boyfriend.

- But what about Luke?
- I don't know. I think

I kept seeing him
for you guys, really.

While you were sneaking
around with...

Ethan. Yes.

Why don't we have him over

for dinner?
The guy who clocked your godfather?

Alec's actually
the one who hit him.

I just want you to understand
that he's not some creep

who snuck into my bedroom.

He's... Look, I promise--

if you get to know him, you're
going to see how great he is,

like I do.

That was amazing.

Thanks.

But you're gate-crashing.

I thought I was alone.

I'll buy a ticket.

How much
do I owe you?

Uh, depends.

The Get Up Kids played this park
last spring, and that was free.

Sounds like a great night.

I saw them at Coachella.

Slept in my car to pay
for the three-day pass.

I would do it again
in a heartbeat.

So what are you
doing out here

wasting music on
the birds and bees?

For now, you know.

But one day I'll have
this place packed.

Get Up Kids packed.

And I will be
looking forward to it.

I'm Justin.

Laurel.

First girl I met in Phoenix.

Lucky me.

See you around.

Kind of heroic that
creepy, weird guy

got in my
dad's face for you.

Speak of the devil.
Hello, girls.

Mind if I steal my daughter
for a second?

Alec, I just want
to apologize

for butting in last night.

Things got kind
of out of control.

Oh, listen, apology accepted.

Will you excuse us for a minute?

Like it was Sutton's fault.

You embarrassed me
in front of all my friends.

Kind of like
you're doing right now.

Mads, I could have handled
last night a little better.

But that's no excuse.

You cannot just not come home.

You need to call, okay?

We still have ground rules.

What, like the rules
you had with Thayer?

I'm trying to be
the best father I can.

I love my children, Mads.

We're all we have left.

Uh, can you give me a sec?

Ew. No, really?

I should at least
say thank you.

Alec was strong-arming me,
till Ethan came along.

Well, don't let him
breathe on you.

And watch the spittle.

STPs-- so serious.

We're learning all
about them in Bio.

Thank you for the head's up.
Mm-hmm.

What are you doing?

Allegedly thanking you
for defending me from Alec.

Actually, letting you
know the good news.

I sorted things out
with the parents.

Told them that you
were my boyfriend.

Well, Sutton's.

What?!

Why would you do that?

It's a good thing,
isn't it?

The Alcove, five minutes.

You and Emma are twins.

It'd be weird if he wasn't
attracted to her, Sutton.

'Cause our relationship
is purely physical?

Oh, come on. If
you weren't worried,

then why did you
tell him you love him?

What kind of person do you think I am?
A smart one.

With a trunkful
of ulterior motives.

What Ethan and I had

is beyond physical.

He's very romantic.

Even the way we met.

Okay, forget it.
No, no, no, please,

regale me with instances
of his awesomeness.

Thayer, just tell
me what you got.

Okay, your birth mother...
Ruth Peterson-- this I know.

Name on both our
birth certificates.

Bailed on me in Santa Monica.
She just shut down her profile page.

Now that's how we contacted
her before,

so my guess is Ruth stood you up
for a reason.

Why? What would make
her change her mind?

Maybe she just freaked
at the thought

of meeting her daughter.

You can be kind of overwhelming.

Luckily, I'm a genius.

Her friends list was cached
on the search engine,

so I was able to
cross-reference.

Seven of her friends
work at the same place.

I'm betting Ruth works
there, too.

Where is it?

Rodeo Drive?
Movie studio?

Even better. A library.

What do you mean you told them
I was your boyfriend?

They walked in on you at 11:00
at night in my bedroom.

Yeah, and we told them
that we're just friends!

Which is lame.
They weren't buying it.

So I had to just tell them the truth.
The truth?

The truth is,
they're not your parents.

You're someone else pretending
to be their daughter.

Which, P.S., they believe.

So obviously I'm doing
a pretty good job.

Why are you pissed at me?

This is a good thing
for you and Sutton.

They want to get to know you,
they want to have you over for dinner.

Dinner?

Yes. Kristin-- she is
a great cook.

