07x13 - Hold Your Piece

[bunniefuu]

Previously on "Pretty Little Liars..."

Oh, my God.

(Toby) They call it a medically induced coma.

She hasn't woken up since the surgery.

If somebody said that you could try anything

what would you do?

- Start my own brand.
- Deal.

[beeping]

- Toby, how is Yvonne?
- Not good.

Nicole's parents called me, and they want me back up there.

(Aria) Why, is something wrong?

I'm doing a fundraiser for my dad

and I'd love to wear something new.

This is what gave her palpitations.

It's not mine. I designed this when I was working for Claudia.

[beeping]

"Dearest, it wasn't supposed to be this way.

I did what I did because people like my sister

and the Hastings deserve to be punished."

(Furey) The b*llet that hit you did not match

the g*n that Jenna was holding.

I cannot charge her with anything.

(Aria) What did you have to do to get this piece?

Jenna reduced her to blackmailing a tenth grader.

- This can't be just Jenna.
- Jenna had help.

What about that Sydney what's-her-face?

- He wants us to play.
- No, Em.

It wants to play with us.

[baby crying]

[beeps]

[baby crying]

[whirring]

[baby crying]

(Aria) I don't hear anything.

Why don't you just go in the house?

I can't. My mom and I...

Look, I know that this is just A.D.

pressing on a raw nerve, right?

They're just taking the fact that I'm some

sort of Dickensian foundling

but one of you needs to take this.

Or stick your fingers in my ears

so that I can get some freakin' sleep

'cause I've tried literally everything.

Oh, my God, that is so annoying.

Why can't we just lock it up in Ali's house?

I mean, she's out of town this weekend, right?

That's a spectacular idea.

Actually, kind of unspectacular.

I mean, a crying baby is the last thing

Ali needs to hear when she comes back.

She's got a lot on her mind.

Why'd she go away again?

A-Ali has something to deal with.

You know, paperwork.

I guess there's lot of red tape when you're trying

to un-marry a dead identity thief.

Okay, officially, he's still alive.

Well, did she officially change her last name yet? She should.

Alison Rollins sounds like a mouthful of muffin.

Ezra's still in New York, right?

I-I'm not babysitting this pillow by myself.

Okay, well, our place is loud enough already, Caleb snores.

- No, he doesn't.
- Yes, he does.

Oh, my God, someone please.

A-are we still allowed to think that maybe

Mary Drake is responsible for this?

I mean, I know she's your birth mother, and it's a sensitive...

I don't think that this is her.

Why would she want to taunt me with this?

Well, we could ask her

if she wasn't hiding out somewhere like a lying liar.

[crying stops]

Wait. Why did it stop?

I don't know, and I don't care.

Guys, I have to keep the phone.

[baby chuckling]

It's my turn.

♪ Got a secret can you keep it? ♪

♪ Swear this one you'll save ♪

♪ Better lock it in your pocket ♪

♪ Taking this one to the grave ♪

♪ If I show you then I know ♪

♪ You won't tell what I said ♪

You didn't sleep either?

No, I've been waiting for that phone

to start screeching again.

Well, did you hide it? If Caleb finds it...

No, I put it in my purse.
He's not gonna find it.

What, guys aren't gonna go through a girl's purse

because they're too afraid to accidently touch a tampon.

Okay, well, how long are we gonna keep this game a secret?

I mean, A.D. practically dragged Paige into the middle of it...

Uh, so, Mona wasn't kidding when she said

she'll get you in the "Style" section.

You're on page one.

(Emily) Is this the senator's daughter?

"Katherine Daly stuns fundraising crowd

in a fashion-forward silhouette

from local designer, Hanna Marin."

Let me see. Hanna, this is great.

I'm gonna check the blogs and see

if anybody picked this up.

Free press is everything right now.

I got one for your mom

for your dad, for Grandma Marin.

Oh, save one for tonight.

You're having drinks with Lucas and the investors.

- Right?
- Why wait to celebrate?

There's a bottle of bubbly in the fridge.

Ooh, I'll get glasses.

Babe, I'm so proud of you.

Well, you have to be proud of Mona too.

She really came through on this one.

