Pretty Little Liars (TV Series)

She's No Angel (2015)

Troian Bellisario: Spencer Hastings

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• Spencer Hastings : [talking on phone while merrily munching on very suspicious cookies]  My mother's just sitting on my chest. She's still on my case about this stupid valedictorian thing.

  Aria Montgomery : Why don't you just say yes?

  Spencer Hastings : Because it's a pity toss, that's why. I've been gone for over a month. She probably offered to buy them a planetarium.

  Aria Montgomery : Just do it. Please, just give me a freaking reason to go to graduation.

  Spencer Hastings : Oh, really? Now you wanna go to graduation? Hasn't your Dad excused you from ever having to set foot in school again? I have to run.

  Aria Montgomery : What's happened?

  Spencer Hastings : My Mom just got back from Curves, and I'm not having this argument with her after she pumped iron. Call you later, okay? Bye.

• Spencer Hastings : [his car stops in front of her house]  Sure you don't wanna come in?

  Dean Stavros : Pass. The last time I saw that gate, your mother was tossing my duffel bag through it... aiming for my head.

  Spencer Hastings : [chuckles]  Well, she's mellowed out a bit since that time.

  Dean Stavros : I doubt it. If your family did mellow, I wouldn't be driving you home right now.

  Spencer Hastings : Look, I haven't been to a meeting in a while. And it was just... for some reassurance.

  Dean Stavros : I thought it was for the free food.

  Spencer Hastings : I'm just really tired of living in a permanent state of anxiety. If a few bites of a cookie can help get me through my day and help me sleep...

  Dean Stavros : Doesn't work like that. You can't rationalize. You're either in or you're out.

  Spencer Hastings : I know, I know... But when you've been yanked out of one nightmare and then shoved into another...

  Dean Stavros : You're right. All right, it sucks. But you're strong, Spencer, stronger than you think.

  Spencer Hastings : Please... don't say that.

  Dean Stavros : Why? Why don't you believe that?

  [no answer] 

  Dean Stavros : I gave something to you a long time ago and you never used it.

  [she looks at him questioningly] 

  Dean Stavros : My number. Maybe next time you can't sleep or...

  Spencer Hastings : Thanks.

  [sighs] 

  Spencer Hastings : Can you do me a favor?

  Dean Stavros : Yeah.

  Spencer Hastings : [hands over her bag of cookies]  Could you throw that out?

  Dean Stavros : Wow. You're the first girl to toss her cookies in my car.

  Spencer Hastings : [chuckles, gets out]  Thank you

• Hanna Marin : Un-freakin'-believable. I mean, Radley has files on people who's been dead since the Stone Age, but nothing from six stupid years ago?

  Spencer Hastings : Stop, I got it. C. DiLaurentis, I got it.

  Hanna Marin : What's it say? Spencer! Talk to me! Is he dead or not?

  Spencer Hastings : He... he's dead.

  Hanna Marin : What am I looking at?

  Spencer Hastings : It's a work order. The courier who transported his organs.

  Hanna Marin : So what? That doesn't mean squat.

  Spencer Hastings : Hanna, you can't donate your heart, liver and both kidneys and still play Boggle in the Radley rec room. He's dead.

  Hanna Marin : Well, someone is pretending to be him, so who is it? Who is Charles?

  Spencer Hastings : I don't know. It's just a bunch of old medical files.

  [impatient Hanna takes matters in her own hands and one of those files drops into the bathtub] 

  Spencer Hastings : What are you doing?

  Hanna Marin : [both of them gasp as they notice something human-like in the water]  Oh, my God, is that a kneecap?

  Spencer Hastings : Don't...!

  Hanna Marin : Why would I touch it? Spencer! Where are you going? If you leave me alone in here, I swear to God...

  Spencer Hastings : Shut up!

  [grabs rake] 

  Spencer Hastings : I'm getting something to fish it out.

  Hanna Marin : Fish it out? I don't wanna see what it's connected to!

  [Spencer uses the rake to try lift out whatever it is] 

  Hanna Marin : Spencer! Spencer, stop! Please, no!

  [screams] 

  Spencer Hastings : Oh, my God. Breathe, breathe. It's a doll.

  Hanna Marin : What?

  Spencer Hastings : It's a Resusci Anne.

  Hanna Marin : What... what is that? A blowup thingy?

  Spencer Hastings : No, you blow into it. They use it to teach CPR.

  Hanna Marin : [slamming sound in distance]  What was that?

  Spencer Hastings : Probably something you woke out of hibernation with your screaming.