SPENCER: Previously on Pretty Little Liars...
LAWYER: The Commonwealth calls Lesli Stone.
LESLI: Even though Alison was already locked up
her friends were all on edge about anyone asking any questions...
SPENCER: Do you remember everything that Charles made you do?
Yeah. Don't you?
- Not really. - ALISON: He never left Radley.
He killed himself when he was 16.
Your brother might still be alive.
We go to Radley.
I can't believe you went home.
I thought maybe once my mom got over the shock of me being back,
- things would be different. - Were they?
- No. - This is Dean Stavros.
Spencer, I'm a drug and alcohol abuse counselor.
Help! Help!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
I just needed to get some air and the door wouldn't open.
I'm Clark.
Maybe you could sell me something that would help calm my nerves.
- Yeah. What? - Pot.
Sabrina made me some cookies.
Whatever is bothering you is still going to be there.
SPENCER: I can't sleep.
My mind won't shut off. I just wanna quiet the noise.
(WATER DRIPPING)
SPENCER: Hello?
Hello?
Wait. Wait!
Who are you?
(GASPS)
(SHOUTING)
♪ (THEME SONG PLAYING) ♪
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ARIA: (OVER PHONE) Hold it. Go back. Did you see his face in the dream?
The word is nightmare. And, no, I didn't. That's when I fell off the bed.
So, who was the little girl?
I don't know, I've never seen her before.
Or maybe I have.
Again, Spencer, it was just a dream, or nightmare.
But what about that creepy room?
I mean, do you remember ever seeing anything like that?
I don't know, and if I did, I have completely burned it from my brain.
- Listen, I should go. - Wait, wait.
When we went back inside, after A locked us out, do you remember a tiled room?
It was right next to the...
- Spencer, I do not wanna... - Aria, please just help me.
I can't. Seriously, it is taking all that I have to forget that place.
(SIGHS) It's bad enough I can't even walk by the photo lab without...
What did you do with that hair dye?
- (SIGHS) You're giving me cramps. - Aria, we can't just throw away clues.
- (MUNCHING) - What're you eating?
Hello? Spence, are you there?
Yeah, still here.
My mother's just sitting on my chest.
Ugh, she's still on my case about this stupid valedictorian thing.
Well, why don't you just say yes?
Because it's a pity toss, that's why.
I've been gone for over a month,
she probably offered to buy them a planetarium.
Just do it.
Please, just give me a freakin' reason to go to graduation.
Oh, really? Now you wanna go to graduation?
I thought your dad excused you from ever having to step foot in school again.
(CAR DOOR CLOSES)
- Oh, God. I have to run. - What just happened?
My mom just got back from Curves
and I'm not having this argument with her after she pumped iron.
I'll call you later, okay? Bye.
(GASPS)
- God, Mona. - Is this a bad time?
When did you get back?
Late last night.
I just saw your mom as she was leaving for work.
She introduced me to that cop parked at your curb.
What's with the shades?
Is that cop really here 24-7?
Yep. And there's a bunch at school, too.
They stand outside the bathroom while you pee.
I wish we'd never come back here.
Did you feel any safer at the spa?
Safer than I feel being in the same zip code as Alison.
- Mona... - I sent her to jail, Hanna, for months.
There's no way she's not plotting some kind of revenge.
That's what you're worried about?
A is still out there.
- You've got bigger worries than Alison. - Yeah, I know.
When I leave here, I have to go straight to the police station.
They still might press charges against me for being dead when I wasn't.
Well, that's not a crime, that's just being stupid.
No, Han, when there's a full-on investigation that costs the taxpayers
more than our new sewer system, it's a crime.
And I don't think I'll have any cops looking out for me.
They're looking for A. We all are.
Even more reason for Alison to wanna hurt me.
Forget Alison.
We have to track down anyone who ever had any contact with Charles DiLaurentis.
Someone who worked at Radley has got to know something.
- I'm betting their father. - He's no help.
Alison is so embarrassed, she only leaves her house nowadays to go to church.
(SCOFFS) Church? Alison?
Don't get all judgy.
She's just trying to move on. We all are.
(SIGHS)
Well, will you at least drop me off at the precinct before school?
I can't go in there alone. Please?