Well, when I see her, I will shake her hand

but right now, you get a kiss.

Hanna, what's "Runway Rebel?"

Oh, it's this blogger, Zoe Costello.

She's into insider fashion news and gossip.

She's making a name for herself.

Did she mention Hanna?

Uh, yeah. I think so.

Well, let's hear it.

Uh, let me find another one.

Well, what's it say?

Umm, "Stolen design on senator's daughter."

- Hey.
- Oh, hey.

Sorry, I've been meaning to come by.

It's okay.

When you get a chance...

Yvonne's out of the coma.

She's still got a ways to go, but...

- That's really good news.
- It is.

Actually, I was just reading about certain drug therapies

that have proven successful in cases like hers.

Uh, antidepressants

uh, stimulants, dopamine agonist.

Yeah, I know, the-the specialists have mentioned

a few of those things, but, hey, I-I don't mean to cut this short

but I do need to get back to the hospital.

Sure. Absolutely.

But it's good to see you.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Detective.

Toby, it's really good to see you up on your feet.

You know, we're all pulling for her.

Thanks. Um, if you'll excuse me.

Do you go for the fancy stuff?

No, I prefer full-strength.

Thought so.

Excuse me, two coffees, black.

So, uh...

I hadn't heard back from you.

Uh, my buddy in Jersey, he's really good

at finding people who don't wanna be found.

- Did you get my message?
- I did.

Um... but

I just think maybe not right now.

I-I have to focus on people in my life who are... missing.

Would that include me?

What are you doing today?

I was just gonna send out some résumés.

Come with me.

- Where?
- Come with me and find out.

It's the weekend, I actually have the day off.

And a little activity might be good for your shoulder.

And it might help you get your mind off

of everything that's been twistin' you up lately.

That does sound really nice.

You'd actually be doing me a favor.

And get that frown off your face.

Might make me feel better about not finding

the person who sh*t you.

Actually, could we get those two coffees to go, please?

Thanks.

Can you confirm that with the front desk? Uh-huh.

No names were mentioned, but the scoop came

from an anonymous source.

You can't spell anonymous without A.D.

Well, technically, there's no 'D' in anonymous

but, whatever. I get your point.

Are you sure that it's legit?

The post has been re-blogged

at least times in the last half hour.

I mean, what if Claudia Greco actually reads it.

The story makes it sounds like I stole from her.

Hanna, are you sure that this isn't

just some blogger trying to drum up hits with gossip?

"Blind item, blind girl."

The post probably came from Jenna.

First, her and bodyguards

try to ruin my face at the cobbler shop

and now they're trying to ruin my career.

So Jenna checked out of the Radley late last night.

- We have to find her.
- We will, Hanna.

And I think I know how we do that.

Sydney... What's her name?

- Uh, Driscoll, I think.
- Whatever.

Sydney helped Jenna get past us

and got her to the blind school.

She can lead us to Jenna.

And before Jenna makes me roll the dice

and gamble away my future.

Wait, what? What dice?

Figure of speech. What's the plan?

Well, my guess is they're in communication.

So we use Sydney to track down Jenna.

And how do we do that? Just say "Pretty, please

tell us where Jenna went?"

Well, if I run you through some Bluesnarf basics

we can get what we need through Sydney's cellphone.

Um, let's start with the simple stuff.

Pen with a listening device.

Oh, and now this thing is...

I know it sounds obvious, but love and...

Imagining seeing Ezra again.

Being able to focus on him

really got me tethered to something real...

Aria?

(Nicole) Just knowing that out there in the world...

Hey, if you wanna watch that, we can...

No.

No, I don't.

Just another reminder that there's nothing I can do

until Ezra's done helping her.

Obviously, she still needs him.

Uh, guys, please don't give me the sad eyes.

You two found your way back to each other.

Ezra and I will too.

[monitor beeping]

[instrumental music]

Has she said anything?

Sometimes she smiles at me when she sees me

but she hasn't spoken yet.

After the accident I had

when I was still in the police academy

I remember waking up in a hospital.

Not knowing where I was at first...

Or if anybody even knew how to find me.

I know she feels like that, but she can't tell me.

