Jessica: "Whatever. I'm gonna heat up some ... wait for it ... lasagna."
(And so it begins.)
For psychic reasons, Emily turns off the lights and sees the six creeper holes drilled into the ceiling, and Jessica walking super loud over the holes one by one, because whoever is living down there has been staring up through the floor at them because Oh My God.
Jason did not, I think, keep a clean work site. Toby could have helped him with that, you'd think. But no, it's just insulation and broken wainscoting and dust all over. Oh, Jason. You and your reefer. Oh wait, it's actually probably the destroyed Fields house, because in the mess there is prominently a broken picture of Emily, and another one of her dad in fatigues, and then A picks up the broken picture of Emily from the wreckage and throws it back down, following it with Ashley's muddy shoes she obviously saved from the trash. So I guess now we're framing Mr. Fields for ... wearing lady shoes? That seems incorrect.
What even happened? I don't know. I am still shooting my guns in the air like Yosemite Sam, doing my little dance.
One episode until the Big Summer #WorldWarA finale, which features clowns, sorcery, Ravenswood, and the biggest game changers of the entire show, or so we're told. So what happens next week? A hoedown, apparently. Spencer finally tells Toby where he can cram his stupid mom, everybody line-dances, and somebody starts stabbing at them through the holes in the floor/ceiling. This is all so excellent. Just so great right now.
JACOB CLIFTON is a freelance writer and critic based in Austin, Texas. He currently recaps Pretty Little Liars, Ray Donovan, Mistresses, and True Blood for TWoP. Jacob can be found online at jacobclifton.com, Twitter, and Facebook, as well as a regular column for Tor.com, Geek Love.