Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I read yesterday's paper.
Guys, Ian is dead. We all saw him.
I'm ready to come home.
I'll see you in a minute.
And take my pulse and hose me down
We'll be in touch.
"We did drift apart after Alison went missing."
- Why isn't he here? - That's what we're trying to figure out.
I never told anyone, but I always knew that I was different.
Sorry. I screwed up, okay?
My phone. Thank you.
- I guess. MENDEZ: Ah.
...and I didn't feel like I could say those things...
Do you have a minute?
I know about the letter.
...so that we can communicate more, um, effectively.
SPENCER: Maybe, but it doesn't seem random.
I'm going to excuse myself and go try on my new shoes.
SPENCER: I don't think I'd be here if it wasn't for A.
Aw, cute. You thought of leasing the home furnished?
Sorry I'm late, but have you been downtown?
So whatever you had with him, it's over.
But I know Ian would never leave me.
And it's true that her death brought us back together.
[STUDENTS SNICKERING]
...of maintaining a healthy friendship at the moment...
You girls called me, remember?
We didn't lie to the police.
- It's him. - Ian's alive.