He was cute from the back.
And so was his front.
- I'm not being unreasonable, I'm being a mother. - No, you are cutting me off from the world.
I'm not the one who ruined your phone. You are.
And since you're ok about doing that, I guess that means you don't need a replacement.
I can't go around without a phone!
It's like going around without a brain!
Or shoes!
If only we could harness Mona's sense of entitlement, we could light the Eastern seaboard.
Frankly, I'd love to take that cane and whack her like a piñata.
- Mona! - Just kidding!
Sort of.
Oh no! It's not for me. I told you, it's for my cousin.
Yeah, he's going through this really big rockability phase
so I told I would keep an eye out for appropriate transportation.
Oh! Look, A casette player!
How declassé.
You and Ali came here?
On the days I took her flying, yeah.
Flying?
In a... plane?
Usually.
Spencer, I hate to break this to you...
But you have a very complicated life.
- Is that your medical opinion? - Yes, yes it is, actually.
"The condition is hereditary so there's really not much I can do about it, I'm afraid."
Well, don't be so certain of that 'cause modern medicine's made great advances in this field.
Why? You pulled one girl out of a burning building.
It doesn't make you Rosewood's new fire chief.
Ooh, is that an egg white omelet?
You are just amazing, Mrs. M.
You make Martha Stewart look like a slacker.
Mona, move!
Come here.
He's three states away. You can at least lean into it.
We have proof now.
- No, we might need more. - More?
I just forced my boyfriend to make out with my best friend from junior high.
What's next? Hiding in Melissa's closet?
Rubbing her belly until the baby confesses?
She was in that kitchen eating frozen yogurt basically just telling us that she was "A".
And now she wants to kill one of us.
Parties and body bags go together
like drinking and driving. - Guys, I don't trust Melissa as far
as I can throw her and Ian's fetus, but let's not forget that Jenna
also knows about the Jenna thing. - Ian's fetus? Em, that's disgusting
Look, "A" is all-knowing, alright?
It's like a genius on steroids.
The only person I know that's smarter than Spencer
is her sister. - Um, I take offense.
Melissa did score higher on the Wechsler Scale, but when you take into account my scores
and the Flynn Effect combined with real-life accomplishments,
the gap in our IQs is virtually nonexistent.
Tristan and Isolde?
Abelard and Eloise?
This is too cute.
Fitz is a sucker for a tragic love story.
I so didn't mean that how it sounded.
Hanna, do you mind?
It's... kind of a sacred ground.
It is?!
Man!
You sure can keep a secret.
I'm just dying to get a look at that registration book.
Wait, really? You're gonna come with me?
Does it look like those two are moving?
I'm cold.
Okay, no, I'm colder than she is.
You're little, but you're big.
We're not stealing that, are we?
No. We'll go put it back.
We?
Spencer, you are not gonna make me crawl through that window again, are you?
I'll do it, I just need you to stand guard.
Come on, we're "Team Sparia"!