Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | 37 USERS: A- YOU GRADE IT What We Pretend To Be
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 11 | Aired on 08.20.2013
Ezra: "I will try also to be sporting. Enjoy your appropriate relationship."Spencer: "Did Emily talk to you about anything?"
Toby: "Hey, I got a picture of Palmer's car that may contain his tapes. It's on my mind."
Spencer: "Seriously you can't even dance with me? Are you here with me, or with A?"
Toby: "I know what I'm doing. Stop challenging me."
Spencer: "Can't stop, won't stop. And I already told everybody I had you under contr..."
Toby: "Do what now?"
Spencer: "Oh, I told everybody your mom got murdered."
Toby: "How horrible! A will never text me again!"
Spencer: "I know! That's just one of the many benefits!"
Toby: "You chose your pretty little friends over me!"
He goes off and she hyperventilates in her pigtails and stands awkwardly in the middle of all the people dancing, but mostly I'm so sure. What if they did randomly break up over this? "Oh, but the fifth time I join the A-Team and fuck your crew over, you decide to be a bitch about it?"
But you know what I like about Toby? How many opportunities he lets fly by, in the average episode, to remind Spencer she recently dragged him to an entire other dimension because she met a bird that told her a phone number. Go ahead and tell my ass about a unreliable motherfuckin' narrator. I'll wait.
Spencer, upset: "Did you drive here?"
Caleb: "Shit, are you okay? Need a ride?"
Spencer: "No, I need you to follow Toby. It's a A thing, don't ask questions, just back him up before he gets himself killed and/or fucks up my mystery clues."
Caleb: "I mean I'm just at a hoedown, I got buffet-style..."
Spencer: "Give me those plates, I'll feed Hanna! You just go! Now! GO!"
He moves out. It's sort of beautiful, I mean she is flipping out but still being very concise and smart, and he knows A is the safeword for real life, and it's done. I wish everybody handled Spencer this well, she'd fuck up easily half as much stuff everywhere she goes. The lady says for real, you treat it like it's for real. Worst case scenario you drive a short distance and then turn around and come back, you know? I mean, best case scenario you get some more CDs of a dead lady nobody cares about, but still.
Emily has the nerve to watch Paige talking to her friends in this like, wounded way -- just go over there, dork! -- and A watches from the balcony as Aria comes to ask her about Travis, whom Emily didn't even see because she was too busy lurking, not-being on a not-date with not-Paige. The Nicaragua of the heart.
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