Okay, fine. I'm really sorry.
I got carried away.

I just thought that Sutton would
want them to know--

at least if you guys
got caught--

that you weren't some criminal.

Well, that's not
what Sutton wants, okay?

What about what you want?

Just get Laurel to keep quiet
about this stuff, okay?

Sutton's friends
can't know about us.

And you got to make
this dinner go away.

It's what Sutton would do,
and this is her life

you're messing with.

So he's not your
secret boyfriend?

No. I...

Ethan freaked when
Mom and Dad found out.

He doesn't want
anyone else to know.

So you have to keep
it on the D.L.

Oh. I guess I could,

but how will I remember
not to tell anyone?

You want something.

Uh, duh. That's how this
relationship works.

You do something bad,
I find out about it

and then blackmail you in exchange
for my complete and utter silence.

Oh, well, what do you want?

There's a guy.

I met him this morning
in Cactus Park.

All I know is his name's Justin,
he's new in Phoenix

and judging from his T-shirt,
he might be in the Marines.

In Phoenix?
Or he was

in the Marines.

Or he loves the Marines.

Okay, yeah, this isn't
a lot to go on.

Okay, tall, blonde, surfer-cute,
kind of...

Runner-preppy?

Hi, new guy.

Hey.

Welcome to Arroyo.

Thank you.
Thrilled to be here.

A week late-- missed
so much already.

Don't worry, we'll fill you in.
We kind of run the place.

Then I guess you're
the girls to know.

And I guess you
are a fast learner.

Here's hoping.

Nice to meet you.
Likewise.

Okay, so I know we both saw
him at the same time,

but he's perfect for me,
don't you think?

So Ken to my Barbie.

At first glance, sure.

What, you want him for yourself?

No, trust me. I just...
Come on.

I just got kicked out
of dance recital,

my mom is back to drinking
herself into a stupor.

I need something fun
to focus on.

Okay, the "new guy" it is.

Right?
Must find out everything!

Everything.

Did you see the
super-hot new guy?

Sure did.

Let everyone know
he is so mine.

There she is.

Are you Ruth Peterson?

How did you find me?

Oh, my God...

I can see it. Our eyes

are kind of
the same, right?

You know, we can't talk here.

Why don't I get
my purse

and, um, we'll take a walk?

Yeah, okay. Great.

We'll take a walk.

This is incredible.

No, something's not right.

She's bolting.

Please stop, Ruth!

Mom!

I can't give you what you want.

I don't want anything.

I just had to see you

and just know the truth
about you.

And I want you to know
that your twins, we're okay,

and we found each other...

No, don't. I...

I'm sorry.

The real truth is,
I am not your mother.

I'm not anyone's mother.

If you're not my mother,

then why was your name on
my birth certificate?

Because I was paid a lot
of money to put it there.

By whom?

A baby broker.

He told me your real birth
mother was in bad shape,

wanted to keep
her identity a secret.

Said I'd be doing
her a big favor.

And I'm not proud
of it, but...

at the time,
I really needed the money.

I mean... do you at least know
my real mother's name?

No, I-I never met her.

I don't know
the broker's name either.

He paid me in cash.
It was all so...

secretive.

All that mattered to me was
that the babies

each ended up in
a happier place.

Well, not so happy.

My sister Emma ended
up in foster care.

No, no, you were both adopted.
I signed those papers.

You went to the Mercers
in Phoenix,

and the other twin went to the
Websters in Beverly Hills.

Okay, this doesn't
make sense.

If Emma was adopted by a rich
family in Beverly Hills,

then how did she end up in the
foster system in Nevada?

It's too late.

Char already called dibs.

What are we, 12?

Dibs is the code,
and you invented it.

When I was 12, right?

Okay, so now it's perfectly fine
for me

to go after the guy
your best friend likes?

I don't know.

I mean, well, you saw him
first, right?

I understand you want to
be a good friend,

but maybe if you just talk
to Char.

'Cause we're BFF's.

I haven't gotten my official
invitation to the wolf pack,

and if I go after her new crush,
I probably never will.

