Aria really does stomp this time, and it's amazing. She dumps her soda in a plant without even pausing for a drive-by glare and gets the fuck on up out of there. Good deal. Good girl, Montgomery. You win this week.
Ezra: "Fuck did you do?"
Diane: "Nothing! I had so much more awful shit to say to her and the little minx just walked away in the middle of things. Breeding tells, dear."
Ezra: "Uh, this is why I keep estranging you. Shit like this."
Diane: "Pish. Maybe it was just past her bedtime. And anyway, we were having a lovely chat. Perhaps she just felt... Out of place."
Ezra: "You can endow all the museums you want, but you're not fooling anybody. There's not a generous bone in your body."
Hanna is dressed like a schoolmarm in a spaghetti western, of course, but her lavender notecards are all in order, and the medical board is listening attentively to her, because this is a real thing that would ever happen.
"I believe it would be very therapeutic for Mona to stay at Radley. She needs the 'continuity' of 'clinical environment' so important to fully 'integrate' the socially challenged teen back into the 'peer community'..."
It's painful. She's acting so well, as usual, and so it's clear that Hanna understands the concepts behind the words but not enough to follow their syntax exactly, and she's nervous and stuttery and desperate and beautiful, and it's like... A lot of the time this show depends on putting you in their place or rooting for them in a seriously emotional, invested way, and you're just like... It's just so awkward. It's great.
Wren gives Hanna and encouraging nod, and she tries to go back to the cards, but she realizes how weird it's getting in the room, so she just pulls a Hanna (the good kind) and looks 'em right in the eye. This is verbatim, because Hanna is wonderful: