All language subtitles for Pretty Little Liars The Perfectionists s01e02 Sex, Lies and Alibis.eg

(female narrator)
Previously on "Pretty Little Liars, The Perfectionists.."

(male 1)
What brings you to Oregon?

I'm trying the faculty
at BHU.

(Alison)
I thought it was hard when I was a teenager

but it's nothing compared
to the pressure

these students are under.

I really hope
that I can connect

with these kids.

I think I can help them.

[gasping]

- Mona?
- I brought pie.

- 'What's that?'
- That's Beacon Guard.

The school security system.

It's made BHU
the safest campus in Oregon.

Nolan Hotchkiss.
He's super smart.

But he doesn't belong here.

(Mona)
By my calculations, he could be dangerous.

My mother is gonna
say to you that

you're here because
you remind me of my sister.

It's more than that.

Why do they do everything
you ask them to do?

I don't care if you keep seeing
your rocket scientist.

To the rest of the world,
you and I

are still a perfect couple.

Have the authorities
found your dad?

A man smart enough
to embezzle millions of dollars

from his clients
isn't going to be found.

Oh, Dylan, same arrangement
as last year.

You'll do the papers
for Ava and me.

I'm done with Nolan, and I want
to stop what he's doing to us.

We could kill him.

Thorne Hall.
We push him off the roof.

Yeah, but that's just a fantasy.

It's Nolan Hotchkiss.

He's dead.

What the hell just happened?
Was this our fault?

Answer me. Dammit!

[instrumental music]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[instrumental music]

[sirens wailing]

[sobbing]

[sobbing continues]

Hey, Ava.

- Ava.
- Don't.

That's exactly
how you imagined it.

I-I-I know
how this looks, but..

(man on speaker)
'We need all students to return to their dormitories.'

Let us walk you back.

Can we just go somewhere
to talk, please?

(Caitlin)
'Ava.'

I can't.

[music continues]

♪ If I show you
then I know you ♪

♪ Won't tell what I said ♪

♪ 'Cause two can
keep a secret ♪

♪ If one of them is dead ♪♪

[instrumental music]

♪ Thought I found a way out ♪
♪ Found ♪

♪ But you never go away ♪

(Nolan)
Ava, you're gonna be somebody.

I respect that.

♪ Some day I'll make it ♪

I know that you believe in me.

♪ Need a place to hide ♪

♪ But I can't.. ♪

[crying]

♪ Wanna feel alive ♪

♪ Outside I can't fight ♪

♪ My fear ♪

♪ Isn't it lovely? ♪♪

(Nolan)
I've seen the way you look at me when you think

I'm not watching.

(Dylan)
I thought that you and I were just friends.

(Nolan)
No..

(Nolan)
I want you to kiss me.

I want you to kiss me.

[gasping]

- 'Another nightmare?'
- Yeah.

It's getting to the point where
I'd rather not go to sleep.

I wish I could help.

Oh, you do help
just by being here.

[chuckles]

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

I get why they canceled classes
for three days

but if we could just get back
to some kind of normal

I think we'd all be
better off.

Yeah, well, leave it
to Nolan to haunt us

in life and death, right?

How did he haunt you in life?

You said you did his work
as you were friends.

Yeah, I don't know
why I said that.

Lack of sleep, probably.

Maybe after
the funeral tomorrow

it will be easier to move on.

Can we just talk about anything
other than...Nolan?

Please?

Well, it's our last day
of no classes.

- Hmm.
- No homework.

- Mm-hmm.
- No practicing.

- Mm-hmm.
- No reason to get out of bed.

Why are you
on top of the covers

instead of underneath
with me?

[both laughing]

[instrumental music]

- Want a bite?
- No.

I mean, yes. But no!

I asked you to not
offer me your food.

Coming from a place of
love here, I don't think

this no bread thing
is working for you.

Of course it is,
I've never been more focused

on getting into shape
for track.

[scoffs]
Oh, wait. It's a cop. It's a cop.

[engine revving]

- Tater tots?
- Stop it.

Or you'll be eating your tots
alone at your desk.

Maybe this sudden
ultra-fitness focus you have

isn't about track.

Maybe it's about
the 800-pound

elephant in the room.

Gorilla.

You know, it's either
like the elephant

in the room
or the 800-pound gorilla.

No-no-no, you're just, you're
just trying to distract me

but I think we really need
to talk about--

Nolan.

It's okay if you're relieved
that he's dead.

You can admit that to me.

No one else has to know.

I am relieved.

