How To Get Away With Murder (2014) s02e07 Episode Script
I Want You to Die
1 Previously on How To Get Away With Murder I want you to kill me.
I'm not the woman you think I am.
I gave Nia those pills cause I loved her.
- I framed him.
- Because you killed Sam? Because I'm protecting the person who did.
So, I did something bad.
What did you do? I kept searching for the secret baby even though you told me not to.
His name's Philip Jessup.
Emily Sinclair got the D.
A.
to open an investigation on me.
We're done, Ash.
Girl to girl, I thought you should know the real about your boyfriend.
In case he hasn't told you about Tiffany Howard.
Tiffany was gang raped.
Connor! If you don't want to come, then don't.
Okay, but just think for a second.
No more excuses.
We know better this time.
Wait.
What do we do? Stop them.
Relax.
I left the gun in your house this time.
Have some balls, Mr.
Lecht.
Your client's going down for murder unless you can find someone else to pin it on.
For our case, it's mother Teresa.
So, how are you gonna turn her into a killer? Well, normally, you'd start by mining the suspect's personality traits.
Such as Uh I don't know.
She's kind of the most selfless person who ever lived.
Well, use that.
She has an inflated sense of self-worth, thinks she's God.
What else? Is she a egomaniac, a secret abuser of children, a Sad loner.
Philip only has four friends on his profile, and they're all from his gaming community, and look He's alone in almost all his pictures, no family, friends.
May be a loner, but he's got some bomb-ass game controllers.
We can argue that he's got antisocial personality disorder, that he's prone to violence, homicidal tendencies Charity work uh, most of it focused on hospice care, so I don't know how that could tie into her motive.
I do.
Maybe she killed for love or Money.
Philip gets minimum wage at his grocery-store job, explaining why he'd be after the Hapstall fortune.
We need an emotional motive for the jury, can't just be financial.
He's got white man's rage.
Here he is poor and lonely, while two minorities live the wealthy life his blood entitles him to.
Did mother Teresa have the means to commit this murder? Well, the victim was a small child, and Since mother Teresa often worked with poor children Poor, vulnerable children.
Philip lives within two miles of the Hapstall mansion.
We just have to prove he was in town the night of the murders.
You haven't figured that out yet? - We're working on it.
- Work faster.
Go through discovery.
Study the crime scene.
Get me proof that Philip is a killer so I can spring it on Sinclair before the trial.
What about Catherine and Caleb? Um, should we tell them that we found him? So they can confront him and do something stupid? No.
We say nothing until we know more.
Which means no pillow talk with your boyfriend.
Dr.
Patterson, dial 2131.
Dr.
Patterson, 2131.
There's this, too.
She made it for your birthday and asked me to hide it.
No, my wife did not make this.
She did.
Why doesn't it look like crap? Well, I might've cleaned up the ends just a little bit.
- Are you Nate Lahey? - Yeah.
What do you need? You've been served.
Sinclair's saying Nia's death was foul play.
She wants the judge to let her test Nia's blood.
Nia was cremated.
They took blood samples after she died for some clinical trial.
- So, those pills I got you - I didn't give them to Nate.
You sure? I got to know if I'm gonna protect us here.
If you want to protect us, kill Emily Sinclair.
I was wondering when you'd show up.
Did the two of you kill her together? Ha.
Great.
So now I'm gonna have to defend both of you.
I did it On my own.
She called me first, asked me for pills.
Of course she did, because who doesn't ask their husband's mistress to off her? Okay, that I'm very sorry for your loss, Nate.
I am.
But what you did You knew Sinclair wanted to take you down.
She wanted to take me down, not him.
I'll fix it or try.
- Nia was stage four? - For over a year.
That's our answer then Convince the judge Nia died of natural causes and that Sinclair has some vendetta against the two of you.
But you are not allowed anywhere near this.
The fact that there's been any contact between the two of you since I left is crazy.
You both know it, so don't make me say it again.
We have to prep.
Don't worry.
I got this.
Hey, you didn't call me back last night.
I fell asleep early.
Okay, but this thing with my dad has gotten worse.
They've removed him from the bench until the investigation's over.
Which is the least he deserves, don't you think? I guess, but he's blaming me.
