Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ben? Who's Ben?

Put that in your yearbook, you'll be pulling it out...

I mean, like, on time. Heh.

So you're awake.

Like what Alison shared when she visited me at the hospital.

I don't know. Is there something I can help you with?

Well, they can rely on us.

Looking for you. The guy in the pro shop said you were on kitchen duty.

Look, I've already had my shots and I won't touch the tartar sauce, okay?

Come with the wrong person to homecoming? We've all got secrets.

I didn't mean to, like, you know, invade your personal skin.

Just shove it in your locker tomorrow, we'll figure it out later. Bye.

People act like this.

I copied down your reading assignment.

Honey, what you need is to start being honest with me.

Okay? We are all in this together.

We love Emily. No one cares who you're with.

How do you go to homecoming, crack your head open...

You thought I was lying?

...and thought I was there to park her car.

Jeez, it's so tiny.

Your friends have shared it with you.

Who knew Rosewood had this many cops?

Why? Because I don't have a big fat safety net to catch me.

Just you and me.

Hanna loves you and you know it.

Just go to hell.

- You can tell them everything. - She can't tell them everything.

At least it's real.

We weren't witches.

- Oh, oh! - Ha, ha!