Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT The Thought You Can't Think
By Jacob Clifton | Season 2 | Episode 8 | Aired on 08.02.2011
Dad: "Hey, girls. Awkward?"
Hanna: "Moderately. For you. Me, I'm overjoyed that you're going to live here again from now on."
Ashley: "Hey, girls. Hey, ex-husband. Awkward?"
Dad: "Hanna says no."
Ashley: "Postman says yes. Check out this save-the-date for your wedding in six weeks that just arrived in the mail."
Dad: "These things are bound to happen when all we ever do is drink."
Hanna: "Bloody Marys all around!"
'ASTINGS 'OUSE OF H'ELOCUTION
Wren: "Oi, guvner! Oi'm just here to deliver me flowers, Oi am."
Spencer: "Wren. Weird. You certainly are British today."
Wren: "It's a lovely 'oliday wif Spencer, it is! Oi brought these flowers for Melissa in the boot of my lorry."
Spencer: "Mmkay, quit it. Why are you here."
Wren: "S'a roit plummer of a problem, guvner. Seems Oi requested to work at Rosewood General before the weddin' to your sister went pear-shaped, and now Oi've been called up to transfer, Oi 'ave. Now Oi live alone in a garret, wheezin' and barely able to leave me 'ouse for the damp. Oi fink offen of the days when Oi could find you sunnin' yourself out on the deck and simply gaze at your young and naïve self. Fought Oi'd swing by and pay me respects to the missus on the occasion of 'er paedophile's 'orrible suicide."
Spencer: "I did not catch any of that. What can you tell me about the autopsy procedure for blunt trauma?"
Wren: "Oi'm not that kinda doctor, me luv. You'd 'ave to take it up wif the 'ospital pafologist. Now, 'ow about some tea and light spanking?"
Spencer: "I think I understand that one? And I've got an age-appropriate boyfriend these days. Unless that was some kind of rhyming slang and you're actually just asking for a snack or something, in which case I need to get to school ASAP."
SCHOOL
Aria: "Well, if my life is anything to go by, your parents will totally get back together."
Hanna: "That's what I was thinking."
Aria: "So first of all, is that even what your mom wants? Would she move forward with that? Stranger things have happened; Ella and Byron, for example."
Hanna: "We'll figure it out. They. Them. They'll figure it out."
Emily: (Is either on coke or using those Hermione things to turn time around so she can do even more crunches; like, she just goes sailing through the scene without even really stopping or slowing down beyond a lovely blur.)
Hanna: "Emily, seriously. Spencer is a virus you don't want to catch."
Emily, zooming away, applying yet more cream to herself: "Swimswimswimswim!"