Byron Montgomery: It's time for you to go, Alison.
Alison DiLaurentis: If a student called the dean and told him that Meredith was flipping out because one of her professors wiped his feet on her after he...
Byron Montgomery: [tries to scare her] You make that call, you'll be very sorry.
Alison DiLaurentis: You're right. I'll just start with your wife.
[holds up phone spitefully while line rings, then gasps as he grabs it out of her hands, switching it off]
Alison DiLaurentis: Maybe I'll call when I'm alone.
Byron Montgomery: I cannot give you that kind of money again. Ella will know it's missing.
Alison DiLaurentis: You can take some time to figure it out. I'm leaving town to visit my nana. I'll be back Labor Day weekend.
[fake smile:]
Alison DiLaurentis: Does that work for you? Excellent. I'll see you then.
[goes off, turns back]
Alison DiLaurentis: Have a nice week, Mr. Montgomery.