COP 1: Yeah, no, my shift started at 10:00.
She hasn't left the house since yesterday. Unless she dug a tunnel.
(COP CHUCKLES)
Yeah, you know, with this little skank I wouldn't be surprised, right?
Who's protecting us from her?
COP 2: Yeah, seriously.
COP 1: I mean, how many people has she put behind bars?
I say they just chained her to the bed.
COP 2: Right.
- Are you running second shift tomorrow? - COP 1: I think so.
- COP 2: All right, well, see you then. - Yeah. I'll call you.
Mom, I can't talk to you when you're like this.
Yes, you are. You're slurring your words.
I'll call you later.
(BEEPS)
Hey, what do you say we go to the movies tonight?
- If my mom comes with us. - Emily, I've gotta go home.
Why? I thought you just said your mom...
I did, but now she wants me back.
Does she think that she can make some money off of what happened to you?
Probably.
But I have to deal with her.
Or you could stop dealing with her altogether.
Have you ever thought about getting legally emancipated?
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
Hey.
- Hey. How did you know? - Oh, psychic.
That or you told me you'd be working in your dad's office today.
Oh, right. (CHUCKLES)
What's up?
Well, I was looking over yesterday's photos
and I need to rethink what I'm shooting.
Why?
I mean, my portfolio's starting to look like one of those calendars
the bank hands out for free. Yeah.
I was thinking of taking a ride out to a junkyard on Route 47.
You wanna come?
Ah...
No. No, I shouldn't. I should stay here. I have a lot of work to do.
Well, don't go into early retirement, girl.
I wasn't blowing smoke, your stuff is good.
It's exactly the type of work they're looking for.
Who's looking for?
Didn't we talk about the contest?
No. What contest?
The Cardillo Fellowship.
It's a cash prize and a summer internship at a magazine.
- Where? - In LA.
Yeah, I know it ain't Rosewood
but there are things worth photographing there, too.
And you can do it in flip-flops.
(CHUCKLES)
Good luck with your work.
Um, Clark?
Can we just stop by my house? I need to grab my camera.
Yeah.
Why are you out here?
I just needed some air.
If you're going stir crazy, you can come with me to the office.
Do your homework in the conference room.
- No one will bother you. - I'm fine here.
I can always wear earplugs.
I overheard one of Rosewood's finest dissing me to another cop.
- Well, uh... - Well what?
I'd let it go.
Kinda hard when someone's kicked you in the teeth
before you've even brushed them.
Alison, you have to own it.
Bad behavior has a way of catching up with you.
You would know.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Do you want a latte?
I don't care. Just order. Hurry.
I thought you weren't in a rush to go to the police.
LESLI: Mona?
Lesli?
Oh, my God.
What're you doing in Rosewood?
I was summoned by the police.
- What? Why? - What do you mean, why?
- You made me an accomplice to a crime. - But you didn't do anything.
Yes, I did. I made the mistake of complimenting a stranger
on her Dolce & Gabbana stretch pants.
And now everything that I have worked for,
my fellowship, my teaching position, my reputation,
they're all in jeopardy because I actually saw you as the victim.
You! You conniving little bitch!
Whoa. Easy, this is her first day home.
- Sorry, I forgot the champagne. - Get a grip, Lesli.
- Mona never made up that plan to hurt you. - Really?
You think I actually wanted perjury on my résumé?
I don't know what that means, but I really don't like your tone.
Who gives a crap what you like, you bag of hair?
Guys, stop. Lesli, I'm sorry about all this, I swear.
- I'll call you later and... - Don't.
You ever try to reach out to me,
or you mention my name to anyone ever again and you will live to regret it.
I believe in payback, too.
I mean, she acts like being questioned by the police
is the same thing Mona's been through.
And then she turns it on me! Me! I'm, like, "Hello?"
I should be biting your head off, freak.
You're the one who testified against me. Am I wrong?
Okay, unless you're texting me the answer, you're rude.
I'm sorry. Toby's not back till Monday.
- That's a really long time to wait. - Wait for what?
Ew. Why would you say that?
- I didn't say anything, I just smiled. - (SIGHS)
Well, your cup may runneth over, but mine is bone dry.