I've seen what you guys do to
kids you don't like.

Char would have no problem

making my life miserable, and
you'd probably help her do it.

Laurel, I would never.

You're my sister.

Okay.
Very reassuring.

You know what? Forget it.

Hey, stranger.

Hi, Justin.

Welcome to Arroyo.

Um, lucky us, right?
I mean, twice in one day.

Yeah, it's just a teeny tiny
little world.

I gotta get to Chem.

Before you do...

How did you learn how
to do that?

Dad was in the mob.

I'm kidding.

But this...

really is my number...

in case there are any, uh, private
concerts I should know about.

I'll see ya.

Mom?

I need to talk to you.

Okay, me first.

I feel awful.

You feel awful?

I thought I was the one who got
caught with a boy in her room.

Yes, and that is
not okay, but...

What?

I can't believe you felt
the need to sneak around

and hide your true boyfriend,

keep seeing Luke
just to make us happy?

It's not how I want your
relationship with me

or your dad to be.

I want to be honest with you,
more than you know.

Please don't think just
because Luke is familiar

we wouldn't be open
to someone from

somewhat different
circumstances.

Thank you. That means a lot.

So, thank you
for suggesting dinner.

I think it's a great idea.

We're looking forward to meeting
Ethan properly.

Actually,

I was going to
suggest that we cancel dinner.

I have this paper due
for Mr. Beattie...

You mean Mr. Beastly,

the teacher you've been
dreading for years?

Not that I'm complaining,
but since when

do you care
about a paper being due?

Well, I-I don't.

It's just...

I think you're looking
for an excuse,

and I don't want
you to find one.

I want to have
this dinner.

And I'm making tamales,
your favorite.

Well, I guess dinner it is then.

I'll tell Ethan.

I thought you were gonna take
care of this.

I couldn't.

Sutton could have.

Well, I'm not Sutton!

Keeping you a secret,
seeing Luke,

Kristin thinks that this is
their fault,

and I have no idea
if that's true.

It is breaking my heart,
and it'll break her heart

if you don't come.

You really care about
these people

who aren't even your real
parents?

They're the closest thing
that I have ever had.

I know I have

been making a mess,

but I'm just trying
to make it better.

Well, I guess I should help.

Really?
Yeah.

Thank you.

Sorry.

That's all right.

I will see you tonight.

5...6...7...8

Do you want
to get going?

Un-um. No.

Hey, there.

By any chance could I

get you to wait in the car?

What, for these prices?
Don't you think I should have

a front-row seat
and a bucket of popcorn?

Sometimes the girls get a little
nervous when they're not ready.

I just want it to be perfect for when
the parents see it at the recital.

Is that what it is?

I'll be right back.

Hello. Well, tell the judge
the D.A.'s office doesn't agree.

Thank you.

Do you want to talk about it?

No. I just want to dance.

My parents are liars.

They said our real
birth mother was dead.

Maybe she is.

They said Ruth Peterson
was dead.

She may not be
our real birth mother,

but she's certainly alive.

Okay, but what about
that baby broker?

They could have told
your parents anything.

And if our adoption was as shady
as Ruth made it sound...

Yeah, shady and illegal.

Fake names on fake birth
certificates? It's crazy, Emma.

I can't believe
Ted and Kristin knew about that.

Why not?

You've been drinking
the Mercer family Kool-Aid?

It's just... I mean,
they've been really nice.

Maybe they think they're
protecting you.

Emma, it is the most natural
thing in the world

for an adopted kid to want
to find her real birth parents.

Why are they
standing in the way of that?

It's got to be something big.

Okay, it's just...

what they did then doesn't
matter as much

as who they are now.

Maybe not to you,

but it matters a
whole hell of a lot to me.

I hope you like tamales.

I don't know if
you're a vegetarian or...

No, no, this is great.

I eat anything.

So, Ethan, I gotta ask,
how was prison?

Laurel...

No, it's-it's okay.

Actually, it was juvie,
and it wasn't fun.

Why don't we start
with something

a little more basic, honey?

