Hanna:I ain't talking.
Spencer, sharpening a knife:I've got a way of making people talk.
Spencer:[cuts slice of cheese]
Hanna:Can I have some?
Spencer:Cheese is for talkers.
Spencer: Oh my God, Oh my God I'm gonna die.
Hanna: Me too! I mean we all are, but why are we talking about that now, it's sad.
Spencer: In the event that the police arrive before he escapes...
Toby: Almost made it a whole day without you two asking me to break the law.
Mona: You're trying to use my ego against me.
Spencers: I didn't think it would work.
Mona: No, it worked. I'll do it.
Mona: Hey, I need your help.
Spencer: Would it be weird for me to start my own drinking game? Like, I have to do a shot every time someone asks for my help?
Spencer: Hey, can I ask your advice on something?
Hanna: You sure, dude? Isn't there someone else better you could ask, like literally anyone else?
Spencer: I took you out with a lamp, so....
Mona: Yes, and the lamp was awesome. *Sarcastic Clapping*
Spencer: I have to go. I have to meet someone...
Aria: Your old boyfriend?
Spencer: No, my therapist
Hanna: Here's what I was thinking, okay? If we wanna win this concert, we play something cool, like "Eye of the Tiger."
Emily: What's "Eye of the Tiger"?
Hanna: "Eye of the Tiger" is the greatest song ever written. It's so cool, it ended the Cold War.
Spencer: That's not even a little bit true.
Spencer: We got a little . . . distracted after that. There were some things we needed to take care of. Hanna: What she means is that we had to drag a drunk Emily away before she ended up in jail.
Toby: Were you this sarcastic before we met or is this something I have done? Spencer: A little you, a little my mother.
Hanna: We've got to rescue her from that monster! Spencer: He's her boyfriend, he's not Jason.
Caleb: We've split up, all right?
Wren: [to Spencer] So you're available?
Spencer: Not to you.
Spencer: You got a plan?
Hanna: Yeah, How about we kick in his door and ask him why he is the only one of us that didn't get shot?
Spencer: I've used that one before. It's a very effective plan.
Spencer: [to Hanna] You mind if I tag along? Please?
Aria: Wow, Spencer said please!
Wren: So what are you looking for?
Spencer: Me? I guess it depends on how many daiquiris I've had. Wow, way to come off as a drunken slut.
Hanna: Do me a favor, Spencer. Let me know when you stop being mad at me 'cause it's really starting to wear thin.
Spencer: I'm not mad at you. I'm not mad. It just seems you lost the ability to see anyone else's point of view.
Hanna: I hate to break it to you, but I never had that ability.