RADLEY

Hanna, looking stunning: "So, you've been doped up pretty hardcore. You might not remember that I've been visiting for two weeks or so. Remember Wren? Of course you do, you're A. You know all the backstory stuff. Anyway, he said I can keep coming back to see you, if you want. Is that something you want?"

Mona, finally alive, smiles quietly and nods, a bit slowly. And who's that in the corner that she's smiling about? Oh, Ghost Alison. Reading Lolita and urging her on. Hanna looks behind her at the empty chair... I wonder if she knows what Mona's looking at? She's seen that particular chair before, for all intents and purposes. It's how she got fixed. Brilliant. Brilliant!

JAIL

Garrett, with a fetching new haircut: "The cops were really close to pinning this all on you, you have no idea. It could've been you on this side of the glass. Listen, I'm sorry I had to keep calling you like that, and I know you hate me and whatever, but I didn't do it. All this evidence is bogus..."
Spencer: "You said you'd tell me the truth. Tell."
Garrett: "Suffice to say there is a lot you don't know. Most of it truly terrible. I don't know anything about Maya, but I might know who killed Alison. I just need a lawyer. Like a really great one. Like your Mom."
Spencer: "Ha! Fuck you. I'm out."
Garrett, verbatim just in case Spencer ever hears anybody saying this to her out loud and explicitly: "You're not safe, Spencer, and your friends aren't either... It's not over, do you hear me? ...I know who took the body!"

And then he's gone, shuffled off back into the jailhouse.

EMILY

Is on a run when she comes across a powder-blue convertible that causes her to have some kind of repressed memory PTSD about the top opening, at the same time she's getting a mysterious text -- "I bet you remember me" -- and then the car speeds away. What is even going on?

My guess -- which will turn out to be wrong in a second -- is that she was at that blackout party, maybe roofied, sometime before or after Haiti, and something occurred relating to this car, which is now going to be her secret.

The fallibility of your memory has been a problem for some time now, kitten.