And I, I hear
all that sounds

and I feel terrible
for thinking that way.

Nolan threatened
to blow up your family

if you didn't pretend to be
his perfect girlfriend.

And he knew how much
your moms mean to you.

I don't feel bad about the fact
that you don't

have to worry
about him anymore.

That's why
I'm focusing on getting

into the best shape
of my life.

Well, you know,
you can be distracted

by more than one thing.

Are you crazy?
What if somebody sees us?

Well, it's not
going to be Nolan.

You are terrible.

I love you for it.

[instrumental music]

- Get these tots out of the way.
- Sorry, my tater tots.

[music continues]

I'm telling you,
somebody came into my house

and without my permission
fixed a tear in my wallpaper.

So if that wasn't your
department, who would that be?

(man on phone)
'All home repairs fall under my jurisdiction.'

- 'Like I said--'
- There is no record.

(man on phone)
'Is there anything else I can help you with?'

Well, you haven't
helped me at all

but yeah,
I need a request to repair.

[phone beeps]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Cream?
- Oh, no. Just sugar.

Few packs of the real stuff
and one pink.

Why not just four sugars?

Three sugars is still considered
a couple.

You know, like, I'll take
a couple of sugars.

But then when you ask for four,
they give you the look

like you're gonna steal their
sugar and put it in your bag.

Got it.

- What?
- Nothing.

No, what?

I just didn't know
that you're kind of...quirky.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm logical.

I mean, at least sometimes
overly so.

Look, as much time
as we've spent together

you know, as Nolan's
fake friends..

...we really don't know
much about each other.

Yeah, I mean,
except for the obvious.

You know,
you're a brilliant cellist.

Even you've somehow managed
to do it all.

Student government. Track.

- Debate. Academics.
- Yes. Yeah.

You can read all that
in the yearbook.

No, but that's my point,
is that, that's

that's all we knew
about each other is our bios.

That's how Nolan
wanted it, you know?

It wasn't really our choice,
'cause it was always about him.

He never wanted us
to be real friends.

I guess it would've put us
in a position of power..

...because we stood up to him.

- Yeah.
- 'No way, look.'

- It's Nolan.
- That's Nolan.

(female 1)
Oh, my God.

[gasping]

Oh, my God.

[indistinct chatter]

- 'Hey, what are they saying?'
- 'Uh, I don't know.'

Dylan, are we gonna pretend
like our conversation

in the woods didn't happen?

But that's all it was, right,
as a conversation?

- 'They're sure it's homicide.'
- 'What?'

We need to call Ava immediately.

- Uh, anything?
- No. Straight to voicemail.

Look, the funeral's
tomorrow, alright?

We can't have it
looking like--

He wasn't your best friend
and my perfect boyfriend.

And we're actually relieved
he's gone.

He's just gone.

Murdered.

That text was from you, right?

You're Nolan?

Mona?

[Mona humming]

Have you been holed up in here
since Nolan's death?

I'm the reason he's dead.

Uh, did-did you..

Were you on the roof that night?
Did you push him?

Jesus, Alison!

What kind of person
do you think I am?

Well..

Why are you here?

Can you look at me, please?

"Meet me on the roof of
Thorne Hall. I need your help."

Nolan thought
he was meeting you that night?

I literally just got
that text

from the dead guy

whose body we just saw
while he was dead.

I thought somebody is maybe
messing with me.. A like.

Now, the text was sent
before he died.

It must've been
a network malfunction.

You know how this looks, right?

Like you killed him.

[humming]

♪ The wall ♪

♪ Closin' in ♪

(Ava)
I can get past this if you just talk to me.

Get a grip, Ava.

Desperate's not
a good look on you.

♪ I've tried to cry ♪

♪ 'Cause maybe I did ♪

♪ And I can
hold onto somethin' ♪

♪ Hold on hold on hold on ♪

♪ Till this all ends ♪

♪ I'm so numb to the feeling ♪

♪ Numb to the desire ♪

♪ My mind is on fire ♪

♪ But I can't feel ♪

♪ Anything anymore ♪

♪ Numb to the feeling ♪

♪ Numb to the desire ♪

♪ I'm caught up
in the fire ♪

♪ But I can't feel ♪

♪ Anything anymore ♪♪

If you find out where she is,
just give me a call, please?

- Okay.
- Who you're looking for?

Ava. I just wanted
to make sure she's okay.

Does anyone else know you were
doing Nolan's work for him?

- Heard the news?
- Yeah. He was murdered.