Ew. Why, did you and Caleb have a fight?
No, we don't even fight anymore.
He treats me like some cracked egg that fell out of a robin's nest.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
Who's that?
Mona.
She's scared of Alison and Lesli Stone now.
Ugh, just stay out of it.
Hell, no. Lesli is a freakin' lunatic who needs a serious reality check.
Mona was locked in a hole by someone who's still out there.
Her friend should forgive her.
That's not staying out of it.
Spencer, we can't have Mona quaking in her boots
when we need that boot to kick the doors down at Radley.
I mean, I'm not going back to that shredding place
and Mona knows Radley more than any of us.
Does she have any idea who could be posing as Ali's dead brother?
Don't say dead.
Charles isn't dead dead until we find something to prove it.
- Ah! - Ow!
What is wrong with you?
It's not your cookie.
Okay, first you're sexting Toby like some dog in heat,
and then you're gumming at your dessert like my grandma.
How long do you want that cookie to last?
We're not talking about me, okay? The subject is Charles.
And it's not gonna be easy breaking into Radley, with or without Mona.
Are you buzzed?
What? No. Hanna, focus.
You've got the same look in your eye as this girl in my Government class
who hums and makes chokers out of paper clips.
I'm not humming, I'm just missing Toby.
Well, Dr. Oz says sex is a drug, too, Spencer.
Maybe you should figure that one out.
I like. Are, uh, dolls your thing?
No.
Actually, I find them pretty creepy, but, um, it's this new thing I'm trying.
Embracing the creepy.
Well, I get it.
I, um, did this project last year where I took vegetables and did
a photo progression as they rotted.
That sounds pretty cool. How'd it turn out?
I had a smelly apartment and a major fruit fly problem.
- (CHUCKLES) - But other than that, it was okay.
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
What are you doing?
Sorry. The shadow was across your face and just couldn't help myself.
In honor of us diving into things that scare us,
would you be up to having dinner with me tonight?
(SIGHS)
Clark...
That's a really nice offer, but I can't.
I'm not dating.
At least not for a while.
This past year's been really difficult
and without having to go into all the details...
No, I know. I recognized you.
From the news.
I didn't want to bring it up when we first met.
I figured it's probably hard enough for you.
Didn't want to make you feel self-conscious.
- I apologize. - You don't have to.
What do you mean?
There's bike rides and lake activities. I mean, there's even an overnight.
You're not scared of being in the woods after sundown, are you?
No. I have been in the woods.
I just don't think I'm gonna be going back without a police escort.
- They're watching me all the time. - They're watching out for you, Alison.
You're not the person they're trying to catch.
Look, if you don't wanna do it...
It's not that I don't want to, I just...
You're a member of the church, Ali.
I recommended you for this. No one gave any pushback.
Seriously?
Well, there were a few people who didn't say yay right away,
but I took advantage of the silence.
I really believe you could make a difference with these kids.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Hey, Dad.
Um, you remember Lorenzo?
- Hey there. - Hello.
Is this your idea of a replacement?
Thought if you lodged a complaint about one cop,
you could swap him out for someone closer to your own age?
That's not what I told you.
- You claimed that cop insulted you. - He did.
Whoa, wait, who did?
Uh, you can leave now. Thank you.
Why?
The last time I checked, this was still my house.
Goodbye, Lorenzo.
(DOOR CLOSES)
Okay, do you have anything you might wanna put on a résumé?
Any small job you had before, uh...
I mean, I babysat for my neighbors' kids.
That, uh, may not be enough.
Caleb, she was 14 when she ran away from home.
She's looking to be emancipated.
No one expects her to have started a hedge fund.
No, but they do expect her to have ajob where she can support herself
and a high school diploma.
- We should go. - No, wait.
Caleb, you were able to do this.
Yeah, and that's how I know it's not an easy process.
Look, if you're only a couple months away from turning 18,
I would say just go home and wait it out.
EMILY: No, she's not waiting it out.
She's lost enough time, every moment is precious.
(DOLL SQUEAKS)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)
What just happened?
Nothing.
Nothing, it was my fault
I thought about blowing it off,
but there are only so many family dinners you can skip.
So I went.
And the questions started.