We know your brother, we know
you work at the club. Is that

how you and Sutton met?

Yeah.
No.

Well, you valet
at the club.

And we go to school
together, so...

Why don't you tell
the story?

Well, yeah, we had seen each
other at school

and at the club before.

Probably more like
I'd seen her,

but then there was
that flat tire.

Oh, right, right!

Yeah, I'd seen her on the side
of the road.

So I helped her change it.

And that was it.

So nice.

Honey, you know
we have Triple A.

Thank you for coming
to Sutton's rescue.

'Cause she just screams
"damsel in distress."

I don't buy it.

There's no way you'd let some
strange guy-- sorry, but a guy

everyone in this town
talks about--

pull up and take over.

You're right.

I actually insisted on
changing my own tire, right?

Well, I was trying to spare your
parents the part

where you almost destroyed

a $200 rim because you were
too stubborn to admit

you had no idea
what you were doing.

It's all starting
to fit together now.

After that, we took a little ride on
my motorcycle.

Whoa. What?

I wore a helmet. Right?

Yeah. Yeah, I want

to take her up to the overlook
off Route 18.

There was this rising moon
that night.

It was pretty incredible.

I remember this.
You came home one night,

raving about the moon.

Saying how it had
always been there,

but you'd never seen it.

I'll get it.

Moon love's a little
mushy for me, anyway.

So what do you ride?

I had a Vespa when I
was an intern back in L.A...

Sorry to interrupt,
Dr. Mercer, Mrs. Mercer.

But I need to get my
brother home right away.

It's a family emergency.

Everything all right?

I'll explain when we get home.

Um... Thanks so much
for dinner. It was great.

Sorry I have to bail.

Yeah. Thanks for coming.

Nice to meet you.

He's lovely, honey.

Yeah. Lovely?

Motorcycles and moonlight?

That's a dad's worst nightmare.

I'm sorry,
I just... have to...

This couldn't
wait till later?

I'm protecting them. Didn't want
you doing any more damage.

What's going on?

Do you need my help?
Go back inside, Sutton.

I don't want to do this in front of you.
Do what?

Tell me!

Okay.

So I found your laptop.

Inside Ethan's Jeep.
He's the one who stole it.

That's crazy.

And impossible,
because Ethan was with me

the night of the break-in.

Well, maybe he didn't
break into your home.

But someone did. And your
laptop ended up with him.

Or how about someone
planted it on me?

But you didn't give it
back to her, did you?

I didn't know it was there.

I didn't do this.

Well, don't worry.
We'll get to the bottom of it.

Ethan won't be
bothering you anymore.

Let's go.

Don't feel bad, kiddo.

Some people are just really
good at deceiving you,

and that kid's
got charm for days.

So you think he did it?

I think until the cops
tell us otherwise,

that's what we have to assume.

I just thought...

that he was the one
person I could trust.

Honey... what about us?

You can always trust
your mom and dad.

Okay?

Hey, look... forget Ethan.

All right? Everything else
has been going great

since we got back from Paris.

Whatever you're doing,
you just... keep doing it.

I think I can do that.

That's why I love you.

I love you, too.

Good night.
Night.

What are you writing?
So intense.

- Is that your journal?
- English paper.

What? I didn't have
time last night.

You're actually trying to
finish and turn it in?

Yeah, or she's
just madly copying

whatever she found
on the Internet.

No, it's a paper for
Mr. Beattie's class...

Whatever you have is
way more important.

Uh, yeah. We have to figure out
the perfect "Get Justin" plan.

I'm thinking pool party.

Lure him to the house,
go in for the kill.

Plus, boy-hunting in a bikini
means I'm already halfway there.

Char, what do you
know about this guy?

I mean... you really
think he's all that?

You've seen him, right?

Yeah, he's super hot...

Oh, great.
Now you want him.

You know, I thought
it would take you

more than a second
to get over Luke.

Can I have nothing for myself?

No, I-- you absolutely can.

All right? And I know you called dibs.
Forget it.

There's a sale on at Bloomie's,
which usually feels just as

good as having a boyfriend.
Not that I would know, but...

