Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

[MELISSA SIGHS]

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

The accusations you made about Ian have cast a bright spotlight on all of you.

- The letter? - The letter Caleb left for me.

After a traumatic loss, it's not uncommon...

While the police sort through this, we want you to see a grief counselor.

Hi. You're early.

- Uh, not really, no. - Aria, don't shut me out.

A killed Ian to keep you here.

Unless you tell me something that leads me to believe...

JENNA: There's nothing wrong about us, Toby. We're not really related.

That was until I met you.

Uh, yeah, we're en route.

Small, but generous for a guest bedroom.

Okay, I see books, photographs, magazines.

This is a safe place to talk. Nothing you say here goes beyond these walls.

Um, I'm spending the day with my family.

ALL: "Sleep tight while you still can, bitches. A."

There are no right or wrong answers here.

I don't know what you did to Hanna, but whatever it was, don't do it again.

[CELL PHONE BEEPS]

If anybody finds out about the Jason thing...

- And the money? - For now, I'm hiding it.

We've contacted every hospital in the area.

Cute outfit. Are you wearing it for Emily?

Hey, I thought we were going to the police station.

- We had so much fun last summer. - And some of it was even legal.

When's it gonna stop? Remember where we were a few months ago?

Sorry I'm late.

- What? - A knows all of our secrets.

...so she's recommending that you spend some time apart.

- Under that black thing on the cabinet. - That black thing is called a typewriter.

- We told you what we saw. - And we heard you.