And this paper you wrote,
the one with your name on it

lays out a convincing case
about how murder is justified

if it's the only way to end
someone's hostile grip on you.

Is that why you were
writing his papers?

Did Nolan have something
on you?

Something you don't want
to tell me?

Look, as an out gay kid,
in a small town..

...I didn't have a single person
to stand up for me, alright?

Not one person.

The paper is not about Nolan,
it's about those jerks

who got off on making me
feel like

there was something
wrong with me.

Is that why you need to be
so perfect when you play?

To prove them wrong.

Maybe.

Your argument
for capital punishment

is convincing,
but that was the assignment.

What are you worried about?

Why? Why did you
want me to read this?

I had a conversation
with my teacher, Ms. DiLaurentis

and she was intuitive enough
to recognize

that I wrote the paper
about Nolan.

I denied it, but she knows.

But you didn't do anything
wrong. Why are you so upset?

'He was murdered, Jeremy.'

My life has been a lie
this past year.

You know, I mean,
sneaking around with you.

Covering for Nolan.

I thought it was over,
but it's not.

And we have to keep pretending
like we're not together

and that's not right.

I mean, you deserve
a real girlfriend..

...who you can go out
on real dates with

and not just car dates.

Cait, turn right up here.

- Why?
- Please.

[engine revving]

Give me a minute?

[instrumental music]

[crickets chirping]

Sit right here.

[keypad beeping]

[music on car stereo]

If you think you can calm me
down by playing our song then..

...you're right.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Wait wait in the afterlife
of paradise ♪

♪ And it follows me ♪

♪ It follows me ♪

♪ In the afterlife of.. ♪♪

[papers rustling]

[door opens]

I brought food.

I'm the reason Nolan's dead
because..

...he never belonged here.

It was his personality traits.

My algorithm red flagged him.

- Because he was dangerous?
- 'No.'

He was flagged as someone
who could push another student

to the point of snapping.

So by looking the other way
and not telling Mrs. Hotchkiss

the truth about her son,
I created a killer.

So you're using your code
to figure out who snapped?

Listen, I appreciate
that you feel responsible

for Nolan's death, but can we
focus on me for a second?

'I feel like I'm back
on the hamster wheel.'

Like I'm back in Rosewood.

Okay, the vertex degrees are

four, three, three,
two and three--

I brought pie.

Did you hear me?
I brought pie. Key lime.

The guy at the bakery said
it's one of your favorites.

Doesn't make sense.

I need you to snap out of it.

The total sum of the vertex..

I'm sorry I did that. But--

You brought pie?

[chuckles]
Key lime's my favorite.

Listen, I don't know
how long I have

until you slip back
into your beautiful mind

but I need you.

I should tell the police, right?

I should tell them that
the text was delayed

and I didn't see it
until today.

No offense. But when did you
become such a wuss?

For a second you reminded me
of the Alison I used to know.

The one who ruled her world
because she played

by her own rules.

This is my fresh start.
Remember?

I'm supposed to make a habit
of what's right

not what's wrong.

I get that you're trying
to fake it till you make it

but that Pollyanna suit
you're wearing

it's never gonna fit.

It's always gonna cling to you
like some '70s

Halloween costume
ready to combust

as soon as you get
near an open flame.

Hmm. Ready for a slice?

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[door creaks]

What the hell?

- Are you crazy?
- Sorry.

Look, we didn't kill Nolan.
Okay?

We need you
to understand that tonight.

How did you get in here?

You haven't left
your room in days.

It wasn't hard to convince
the RA to let us in.

Yeah, we just said that
your friends

were concerned about you.

We are not friends.

Excuse me.

Look, why don't I
make you some coffee.

Why don't you tell me
why you're here?

Okay. We know how this looks.

But our conversation
in the woods

about Nolan before he died--

You mean,
before he was murdered?

Did I wish for him to go away?
Yes.

But I didn't make that happen.

- We all talked about it.
- Yeah.

We were walking home,
and we heard the sirens

that-that-that's why
we went back.

We heard the sirens.

We don't know each other well
enough to trust each other.

But...we need each other.

(Caitlin)
'Dylan is right, okay?'

We have to be Nolan's
perfect posse at his funeral.

Now, that's golden.

You want me to hold your hand

while you pretend to be
his grieving widow.

Yes. Ava, please.

Do you hear yourself?

I loved him.

(Dylan)
'Look, we get that it's a lot to ask, alright?'

But until they figure out
who really killed Nolan

everybody at BHU
is a suspect. Everybody.