(Yvonne) Toby.

Hey.

I'm here.

Would you mind getting the nurse?

Sure.

I just wanna grab a couple more GPS trackers, we'll head out.

Alright, well, hurry because Aria

already has a lead on Sydney.

[sighs]

[phone beeps]

[instrumental music blares]

[phone beeps]

[drumroll]

[knocking]

(Caleb) Hanna, have you seen my other gear bag?

The, uh, green backpack.

[banging]

Hanna?

Who is banging on the door?

What is it?

It's you.

[dramatic music]

You mean, you guys have been sitting on this...

The game showed up a couple of days

after the blind school.

We've been hiding it at Spencer's.

I'm sorry.

We should have told you sooner.

And there's a phone?

Henna, phones have cameras.

They can watch, they can listen.

I know, okay.

So far, it only tells us whose turn it is.

What? like "Simon Says?"

Yeah. Kind of... but meaner.

You really thought that was me?

Well, I got a little aggro when we found out it was a doll.

That's why its face is all messed up.

It talks too.

- I don't wanna hear it.
- We have to.

If this is part of A.D.'s game

it probably has something to say.

[automated message] For more information, please see the appendix.

"Please see the appendix." W-what does that mean?

There's no instruction manual or rule book.

Well, if it was on the phone, we haven't been able to find it.

Maybe I should take a look at the game board.

Well, there's these little pieces that look

like the five of us.

If you're not on the board I don't think

you're invited to play.

I'm not trying to get in on it

I'm trying to get inside of it.

If I can figure out how it works

maybe I can find out who made it.

Can you just turn it around?

I don't wanna look at it anymore.

(Spencer) Thanks.

[indistinct chattering]

This is where we're going?

I thought we might engage in some recreation, yes.

How do you feel...

About ping-pong?

Oh, that's the plan.

We're gonna volunteer for a few hours

work with some kids

take my mind off of my troubles.

Are you always this cynical when someone tries

to do something nice for you?

I'm sorry.

Um, let me try this again.

Ping-pong.

I feel great about ping-pong.

- Much better.
- Good.

But why here?

Called ahead, had a buddy reserve the room.

Got the place to ourselves.

Did you move senior Zumba for me?

That is so thoughtful.

[chuckles]

[beeping]

Can you pick it up?

What if I can't?

This is just a simple test.

Just to see where you're at.

We won't know until you try.

Good.

Okay now, put it in your left hand

give it a good squeeze.

Okay. One more.

This one's for me, though...

Not the doctors.

I-I've been waiting for days. I don't wanna wait anymore.

I think we should do it. Today. Right now.

What do you say?

I say...

I do.

(Lucas) Apparently, one of the daughters of the investors

follows "Runway Rebel."

They know that Claudia Greco was on your resume

and it wasn't hard to make the leap.

So now, it's not just casual drink. It's the inquisition.

Look, I don't want you getting nervous, okay?

They just need some reassurance.

I'll walk them through the numbers and then

you just dazzle them with your designs.

Okay, you know what? Say this doesn't go well.

What if Claudia Greco actually has the grounds

to sue me for taking some of her ideas?

- Wait, does she?
- No.

I'm just saying, hypothetically.

Well, then the investors would probably pull out.

Look, they wanna invest in clothes, not court fees.

And that's the worst?

Hanna, I don't want you worrying about...

Lucas, I have to know what the stakes are.

My company can absorb the loss, Hanna.

There's a thousand ways that I could write this off.

And besides, I would not have invested in you

unless I believed in a positive outcome.

Hey. Y-you know what might help?

Visual aids.

Sketches. Maybe a few finished pieces.

- Do you mind if I take a look?
- No.

No. That's just a half naked dress form.

This piece is not finished yet.

Come on, just a peek for your silent partner.

Lucas, no. Not yet.

Just give me the afternoon to put something together.

Okay. Fine.

I'll see you tonight.

Lobby at the Radley at : , okay?

On the dot.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[beeping]

Sydney graduated from Berkeley.

Double major in economics and French.

She studied abroad her junior year.

And she lives in a loft on the river in Fishtown.

