Spencer Hastings

It's immortality, my darlings.

Are you satisfied?

Don't you ever get tired of shooting at the low-hanging fruit?

- What about the rain? - The rain?

I'll be in touch.

He's a suspect.

you're careless and you break things,

Rain's starting at midnight, continuing throughout the day.

That's how her memory will endure,

That's immortality, my darlings.

He sounds different.

It's about the dedication.

That's what makes them friends.

I don't know. It must have been affirmative action for goths and emos.

Who's counting?

He's, uh... polished.

Or somebody else did using his phone.

So, you plant flowers and you paint tiles, and...

When is that?

From all of us...

Where did she get that from? A movie?

It is perfect.

Yeah, I didn't know either.

She said she was afraid of you.

What are they doing?