Liars: "Bottom line, she's sharing information with Garrett, first, and secondly we have a video of four people in Alison's bedroom acting murdery. Meanwhile, they have pictures of us wearing disguises and stealing shit from the Morgue regarding an unsolved* murder case."
Spencer: "Just give me a little time to figure out more of what's up."
*(Officially I think, it's still Ian, right? But Wilden doesn't believe that, and it's obviously not the right answer, so "unsolved.")
Melissa: "Blah blah I'm on this show sometimes and getting spotted sometimes by other characters because my OB/GYN is here because my first six trimesters were when Ian and I were living in this house and had those boxes everywhere all the time."
Spencer: "Only twelve more trimesters to go. Maybe you should get a doctor clos..."
They spy a jewelry box in the kitchen and she opens it: A little pre-date jewelry gift before the Dance. Ugh, the more you treat it like a date the more like a Purity Ball it becomes, you magnificent creep. God, this is why we don't talk to you. This kind of shit.
Melissa: "Jewelry, huh. Nice way to buy you off, shut you up, bribe you if you will. Nice way to overcompensate for killing your friend. Nice that he just lets his guilt do the talking through jewelry. Loving how he has so much to cov..."
Spencer: "Got it, Melissa. We hate Dad. Rah-rah."
Peter: "You got the necklace!"
Spencer: "Yeah. It freaks me out on multiple levels."
Peter: "Oh, I'm so glad!"
Spencer: "Uh, that's not what I... I gotta go. Later."
WILDEN'S CAR/WALKING MONA
Ashley: "For someone who purports to hate these secret meetings, and your sexy presence, I sure do end up in close quarters with you a lot."
Wilden: "I wish you would marry me, because we are both crazy hot. I also wish you would steal Hanna's phone and give it to me, so that I can protect us all from A. Who I probably still think is Hanna."
Ashley: "Hanna's privacy is in sort of a no-bending-only-breaking place with me right now..."
Wilden: "Hope your Mother Of The Year Award brings you comfort when all three of us are broiling on a rotisserie in Hell. This A don't play."
Thanks for meeting me here. I don't want these conversations to be overheard any more than you do. Do you have something? A request. I already told you. I've tried talking to Hanna. She's not giving anything up. But her phone will. You want her phone. I need to know who she's been talking to. Whom she's been texting. Whoever gave her that report is in Hanna's world. She's probably talked to them, and she's definitely talked to her friends about them. I don't think I could do that. Well, think about it again, Ashley. 'Cause if we want answers, then you need to get me that phone.