This is about betrayal?
It's not about betrayal, Spencer.
- It's about revenge. - He knows we're lying.
So stop pining for the fjords and carpe hottie!
I know it's over.
- I know that. - And yes.
I know the dead girl who isn't dead anymore.
"When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
"I summon up remembrance of things past,
"I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
"And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
"Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
"For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
"And weep afresh love's long since canceled woe,
"And moan the expense of many a vanished sight.."
I'm sorry. Uh, I got a little lost.
Tomorrow, you get to read to me.