I told everyone I lost my job, but I was actively looking for another.
I came so close to raiding my sister's medicine chest.
Then I realized, I'd already delivered the bad news.
Nobody blinked.
Putting it out there right away, it helped.
- I'm Dean, and I'm an addict. - ALL: Hi, Dean.
I just got back from a family event myself.
My older brother's wedding.
A lot of the same issues as Sheldon has, some old grudges and some new ones.
I could feel everybody wondering if I was high,
expecting me to be the same person
who never showed up to anything without a buzz on.
Excuse me?
The refreshments are for after the meeting.
Sorry.
Okay, I may have gone a little overboard.
I've got over eight rolls in here.
Well, here, I'll help hang 'em up, give me a couple.
Thank you.
Aria, you wanna wait 'til they dry?
You're making me nervous.
(CHUCKLES) No, they look great.
Where are you going?
I just have to make a quick phone call.
- EMILY: Aria? - Clark may've taken a picture of A.
Whoa, slow down. Who's Clark?
That guy that I met in the Hollis photo lab.
We went to a junkyard to take some pictures
and I'm pretty sure that A followed us there.
And Clark got A on camera?
By accident. But I can't examine the negatives without looking like a freak.
So, maybe I should tell him what's going on, and that way...
No! Don't.
Aria, if you say anything, Sara's gonna be the one who gets targeted.
I'm the one that's being followed.
I left Rosewood for an hour and A was all over it.
Why don't you just print the photos out and we'll look at them?
- They're not mine, Em. - So borrow them.
Clark's not gonna miss them for one night.
(SIGHS) I gotta go.
CALEB: Everything okay?
- Yeah, it's all good. - Okay.
Where were we?
I can't fake having a job.
What if they wanna call my boss?
- Give them my number. - What are you gonna say?
That she works for me at my Web design company.
You're willing to cover for her?
It's not a cover. It's minimum wage.
And you start tomorrow.
Hey, Lesli, it's Hanna again.
I'm wondering if you got my message or if you just don't wanna meet, but...
Never mind.
(SIGHS)
Look, before we do this, can I just say one thing?
Sure.
I'm sorry.
I was way out of line this morning.
You are not the source of my anger.
Clearly, you got more screwed over by that Mona stunt than I did
and if you've found a way to forgive her...
I have. And it would be great if you could, too.
That may not happen overnight.
Mona's complicated, okay? But she's not the real monster here.
That person hasn't been caught yet.
Maybe you're right. But I still can't help but wonder if that
Radley place helped Mona or made her worse.
Well, she's not the only one.
What does that mean?
That nuthouse may've closed down, but it still holds all the answers.
Answers to what?
I'd let the police ask the questions.
Taking matters into your own hands
is exactly what got your friend Mona into trouble in the first place.
Ready to hit the road?
Yep.
Actually, now I can't remember if I dumped out the last of the solution.
- Hang tight. I'll check. - Okay.
We're all good.
- Sure you don't wanna come in? - Mmm. Pass.
The last time I saw that gate, your mother was tossing my duffel bag through it,
- aiming for my head. - (CHUCKLES)
Well, she's mellowed out a bit since then.
I doubt it.
If your family did mellow I wouldn't be driving you home right now.
Look, I haven't been to a meeting in a while.
And it was just for some reassurance.
I thought it was the free food.
I'm just really tired of living in a state of permanent anxiety.
If a few bites of a cookie can get me through my day and help me sleep...
Doesn't work like that.
You can't rationalize.
- You're either in or you're out. - I know, I know.
But when you've been yanked out of one nightmare
and then shoved into another...
You're right. All right, it sucks.
But you're strong, Spencer, stronger than you think.
- Please just don't say that. - Why?
Why don't you believe that?
I gave something to you a long time ago and you never used it.
My number.
- Maybe next time you can't sleep or... - Thank you.
(SIGHS)
Can you do me a favor?
Yeah.
Could you throw that out?
Wow.
You're the first girl to toss her cookies in my car.
(SCOFFS)
Thank you.
SPENCER: Mona, is that you?
- Hi. - Hi.
What are you doing?
It's a card for Alison.
I know it's totally retro, but emails can be deleted
and she would never take my call, so...
