Episode Report Card Jacob Clifton: A+ | 43 USERS: A YOU GRADE IT Won't Stop, Can't Stop
By Jacob Clifton | Season 4 | Episode 16 | Aired on 01.21.2014
This time, she's staring into space on her bed with her headphones on, and the song is just very sad, and I started thinking, She's gonna pull those earbuds out and we're going to realize we were watching this whole scene from inside her head and it's gonna be crazy, and that's exactly what happens. Neat.
Ashley: "Grab your jacket, loser. We're going out on the town."
Hanna: "I should not have left her alone with the wine."
Ashley takes her to this hot new joint where you smash plates and cups to get your frustrations out, which I have only heard of in Japan. It's called CRACKED UP! because of course it is. Thanks, Rosewood. You never disappoint. (Meanwhile over in Ravenswood, this place would be called EVERYWHERE because plates and cups and vases and the like are constantly getting shattered by the unseen forces of doom no matter where you go. In Ravenswood it would instead be like, a place where you go when you feel like levitating knives or antique hairbrushes and exploding mirrors with your feelings, but don't want to clean up the mess afterwards.)
On the other hand, as ridiculous as this place seems you have to admit Rosewood is the ideal franchise opportunity. Think about how many times Spencer, Ezra, Wilden and CeCe could have used this place instead of doing major violence. Perhaps if somebody had given Ali a giftcard to this place, she would not have snapped that girl's neck at that frat party that time.
Ashley: "Your dad left me for Isabel and I went insane, right? Lashing out at all the wrong people, my closest friends. Even wine, I was snippy to wine one time. And then a friend suggested that I come here. Stop being a bitch to actual people, and be a bitch to place settings. And that, my friend, is a gift I'm giving you."
Hanna: "This won't bring Caleb back. Unless it's magical ghost plateware. Or there are jars of hair possibly, or however that works."
Ashley: "Just do it."
She does. Her face lights up! Destruction!
Hanna: "Okay, this is fantastic. Who was the friend that suggested this?"
Ashley: "The US Poet Laureate Maya Angelou."
FITZ
Ezra: "You're in my house? Dorking around? This is so fun. It's like the good old days when we would draw faces on paper bags and take pictures with old-timey cameras and just be the absolute worst versions of ourselves."
Aria: "How was Philadelphia?"