And you? Aren't you blaming you? For what? What you and your friends did at Trotter Lake.
What's Trotter Lake? It's rude to eavesdrop.
Hey, wait.
Bonnie.
I'm meeting Annalise at court.
I know.
Just Look, who told you? I just confront you with the fact that you and your friends gang raped a girl, and your response is who told me? No, I-I wasn't a part of that.
I it was my party, but I was downstairs.
- They were upstair - You could've stopped them.
- N I-I was drunk.
- What an original excuse.
Your client hacked into the Tidwells' cellphones then stole private texts of a sexual nature sent between a husband and his wife.
Allegedly stole.
He then printed and distributed them to every member of their church congregation.
Allegedly you have no proof my client did this.
Right.
There's just proof he did this.
Your client might've gotten away with harassing Sharon's last two husbands, but this time he went to far, to the point where Marco Tidwell felt his only escape was to do a swan dive off the 15th floor of the Eisenworth building.
- No one can make someone commit suicide.
- I disagree.
Then let's go to trial.
It starts in a few hours.
Five years.
Six months, two years probation.
Four years minimum security.
Prussian blue.
You wore that same color the first night of our honeymoon.
Two years, or we walk.
Did you wear that for me? What do you say? Do we have a deal? You did, didn't you? Do not make the deal.
Sharon.
Honey.
You're delusional, Dale.
A-and now you've killed the love of my life, so enough.
We're going to trial.
That woman doesn't love you, you hear me? Not one ounce.
Well, that's where we disagree.
Lunch? Your trial is in four hours.
We don't have time to eat.
See if the judge will grant us a continuance.
I'll go now.
Then tell Bixby to take the assault, or it's six to eight.
I'll call you back.
Nate lost his wife after watching her suffer for years.
Or he killed her so he could be with you.
Do I need to talk to your boss again? I was told to back off of you, not Mr.
Lahey.
It's just a simple blood test.
If he has nothing to hide, why object? You're messing with the wrong bitch.
Is that a threat? I guess you'll see.
You know, there are people on the other side of this door.
I thought getting caught was the fun part.
Are you getting soft on me? No.
- Oh, neither are you.
- Mm.
I thought you had your trial.
That's why I'm here To get help.
I take it that all this playtime means that you've already found evidence to convict Philip.
Working on it.
Miss Castillo with me.
So, we need to prove that our client had nothing to do with that man's suicide, that he jumped off the building for some other reason.
Our client jumped off a building? The victim, Marco Tidwell.
Our client, Dale, he stalked Marco, so find out what he knows about him.
What what Dale knows, or what Marco knows? My God.
Mr.
Gibbons, help miss Castillo figure out my case.
No, I can do it.
You just And I'd rather work on the Hapstalls.
I'm sure Laurel's got it.
You think this is a democracy? You go where I tell you to go.
Should I help, too? See if Bonnie needs anything? Great.
Now you got two men holding your hand.
Wow.
Way to set feminism back a few steps.
Me? It's her.
Uh-huh.
If I were Marco, I would've killed myself, too.
He only made $85,000 a year, you know? That's actually a lot of money.
No, bro, it's not, but it's cute you think that.
How do you know how much Marco made? I went through his tax returns.
And you claim you're not a stalker.
I was looking out for Sharon.
She has expensive tastes.
I wanted to make sure her new husband would be able to provide what she deserves.
What else did you find out about him? Anything that'd make him commit suicide? He went to church.
Religious people are less likely to commit suicide.
Okay, what if he went to church three nights a week? Who does that unless they're depressed? Ha.
You have a really strange way of looking at the world.
Wait.
He went to church at night? Marco was an alcoholic.
He wasn't going to church.
He was going to AA meetings, which proves he had substance-abuse issues that we could argue led to suicide.
The anonymity of AA meetings is protected under the law.
Then let's ask Sharon on the stand.
She's not gonna admit her husband was a drunk if it helps Dale's case.
She will if we make her.
Was your husband an alcoholic? They told me you would try and blame the victim.
Answer the question, Mrs.
Tidwell.
No, my husband was not an alcoholic.
So why else would he go to St.
Colette's church three times a week for Alcoholics Anonymous meetings? He went to church to worship.