Even though we didn't do it,
we all have secrets

'that make us look guilty.'

And we can't risk
having the cops

digging around
our business right now.

We just have to...lay low

and just keep playing
our roles.

Right, unless you're
that one person

who has nothing to hide.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

Oh, Caitlin.

Mmm. Hm.

You should sit up front.

That's what, uh,
Nolan would have wanted.

[indistinct chatter]

[music continues]

[man coughing]

[music continues]

Tell me you didn't show
that text to the cops.

I haven't talked to
anyone about it, but you.

Perfect.

Turns out, there was partial
Beacon Guard blackout

about the time
of Nolan's murder.

A handful of cameras went out

including the ones
near your house.

Probably, your cell service too.

That would explain
the Nolan text delay.

Bottom line, no one can prove

you weren't at your house
that night.

So I don't have an alibi.
But I don't not have an alibi.

Anyone who says they were
at your house that night

is safe for now.

[cell phones buzzing]

It's from Ms. DiLaurentis.

She's around.
Who want to talk?

Yeah, she's left me, like,
a thousand messages.

She called me, but..

Yeah, I never
called her back either.

[music continues]

I'm sorry.

- Mrs. H., I'm so sorry.
- Thank you, Mason.

I know you and Nolan
weren't that close this year

but, you know,
childhood friends

are friends for life.

(male 2)
'Could everyone please take your seats?'

[instrumental music]

[sniffles]

Is it just me or does Mason
look a little too sad?

The Lord is my shepherd.

'I shall not want.'

'He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.'

'He leadeth me
through still waters.'

'He restoreth my soul.'

[indistinct chatter]

[birds chirping]

[instrumental music]

Dana Booker,
you are even more

of a low-life than I thought.

I can't believe you'd take
advantage of my grief

to grill me one more time.

I'm so sorry
for your loss, Ava.

But you should know,
I'm no longer with the FBI.

- Excuse me.
- Is everything okay?

Things are far from okay.
A student was murdered.

But rest assured,
as BHU's new head of security

I will find out
who killed Nolan Hotchkiss.

And I promise,
they will be brought to justice.

[dramatic music]

I can't believe that bitch
is in Beacon Heights.

- Who is she?
- 'Dana Booker.'

She's one of the FBI agents
on my dad's case.

[chuckles]
She thinks I know where he is.

- Well, do you?
- No.

Why leave the FBI
to become a school cop?

Well, it's not just
any school. This is BHU.

And if Mrs. Hotchkiss
empowered her to do

whatever it takes
to find Nolan's killer

she's going to get off
on bending all the rules.

'None of us are safe.'

'She'll use whatever she can
against us.'

- 'You mean our secrets?'
- Great.

(Caitlin)
'Yeah, she'll have access to everything.'

Nolan's phone. His computer.

I really hope our secrets
had died with Nolan.

Nolan was smart, alright?

He wouldn't make it easy
for his mom

to find out that he was..

...blackmailing people.

I know where he
kept his weed.

Maybe that's where he kept
the stash of your secrets.

We could break away
from the wake tonight.

Look in the green house
where Claire

used to grow her roses
with Taylor.

'She doesn't really
go there anymore.'

It's behind a broken
cinder block.

Uh, Ava, you're not
coming with us?

Well, they're your secrets.
Not mine.

[sighs]
Why me? I mean, why would Nolan trust me?

Well, you said it yourself.

You came here
to help these kids

and he believed you.

Or somebody's trying to frame me
for his murder.

Well, that is a possibility.

- Wanna stay for pie?
- No, Mona, uh..

Classes resume tomorrow
and in spite of everything

I really need to be prepared.

Oh. Yeah.

- Are you going to be okay?
- Sure. Why wouldn't I be?

I know in the past we've been
more frenemies than friends.

But...I want you to know
that I--

Are you trying to say
that you care about me?

[chuckles]
Sort of.

I know how easy it is
for you to go down

the rabbit hole
and not come back.

So, I need you to stay connected
to reality and to people.

I have a life, Alison.

I play chess every night
with the most

brilliant opponent
I could ever ask for.

(Alison)
That's great.

Who is the guy...or girl?

I don't know.

It's an anonymous game I play

through an online campus
chess club.

I'd offer to play with you
in person, but--

You'd lose.

Okay, Mona.
Have a good night.

[instrumental music]

[indistinct chatter]

(Dylan)
'God! It feels good to breathe.'

[exhales]

- You okay?
- 'The air was heavy in there.'

And, I mean, it felt like
I was being buried alive

one shovel full of dirt
at a time.

