Pretty Little Liars

Previously on Pretty Little Liars.

This is for you.

It's what you need to read before

your meeting with Brenda McGowan.

Lee's going to help you with college.

Hey, what's this song?

It's not a song that Tippy's singing, it's a phone number.

Where is this area code, anyways?

York county.

Did Ali know anybody from there?

There was a college there, I just saw it. Cicero.

Yeah, look.

I gave the R.V. to "A" for nothing.

I think "A" gave you something real.

We've got to find Dr. Palmer.

Will you tell her to stay away from that girl?

- What girl? - That blonde girl.

- Are you Brendan? - Yeah. If you want,

I could go through some of these schools with you.

I didn't think that you were the type of person who would lead somebody on

- just to get what you wanted. - You've never had to be charming

'cause mommy and daddy have a safety net of cash to catch your fall.

What did you say to mom to make her change her mind about Europe?

The only reason you want her to go so bad

is so you could start boffing your teacher again.

That was Mrs. Grunwaltz, our former house mother.

Legend has it she was fired.

Apparently you couldn't get anything past that bitch.

Detective Wilden, he's dead.

Hanna's worried that they're going to try to pin it on her mom.

They are both going to need help.

I keep a gun locked in my desk.

It's missing.

It's the gun. At least I think it is.

- Why do you have that? - They found it

in my mom's closet. I have to get rid of it.

Hold it! Don't move.

You won't say why you had the gun.

Or where you got the gun.

Or why it appeared you were burying the gun on a college campus.

You want some?

Hanna,

you don't need a lawyer to tell me whether or not you'd like a cup coffee.

No, thank you.

How about I tell you what I know?

You were carrying a concealed firearm without a license.

The gun is a .38 caliber revolver.

Yours holds six bullets,

but you had only four. Straightaway you gotta wonder where

the other bullets went, right?

You could be looking at a third-degree felony charge

for carrying a concealed weapon.

That's up to a seven-year sentence.

Hanna, I do not want to see that happen to you.

Neither do you. Neither do your parents.

But I need you to think about who you're trying to protect

and why.

How do you know I wasn't just protecting myself?

A hunch.

That'll be your mom.

Hanna, we're going.

Her bail's been paid and her lawyer's on the way.

Come on. I will walk you out.

They called you?

They're keeping the gun. For testing.

What kind of testing?

Dad.

The kind that determines whether your dad's gun

was used to kill a police officer.

I'll be in touch.

Well, I thought maybe you'd be at school today.

Are you okay? What's going on?

There's no school until the D.A. calls.

I could get seven years...

seven years? For what?

Carrying a concealed weapon,

attempting to destroy evidence.

Murder. I don't know, whatever they find.

You're not a murderer.

Well, I'm ruining my mom's life,

so that's gotta count for something.

Hanna, listen to me.

"A" planted your mom's cell phone in Wilden's casket.

"A" fished that car out of the lake.

And two days ago, "A" called the cops on you.

This is a set up.

God, was that just two days ago?

Maybe this is it, Hanna.

I think you have to tell your parents about "A".

No. Em, none of that matters if my mom pulled the trigger.

She's the one who lied about where she was the night.

Wilden died, and she's the one with a gun in her closet.

Hey, Emily.

Em? Are you there?

I need to call you right back, okay.

What are you doing here? And why are you wearing that?

I'm on the team. As of today.

You go to Rosewood now?

Yeah.

So, you just switched schools mid-semester? Why?

Better swim team,

better chance of a scholarship.

Plus, I didn't like private school.

I never really fit in.

I'm sorry about your shoulder. Must suck to be off the team.

I know how much it meant to you.

You don't know anything about me.

Jenna's told me a few things.

Looks fun. Too late to sign up?

I need to know exactly what you told the cops.

Word for word.

I didn't tell them anything.

I said nothing about your gun,

I didn't say a word.

Yeah, well, you're gonna tell me.

Where you found it, and why the hell you took it

to that college. What were you thinking?

I was trying to protect mom.

Protect mom? Hanna...

If you took that gun from my office...

I did not take the gun.

I found it in mom's luggage from New York.

Shut that thing off, and come downstairs.

When you called me back from that sorority party,

I thought you were gonna tell me that you'd found

the person Ali was talking to, not that...

Hanna got arrested.

Yeah. Not that.

Where's Emily? It's not like her to be late.

I don't know, maybe she got a hold of Hanna.

Yeah, or she could be avoiding me.

All right, well you need to apologize or get over it

or do whatever you have to do, okay?

I don't care who said what to who, but we need all

brains on board and we're already down one. You got it?

Aye aye, Captain.

Ugh. Taste this. It's disgusting.

No, you just spit in it.

Hey, em.

You talk to Hanna?

Is this mine?

Yeah, but don't.

How is she?

Freaked out. She's waiting to hear back from the D.A.

About the charges. Meanwhile, the cops

are running tests on her dad's gun to see

if it was used to kill Wilden.

They can actually do that?

Yeah. It's called ballistics.

When you fire a gun, the barrel leaves grooves

on the bullet. Like a pattern.

And if the pattern of that barrel matches the bullet

that killed Wilden, then bam, that's the murder weapon.

And there's more. Shana's back. Permanently.

She enrolled at Rosewood high,

and took my spot on the swim team.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the girl who may have tried

to set us on fire, run you over, sitting next

to us in social studies.

But why? What does Shana have against us?

Well, Mona said Shana was in love with Jenna.

And that they were both afraid of Melissa...

Who moved to London.

So, Melissa moves out; Shana moves in.

And Jenna gets a new seeing eye dog at Rosewood high.

On top of everything, guess who's in charge

of training the new guy and running the open mic night tomorrow?

Hey, let me help.

Just sit down, settle in, okay?

I'll deal with it, my brother knows him.

Hi. First day?

That obvious?

You're Connor, right? You play lacrosse with Mike. Yeah.

Well, at least you're better on the field.

I just wish that I could erase everything from that night.

I'm sorry, too. I should have told you the real reason why I was there.

Well, how could you? I bulldozed over every opportunity that you had.

I bulldozed over you. I bulldozed over

Hanna when she tried to tell me about the gun.

I'm basically a human bulldozer.

And now I'm bulldozing over your apology.

I'm really sorry.

So, you excited for your game on Saturday? Guilford, right?

Yeah. Mrs. Welch is making me redo this essay,

I got to get at least a B or I'll be sitting the bench.

Hmm.

Maybe you could help.

Mike says you're, like, some writing genius.

Maybe you could just look it over? Make sure it's in English?

Um...

Yeah, sure. I could do that.

Great.

Phew.

She found the gun in your bag, Ashley. In your closet.

Hanna, how could you say that?

Because it's true.

Let her talk.

I'm sorry, okay?

I was looking for your shoes and then...