IN WHICH GARRETT THING & JENNA THING DISCUSS THE JASON THING
(Verbatim, because who the hell knows.)
Jenna: "What makes you think they know?"
Garrett: "Last night Spencer was hammering me with questions about the murder weapon, whether the coroner could tell if it was used by a man or a woman."
Jenna: "What did you say?"
Garrett: "Nothing. Didn't get a chance to say anything. She cut me off and ran home. But then when I saw her again this morning suddenly it was off her radar."
Jenna, with disgust: "She's playing you."
Garrett: "I don't think so."
Jenna: "Do they know about Jason?"
Garrett: "I'm not sure, but they're definitely questioning whether Ian killed her."
Jenna: "We need to take care of this."
...And scene. You tell me.
Wren: "Oi Emily, Oi was just stoppin' in for a chat about your illegal performance enhancers."
Emily: "You are mistaken. I am Emily Fields, I don't roll like that."
Wren: "You've more HGH in your bloodstream than a Scotsman does resentment."
Emily: "Yeah, there's a mistake. I don't do that shit."
Wren: "Why wee girl ye've got more steroids in your tissues than the Queen Mum's got purses."
Emily: "I am just going to eat some hospital food now..."
Wren: "Ye may never eat a curry takeaway again! No bangers, nor yet any mash! Toad In the Hole will rip a hole in your toad! And so forth!"
Emily knows, obviously, that somehow A is slipping her performance drugs, but of course she can't tell Wren that, so she just asks to take the tests again and leave her parents out of it. Wren either agrees or disagrees, I don't know, I don't speak that.
HANNA GOES HITCHCOCK
Hanna comes screamin' around the corner wearing sunglasses and a huge scarf over her hair, screams at Caleb to get in the car, and then goes peeling off not the sunset, leaving a very distracted undercover detective in their wake. Why do anything normal when you can do it Hanna Style?
SPENCER GOES HITCHCOCK ALSO
Aria arrives in the Matrix basement and is abruptly dressed up like a candy striper by Spencer, despite the fact that the morgue is unattended and a few feet away.
MIKEY MONTGOMERY'S ONGOING MELTDOWN
Ella: "I hope you're doing homework, on that radically different computer setup from last week."
Mikey: "Oh, it is. In that I am working from home on my five-thousand page manifesto. Hand me that copy of The Catcher in the Rye, won't you?"
Ella: "Why did you fight with that boy today?"
Mikey: "He's a tool of our capitalist oppressors, Mom. All football players are."