The buffet
was a welcome distraction.

Did you try the shrimp?

How do you eat
when people are so sad?

Grief and food go together
like Beyonce and Jay-Z.

You should read, "Death Warmed
Over" by Lisa Rogak.

It's a great book
about funeral foods

and-and customs
from around the world.

Okay, I will put it
on my summer reading list.

Now can we go find
Nolan's stash?

[twig creaks]

Shit! Your ex is here.

Mason, hi.

Hi, Cait.

- How you holdin' up?
- Um, everyday is a challenge.

Yeah, don't know how to
stop thinkin' about him.

Well, tried the shrimp?

Uh, can we just hang out
for a little bit?

No, not as two people who dated.
Just, just friends.

Uh, if you want to check out the
view without me, I'll catch up.

Yeah, alright.

I'll see you guys later.

I just can't imagine
a future without Nolan.

He found a way to push us
all to our limits.

I mean, that wasn't
always a good thing.

When we were together
you didn't seem thrilled

to be his number two.

Yeah, Nolan was always
going to be number one

in everything he did,
you know?

You and I both know that.

I've learnt to accept it.

I don't know if I could be
that big of a person.

I'm way to competitive,
you know?

You? You're competitive?

- I never would have guessed.
- Okay.

[door creaking]

You loved to win more than most.
I do remember that.

But I also remember
that you got a big heart.

You always found a way
to make me feel special.

So if there is anything
that you need

please let me know, okay?

- Thanks, Mason.
- No, I mean it, Cait.

Anything.

If you need an alibi
for where you were that night

I will back you up.

Um, why-why would I
need an alibi?

We all do..

...until they figure out
who killed him.

[dramatic music]

♪ Ooh ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ I've waited so long ♪

♪ For somethin'
sweet like this ♪

♪ It's where I belong ♪

♪ Beside you
in blinding bliss ♪♪

Oh, you guys are really going
all out with this grief show.

I take it you didn't find
Nolan's stash?

Yeah with somebody
beat us to it, alright?

And they knew
that we were coming.

Now we have no secrets.

No shirt, no shoes,
no service.

- Ava, are you drunk again?
- I don't know.

Have you been plotting
any murders lately?

Listen, someone
beat us to Nolan's stash..

So, you better pray
that he had nothing on you.

Because if he did, you're about
as screwed as we are.

(male 3)
'It's just like you imagined it.'

[intense music]

What?

- Did you guys hear that?
- Who said that?

Ah.. Ah.

- 'What are we looking for?'
- 'Someone heard us that night.'

(Caitlin)
'Maybe they left something behind.'

They heard us talking
about Nolan.

About how we wished he was dead.

And they killed him
just like we imagined it.

To make it look like it was us.

[twig snaps]

[rustling]

[exhales]

Wow. Paranoid much?

[intense music]

We were definitely
not alone that night.

What is it?

- Gum wrappers?
- Great.

So we can rule out
students with braces.

It's fantastic, Dylan,
thank you.

We're on a roll.

Were you always this negative
and I just didn't realize?

Paint me dark, Dylan.

I really don't care.

I don't care about you.

Or about you.

Or about anything.

Really, right now, honestly,
I don't even know

what I'm doing out here.

No, no. Wait, wait, wait.

I'm sorry.

Look, I get that
this is harder on you

than it is for us.

I just can't believe he's gone.

We know, Ava.

If we can just stick together--

There's no
sticking together, Dylan.

You've got Andrew.

And you've got your family.

And I've got..

...me.

[music continues]

It's just the way it is.

Can I help you with something?

These girls are adorable,
are they your daughters?

Oh, I recognize you
from the funeral.

I'm Dana Booker.

Alison DiLaurentis, I'm--

New TA,
in the Lit Department.

You took over Taylor's class.

Are you a friend
of the Hotchkiss family?

I'm the new
head of security for BHU.

I guess you picked the wrong
week to start a new job.

Or the right one.

[chuckles]
Yeah, um, if you excuse me, I have to get

ready for class tomorrow.

Sorry to interrupt
the flow of knowledge.

Sorry again, I knew
there was a reason

I wanted to talk to you,
I just got sidetracked

by your gorgeous girls.

Was it Officer Booker?

- Should I call you "Officer?"
- No, you can call me Dana.

Now, your students
recently wrote papers

on Agatha Christie's novel,
"And Then There Were None."

That's right.

If I remember correctly

the story is about murder

and whether or not
it can be justified.

Apropos of the times
when you say

maybe even inspirational.