You look great, Spencer, much better than the last time I saw you.
I was on a hospital gurney.
Yeah, me, too. But you looked more graceful being rolled.
Mona, can I ask you something?
You were in that dollhouse longer than any of us.
So, do you think that it's possible or could there be a chance
that there was another girl that was trapped down there?
Not Sara Harvey, but a younger girl, maybe 11 or 12?
Why are you asking me this?
I have this image in my head of a young girl.
She looks a lot like a young Alison
and she's guiding me towards this creepy room with these rusted bathtubs.
I think that everyone that was trapped in that place escaped, Spencer.
Okay, but what about that room? Have you ever seen it?
It's got a couple of drains on the floor and the walls are tiled
and there's broken furniture everywhere,
and God knows what horrible things happened down there.
No, I haven't seen it.
- But it sounds terrifying. - It is.
Maybe it doesn't exist.
It's just, I felt like I'd been in there before.
I think it must live in your head.
Right.
- Goodnight. - Goodnight.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
So? How'd it go?
She said it would take a while for my PEP to go through,
but that I could stay with you and your mom in the meantime.
That's amazing.
Okay, we have to do something special tonight.
How do you wanna celebrate your freedom?
Let's make it permanent.
(CHUCKLES)
SPENCER: We're not leaving here until we find something about Charles.
God, what did they keep down here? Or should I say who?
Patient records.
Only the staff was allowed in the basement, not us.
I guarantee you Mona's been down here.
Yeah, where is she?
I thought she was supposed to be our tour guide.
She wanted to come but her mom's attached at the hip.
They, like, shower together.
God, why are all these doors locked?
Spence? What's wrong?
Nothing.
Wait, that door's open.
That's how I know this place.
HANNA: What?
It was in Radley, not the dollhouse. I've been here before.
I know this room.
Well, then why am I the only one doing anything?
Can you help me? This is heavy.
(CLATTERING)
Thanks.
Okay, once this dries, put this cream on it every day.
Every day.
Oh, wow, that looks amazing.
- I love it. - Your turn.
What? No.
Come on, I saw you eyeing that mermaid with the harpoon.
And if my mom ever found out I got a tattoo, she'd harpoon me.
So, get a small one in a place she'll never see.
What does this one mean?
That is the Japanese symbol for courage.
SARA: It's got your name on it.
No, but it could.
Have a seat.
Can you hold my phone?
Where do you want it?
Um...
Maybe right here.
It's just really tender.
Well, it ain't gonna hurt any less with a needle in it.
Um, how 'bout something a little closer to the good China?
Un-freakin'-believable.
I mean, Radley has files on patients who've been dead since the Stone Age,
but nothing from six stupid years ago?
Stop, I found it. C. DiLaurentis, I got it.
What's it say?
Spencer?
Talk to me. Is he dead or not?
He... He's dead.
- What am I looking at? - It's a work order.
The courier who transported his organs.
So what? That doesn't mean squat.
Hanna, you can't donate your heart, liver and both kidneys
and still play Boggle in the Radley rec room.
- He's dead. - Well, someone is pretending to be him,
so who is it? Who is Charles?
I don't know. This is just a bunch of medical files.
What are you doing?
(BOTH GASPING)
Oh, my God! Is that a kneecap?
- Don't touch it. - Why would I touch it?
Spencer! Where are you going?
If you leave me here alone, I swear to God...
Shut up! I'm just getting something to fish it out.
Fish it out? I don't wanna see what it's connected to!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Spencer! Spencer, stop, please! No! (SCREAMS)
(BOTH PANTING)
Oh, my God, breathe. Breathe. It's a doll.
- What? - It's a Resusci Anne.
(STAMMERS) What is that? Like a blow-up thingy?
No, you blow into it. They use it to teach CPR.
(BANGING IN DISTANCE)
What was that?
It's probably something you woke out of hibernation with your screaming.
I totally could've dropped this off at church.
Why make you leave your house if you don't have to?
Because I want to leave.
I don't even know how to apologize for him.
That was so wrong.
Alison, your father's not angry with me.
Or you.
He's angry with himself.
He failed to protect his own family and that's gotta hurt.
Well, it wouldn't hurt us as much if he'd just admit it.
