BROOKHAVEN WAREHOUSE DIST

Aria: "Wait, so you came here with Vivalison? To this creepy warehouse district?"
Duncan: "It's an airplane hangar, actually. A haunted one. Turns out I used to fly her around in an airplane, having gotten my pilot's license when I was sixteen."
Aria: "That sounds absurdly and illegally precocious. Totally my style."
Duncan: "So you ready?"
Aria: "For what? For you to fly me around in an airplane?"
Duncan: "Yeah, I mean, that's the logical thing that would happen right now."

JUNK & STUFF, THINGS & ODDMENTS

A toy airplane, chunky eighties jewelry, the A doll, Captain Oats, cloisonne crap, music box, a round brush, Spencer's disappointment.

DUNCAN GO NUTS

Duncan: "I was in love with Ali, although she had a lot of shit going on. She liked being in the air with me because it was just us two -- and sometimes I would let her drive. As part of your transformation into Vivian, would you like to fly this airplane for a minute?"
Aria: "Even for an Aria storyline, this is fucking ludicrous."
Duncan: "Just go with it. Believe me that when Alison was up here, illegally flying this plane, it was the only time she was truly herself. They couldn't get her, up here."
Aria: "They who?"
Duncan: "Maybe you?"
Aria: "I don't want to fly this plane anymore."
Duncan: "Think of the steering wheel as handcuffs while I interrogate you. If you let go or don't answer my questions, we both die. So pull your shit together, Aria Montgomery. For just like one second out of your life."

It's actually brilliant, this setup. Worth it, worth it. Of course Alison loved being behind the wheel, and of course she really had no idea what she was doing.

Duncan: "That guy Ian, he said he killed her and then killed himself?"
Aria: "Yeah, that was all lies. Somebody else did those things."
Duncan: "Okay, I trust you now. Sorry about the whole airplane pressure thing, but it was such an awesome idea. So listen, Ali called me from Hilton Head that Sunday of Labor Day. She wanted me to fly her from South Carolina to this field outside Philly."
Aria: "Really, because I clearly remember her taking a taxi from the train or bus or whatever, and her bags and everything. Sketch-acting in the driveway."
Duncan: "What part of this surprises you? She probably took a plane from Philly back to Hilton Head, for God's sake. Train to the City and then backwards in time to change her grandmother's will. Anyway, she was acting weird that weekend, probably because she was about to die."