After Mona blows their spot about stealing the A-Lair, Spencer and Toby try to make amends by tracking down The Grunwald from last week's sorority house. This leads them to the strange spin-off town of Ravenswood, which is a beautifully shot hybrid of Silent Hill weirdness, Bioshock religion, and everything I ever wrote about Brookhaven coming true. It is gorgeous. It is the most ideal thing of all things. They are rebuffed by the Grunwald -- Meg Foster, who obviously played Evil-Lyn but I will always remember as the crazy lady from Quantum Leap -- but do spot Shana taking part in Ravenswood's weird municipal rituals.
Emily learns that Shana has taken her place on the Sharks, and can play the violin (which makes for another neat sequence back in Rosewood at the hour's end), and then learns that she's in charge of The Brew's Open Mic Night and also managing its employees. (It's good that she's getting all this extra responsibility, since she'll be working at the Brew for the rest of her life.)
One of these employees, a laxbro named Connor, betrays his friendship with Mikey after telling everybody that he fucked Aria (and that Ezra also fucked Aria). This slut-shaming (and dangerous) gossip causes Aria to shit a brick, but also radically transforms her relationships with both Ezra and Mikey himself, and by episode's end Mikey become a hoodie-wearing vigilante and Ezra is just a-creepin' around for reasons that are unknown but highly guessable, i.e., he remains a little girl inside of his little-boy body.
Tom and Ashley Marin spend the entire episode fighting about the gun and Hanna's weird hobby of burying the gun, and we finally get basically the whole story: Yes, Ashley stole the gun from Tom and yes, she took it to a secret meeting with Wilden, who was, yes, extorting her. But Darren grabbed it from her and she took off, meaning that its appearance in her locked closet is as much a mystery to her as everybody else. At the end of the episode, Tanner and Holbrook get confirmation that it's the gun that killed Wilden (and Ashley's prints on the bullets), so she's in jail now!
Emily's efforts to slip Tanner the cop-car footage ends up actually making her look creepy because the footage is now just a Redcoat wearing an Emily Medusa mask and doing weird A-type stuff.
In the end, Spencer's still on pretty thin ice with the girls -- but between the implication of Emily on the tape, the arrest of Hanna's mother, the fact that Shana sometimes drives Jenna's car to a creepy parallel universe, Aria's serious irritation at Ezra's ways and the ways of unchill laxbros, and the fact that not even Eddie Lamb cares whether Toby's mom killed herself, I think everybody realizes now is the time to stick together, not fall apart.
Next Week: Caleb and Toby look into the Lodge fire, the B-Team, and A, but come upon info about Redcoat instead. Everybody feels weird about Hanna's situation, especially Hanna, and the Liars come up with (and presumably fuck up) a plan to pin Wilden on somebody else. Mikey Montgomery continues his vigilantism, worrying his new sister-mommy Aria, while Ezra creeps ever forward into his lifelong destiny of being a total stalker of little girls. Oh, and some kind of pun about A "sending everything crashing down around one of the Liars," which I assume has to do with the car that keeps driving into Emily's living room that's been in every ad for the last month.
Hanna done lost her damn mind.
The ever-mesmerizing Lieutenant Tanner pours creamer into her coffee, standing under a giant framed photograph of Wilden in his uniform. Maybe this coffeemaker is like, in his honor. What would be the most fitting object to be in Wilden's honor? A commemorative bronzed lasagna box.
Oh my God, remember when Alison had a stump? Commemorative stump.
Tanner: "You won't say why you had the gun, where you got the gun, why you were burying it on a college campus like a freaking lunatic... You want coffee?"
Hanna: "No, just to rip this Styrofoam cup into smaller and smaller pieces."
Tanner: "Fine, here's what I know, here's my information. A .38-caliber revolver with six chambers, but only four bullets in there. Six minus four equals curiosity, as I'm sure you'll agree. Also, you could get seven years for a concealed handgun. What the fuck? Even if you're just covering for somebody, that is insane."
Hanna: "Maybe I was just feeling unsafe, and had a gun, and then I felt safe, so I buried the gun. How is that a crime? I mean, if I'd used a shovel instead of a beer mug, obviously I would deserve the electric chair. But you didn't find me with a shovel, did you? You found me with a gun. And a silk scarf, and a beer stein."
Ashley saves her and then outside in the station, it's like Krazy Kat: Her dad glares at her mom for stealing his gun, her mom glares at her for the same reason, and there's nobody for Hanna to glare at because nobody stole the gun from her. She acted too crazy, too fast, for anybody to have time to do that.
Dad: "They're keeping my gun, Ashley. For testing."
Hanna: "Testing? I am feeling a bit scattered and don't understand things right now."
Tanner: "Uh, testing to see if your dad's gun was used to kill a cop?"
Hanna: "Right, right. Got it."
Emily: "Even though there is no point in me swimming ever again, I like to keep my stuff in here. Hey, why aren't you at school today? Is it because you arrested with a deadly weapon, or..."
Hanna: "Yeah Emily, I'm taking the day."
Emily: "Yeah, I guess I get that. Listen, what is your worst-case?"
Hanna: "Seven years for concealed carry? Separate count for evidence destruction? Maybe murder of a person?"