He was a godly man.
Mrs.
Tidwell, would you be surprised to know that we have dozens of security-camera photos of Marco attending this aa meeting? Wait.
We have photos? She's bluffing, you idiot.
I-I don't know.
I-I might recall him saying that he was interested in going.
So you lied.
- You knew he was an alcoholic.
- No.
Because alcoholics are three times more likely to suffer from clinical depression than the general public.
Marco was not depressed.
Your honor, where is the medical evidence? And that's why he killed himself.
It wasn't because of my client.
It was because he was a drunk who couldn't stand his life with you any longer.
If Ms.
Keating continues to treat my witness with such disrespect Relax.
Mrs.
Tidwell gave me everything I need to know.
No further questions.
Your next witness, Mr.
Nelson? I'd like to call the victim, Marco Tidwell, to the stand.
Objection.
Mr.
Tidwell's posthumous testimony wasn't on the evidence list.
Only because I wanted to spare Mrs.
Tidwell the undue pains of hearing her husband's 911 call, but since Ms.
Keating has dragged us into the muck, I have no other choice.
This is hearsay, your honor.
It's a dying declaration, Ms.
Keating.
Let's just hear it.
911.
What's your emergency? This is Marco Tidwell.
And I'm going to kill myself.
Where are you, Marco? The roof of the Eisenworth building.
Marco, listen I'm calling so that bastard hears this.
He needs to know he did this.
Marco, I understand how painful this is.
Goodbye.
Marco? Marco? Marco, are you there? Marco? Ouch.
We switch to an insanity defense.
Or have Dale ruled unfit to stand trial.
We'll look desperate to the jury.
Reapproach the prosecutor about a deal? That's called losing.
We don't do that.
Ms.
Castillo, any ideas? Or are you just gonna let the men think of them for you? Uh Why do I even bother asking? Find me something I can use in court.
Look.
Caleb's calling.
Now, why does Caleb have your number? I gave it to him when I was prepping him for trial.
Oh, you mean preppin' him for that ass.
Answer it.
Come on.
So I have to pretend like we haven't found their killer cousin? Not happening.
You're no fun.
There he is.
Hey, uh, good news Philip was in town the night of the murders.
- What's going on? - How do you know? He posted to Reddit that night, and his I.
P.
Address puts him in the city.
Nice.
O-one of you explain right now.
I asked your boo to help us out on the hacking angle.
- When? - Today.
I-I texted you.
Where should I set up? On the couch.
Take whatever space you need.
- Thanks.
- What the hell? Relax.
He's not my type.
I thought you said no contact.
Between you and Nate.
How are you? I know you're mad.
And I would've called, but I haven't had a second to myself.
Do I look mad? I know you got a lot going on right now.
I can see that, but you're not the only one with a personal life.
Who is she? Oh, no, no, no, you don't get to ask me that.
You're blushing.
Oh, stop.
I have a life in New York, yes, but don't worry.
There's no one worth being jealous over.
I have to make a confession.
I'm maybe just a tiny bit happy that Nate killed his wife 'Cause it means I get to see you again.
You could throw the hearing Nate goes to jail, we run off together.
We could open a practice, but in Paris Work 20 hours a week.
Spend weekends in bed.
All right.
We've both got work.
Thank you for taking care of him.
Anytime.
Please talk to me.
You should be helping Laurel prep Dale.
Can I at least explain to you my version so you can hear it from me instead of Sinclair, who I assume is the one that told you? - It doesn't matter who told me.
- It does.
Look, I made this stupid video at my parent's lake house.
We threw a party, everyone was drinking, a bunch of people went upstairs.
Four guys took one girl upstairs, so don't you dare say you didn't know what they were going to do to her.
I didn't, though.
But later she said everyone saw her leave the house crying.
Or were you so drunk you don't remember calling your dad and asking him to cover it all up? I called him because I was worried about her.
- He decided to cover it up.
- And you let him.
And now she thinks about it every day, what you didn't do, while you get to live your life without even thinking about her.
I do.
I think about her.
But still you haven't done anything about it.
Lied.
You did not text me.
Because I knew you'd say not to come.
For your own good.
