Pretty Little Liars: Original Sin (2022) s01e05 Episode Script

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Ugh, it smells.
- What's in it?
- Dog shit, of course.
You're gonna throw it against that door.
It's part of our initiation.
- What if they see me?
- Oh, don't you worry.
We got you.
- I don't wanna do it, guys.
- Come on.
And then we'll go to Pinball
Pizza for garlic knots.
Come on.
Angela
Michael, call the police!
I knew it. This all
goes back to our mothers,
and Angela.
- What did your mom do to her?
- I don't know.
A said my mom threw
Angela under the bus.
- What did A do to you?
- He went full fucking Michael Myers.
He chased me around my
building onto the roof.
Okay, this is getting
beyond dangerous now.
What do we do?
Is it time to tell someone?
We can't.
We're so close to understanding
why this is all happening,
why us.
Plus, after what Noa went through,
not sure we should be disobeying A
and telling anyone anything.
Angela isn't mentioned
anywhere in my mom's diaries.
But now, we know for
sure there's a connection.
So, the missing pages
could be about Angela.
I've been going through
all the stuff at my house,
but now that I know
what I'm looking for
I feel like I have to start over.
We can help.
Should we meet after school?
I'll bring walkie-talkies
from my mom's pawn shop.
Trust me they're rad.
Hey, Tabby, wait up! Tabby!
Is everything okay? You didn't say
two words to me in Smithee's class.
Was there, was there something
wrong with the footage that I shot?
It's not what you shot, Chip.
It's that you shot it.
This whole
exercise was supposed to be
about changing the
tired dynamics of horror
in front of and behind the camera.
Male victim, female killer.
Female director with a female gaze.
You stepping in to take over
completely invalidated that.
Shit, Tabby, I'm
I'm really, really
sorry about all of it.
Honestly, I was just trying to help.
Forget it. I gotta go meet the girls.
Hello?
Faran? Did you find something?
Not yet, but I made popcorn.
- Is that what I'm smelling?
- It might've singed a little.
There's nothing in the garage.
But I'll try the back of the house.
- Tabby? Anything?
- I'm heading downstairs right now.
- Guys, guys!
- Noa, are you okay?
I'm fine,
except your attic is a
fucking spider Airbnb.
Tabby, how's the basement?
Super dark.
The light's out.
There's another
switch at the bottom of the steps.
I'm a final girl.
I'm a final girl.
I'm a final girl.
Not gonna lie, this is creepy AF.
Ch-ch-ch-ah-ah-ah.
Actually, it's kee-kee-kee-ma-ma-ma,
as in when Mrs. Voorhees says
"killer mommy" in Jason's voice.
Great. Thanks for
movie-splaining that to me.
Mr. Hammond, I think
we're back in business.
Guys, living room now!
I found these in the fireplace.
Shit.
Are those the pages?
Hey.
They could be from anything
like a pad of paper or a notebook
Or they are my mom's diary pages.
Which, let's face it,
we were never gonna find.
Imogen.
It's like everything in my life is
slipping away from me, and
there's nothing I can do to stop it.
First, my body, then
my mom, now our house,
and I can't I
I can't leave it, not
with all these questions.
You guys, I don't wanna
sell my mom's house.
What if
you take it over?
The mortgage payments or whatever.
We could talk to my mom, find out
exactly how much money you'd need
I have $400 in the bank
that I saved from, like,
my last 10 birthdays.
Where would I get the money?
So, Henry, how'd it go?
Does Kelly have a scar?
I offered her a foot rub.
And?
- Am I crazy?
- No.
You were right. She does have a scar.
- On her foot.
- Oh my god.
But Faran, there are a number of
reasons why she could have scars.
This doesn't necessarily
mean that Kelly's
Karen?
Maybe. Maybe not.
But something very
weird is going on here.
Hey there. Where did you vanish to?
- I was worried.
- Nowhere.
I didn't have access to my devices.
Sorry, I didn't mean to ghost you.
How've you been?
Okay.
Wondering if you've
given any more thought to
what we were discussing.
About meeting in person?
We've been chatting for weeks now,
and don't forget,
you reached out to me.
I did. And I found a place
where we could meet.
It's private
where we could have a
nice dinner
and wouldn't bump into anybody.