That's some pretty spendy real estate.

She's a bank teller?

Well, private client banking.

Her department services people with a lot of money.

Like a lot, a lot.

She checked into a charity gala

for the Manhattan Children's Hospital two days ago.

Didn't the Congressman's daughter

wear Hanna's dress to that?

Senator's daughter.

There, look. In the corner.

Looks like we just found the "Runway Rebel's"

anonymous source.

Well, if Sydney weaseled her way

into a charity ball in New York

what else has she done for Jenna?

The police said it was a different g*n

that sh*t Spencer, right?

Maybe the confession Jenna gave to the police

was to protect the other sh**t.

Sydney.

And I bet her aim was a hell of a lot better

than Jenna's.

We should be careful.

No, we're not gonna confront her

just gonna get some answers.

I've looked in the appendix

of every book in this loft, nothing.

(Caleb) Well, what did you expect to find?

Something, a note, a clue, a pipe b*mb.

How's it going on your end?

So you guys never used an on or off switch?

Never had to plug this thing in?

(Hanna) If it was that simple, we would've cut the cord.

This game just does things.

Do you think there's batteries inside?

Maybe.

I mean, there's like different types of batteries

that could power something like this.

I could trace where they were bought

maybe get an ID on A.D. that way.

But I-I can't even figure out how to get inside this thing.

I even tried sticking little tweezers

in that slot in the side, but it won't open.

- Did you say tweezers?
- Yeah.

(Hanna) Okay, do you remember that game

where the guy had the big, red light-up nose?

Um, "Operation?"

I figured out which appendix we're talking about.

A.D. wants me to cut this thing open.

[dramatic music]

(Furey) Ten all, your service.

Alright, you're good.
Are you holding back?

- Maybe a little.
- Don't.

You sure?

[chuckles]

Eleven-ten. One more and I win.

Where did you learn how to play?

Horseback riding camp.

We couldn't run the jumping course when it rained so...

I was ping-pong champ for five consecutive summers.

At an all girls camp.

Uh, yeah, same one my mom went to.

My adopted mom.

Well, you know, I actually learned

how to play on this table. Right here.

Oh, home court advantage.

Well, the neighborhood was a little rougher then.

- We ponged hard.
- Hmm.

- You scared?
- Got a few tricks up my sleeve.

Game point.

Ho-ho, that's game.

That's impressive.

Thank you.

Seriously, I needed this.

I needed to win...

On an existential level.

Oh, come on. I'm the real winner here.

Ping-pong...

Pretty woman.

Beats the hell out of spending the weekend at my desk.

I keep poring over the forensic files

from blind school.

I still just can't figure out how we could miss

the second firearm.

The brass is all bent out of shape

because the Rollins' case is still open.

I'm sorry.

No, you needed a win, I needed a break.

End of work discussion.

What do you think? Best four out of seven?

Give you a chance to make a comeback.

- What?
- Your shoulder.

I gonna see if I can find a first-aid kit.

[instrumental music]

[phone buzzing]

[sighs] Spencer's not picking up for me, either.

There's a good chance Sydney's using her office Wi-Fi.

If the connection's open I can hack her phone.

You'll need this.

And I just carry this in my purse, whatever this is?

A femtocell with some mods that Caleb added.

You will need to stay close and keep her talking long enough

so I can dig around.

And I will throughput all of her data to this device.

Calendars, contacts, voicemails, emails, texts...

How do you know all this?

Caleb taught me, this morning.

You, using jargon

the same girl who accidently had her phone

on airplane mode for half of the ninth grade.

I catch on fast.

We need to find Jenna.

Yeah, and find out whether or not

she's buying Sydney's b*ll*ts.

[sighs] Here goes nothing.

Good luck.

[car door closes]

- It's short.
- I know.

No, like really short, like

"everyone's gonna see her spicy tuna-roll" short...

Okay, that's not even the worst part.

The investors are from Japan.

They're gonna be completely offended.

I mean, t-this is the game.

I blow that meeting, and then A.D. makes the story go away.

Meanwhile, the dress pisses off the investors

you lose the business, and Lucas loses a lot of money.

Yeah, and it'll all be my fault.

