Wren: "Got any daughters left for me to fuck? Just kidding. I want you to know that Mona Vanderwaal is untrustworthy..."
Veronica: "Do you also not understand the role of a defense attorney? What is with the dummies in this town? I don't care why that little nutcase helped my case. That is her lawyer's problem."
Wren: "No, I get that. It's that this particular nutcase can run circles around all of us. She's gonna fuck you on this somehow, okay? If you think back to the first three seasons of this show, you will realize I am being sincere. She has a magical brain, Veronica. She is coming for you, for Ashley, for everybody. For fuckin' everybody."
Veronica: "Somehow, I am still going to be insult... Got it. You are betraying her confidentiality by telling me this. I could have your license!"
Wren: "Look, I'm just worried. You were going to be my mother once, Veronica."
Veronica: "Yeah. And then you'd probably have hung yourself in a bell tower too. Get out. And also thanks."
You would think it would be a simple enough thing to make Maggie feel bad about lying for seven years about the father of her child -- "we were on a break!" is her only alibi, followed up with, "but it would be cool if you were because you're rich!" -- but somehow Ezra fucks it up. He breaks into tears and then names a hipster litany of things that would only be cried about by someone too young to actually parent: "I took him to a movie once! I intended to take him to a baseball game! We have an inside joke! I know the names of every stuffed animal! EVERY STUFFED ANIMAL, LIZ LEMON!"
What a couple of douches. No wonder Malcolm has such a tough fuckin' time. I'd rather get kidnapped and go to the carnival too.
Aria: "I don't know how I'm going to manage my schedule! Solving this murder and standing around looking bored at a martial art?"
Hanna: "I think he'd probably notice more if it had anything whatsoever to do with you."
Aria: "That's a ridiculous statement. Anyway, tell Emily sorry her life is 100 percent creeper bullshit now."
She accosts a surly young lady who is moving shit out of the Nigel's-phone-related building in question, who is definitely looking for CeCe Drake also. For a beat down! Love this girl already. Just don't bring a knife to a mannequin-leg fight and you'll be okay.