I'm sure that's just
a coincidence.

But Nolan was in your class.

I'd like to read those papers.

- Do you have a search warrant?
- I don't need one.

Read the fine print
in your faculty handbook.

You signed yours, by the way,
I checked.

[both chuckle]

I have those files
on my desktop.

No worries,
I know where to find you.

Good luck tomorrow.

[intense music]

[cell phone rings]

(Dylan on voicemail)
'Hey, Eva, uh, it's Dylan.'

'I was thinkin' about
what you said tonight'

'and, um, if you want
anybody to, you know'

'talk to or whatever,
I'm in all night.'

'So, call me...if you want.'

[beeps]

(Caitlin on voicemail)
'Hey, Eva. It's, uh, Caitlin.'

'I know this is a little weird'

'but just wanted to say'

'that I'm-I'm here for you
if you need anything.'

'If you don't wanna be alone.'

'Okay. Bye.'

[music continues]

[sobbing]

[door closes]

[crickets chirping]

[gasps]

Oh, hi, Alison,
I hope this isn't a bad time.

[exhales]

I know it's inappropriate
for me to be here, but, u-um..

...this was my daughter's house
before she went missing.

Before she took her life.

I didn't get to speak to you
at the funeral.

I'm so sorry, Mrs. Hotchkiss.

I'm getting drunk
in your living room, Alison.

You can call me Claire.

Drink?

Okay.

Taylor loved this house.

I suppose that's what brought me
here tonight

to feel closer to her.

Oh, and we should've
had that painted over

before they installed
the wallpaper.

Did Taylor write that?

[stammers]

[chuckles]
When my daughter was younger

she was so put together.

Everything came easy for her.

Sports, grades, love.

And then something changed
when she started teaching.

She became paranoid
and...sometimes delusional.

I suspected
she didn't like her job

but she didn't wanna
disappoint me.

And I, I tried to get her help.

But she didn't trust me.

She didn't trust anyone,
not even Nolan.

Were they close?

They learnt very early

two against one were good odds.

[chuckles]
And they stuck together like glue.

When either one of them
got in trouble

neither would ever
turn on the other.

And I pretended like it bothered
me but I was proud of them.

Made me happy to know that

when I was gone,
they would have each other.

What do they say..

"People plan and God laughs."

Yeah.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

Don't waste your time here
pretending to be

something you're not.

If you really did come here
to help our students

you need to be yourself.

You're a survivor, Alison.

At all costs.

And that's what you need
to teach them.

[music continues]

[device beeping]

Hi!

Hi, I'm so glad you picked up.

No, I'm fine, I ju..

Just needed to hear
a friend's voice.

How are you?
How's Caleb?

How's the baby?

Wait, Hannah, back up.

Wait, what do you mean
Spencer and Toby eloped?

[chuckles]

Even you didn't know?

Oh, wow!

Well, are they
registered somewhere?

Of course, I wanna
get them a gift!

[exhales]
It is so good to hear your voice too.

I really miss you.

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phones vibrate]

[instrumental music]

(Alison)
'I just want you guys to know that, uh'

my door's always open..

[sneezes]

Sorry, it's not a cold,
I promise.

Allergies.

Um, we're, we're
in the middle of a class.

I thought this would be
the best time to find

'a few of your students
all together.'

Uh, can I borrow Ava Jalali..

...Dylan Walker,
and Caitlin Park-Lewis.

[indistinct murmuring]

Isn't there a better time?

I wouldn't be here if there was

but I'm investigating a murder.

[intense music]

(Dana)
'Sorry to pull you out of class.'

But I understand that three
of you were close with Nolan.

And I just wanted to know
where you were

the night he was killed.

- Um..
- Um..

Oh, good, you're still here.

I never thanked you guys
for staying late

at my house last Thursday.

'They meant to just drop off
a welcome basket'

but I ended up monopolizing
their entire night.

They were with you
the night of the murder.

Don't get me started
on Agatha Christie's decision

'to totally violate
the rules of writing'

'by making it nearly impossible'

for her readers to figure out
the crime on their own.

I mean, you can ask
the three of them.

They know from experience.

I can talk for hours.

You've convinced me
to read the book again.

Seems I missed a few things
the first time around.

♪ Oh there's no.. ♪

But I won't make
that mistake again.

♪ For the wicked ♪

Bring it on, bitch.

[dramatic music]

♪ For the wicked ♪

♪ Ho ♪

♪ Ho-o-o ♪

♪ Ho ♪♪

[theme music]

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