Pretty Little Liars

Previously on "Pretty Little Liars.."

We found a hole in Sara's closet

in her room at The Radley.

The night Charlotte came home, the night she was murdered

someone used a landline from The Two Crows to call this house.

I'm so glad we finally told you.

Now we don't have to sneak around anymore.

Congratulations.

I buried someone who made my life hell for years.

I'm now being questioned in her murder. I lost my job.

- Come back to New York with me. - I can't.

Damian, I came to ask you if your article is fully about

millennials and politics or if you have another angle.

The murder weapon was a golf club.

What Detective Tanner described was a hollow piece

of metal cut with a rectangle at the end.

I've been working with the data from Yvonne's cell phone.

These are my mom's medical records. How do they have these?

You and I need to talk about Ezra Fitz.

Does he know what you're doing?

You wrote this, big parts of it.

Melissa's suitcase is broken

and there's a part missing that's metal, hollow

and cut with a rectangle in the end.

Whoa.

Did she check out or get hurled out?

This is what the inside of Sara Harvey's head must look like.

I would have made her lick the carpet before she left.

Okay, let's show Ali the closet.

Urgh! Who leaves coleslaw in the middle of the floor?

Hanna, closet.

'When you asked the front desk'

'did they know why she left so fast?'

'What do you think?'

She's not racing off to a Messies Anonymous meeting.

- She knows we're on to her. - It's gone.

- There's no hole. - What? That's impossible.

There's not even a seam where the hole used to be.

Guys, maybe this wasn't her room.

Don't. Stop cutting Sara any slack.

Hey, I don't care how much she claimed to have loved

Charlotte like a sister. This girl has two faces.

- We should leave. - No.

Look, guys, if my mom finds out that I used that key card...

We don't have to introduce ourselves.

We just have to walk out the door.

Emily, stop.

I'm not leaving until we can go back down there.

Okay, she doesn't even believe it exists!

I didn't say that, I'm just trying to

understand why she would stalk you.

'Because she thinks we had something'

'to do with Charlotte's murder.'

- She thinks we know who did it! - Shh!

Alright, let's move.

- Are you giving up? - Nope, it's done.

- Seriously? - The file was corrupted.

If they wanna leak your mom's medical report

they're gonna have to break into her doctor's office again.

And you're sure that nobody in the Phillips camp

could ever trace this back to you?

No way, I mean, they might find an exit node

but they'll never figure out where it originated.

The anonymizer software disseminates traffic

through multiple sources and..

Did I just put you to sleep?

No, no, I'm not.

I, I just..

I don't really think that this is just gonna go away.

You know, my mom could still be ambushed

right before the election.

You're right, but if you tell her that

then she's gonna wanna know how you learned about her

being sick, and you open that box..

She's got enough to worry about.

Hey, let's make you some breakfast.

You need protein.

Fingernails can only supply so much.

When did you see me chew my fingernails?

In your sleep.

You went after mine first.

- No. - Yes.

Hey.

Emily, hey, come in.

- Sorry to interrupt. - No, you're not.

- Uh, you hungry? - I can't stay.

I've got to get to the bursar's office at Hollis.

What's wrong?

Can you go back down with me?

We'll find another way to get down there.

- Emily, stop. - I know.

But if Sara Harvey is hiding under the hotel

what is she planning next?

Don't do this to yourself, okay?

She may have had nothing to do with the fertility clinic.

She's just playing on your fear.

Yeah, well, it's workin'.

Okay, it's not like someone stole my chapstick.

This person may be storing my future offspring

in a Styrofoam cooler.

And if the police don't come up with a suspect soon

then Sara's gonna think we're withholding information.

Okay, but we're not withholding anything.

Wh-what was that look?

You guys know something.

- Oh, what? - No, we know nothing.

- Melissa's suitcase is broken. - What?

The pull-up handle is missing a rod.

It could've been used as a weapon to crack someone's neck.

Okay, can we please not go there?

Melissa wasn't even in town the night

that Charlotte was murdered.

Are you sure about that?

Emily, my mother's election is two weeks away.

- I get it, but if Melissa had... - What?

Never wanted to watch Charlotte walk the streets again?

I mean, that pretty much covers everyone who loves us.

Should we add your mom to that suspect list too?

I don't know how to handle this.

- You have to tell him. - How?

Liam, he spent the last week pounding out chapters.

But if he ships them to Boston before you speak to him...

He won't. He wants to speak to me first.

He wants feedback.

Did you sleep at all last night?

I'll sleep when I'm unemployed.

- Okay. - Jillian's gonna fire me.

Or give you a book contract. She loved what you wrote.

Because she thought that Ezra wrote it.

Okay, one step at a time.

First, tell the author.

Hopefully, he'll be... flattered.

- Flattered? - Then he'll call our boss.

Tell her he's had an epiphany and he wants

to take the story in another direction.

I think the word is betrayed.

Aria, two weeks ago, this dude

was pouring rum on his corn flakes.

He's lucky that someone who once sat in the back of his classroom

actually cares enough to save his reputation.

It's-it's not that simple.

I'm gonna tell him this afternoon.

This hasn't even hit the stores yet.

I called in a favor.

It's lovely. Silk?

Yeah, and if you want, you can pair it with that beaded bolero

unless you think that's too mother-of-the-bride.

This mother is a bride.

Did you bring all of these back from New York?

'Yeah, I tried to grab everything'

without running into my former boss.

- You can get that. - Oh, no.

- It's Jordan. He'll call back. - No, please, answer it.

I mean, I feel guilty that I'm making you do all this

when you have your own wedding...

No, this is work.

And you're doing this now.

We haven't even set a date yet.

So, umm, do you wanna try something on

or did I totally strike out?

No, no, not at all. You did a fabulous job.

It's just when Byron and I first got married

umm, we were very determined not be traditional.

So we rented a barn

and we basically dressed up like cowhands.

Well, that's cute.

- I mean, I love theme weddings. - It wasn't a theme.

It was just two cynical college kids with no money

and a skewed sense of what was romantic.

We made my mom sit on a keg.

Ugh! What did she wear?

This time, I wanna feel like more of a bride

and I wanna feel elegant.

- I can do elegant. - I know you can.

Can you show me what you've picked out for yourself

or is that a state secret?

Uh, no, I mean, I-I haven't even thought

about what I'm gonna wear.

Seriously?

And your mom already sent out

shower invitations and you haven't...

You know what? Give me till the end of the day.

I know the dress.

So sorry to bother. Can I borrow a pen?

What? Oh, sure.

Thanks.

Can I also borrow $1000?

I'm lucky if I have enough left to buy a single textbook.

Hold it. You taking Intro To Psych?

- Yeah. - Me too.

You know, the professor's supposed to be a real trip.

He's actually giving a lecture tonight.

I was thinking about going and asking a few questions

just so I can start off on his good side.

You wanna join?

I-I'll run my questions past you

so I don't sound like the village idiot.

You free?

Umm, yeah.

Cool. I'm Damian.