That sounds perfect.
But, Steve, a after dinner,
could we go trick-or-treating?
I've never gone.
My moms never let me.
Rachel loved trick-or-treating.
It was one of her favorite
- things. Let's do it.
-
Okay, great.
But, uh, I-I-I'll have to buy a costume.
Did Rachel have any
favorites?
Just nothing too scary.
Will you send me some options?
I'll treat, of course.
Sure.
I'm excited.
- Did you make this?
- For the baby.
- Thank you.
- Hm.
It's beautiful.
I was thinking we should
have a baby shower.
Oh, Mom, I love my quilt,
but can we please skip the party?
If that's how you want it to be.
- Hm.
- But just know you're missing out
on lots of presents.
And cold, hard cash.
Faran, even from you,
that is a wild accusation.
It sounds that way but I have proof.
Kelly has scars on her feet.
Scars like Karen would have
from when she stepped
on those razorblades.
Stop talking.
I don't normally share details about
students' personal lives, but Faran
you need to stop this line of inquiry.
In the past, Kelly has
engaged in acts of self-harm.
Self-harm, like
cutting?
On the soles of her feet?
People who self-harm often do
it in places others won't see.
I cannot and will not say any more
but I strongly advise you drop this.
Crazy Hail Mary idea to save my house.
What if we throw an epic Halloween party
and charge admission
as like a fundraiser?
Girl, do we even know enough
people to invite to a house party?
Noa, Shawn's popular.
Can he get people to come?
Sure, he can spread
the word to the football team.
Uh, I have plans.
Uh, I-I gotta help my moms do inventory
- at the pawn shop.
- On Halloween night?
- Maybe I can come by after.
- Mm-hm.
Although, Ash did ask if
I have plans for Halloween.
He's cute.
Mouse, you should help your moms
and then come to the party.
And tell Ash to meet you
there and to bring friends.
We need as many warm bodies as possible.
We can charge for slices and shots, too.
Yeah, it just needs to be enough
to start making payments, right?
Correct.
And worst-case scenario
I'll get to have one last
amazing night in my house.
Totally. Of course.
I just gotta swing
- by the Orpheum first.
- Mm.
Gonna need some
funds to chip in for supplies.
A party?
Yeah.
Thought your moms wouldn't let you out.
I have to ask them, but
I think it's time I assert
a little independence.
- I deserve to have, uh
- A date?
Yeah.
A date.
Should I pick you up?
Um
Why don't I meet you there
at, like, 9:30?
Wes, I need my last paycheck.
Way to ghost me the other night.
Is that what you think happened?
Which is, to me, Argento's masterpiece.
One second, I'm making
dinner. The next, you're gone.
Wes, you used the
flash drive as leverage
to lure me to your place.
What you did was really
fucked up. Triggering.
Not to mention the fact
that we never unpacked
that night in your car when
you almost kissed me.
Fuck You're right.
- Damn straight.
- And I'm sorry.
I won't put you in that
position ever again.
I mean it.
'Cause I do care about you, Tabby.
Genuinely. Not in a creepy way.
Also, there's still a job
here for you if you want it.
I don't know, Wes.
I'll give you first dibs on shifts.
Take you off bathroom duty forever.
Bathroom duty is loathsome.
Okay then.
Excellent.
Look, uh, I don't wanna
put you on the spot,
but Jackie bailed on me for tomorrow,
which is our all-day Halloween
horror-a-thon, free concessions for
- whoever comes in costume.
- Mm.
Could you come in to help?
During the day, yes,
but I have a thing at night.
Um
I'm going out on Halloween night
to a party with Ash.
Who's Ash again?
A friend
- from school.
- What time's this party?
It starts at, like, 7:30.
You can absolutely go
to the party, Mouse,
- but be home by
- 9:30.
10:30.
Please. Mom? I
I just want to be a normal 15-year-old.
10:30's fine.
- How you doin'?
- That'll be eight bucks.
- Thought this was free.
- For costumed patrons, yes.
Wait
you made that sick video about Karen.
Only after you made yours.
Well, you almost got
me in a lot of trouble.
I did get in a lot of trouble.
Anything else I can get you?
Yeah Uh, Cherry Coke.
We don't have cherry, just regular.
