(Okay, what he actually said was: Actual bad guys in Allentown PA, for whom he hacked into the DMV and "laundered" VIN numbers. And I got so confused trying to figure out what the fuck he was talking about, is that a real phrase, can you really "launder" a VIN number, wouldn't you use another word for that idea, that I just lost track and created the vastly superior Fight Club concept.)

FIRESIDE THEATRE

Spencer, spotting her dad burning the hockey stick, gives him a very firm and beautifully delivered, simple "No."

Dad: "Spencer, go upstairs and let me burn this murder weapon in peace."
Spencer: "I am so OCD about this, you're killing my soul!"
Dad: "Spencer, trust me."
Spencer: Climbs all over his body like a fevered five-year-old who wants one more goddamn popsicle.
Dad: "Spencer, I am cleaning up messes from other messes that I didn't quite clean up. Everything you do creates more bullshit and scarier stuff, and I can't tell you about any of it."
Spencer: "[One unceasing high-pitched scream.]"

Dad: "I'm going to level with you. However obviously this makes it look like you or Melissa murdered Alison and then forgot you did it, this is really about keeping you from going nuts on this new piece of evidence like you always do."
Spencer: "You mean like I'm always right about!"
Dad: "Oh, like that trophy that was covered in the blood of a rat named Spencer?"
Spencer: "That was one time!"
Dad: "Either way, this is happening for two reasons. You are crazy, and I am spooky. Go back to bed."

She acts like he's just put her puppy in the fireplace, rather than a hockey stick, goes running up and down the stairs wailing, cuts off all her hair, puts out cigarettes on her skin, does cartwheels through traffic. (Actually, this scene is incredibly well-acted and I am even more excited about Creepy Mr. Hastings because they're so good together. Like you really feel alongside her that burning this hockey stick equals killing Alison all over again. Second best scene.)