[sighs]

Yesterday, I was so excited for this meeting.

I was gonna breeze in there and be the boss.

I was gonna be impressive and creative and confident.

People don't always see me that way.

What happens if you just say screw it

and you refuse to play?

You flip the board over and you storm out?

A.D. knows about Rollins, and you could go to jail.

Can you just stop this thing...

Before tonight?

I can try.

[indistinct chatter]

Sydney?

What's it been, like, five years?

Are we really gonna do this whole

"What a coincidence" thing?

Who sent you, Caleb or Mona?

Doesn't matter. I'm here about Jenna.

Can we talk?

Honestly, I'm glad it's you that's poking around.

After everything that went down

I thought I'd be hearing from the cops.

Because someone got sh*t?

I was nowhere near there.
I was at the Radley Hotel.

All I did was deliver a couple of drinks

to Caleb and Mona with a message.

Why?

Jenna sold it as a practical joke.

I was up in Rosewood

having brunch with my parents anyway

and it seemed harmless enough.

Yeah, until Noel Kahn ended up dead

and Spencer ended up in the hospital.

And here we are.

After high school, Jenna and I drifted apart

and I wish I would have left it that way.

Trust me, that's the last favor I'll ever do for her.

Can I ask you a question?

Sure.

I know there's a lot of bad blood

between you and your friends and Jenna.

I answered a phone call from an old friend

and got sucked into a lot of high school drama.

What's your excuse?

Um, well, I have a conference that goes all afternoon, so...

Sydney's got an appointment

in her calendar for later today.

"Vogel Vision Institute."

Then she lied to me.

I mean, is she taking Jenna to the eye doctor?

Another favor?

I say we get there first and find out.

[Device beeping]

[device whirring]

- Is it working?
- Yeah.

(Sydney) I'm just dropping off the deposit

for a surgical procedure.

- Patient name?
- Marshal. Jenna Marshal.

(female # ) While you're here, would you like

to schedule your procedure?

I'm not Jenna. Like I said

- I'm just here to drop off...
- Jenna's not in there.

(female # ) I'll run this back to billing and get you a receipt.

(Sydney) No need. Have a nice day.

Someone's buying Jenna a new pair of eyes?

(female # ) Whom should I say made the deposit?

(Sydney) Just write down the initials, A.D.

- A.D.?
- For anonymous donor.

Should be easy enough to remember, right?

A.D. is paying Jenna off.

She got us all at the blind school

and now in return she gets her eyesight back... again.

Is Sydney A.D. or is she just another pawn?

Do you think that Jenna orchestrated the whole thing

so that A.D. could take a sh*t at Spencer?

Wait, Sydney's phone is in range.

- I'm picking up a text.
- What's it say? Who's it from?

(Aria) "Did you do it?" It's from a blocked number.

There she is.

"It's done."

Your hands are a lot bigger than when you were a kid.

They're lot less purple too.

I can see why she wants to leave it up.

It's been there for years.

They left it that way after Gloriana passed.

I'm sorry.

Was she special to you?

Well, she ran this place for decades.

She was special.

To everyone who walked through that door.

Including a shy kid with glasses.

Hmm. I can't really picture you as shy.

And chubby. Just a little bit.

[chuckles] Wha...

She always had a smile and a hug for me

after our day at school.

Not a lot of hugs at home.

My mother had some problems.

Prescription pills.

They can be really hard.

Is your mother...

- Oh, she's clean now.
- Great.

We talk once a month on the phone.

It works for the both of us.

Here you go. All done.

Thank you.

Let's get you home. Put some ice on that shoulder.

Oh, man, do we have to go back right now?

We can stay as long as you want.

So beautiful.

[chuckles]

I've been so caught up in my own soap opera lately

I forgot that I'm not the first person

to have a complicated story

about a birth mother

and a surrogate mother.

[chuckles]

You don't have to drive yourself crazy

choosing between the two.

All you have to do is...

Love the people that want the best for you.

[instrumental music]

Hey, Sydney, got a minute?

- Did you follow me?
- I had to, you lied to me.

Here's what's gonna happen.

We're gonna take a nice little drive

to go visit your friend Jenna.