I'll see you later.

It's okay.

She's just a little raw.
Clearly.

I just don't want to see her
get sucked in, and then...

get her heart broken...

I don't know.
Guys can be...

You think they're everything,
and then they turn out to be...

nothing.

Except when they're
everything, right?

♪ ♪

Nice digs.

Emma would've liked
growing up here.

Hi. Are you...

Randall Webster?

And, uh, who wants to know?

I think you adopted
my twin sister.

Well, this is the great
tragedy of my life.

We did adopt a baby, brought her
home, everything was perfect.

Till the birth mother showed up,
asking for her child back.

You can do that?

I hired the best
adoption attorney in L.A.,

but the birth mother had
all the right paperwork.

We had no choice but
to hand our baby over.

So that's... my mother
you're talking about.

What was her name?
Who knows?

She said her name
was Ruth Peterson.

Even had a driver's license
proving that it was.

Ruth Peterson.
We just met her.

She says she's not...
And she isn't.

See, all we wanted
to do was follow up,

make sure the baby was okay.

Quickly found out
what you did:

Ruth Peterson was
just paid for her name.

So the real birth mother,
the one who came to your door,

got a fake driver's
license and then...

Disappeared.

With our baby.
Didn't you call the police?

We couldn't.

Truth is, I knew this was
a back-channel adoption.

Did my parents know
this adoption was

back-channel?
They must have.

Honey? Where are you?
I just got home.

I'm going to have to go.

I don't want this
to upset my wife.

Can I give you
my number, address,

in case you think
of anything else?

Absolutely. Good luck.

Thank you.

So did you hear?

Cops finally caught the guy
who broke into the house,

stole Sutton's laptop.

No, I didn't hear.

Yeah, it's that valet
you got into it with

the night of the
father-daughter dance.

Ethan Whitehorse.
Uh-huh.

Kid's got a record,
been to juvie...

Well, it looks like
he's going back.

Yeah, well, I know you helped
his brother back in the day...

That was different.

I mean, this is Sutton
we're talking about, Ted.

We've got to do whatever it
takes to protect our families.

Shh... don't.

You can trust me.

You want me to trust you,
don't hide in my room

and scare the hell out
of me when I walk in.

I've been fending off guys
like you my whole life.

What do you want?

To talk.
To figure out a plan.

I think the plan is,
wait for Sutton to get back,

and let her deal
with all of this.

Don't you get it?
Something's going on here.

This isn't just in L.A.,
it's right here in Phoenix.

Yeah, I'm pretending to be
somebody that I'm not,

and I'm making a big old
mess while I'm at it.

All this stuff is connected:

Sutton's search for her
real mother, the break-in,

Dan finding the
laptop in my truck.

I don't know why you would
want to steal Sutton's laptop.

I wouldn't. Sutton said
it herself, all the info

about her search
is on that thing.

Maybe somebody found out, and
they wanted to see how far

she'd gotten, and then they
wanted her to stop trusting me.

No one knows that you
and Sutton are dating.

My brother does.

Okay, he knows, and
he hates it. He hates you.

He's probably thrilled to
have an excuse to break us up.

Sutton.

Break you and Sutton up.

You know what I mean.

Actually, I don't.

And I really don't know you.

Some people are just
really good at deceiving you.

I guess I don't really
know you, either.

You should come to Char's party.

Jeff's gonna be there.

To see Char.

Maybe not.

He gave his number to you.

Guys like that give their
numbers to lots of girls.

What about Trip Pierce?

Might be good
for you, Mads.

Oh, thanks, but...

I have my sights
set elsewhere.

Ooh. Exciting.
Do tell!

Sorry.

For now, that's just
need-to-know, and

this one is all
about you, Char.

Ugh, I so do not care if any
of these other people come.

It's a lot of mini taquitos
just to get close to one guy.

So why not just skip all that,
suck it up, and ask Justin out?

- You mean make the first move?
- Why not?

It's the easiest
way to find out

if he's interested.
And if he isn't,

if he wants
someone else, then

you know, you can just move on.
You're crazy!

