Spencer: "You know how you got that creepy massage at the exact same time Mona was ruining Hanna's relationship with her stepsister? Or how even adrenalized hyperstrength couldn't have gotten Ian out of the bell tower that time? Or how Mona said about fifteen times over the course of the finale that she wasn't working alone, and I didn't ever hear her say that because I was too busy trying to make logical sense of this show?"
Aria: "So somebody was helping her?"
Spencer: "Why did the Black Swan run from you guys if she wasn't up to something?"
Outside, the alarm goes off on Spencer's car: All the doors are hanging open, and the inside is covered in pictures of the Liars at Alison's grave That Night. Like a billion pictures. What is it with Rosewood and getting caught with a shovel? Why is this as scary as the time they blew up and blinded a girl? How does that function? I don't care, because it is awesome and then even more so, as everybody gets a text at the same time:
"Mona played with dolls, I play with body parts. Game on, Bitches. -- A"
The game gets kicked up a notch; the New A finally comes after Aria; Emily unspools the next in what's sure to be a very unhelpful trail of banal memories about like doorknobs or a yo-yo that exists somewhere in the universe; Jenna's back in town; Hanna gets her Clarice on.
JACOB CLIFTON is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He currently recaps Pretty Little Liars and True Blood for TWoP. Jacob can be found online at jacobclifton.com, on Twitter, and on Facebook. IRL work appears in BenBella's SmartPop series of anthologies, most recently A Friday Night Lights Companion and Fringe Science.