What about you? Still have your cherry?
Woo!
Relax. It's just a joke.
- Don't be so uptight.
- Good one.
I'm surprised you wanted to meet up.
I mean
God
- If Karen could see us now.
- Mm.
If only.
You know, I never realized
how great of a dancer you are.
You're really coming into it.
I've always been a good dancer.
I just wasn't allowed to show it.
What do you mean "allowed"?
Karen
always had to be the star.
And if I started to outshine her,
she would put me in my place.
Sibling rivalry is blood sport.
I can't stop thinking about her
especially the night of the dance.
I keep playing it out differently.
You know, me stopping Karen, or
me going up to the
rafters in her place, or
us both staying home. Just
What happened to your hand?
Did you do that to yourself?
It's such a cliché, right?
The ballerina who gets
stressed and hurts herself.
- Please don't tell anyone.
- I won't.
And Kelly
if you're ever feeling
overwhelmed, or lonely,
or you need someone to talk to
you can talk to me.
I mean it.
Thanks, Faran.
Also
Imogen's having a party
at her old house tonight.
Kinda like a fundraiser
but it'll be a good time.
You should come if you want.
It's amazing in here.
Hi!
- Aww! Oh!
- Hi!
Wow.
You guys make an amazing
Gomez/Morticia power couple.
Wait, no. Your money's no good here.
Noa told me about saving
your house. We wanna help.
Thank you, Shawn.
- It's very kind of you.
- Would you grab me a drink, babe?
- You got it. Is it, um
- Oh, that way.
Damn, Bryant
you could poison me any time.
Who are you supposed to
be? Toxic Masculinity Smurf?
Try Studly Smurf.
What're you doin' after this?
Going home, I imagine.
- With me?
- Tyler.
I'm sure there are plenty of sad,
desperate girls around
here who would be into
whatever this is,
but I'm not one of them.
Besides, I like someone
else in my ballet class.
What, some gay dude?
Charming as ever. Bye.
- Who invited you to this party?
- My boy, Greg.
Your leading man.
- He's around here somewhere.
- Greg's here after he
You guys must go to a lot
of parties, being so popular,
- every weekend, I bet?
- I mean, yeah, sure.
Well, you were both at
Karen's house party, obviously.
What about the one over the summer
in the woods behind the
school with a bonfire?
Were you there? Was Greg?
- Fuck if I know.
- Oh, you don't remember?
- You were that drunk?
- We party in the woods all the time,
but I don't remember any bonfire.
- Satisfied?
- No Not even close.
You're a garbage person, Tyler.
You and all your fucking meat
head football buddies are.
So, stay away from me, and
stay away from my friends.
- Got it?
- Whatever.
I ordered your favorite, Rachel.
Breakfast for dinner.
Even put the blueberries in
a smiley face like you like.
Did you bring your report card?
I know you were struggling
with some classes.
You can call me Dad if you want.
Trick or treat.
Hey! What are you doing?
Read the sign, asshole.
There's another one downstairs.
This one's off limits.
So, are you and Kelly BFFs now?
Hardly.
I don't know, Henry.
Maybe I was going full Natalie
Portman "Black Swan" crazy.
Yeah, could be.
Or it could be that you have a
complicated history with Karen
that you're still working through
and projecting onto Kelly.
Yeah.
Maybe.
You know what?
I'm letting it go.
We're at a party.
- I should be having fun, right?
- Yeah, you should be.
So, uh let me help you do that.
No Reese's. You're allergic to peanuts.
And no candied apples. There could
be razorblades or needles in them.
It's 9:55.
I should get to the party.
I'm late.
Can I drive you, please?
I wouldn't forgive myself
if anything bad happened to you.
Okay
but you have to drop me
off, like, a block away.
If people saw us
together, it would be bad.
I understand.
Steve?
I'm sorry.
I'm so, so sorry Rachel.
It's okay.
Please, please forgive me.
Hey, I-I-I do.
I forgive you.
I forgive you Dad.
Kelly, look at that theater kid. Nerd!
Hello? Yeah, this is
Imogen Adams. Who's this?
Oh! Yes! I did call about Angela Waters.
Let me get somewhere quieter.
Hello? Hello?
Shit.
Kelly and Greg?
