Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, if she didn't think we were crazy before, she does now.
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
If you let me, I know I can make it up to you.
- Seriously? - I'm with Aria.
[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]
...and the other one's in trouble, and it's my job to protect you both.
- Is Spencer home? - You shouldn't be here, Toby.
I know you don't believe me, but what I said was the truth.
Uh, I'm really glad you called.
You just don't realize it.
GIRL 3: You mean he fell to his death and disappeared?
...without making a complete ass of myself.
Actually, there is.
Why did she end it?
I don't know where Ian is, and I've run out of places to look.
You really didn't deserve that.
People who gossip or people who listen to gossip.
Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.
What was that?
You're not allowed to look at me like that.
- Let's go. - No, I'm not going anywhere.
- I'm here for you. - I'm not shutting you out.
Because he was dead.
See, renters like to imagine their own stuff in the house.
Who? Who would do that? And why?
No. I mean, I'd be lying if I said no, but I'm doing it for me too.
You can't be the only one who doesn't go.
Oh. No offense, but can I make it?
Oh, Em, come on, you gotta quit watching those horror films.
Ooh, loving that scarf. Did you get that today?
HANNA: Yeah, same here. She wants me to come home.
And he, she, shim, must've seen me get that key from under the doormat.
...for a close-knit group of friends to disconnect from the outside world.
I just don't really feel like talking to you about it.
ARIA: He wasn't moving, okay? And he was not breathing.