And I'm not that brave.
But even if I was,

I can't ask him out in person.
I don't have his number,

and for some reason,
I can't find him on Facebook.

Ugh. Fine. Here.

Laurel, no.

Laurel.

Oh!

It's Justin's number.

How did you get this?

Don't worry.
I got it for you.

report immediately Sutton Mercer, please.

Sutton Mercer...
to Mr. Beattie's room.

Mom?
What's going on?

Apparently, there's
a problem with your essay.

It wasn't good?

No, it was excellent.

And that's a problem?

Well, it is if I check with
your teachers from last year

and the year before,
and they both tell me

you're not capable
of this kind of work.

Why don't you just tell us
who really wrote the paper?

'Cause Sutton Mercer did not.

Whoa. Okay.

So, what are you saying,
that she cheated?

No, I worked really
hard on that paper.

I promise.

Is this the only
proof you have?

The fact that Sutton's
essay is so good?

Then I'd say
you have nothing.

Her last two teachers said...

I don't care what her
last ten teachers said.

She's my daughter.

And if she says she wrote it,
I believe her.

Let's go.

I can't believe
you believe me.

I do.

With every reason not to,

I mean, no questions asked?

I love you, honey.

When you love someone,
you have to trust them.

I can't believe
you don't believe me.

It doesn't matter
what I believe.

I'm a cop that found stolen
property inside your Jeep.

Yeah, what were you
doing in there anyway?

Right. Because that's
what this is really about.

That laptop is evidence
that I needed to turn in.

I have laws that I need
to follow. So do you.

I have been.

Even if I do believe you,
what do you want me to do?

I want you to help me.

I want you to figure out
who stole that laptop.

Why it was planted on me.

You have any ideas?
Anything to go on?

No? Well, then, I'm sorry,
I can't help you.

♪ ♪

New guy! You made it.

Yeah. Well, I got
your text, so, uh...

Great! So now you
have my number.

Feel free to use it.
Whenever.

Thanks.
Nice pool.

Thanks. Feel free
to use that, too.

In fact, feel free to use pretty
much anything you see here.

I'm going to get a drink.

Do you want anything?

Not from the bar I don't.

Hey.

You're Laurel's sister, right?

And you are a fast learner.

She here?
No.

Oh, but she's coming, right?
Probably not.

You see, Char has already
called dibs on you.

I'm sorry, Char did what?

It's the code,
and I invented it.

And it keeps us

from stealing each
other's boyfriends.

Which is good, except...

Except I'm not Char's boyfriend.

But she wants you to be,
and as per the code,

that is enough for Laurel
to keep her paws off you.

So who I want to be
pawed by doesn't matter?

It's decided for me?

Pretty much.

But that way, it keeps
the sisterhood intact

and good friends are just
as important as family, right?

Sure. I mean, I-I don't want
to mess with the sisterhood.

But I do want
to date your sister.

I know I just met her, but...

Have you ever had that feeling

that you just want
to be with someone

and you don't know why?

Yeah, I've had that feeling.

Do you have a pen?

♪ ♪

That is the new code.

Hey. I just wanted
to let you know

that I'm going to be
staying the night at Char's.

I'm glad you called.

But that's a lot of nights out
this week, don't you think?

Yes, I know, I know.

It's just she's
really depressed

about getting kicked out
of the recital.

And so I wanted to stay
and keep her company.

You're sure that's all this is?

Yes, Dad, I'm sure.

Okay. Say hi to Char.

All right, Daddy, I will.

You okay?

Did you forget something?

Yeah, actually I did.

♪ ♪

I can't believe my perfect
parents were involved

with something so screwed up.

Look, maybe Emma
can look at it

from her end--
do some investigating.

Maybe the real answer's
around Phoenix, not L.A.

Maybe. Meanwhile,

our birth mother wanted Emma
back so badly

that she faked her identity

to come get her.

I mean, why not me?

You know, why didn't
she want me back?

I don't know, but something
clearly went wrong.

I mean, they didn't just
walk off into the sunset.

Why else would Emma have
ended up in foster care?

