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[about alison faking her disappearance]
aria: part of me isn't even mad.
spencer: well, can I talk to the part that is? we have shit to do.
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mona: I actually had a really smart idea.
alison: I find that hard to believe.
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aria: get me a vodka rocks.
emily: aria, it's breakfast.
aria: and a piece of toast.
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mona: I'm planning on visiting the hospital. I'm going to read the sick kids some of my work.
spencer: no, mona. those kids have suffered enough.
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emily: I need some advice, mona.
mona: you're asking advice from me?
emily: yeah. frightening, isn't it?
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hanna: caleb texted me last night saying he wants to talk to me and I know he’s going to ask me to be his date.
mona: gross.
hanna: don’t say gross, I like caleb.
mona: so go to the dance with him.
hanna: no, gross!
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hanna: mona isn't talking to me...
alison: enjoy it while it lasts, now good night.
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hanna: mona is gone so I’m gonna cut the sleeves off all of my shirts.
emily: ...why.
hanna: she’s pretty much 85% of my impulse control.
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hanna: are you okay? you look like you've seen a goat.
spencer: do you mean a ghost?
hanna [scoffing]: no.
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alison [watching paige and emily talk]: this is a hate crime.
spencer: how is it a hate crime?
alison: because I hate her.
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aria: how's alison?
spencer: she's on a bus to vancouver.
aria: is she alive?!
spencer: I hope so, or else that's going to be a disturbing bus ride.
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hanna: oh my god. I just had one of those things that happen to drunks. what's it called?
emily: a hangover?
hanna: a moment of clarity.
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aria: where did you and mona meet?
hanna: she hit me with her car while I was break-dancing in the KFC parking lot.
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mona: I have an emergency.
aria: what’s up?
emily: what’s wrong?
mona: well, here’s the thing...
emily: you know what, I’m outta here.
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mona: I've got this. I'm all over it. Worry not!
emily: ...and I'm fucking worried.
spencer: [nodding] I'm so fucking worried.
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mona: someone said something that almost triggered my fight or fight response.
spencer: you mean fight or flight?
mona: no.
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