Quotes
Spencer: Do you need to take another shower?
Emily: I think five is enough.
I'm gonna pick out my college, the same way I pick out my clothes. From a catalog.
Hanna
Hanna: What do you think?
Mona: Hold on. Let me stop dry heaving first.
I know every club. I came close to joining The Madrigals.
Spencer
Hanna: If it needs a tent, it's a circus.
Ashley: Says the girl who woke up at 4 a.m. for the Royal Wedding.
Hanna: I had to pee.
Ashley: For three hours?
I'm officially terrified.
Aria
I find it amazing, ten years after the worst attack perpetrated on American soil, I mean a decade later, there's still not a standing monument to everyone who died that day.
Lou
I got news for you pal. You're already dead. And I am too. We're both walking dead men. We're zombies, Tom. Forget about 343. You add in all the other guys in all of the other houses, and all of the brain cells that we've killed, and all of the marriages that we've destroyed, all of the kids whose dad's have that blank stare on their face for the past decade, and all of those zombies still riding around on their rigs for ten years, Tom, ten years, trying to fill in the holes inside them. 343, that number ain't even close. So, do what you got to do, Tom. Go downtown, bury yourself in that hole, and make it official. Make it 344. Just for God sakes, just get it over with, Tom, so the rest of us can go back to leading our quiet little zombie lives.
Lou
I am so sick and tired of you and this 9/11 bullshit. We lost 343 guys that day, Tom, officially. Officially. But let's be honest, look at the two of us, I got a hole inside of me the size of that crater downtown that I've been filling up with flood and you've got a hole inside of you too that you've been filling up with booze.
Lou
Lou: The last time you wrote letters, Tom, they were to the mayor's office when they were shutting down all those firehouses and because of your drunken, pigeon scrawl, you caused a lot of confusion. Because every time you wrote the word truck, they thought it was...
Tommy: I know what they thought it was.
Colleen: This does not feel like us. It's so peaceful, so polished, so classy, so un-Gavin.
Sheila: Put an open bar and a dance floor over there and it's going to get plenty Gavin, plenty quick.
Lou: Someone reported a gas leak.
Black Shawn: Oh shit, we going over to Garrity's place?