Hey, did you notice who was on site today?
At the curb?
I got the goon who was on your beat to trade shifts with another officer.
Her name's Lydia. She's nice.
You'll like her.
You didn't have to do that.
I wanted to.
(CAR APPROACHING)
(DOOR CLOSES)
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
(EMILY SIGHS)
Should probably call my mom, let her know we're on our way.
Sara, what's wrong?
I read the text you got from Aria.
What text?
I saw her, too.
I've seen her a couple times.
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) - When we went to Caleb's apartment,
there was someone across the street in a black hoodie.
Sara, let's not do this here. Okay?
We'll talk about it when we get home. We'll be okay.
(BANGING)
Sara! Sara, wait!
Spencer, come on.
Okay, can we just go? I don't need any more proof, he's dead.
We knew that already.
But we don't know who Charles was close to, who he hung out with.
We're never gonna know that. Radley doesn't put out a yearbook.
- Let's go. - (BANGING IN DISTANCE)
Okay, that was definitely not an animal. I am leaving here now.
(PANTING) Sara, please. Don't do this.
You've been looking all along, haven't you?
- What? - For whoever had us down in that bunker.
Why didn't you want me to know?
Sara, we've been trying to protect you, okay?
- I've been trying to protect you. - I need to protect myself.
I thought we were connecting. How could you keep this from me?
I had to.
A threatened to hurt you if we told the police what we found in that dollhouse.
I don't understand.
Sara, we're getting closer to figuring out who this person is.
- Soon we'll know... - Oh, my God.
(GASPS)
Come on!
(RUSTLING)
What the hell, Mona?
Have you been down here the whole time? Was that you?
- Answer us! - Just let me go.
Please, I'll explain later.
- No, you're gonna explain right now. - Why were you following us?
She didn't want us to find this.
Just give it back to me, okay?
This doesn't have anything to do with you guys.
Why were you stealing your file, Mona?
She wasn't.
She was stealing Lesli Stone's.
Wait, what? Lesli was a patient here, too?
Yes, and she doesn't want it to go public.
Is that how you met her?
Lesli Stone was in Radley. When?
SPENCER: Judging from this, a long time.
Long enough to know Mona and Charles.
(CELL PHONE CHIMES)
- I've gotta go to Hanna's. - Why?
She's having a rough night and she wants her friends around her.
Does she?
And will Lorenzo be there to comfort her, too?
- I've gotta go. - You are not going anywhere.
And if you keep this up, I will take you far away from here.
I mean it.
What, you gonna bury me at Aunt Carol's farm, too?
Shove me in the ground right next to Charles?
What're you talking about?
- Am I crazy? That's a girl, right? - That's a bust and it's Lesli Stone's.
Hanna, stop, we barely know anything about that girl.
I mean, taking us down in a courtroom
is not the same as taking us down to that bunker.
Aria's right. I mean, why? Why would she torture us?
Because she's unstable, that's why.
That girl's got bigger mood swings than that Captain Hook ride at Hersheypark.
And you forgot to mention that she once shared a room
- at Radley with Bethany Young. - BOTH: What?
They were roommates and probably pretty close.
Lesli must think that we helped Ali kill Bethany that night
and then dumped her body in that pit.
Your sister did that.
No, Melissa just buried her alive.
We still have no idea who bashed her over the head
and Lesli doesn't know any of it.
She probably thinks that Alison did the deed,
- and we helped her get rid of the body. - But why hide behind Charles' name?
Maybe she was just as close to Charles as she was to Bethany.
It all comes back to Charles.
So, was Mona covering for Lesli?
I mean, by stealing her file?
Mona said she was doing it to repair their friendship.
Lesli's got her fooled, too.
Or not.
What about Sara? I mean, why would Lesli Stone go after a complete stranger?
It was probably just a rehearsal, Em,
until she could get her hands on the real Alison.
Okay, so what do we do now?
Well, we know where she lives.
I say we catch her in the act.
How?
I did everything I could, Lesli, I swear.
LESLI: Mona, what're you trying to say?
- They know. - What?
You're kidding.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I asked you to do one thing, Mona,
one freakin' thing and you screwed it up. You screwed it up for me!
You always screw everything up!
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