I fucking knew it.
Mouse, you're here.
Ash, wow, you went with Freddie Mercury
- and look incredible.
- Thanks.
And you decided to go as
Oh, um I'm Wendy the Witch.
Like from the comics or the
iconic Hilary Duff movie.
It came with a mask. I could put it on.
No way. Then I wouldn't
be able to see your face.
You look beautiful.
I was starting to lose hope.
I thought maybe you stood me up.
What? No, I
I really wanted to be
here with you, honest.
I just had to deal with a, um
Let me guess, childhood trauma?
You know me so well.
Not yet
but I want to.
I think I'm ready to close
that sad chapter in my book.
- For good.
- What do you propose we do?
You don't happen to
have any gummies, do you?
Hey.
Hey, Donnie Darko.
When'd you get here?
A while ago.
Pretty sure Imogen sold
me, like, five slices of pizza.
Peace offering?
- Is it open?
- Ew, no, that'd be gross.
- I talked to Smithee.
- Mm.
I told him what happened
and that we need to do reshoots.
- What'd he say?
- He gave us an extension
so you can shoot the scene.
Thank you, Chip.
But we might need a new Norman Bates.
I'll be your Norman Bates.
I mean, I'll be wearing
boxers instead of a Speedo,
but, yeah, I'll embarrass the
hell out of myself for you.
Do you, do you just
wanna get outta here?
We could watch
"Nightmare on Elm Street."
It's your fave Freddy.
Mm, actually, "Dream
- Warriors" was my fave Freddy.
- Mm.
- Yeah.
- That's right.
I would, but
this night's important to Imogen.
I I should stay.
Yeah. Okay.
Well, I'm gonna head out
- Hm.
- But
you call if you need me?
See ya later.
Having fun, Kelly?
Oh, hey! Yes, actually.
- Thank you so much for inviting me.
- Not a problem,
but had I known you were dating someone,
I would've invited you both.
What are you talking about?
I saw you kissing Greg.
- H-Hang on.
- Save it.
This whole time you've been
gas lighting the school,
you've been gas lighting me.
God, I can't believe
- I actually felt bad for you.
- No, girl, look,
whatever you're
thinking you're wrong.
There's that word again.
You know who used to call me girl?
Karen.
- Okay?
- Henry says dancing with
you is like dancing with Karen.
People don't suddenly become
amazing dancers overnight.
And, now
you're kissing Karen's boyfriend?
Greg's a friend.
That was just a a moment.
- We both miss her.
- Look, I'm just gonna say it.
I don't think you're Kelly.
What? Who else would I be?
Karen
who sent Kelly up to the
rafters to do her dirty work,
which makes total sense because
that's what Karen always did.
Oh, you're spiraling.
But then, Kelly died.
And you don't want people
thinking you're a horrible person,
Karen, so instead, you
are pretending to be Kelly,
which makes a twisted kind of sense.
The only thing that's twisted is you.
And why can't I be Kelly?
Huh? Why can't I be a great dancer?
Why can't I have the hot boyfriend?
Is it really so hard to believe
that Kelly Beasley could
be popular and talented?
You don't wanna admit it fine.
But just know your life
may be in danger, Karen.
- What did you say?
- Because, maybe, Kelly didn't fall.
Maybe someone pushed her,
thinking she was you, Karen.
And now, that person may be after you.
Keep the hell away from me.
I mean it, Faran. Don't
you ever talk to me again.
You fucking psycho.
How do you feel?
Tingly.
Fingers.
My lips.
Wow.
Also
I think I have the munchies.
Same.
How about you stay here,
and I'll go downstairs
and grab us some snacks?
Hey, Teletubby.
You here alone?
You wanna see my Tinky Winky?
I'm not a Teletubby.
And I'm with someone. Also, ew.
Let me get you a drink.
Stay here. I'll BRB.
Oh my god, you're here!
Bryant! Yes!
Yo, Irish car bomb! Take it!
I-I'm good. Thanks. My
friends are here now.
Yeah, all the more reason
to, like, loosen up.
Tyler, she said she's good.
Back off, Bryant. Ya had
your chance with this.
Settle down, Tyler, or I'll get
Shawn to beat the shit out of you
Yeah or I'll just do it.
Faran, come on.
