A: "Don't be scared, Spence. We're all family here -- some more than others..."
Spencer: "I don't even have time for you right now, A."
Spencer: "Jason, take that iPod out of your ear and tell me a very fucked up thing."
Jason: "That I'm your brother? Who told you?"
Spencer, and it's lovely: "Alison, kind of. A long time ago. I just... I didn't hear it, until tonight."
It's not the plastic sheeting! It's a variety of people. First it is A, then it is Noel Kahn, then maybe Holden. So many boys wandering around on the roof, none of them Caleb. None of them the plastic sheeting. Well, it's not long before Aria loses her shit and just starts climbing up a chimney, so Noel Kahn -- who is looking also for Caleb, to beat him up for coming after his girlfriend like that, which is kind of legit -- tries to pull her down again.
Roundhouse! Brutal roundhouse! To the abdomen! Noel Kahn goes down! Even Noel Kahn is surprised! Who is even more surprised is: Aria, who has just learned that Holden is some kind of a martial arts master. Just as predicted.
Noel Kahn: "I wasn't attacking her! I was just pulling on her stripper wedge from a great height while growling at her in a menacing way. God!"
And then they just leave him up there! I hope he's okay. It gets cold at night in the PA.
Aria: "Where did you learn to kick somebody like that? Portugal? Or wait, is this part of the Secret? Your bruise? Did somebody jump on you like that? To what end?"
Get used to it, Holden. Ezra Fitz had to change his number three times, was threatened with jail time and the end of his career, and she still managed to make him go back out with her. Just give it up, bro. She isn't going to let this one slide.
BUT WHAT OF NOEL KAHN?
It's finally time to sleep. Mona takes care of Tamborelli out in the hallway, so once again Emily's hands are clean. She runs back, all excited at a job done well, and they giggle and are sweet, but then...
Emily: "Why would you do this for me?"
Mona: "It was fun? That's what friends do? But now you've got to help me."
Emily: "Ah, here we fuckin' go. The other shoe."
Mona: "-- What do people wear to a swim meet? If I show up in my wedges, are they gonna get mushy?"
And oh, how they laugh.
Ashley: "Hey, Isabel? I think Tamborelli wanted to talk to you."
Isabel: "About how your daughter is a psycho bitch?"
Ashley: "No, not exactly. Also, you are a whore. I just wanted to reiterate that."