Pretty Little Liars

Previously on "Pretty Little Liars".

Follow me, end up like me.

Do you know who's doing this? - No.

But I also know that "A" isn't playing around.

We have three hours to find out

who "A" is before "A" finds us.

This is "A's" lair.

"A" is dressed like the black swan.

I don't want Aria with him any more than you do,

but if you back him into a corner,

nobody will end up happy.

You're connected to Jenna

and Ian and Jason--

Almost like you guys were members of the same club.

You're under arrest. - For what?

The murder of Alison Dilaurentis.

It's about revenge.

You deserved everything you got!

Mona's "A."

Mona!

They think it's over.

Loser Mona's going to the nuthouse,

and those precious liars are going home to sleep

with their windows open and their doors unlocked.

Don't they know that's what we want?

They found a body.

They think it's Maya.

Em, you and I are the only ones who did anything

worth talking about this summer.

Aria took some boring picture class

and Spencer went to college.

I took a full load at Hollis,

and Aria beat out a thousands applicants

for a space in that photography class.

So, how many houses did you build?

Uh, I think we finished about six.

And in poor countries,

one house is like a home for fifty.

Okay, Miss Productive.

How much of your list did you actually do?

Let's see...

Cooking class with Caleb. Done.

Volunteer at the animal shelter for pocket dogs--

Wait. That exists? - Did not do.

Expand my vocabulary. Effectuating.

Interned for Vera Wang.

You got an internship for Vera Wang?

Yeah, I changed my mind.

Turns out they want you to work for free.

Was that a car?

No, it's just the wind.

Oh, careful, Em, they're already pretty strong.

Maybe for you, you're a pixie.

I've gotten really good at this.

"Show me your boobs. 'A'."

Does Mona have a ten-year-old brother?

"A" for "Annoying."

Are these ever gonna stop?

Eventually we'll be old news.

Yeah, and then Garrett will go on trial

and we'll be news again.

Or Mona will start talking

and we'll be news again.

Or I'll show someone my boobs

and we'll be news again.

Okay!

Hey, I thought this was a party.

You know what? You're right, Em. Welcome back.

And you're never allowed to leave for an entire summer again.

To making it to senior year.

Hear!

Not all of us made it.

I'm sorry, Em. I didn't mean it like that.

To Maya.

Em, you know that we're here for you.

To Maya. - To Maya.

To Maya.

Hanna.

Where's Emily and Spencer?

I don't know.

I need an aspirin and a trough of water.

Emily? - She's gone.

What do you mean she's gone?

I've looked everywhere.

How could she not remember anything?

She's totally out of it.

She's still drunk.

You don't think that she had anything to do with this, do you?

No!

She-- she can hardly stand.

How did she get here?

Hann, hand me Em's phone.

Em, you got a blocked call at eleven.

Who was it? Do you remember who you talked to?

Um...I think I remember leaving your house,

and the next thing I know you guys are calling me

and I'm here.

What? That can't be right. -What is it?

It says that at midnight she got a call from my phone.

You were asleep, right?

Oh, my god. Somebody called Emily from my phone.

Somebody was in my house.

You guys, this is a set-up.

What was that?

We need to get out of here. Now.

Come on.

If I never see another shovel again, it'll be too soon.

Wait. Do we wipe it off or something?

Do we wipe off the prints?

Who would do this to Emily?

Who would do it to Ali?

Some twisted psycho.

The only twisted psycho we know is locked up at Radley.

Let's get out of here.

Everything?

Everything.

The only person who benefits from the missing body is Ali's killer.

He killed maya, too. - I know, Em.

And Garrett's gonna rot in hell for it.

Jenna wouldn't help Garrett.

She put him in jail.

What about your sister?

She's in Philadelphia, and as far as we know,

the only thing she's guilty of

is being in Ali's room the night that she died.

There has to be someone else...

Someone we don't know who's connected to Garrett.

Duck.

Really?

Get down!

It's Lucas. What is he doing out so late?

Hanna, he can't hear us.

What's going on?

We're leaving.

We're going to the lake house.

When my mom reads this note,

she'll think that we've been up there since this afternoon.

Em?

Hello?

I'm sorry if I woke you up.

I don't know how to tell you this...

Were there...any witnesses?

No, mom, I-- I understand.

Okay, bye.

The caretaker called it in this morning.

The place is crawling with reporters,

but the police don't have any leads.

So we're okay. Nobody saw us.

Yeah.

I'm so sorry, guys.

This is all my fault.

No one's blaming you.

Yeah, Em. Somebody took you there

to make it look like you dug up Ali's body.

And I made it so easy.

If I wasn't so wasted-- - Em.

Last night never happened.

Are we sure about that?

We can still go to the cops. We can tell them the truth.

We don't even know what the truth is.

Okay.

We got up here yesterday afternoon.

We roasted some marshmallows,

We talked about how much fun senior year is gonna be, and...

we went to bed early.

Em?

I understand.

Last night never happened.

Are you okay?

I thought the nightmares stopped.

I guess they started again.

Hey... you're still safe, Aria.

There's no more "A."

You were far away from this mess last night.

Thank god you stayed at Spencer's lake house.

Did you read this?

Apparently Maya found some things that belonged to Alison.

No, no. She-- she gave everything to Jason.

Well, actually, they think she may have kept something,

something that connected Garrett to Alison's murder.

That doesn't make sense. She would have told Emily.

Well, maybe that's what she was on her way to do,

but Garrett found her first.

Do you know what this weekend is?

How could I forget?

Labor Day is the anniversary of Alison's death.

Or...

I was about to start a teaching job,

and you thought you might like to teach...

was that true, or were you just hitting on me?

Did you really play B26, or were you just hitting on me?

Can we make this... our anniversary

instead of hers?

Meet me tomorrow night at the Rosewood Grille.

I will be the guy at the bar reading Ulysses.

You still haven't finished that book?

No one has.

I'm just a hopeless romantic.

I thought we could recreate the date.

I wouldn't exactly call it date.