And on the way there, you're gonna tell us

about how the two of you know someone with the initials A.D.

I'm not going anywhere with you.

Well, if you walk away, we'll just keep showing up.

Yoga at Ludlow Street, drinks with your friends at PM.

You wouldn't want that now, would you?

This is insane. How do you even know my schedule?

I'm done talking now. So let's go. Move it.

[screams] Let go of me.

Let her go.

Tell us what you know about A.D.

and we'll get out of your hair.

Tell your Chihuahua to keep her paws

to herself and maybe I'll talk.

Do I have to twist your arm again?

Answer the freakin' question!

I don't know anyone with those initials, okay?

I represent an account holder who prefers to remain anonymous.

I'm just doing my job for a client of the bank.

Yeah, well, where did Jenna run off to?

Is she meeting up with that mysterious

but generous client?

If you can't find Jenna, it's 'cause

she doesn't want to be found.

She hasn't even been answering my calls or texts.

You sure you don't know where she is?

I already told you I wanna cut ties.

And if you're smart, you guys will stay away from her too.

Whatever she's up to, her games have gotten

a little dangerous for my taste.

See, that wasn't so hard, was it?

Oh, here, don't forget your yoga pants.

Namaste, bitch.

[sighs]

- Did you do it?
- Yup, GPS tracker's in her bag.

She might not have told us where Jenna is

but now she can show us.

I'll call Hanna.

(Hanna) Hey, did you find Jenna yet?

Part of the way there. How are you?

Well, A.D. upped the ante.

I'm gonna walk into that room

and flush my entire future down the toilet.

But, hey, at least I get a prize for playing.

- Hanna...
- 'I've gotta go.'

I'll text you when A.D. delivers my puzzle piece.

[gadget beeping]

[door slams]

- Caleb!
- Hey.

I'm so sorry. I thought I would be in and out by now.

Wait, Hanna told you?

Yeah, but she didn't really have a choice.

I mean, A.D. brought the fight to our front door.

Literally.

[clicking and beeping]

Wait, do you hear that?

It's like a hum and then a bunch of clicks.

Yeah, trust me that thing makes all kinds of noise.

I know, I just, I can't even tell

if it's mechanical or electrical.

I can't break through a firewall and hack into it.

I can't even pop the top off of this thing.

[inhales deeply]

Wait, I'm gonna try something.

Maybe the screws are underneath the buildings.

You know, if this is weird, I-I can

take this with me or I can come back...

No! It's fine.

I mean, I, I want this to be fine.

So do I. And I think it can be.

Do you wanna talk about it?

Or have a drink?

Yeah. Um, I'll take a beer if you got.

That sounds really good. I'm gonna have one with you.

That was actually really easy.

Yeah. It was, wasn't it?

So, there's...

This guy...

I kinda just spent the whole day with him.

- Is it that cop? Furey?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I thought I picked up on some vibes.

- Can I ask...
- No, I have no idea.

I mean, it's, the timing just sucks.

Rollins' case is still open, he's a detective.

Believe me, anything you're gonna ask

I've already thought of it a million times.

I was just gonna ask if he's good to you.

'Cause you deserve that.

Hey, are you okay?

Oh, yeah. No, I'm fine.

How long are you gonna be working here?

'Cause I was just gonna order some food

and maybe we call and ask Hanna

if she wants to join?

- Uh, sure.
- There's this new Thai place.

So what do you think, like, curry, noodles...

- [Caleb groaning]
- Caleb?

Caleb!

Caleb! What's going on?

What happened?

[dramatic music]

- . What is your emergency?
- Hi!

Um, m-m-my, my friend is having trouble breathing.

Please, this is an emergency!

[indistinct chatter]

Here.

Let me help you with that...

- You ready?
- Yeah.

I just...

[elevator dings]

[sighs] This is amazing, Lucas.

I never realized how much I wanted this

until you gave me everything I needed to make it happen.

Oh, that's not true. You are the one with the talent.

Hold one, one sec, I'm not finished.

I just wanna say this before...

Before what?

Thank you.

You are the most generous friend...

And, you know, whatever happens up there...