Give my boy Ty here a chance.
- He's good people.
- Oh, Greg,
that couldn't be a more meaningless
endorsement coming from you.
Yeah, I'm good, bro. She ain't shit.
But you, I mean, you're pretty cute.
- Come on, just have one sip.
- Don't drink that. Back the fuck up.
Chill. Don't be such a bitch.
Excuse me, she's not a bitch
for protecting a friend.
- You okay?
- Oh, I am so over
being intimidated by fucking dudes
talking shit in the locker room
about girls they clearly never fucked.
What's your fucking deal tonight?
Are you on your period or something?
God, your misogyny
couldn't be more basic!
I mean, are you fucking
serious right now?
Here's my deal, Tyler,
I don't trust most
straight white cis-dudes,
but you're the absolute
worst of the worst.
Cis?
- Calm down, femi-Nazi.
- Oh, you think you can just say
whatever the fuck you want to
whoever the fuck you want, right?
Nobody's ever said no to you, have they?
I mean, no girl ever has,
if that's what you're asking.
All right, dude, step
- off. She's not worth it.
- And, Greg, you broke our contract.
-What contract? I didn't sign shit.
-The contract!
The agreement we all made
to create a safe space!
- Swinging your dick around.
- Oh shit!
- Yo, this is gettin' good.
- There's a word for what you did, Greg,
assault.
You wish. Yo, he wouldn't touch you
Oh, like how you didn't touch Karen?
No, that's right, you just
got her alone in a bedroom
and filmed her making an ass of herself.
Who knows how far it would've gone
if Imogen hadn't come in?
Are you trying to win the award for
angriest Black woman or something?
Shut your fucking
mouth right now, Tyler,
if you know what's good for you.
Hey, Hayworth, next time
you need a body on set,
just ask me.
We can make our own movie.
And once you see it,
you will beg me to give it to you.
You fucker!
- Time to go.
- Dude, that shit's broken.
- Fucking bitch! She like
- I warned you.
You should've shut the fuck up, Tyler.
Yo, Ty
Fuck!
Fucking cunt.
Wait your turn, homo.
You fucking retarded? Look, I said
Damn! I mean, you totally
clocked that motherfucker!
How's your hand?
Uh maybe it's the
adrenaline, but it's fine.
I think I just threw my first,
and last, high school rager.
Best of all, no A.
Kind of figured Halloween
would be a big night for him.
Maybe he was trick-or-treating.
Will you help me break up the party?
- How?
- That's easy.
Just start telling people
the cops are coming.
Still have the touch. It's beautiful.
It's okay, it's okay.
Oh my god.
I feel like someone ran
over my face with a truck.
- Hi.
- Hi Morning.
- Were you up all night?
- No.
Pretty much passed out in my
mom's room once everyone left.
You should've woken us up to help.
Well, we're awake now, so
And I've gotten really
good at picking up trash.
Hello?
- Imogen Adams?
- Yes?
Yes Wait, you called last night.
Sorry, I couldn't hear you.
You wanted to know
about your mom and Angela Waters?
Yes.
Did you know them?
Angela and my mom?
I did.
Angela's family, too.
We should meet.
Yes.
We definitely should.
How was the party?
Okay.
- Fun.
- Must've been
since you stayed out all night.
I didn't mean to scare you or her
but I needed
one night for myself.
You can't just shut us out like that.
I'm sorry.
And I know that what
happened was scary
for everybody
but it happened to me,
and I feel like I'm constantly
being punished for it.
Even years later.
He's gone.
He's never coming back.
Madame Giry?
It's Sunday.
Kelly Beasley came to
see me this morning.
She was a wreck.
God.
- I can explain
- Starting Monday,
you will no longer be
dancing the Black Swan,
and you are not to
speak to Kelly Beasley.
I went to see Madame
Giry, my dance teacher.
She gave me great news.
I'm gonna be the lead
in the ballet, Mama.
That's wonderful, Karen.
Mama
I told you.
I'm Kelly remember?
Let's get you your medication.
It'll make you feel better.
Hey.
Hey.
Tabby
what was that whole
thing with you and Tyler
really about last night?
Over the summer
there was this party
in the woods.
Imogen
something happened to me.
Tabby
something happened to me, too.