Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

First Hanna, now Emily.

Uh-uh. I saw a flyer up at the station.

Previously on Pretty Little Liars.

Ashley. Look at me. Vai toma toma. Tomato tomato. Toma toma. Vai tomato tomato. Toma toma. Hey, let me sing, man!

- Are you sure this is the right place? - Yeah, this is the address.

Look, I'm your brother.

I don't know. I am telling the truth. I don't know!

They are both going to need help.

I know you don't want to go back home

Mommy, come on.

- Don't we all? - Mona, please. I want in.

No, it's fine. Really.

That's if you say something, Hanna, not me.

Anything you say can and will be used against you

to me for money, and you left with my gun.

I could get seven years...

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

and they didn't know anything about a hidden room,

Okay, well when are you going to be back?

You could be looking at a third-degree felony charge

I'm basically a human bulldozer.

There's no one here but me.

- Hey. - Hello, Caleb.

Shut that thing off, and come downstairs.

are running tests on her dad's gun to see

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

You're not a murderer.

All right? That's what happened.

Or where you got the gun.

Em? Are you there?

doesn't mean I can't recon your asses when I need to.

That's up to a seven-year sentence.

I can't believe that they let you in.

Well, maybe that's a good thing.

When you fire a gun, the barrel leaves grooves

and state minimums for third-degree federal offenses.

my whole family's locked up.

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