- Aria Montgomery: Well, why don't you just ask him? Be honest.
- Hanna Marin: Wow, it's like the world's fattest man giving dieting tips. Hello, you're the one who's sitting on a secret the size of the Matterhorn.
- Ashley Marin: [in kitchen] Your arm still bothering you?
- Hanna Marin: [busy with laptop] Not so much.
- Ashley Marin: How did you hurt yourself again?
- Hanna Marin: [shakes her head] It was stupid. I just slipped in gym.
- Ashley Marin: Don't you think it's something a doctor should take a look at?
- Hanna Marin: Mom, seriously, I'm fine. I can type with one hand.
- Ashley Marin: [glancing over at sink] Well, clearly you need two to wash a pot.
- Hanna Marin: Typing is not scraping.
- Byron Montgomery: Well, I just got off the phone with Meredith's father.
- Aria Montgomery: Wow, that must have been weird.
- Byron Montgomery: Well, turns out Meredith has a long history of... issues. He thinks that she stopped taking her meds. And I told him that we didn't wanna see her... punished. We wanted to see her treated. That is still what you want, right?
- Aria Montgomery: Yeah, but can't she be treated in another state? Like, Alaska?
- Hanna Marin: [paging through Alison's school-work] Mm, I always hated Biology.
- [scoffs]
- Hanna Marin: Who cares how cells divide? It just does.
- Emily Fields: Hey. I've been looking for you. Did you get my text?
- Spencer Hastings: Uh, yeah.
- [wipes her brow]
- Spencer Hastings: Yeah, you said that you found some of Ali's writing in an old notebook?
- Emily Fields: It's an entire conversation between Ali and a friend, but none of us recognize the friend's handwriting.
- [hands it over]
- Spencer Hastings: [quick glance] Sorry. I have to get to class.
- Emily Fields: You don't get it. Ali wasn't sharing makeup tips with this person. They were talking about a guy that Ali was secretly involved with. They call him "the beach hottie". Was Ian ever a lifeguard?
- Spencer Hastings: I don't know. But Melissa might. Okay? Sorry, Em, I've really gotta get to class.
- [returns notebook, goes off]
- Emily Fields: Spencer! Ali was scared of this guy. Or at least scared to tell him something.
- Spencer Hastings: Okay, good luck figuring it out.
- Emily Fields: What?
- Spencer Hastings: Maybe she was just scared to tell him that she was slutting it up in three different zip codes in one summer.
- Emily Fields: What are you saying?
- Spencer Hastings: I'm saying that Ali wasn't loyal. To any of us. So why do we continue to be loyal to her? I mean, why should we care what happens to her?
- [correcting herself:]
- Spencer Hastings: What happened to her?
- Emily Fields: Because we do... care.
- Spencer Hastings: I think that I need to learn to stop.
- [heads for door]
- Emily Fields: Wait! Read.
- [hands over notebook again]
- Alison DiLaurentis: [visiting juvenile detention center] Listen, I drove all the way up here and just got a triple-X pat-down by security. The least you can do, is to save me the trouble of being lied to.
- Toby Cavanaugh: Why are you so convinced that it's me? I'm pretty sure Jenna would love to see your head on a stick.
- Alison DiLaurentis: [sneering tone] Jenna would be pretty happy to see anything, I imagine. Your step-sis was going through surgery when some of these were sent. Wanna know how it turned out? She's still combing her hair with an electric toothbrush.
- Toby Cavanaugh: [disdainful] You can go now.
- [bumps against her shoulder on purpose as he dismisses her]
- Alison DiLaurentis: [yelling] You know, I wasn't the only one outside that garage. Why aren't you harassing my friends?
- Toby Cavanaugh: You know what? I wish I knew who wrote those notes. I'd offer my services. You and your posse deserve a lot worse.
- Alison DiLaurentis: I bet you wish you'd kissed me when you had the chance.
- Emily Fields: You okay? Spence, what's wrong? You're not upset because Ali tried to hook up with Toby, are you? Who even knows if she did? Just because she wrote it down, doesn't...
- Spencer Hastings: [sobbing] I... I haven't told you guys the truth.
- [shakes her head]
- Emily Fields: What do you mean? What truth?
- Spencer Hastings: [tearfully] That Toby and I broke up... last night.
- Emily Fields: You did?
- [Spencer nods]
- Emily Fields: What happened?
- Spencer Hastings: Uh... I'm not really ready to talk about it. Can we... please just keep it between us?
- Emily Fields: Yeah.
- [hugs Spencer]
- Spencer Hastings: Thanks.
- Ella Montgomery: [in class, Spencer got text on her phone, and is now on her way out] Spencer? Are you all right?
- [tries to intercept:]
- Ella Montgomery: Spencer!
- Spencer Hastings: I need to go!
- Ella Montgomery: Go where?
- Spencer Hastings: Home.
- Ella Montgomery: Is something wrong? Do you want me to call your Mom?
- Spencer Hastings: For what?
- [other students look up, amused]
- Ella Montgomery: You can't just storm out of the classroom without a legitimate excuse.
- Spencer Hastings: I don't wanna be here anymore. Is that legitimate enough?
- Ella Montgomery: What is going on with you?
- Spencer Hastings: I don't need to sit in a room and read books about made-up people who've been screwed over. Okay, I get it. And it's not gonna prepare me for what I have to do when I walk out of this building.
- [yelling:]
- Spencer Hastings: It is a complete waste of my time!
- [rushes off, leaving Ella dismayed]
- Ashley Marin: [as Hanna rushes upstairs] Hold it.
- Hanna Marin: Can't I at least shower first? My hair is about to crack off my head.
- Ashley Marin: You're not going to bed without discussing this. What were you doing in that bar?
- Hanna Marin: [shakes her head] Mom...
- Ashley Marin: Well, what was it about? Was it about... exploring a new feeling?
- Hanna Marin: I wasn't looking for romance. I was looking for Caleb.
- Ashley Marin: What would Caleb be doing hanging out in a lesbian bar?
- Hanna Marin: [shrugs] Well, I didn't know it was Ladies Night till I got there. I followed Paige because I thought he was meeting up with her.
- Ashley Marin: For what?
- Hanna Marin: A plan to keep Mona away from me and my friends. He and Paige don't want her near us, so I was just gonna stop them from doing anything stupid.
- Ashley Marin: And that required ordering a cocktail and starting a bar-fight?
- Hanna Marin: I did not order a cocktail. And I only danced with that girl who thought I was into pink drinks because I didn't want Paige to see me.
- [shakes her head]
- Ashley Marin: What's a pink drink? Is that... code for something gay?
- Hanna Marin: No, it's just a pink drink.
- [shakes her head]
- Hanna Marin: Can we not do this right now?
- [on her way again]
- Ashley Marin: Hanna, we're getting to that place again.
- Hanna Marin: What place?
- Ashley Marin: Where I'm sensing you're not telling me the whole truth.
- Hanna Marin: Mom, I'm not hiding anything from you, okay? I was just making sure Caleb didn't get into trouble.
- Ashley Marin: And you got yourself into trouble instead.
- Hanna Marin: [shakes her head] Well, that wasn't the plan. And, honestly, if it keeps Emily from being messed with, maybe it was worth it.
- Ashley Marin: What does Emily have to do with this?
- Hanna Marin: [sighs] Paige might not be a one-girl kind of girl. She was hooking up with someone there, and Emily has no clue.
- Ashley Marin: [sighs] Can I make a suggestion? Stay out of it.
- [shrugs]
- Ashley Marin: And use the hot oil treatment on your hair.