I came here to L.A.

to meet my mother
and to get answers to questions

that I have wondered
about for so long.

And... all I got was
this big, scary mess.

Do you want me to drive you
back to your motel now?

Actually...

Can I stay at your place?

♪ ♪

I'm so sorry.

I'm-I'm all over the place.

I am doing this insane thing
in this strange place.

and I-I start to think
that it actually

is making sense, and-and like,
I actually belong and I...

It's okay.
And then Sutton's dad,

he's telling me that I shouldn't
trust you, but then I have

Sutton's mom telling me that
you should trust the people

that you love, and...
Not that I love you,

or that they're even really
my parents. I just...

I don't know what to do...
Emma, stop, stop. It's okay.

All right?

I know I'm a crazy person.

Crazy-- but not Sutton crazy.

She'd never come
to me like this.

She's far too cool.

I like the Emma version.

If nothing else,
it's totally honest.

That's hard to come by
around here.

I don't know why...

I do feel like
I can trust you.

I feel that, too.

We can't do this.

I love Sutton.

I know.

She's got dibs.

I know I locked this door.

Something's wrong.

Well, at least your laptop's
still here.

It's warm.

So... you didn't go
to Char's party.

I'm tired of trying to get in
with Sutton's friends.

Like I'm trying to be
Sutton or something.

Honey, you two are so different.

And you are...

amazing in so many ways.

Then how come it's
so easy for her?

I mean, good guy Luke,
bad boy Ethan--

they all just flock to her.

Which isn't necessarily
a good thing.

Sooner or later, the right guy's
going to come along.

And when he does, you won't
be able to keep him away.

I'll get it.

Sweetie, can you
come here a sec?

Sorry for showing up
so late without calling.

I just, uh, had to see you.

How did you know where I live?

Your sister gave me the address.

Hope that was okay.

Um, no, yeah.

It's... It's great.

I'm not a crazy stalker,
I promise, it's just, uh...

I just didn't want to wait till
tomorrow to, uh,

ask you out.

Oh. Okay.
Do you think

we could go and see a movie
sometime? Or a band?

Or just sit at the park and
talk, while you play

some of that music for me that
you don't like anyone else to hear?

Yeah, I think we could do that.

Cool. It'll be fun.

I should go.

Sleep well.

Thanks. I will.

♪ It's the way you smile ♪

♪ It's the way you smile
away your sorrows ♪

♪ It's the way you laugh ♪

♪ It's the way you laugh
about tomorrow ♪

♪ And I thank you
for the truth ♪

♪ And I'm here to tell you ♪

♪ That if your world
should fall apart ♪

♪ I will remind you ♪

♪ I think you're perfect
as you are ♪

♪ I will remind you ♪

♪ And if you feel like nothing
is going right ♪

♪ I will remind you... ♪

Well, everything's still here,
but whoever broke in saw it all.

No one knows I'm in L.A.

Are you sure
this isn't about you?

Your video game apps?

It's so competitive.
You hear all the time

about gamer espionage.
No, Sutton, that's...

that's not what this is.

Okay, then you're
freaking me out.

I can't believe there was another
break-in about another laptop.

Sorry.

No, no, no, no.
That's-That's okay.

I'll just, um...

uh, sleep on the couch.

No, come on. That's...

This doesn't have to be weird.

I mean, we've known each other
since, like, forever.

Yeah, yeah, uh, forever.

Mr. Webster.
Hi...

Here, I wasn't sure
I even still had this.

But, uh, there you go.

What is it?
That woman--

uh, the one who took
our baby-- she sent us that

about a year after,
and it meant a lot to us.

Uh, but I know it's going to mean a lot
more to you, and you should have it.

She's your mother.

Sutton.
Hi. So glad it's you.

Look. So much has happened.

This is a lot harder
than you thought.

I keep screwing it up.

Stop. This doesn't matter.

No. It does.

Trust me.
Answers on the laptop.

Trust me.
This is way more important.

What? What did you find?

This.

That's you Emma.

And that is our mother.

== sync, corrected by elderman ==