Just promise me that we'll always be friends.

[elevator dings]

Of course.

Now, let's go wow those investors

and make a gajillion dollars, okay?

[cellphone beeps]

Hanna? Look, if you have the jitters...

No, it's not that.

Caleb's in the hospital.

[dramatic music]

Give me the sketch book. Go!

- Are you sure?
- I will figure something out.

- Go.
- Okay.

Mmm.

Aren't butterscotch krimpets the best?

I don't know why we ever bothered to go cake tasting.

I don't know, should we split the last one?

Uh, no, no, no. Let's, let's save that.

For our first anniversary.

It's tradition, right?

[inhales deeply]

You know, we never decided

on where we were gonna go

for our honeymoon.

I thought our honeymoon was gonna be spent

moving into our finished house.

Things are different now.

Where would you wanna go?

Once we get up and out of here.

Mmm.

I'd rather have

city than beach.

Prague, maybe.

Or Antwerp.

Oh, but you like the outdoors, so...

How about a week in Buenos Aires

and then a week in Patagonia?

It's the best of both worlds.

Mmm, you know somewhere I've always wanted to go?

- Mmm?
- Moscow.

In the winter...

There's a huge ice rink in Red Square.

It's all lit up at night.

Well, that's where

we'll spend our first Christmas.

And then after that, we can go anywhere.

Iceland...

Tasmania

we could just keep going...

And going.

Are you happy?

Happiest.

[instrumental music]

[monitor beeping]

Your eyes are all red.

Can you see? Are you okay?

Do you remember that time when we first met and you, uh

sh*t a bunch of extra hold hairspray in my face?

Yeah, this is worse than that.

I couldn't talk, I couldn't breathe

I, I couldn't even think.

Well, do they know what it was?

Some sort of gas or something?

Well, I mean, I couldn't exactly tell them

that I was poisoned by some

toxic version of Candy Land.

So I told them I was cleaning my bath tub

and I accidentally mixed my bleach and my ammonia

and I knocked myself out.

No lab tests, no questions, you know.

[sighs] Hey, how did it go with the investors?

Oh, I didn't make the meeting

but Lucas is there covering for me.

It doesn't matter anyways.

Well, if you're not there, isn't it

kinda like skipping your turn?

Stupid game doesn't matter.

I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.

[cellphone beeps]

I'll be right back.

[indistinct chatter]

She had to tell him about the game, guys.

She didn't have a choice.

Was gassing Caleb her punishment

for tryin' to stop A.D.?

Hey!

I didn't finish my turn, so I was sent this.

So what happens to your puzzle pieces?

Does it just go to some stranger?

- That... that doesn't make sense.
- Who knows?

It's not like winning your turn makes you a winner.

Then I guess it depends on whose turn it is.

W-what is that supposed to mean?

All you had to do was visit a friend.

No false accusations

no skipping out on the most important meeting of your life.

(Aria) Well, maybe that's the point.

An unfair game. It keeps us off balance.

And it gives us somethin' to bicker about

so that we're not focused on finding out who A.D. is.

Look, it's been a long, rough day for all of us.

So I'm gonna go visit Toby and Yvonne on the way out.

Look, you guys don't have to stay.

They're gonna keep him on oxygen a little while longer

and then release him in an hour or two.

[device beeping]

Sydney's on the move.

I'll take first watch and follow her tonight.

Come on, I'll drop you off.

[dramatic music]

Oh, my God.

[sobbing]

Oh, my God.

[sobbing]

Can you call me back, please?

Sabrina just quit...

Um, guess she tried to get a hold of you...

Anyways, she got this apprenticeship

with some hot, new baker in Atlanta

and she has to be there tomorrow

but she referred some replacements

so do I call them?

I mean, how do you even interview a baker?

Ezra, I've never run a business before and...

I really wanna help you, I just, I don't...

I don't know what, exactly what to do.

Things are just kind of unraveling without you here

and I just, I really wish that...

[dramatic music]

Stay back!

I said stay back!

Nicole?

[breathing heavily]

Oh!

Oh, that's not good.

[dramatic music]

Have someone call Forensics.

Give me an evidence bag.