You're putting yourself in danger.
Okay, if I'm in danger, then so are you.
And guess what? I'm a big boy.
I can make my own decisions.
Besides, everything you guys get to do in this house is way more fun than my boring-ass I.
T.
job.
Will you please ta Just take this seriously, okay? No.
I've made up my mind I'm not leaving.
So stop being such a buzzkill.
Where are we on Dale's case? Uh, what if we pin it on Sharon, say she forced him to jump? You can't force someone to commit suicide.
Says who? And since when are you the expert on all things suicide? - Your mother killed herself.
- How do you know that? Wes.
I'm gonna put you on another case.
Why hide back here? There's room in the front.
Annalise wouldn't want you to miss a word.
Oh.
Um, no, I'm just doing some research for class.
- All rise! - Right.
This is case 903921, an evidentiary hearing to determine whether there is cause to test the postmortem sample of Nia Lahey's blood.
The burden is on the prosecution to establish the relevance of such testing.
Ms.
Sinclair, shall we begin? - Frank.
- What? Look.
This report, it shows the police found DNA at the Hapstall crime scene that doesn't match anyone that lives or works at the mansion.
Sinclair probably filed it in the wrong folder so we wouldn't find it.
- Friggin' mystery DNA.
- Yeah.
If it matches Philip, it puts him at the murder scene.
We could sneak into his house, get a sample.
We are not breaking in to our suspect's house.
Phew! That sounded scary.
- Who are you? - Um Oliver.
It's an honor to meet you, Ms Professor Keating Mrs.
Keating.
You're the man that's constantly saving our asses.
It's nothing really.
I just No, it's something to me.
Thank you for your hard work.
She's so much nicer than you said.
Did Mrs.
Lahey ever express to you her desire to end her life when you were her nurse? It's quite common for oncology patients to talk about dying.
To the point of asking for pills to kill themselves, which your fellow nurses claim Mrs.
Lahey asked you about? - Objection.
Hearsay.
- I'll rephrase.
Did you provide Mr.
Lahey with the potentially lethal drug - secobarbital? - No.
Of course not.
Could you please read the visitor log and tell us what time Mr.
Lahey arrived at the hospital on the day of his wife's death? 5:02 P.
M.
And according to Ms.
Lahey's death certificate, what was the time of her death? 6:42 P.
M.
So she passed an hour and a half after Mr.
Lahey arrived at the hospital.
If that's what you say.
Isn't that also the same amount of time it takes a lethal dose of secobarbital to kill someone? Neither the prosecutor nor the witness can testify to medical facts.
Well, it doesn't take a doctor to conclude that Mr.
Lahey poisoned his wife to death.
- Objection.
- You don't understand, do you, what's it's like to watch someone you love dying when they're begging you to kill them? - Strike that response.
- It's taking away their pain.
Why shouldn't that be legal? Your witness.
Ms.
Rothlo? No questions, your honor.
What the hell? - Nate lost.
- What? The judge only took 15 minutes to decide.
They're gonna test Nia's blood.
That's not all.
She didn't cross the nurse.
What do you mean? Eve.
I think she threw the case.
I ordered you a vodka.
I thought we're not supposed to be seen together.
Relax.
I don't think anyone in the American bar association's hanging out here.
Would you eat potato skins if I ordered them? - Stop this, and talk to me.
- Or mozzarella sticks? Eve, please, tell me Did you throw the case? Is that what your spy told you? Is he right? No.
Who is he, by the way? You two aren't I don't sleep with my students.
You could.
You're single now.
Just tell me, why didn't you cross the nurse? Because we'd already lost.
If Nate didn't do this, he'd want Nia's blood tested just to prove he's innocent.
That doesn't mean that you don't cross your key witness.
It does if you want to keep her on your side.
What are you up to? Nate knows the plan.
That's all you need to know.
Why are you doing this? Because you asked me to.
That can't be the only reason.
I told you I don't expect anything from you.
But shouldn't you? Because I want to be the person that Can give you what you want.
I do, but You are not in a place to choose anyone.
I know.
Which is why it's good I'm not asking you to.
We're old friends who enjoy each other's company.
That's all.
All right? Did you two want to order something? I'll have another one.
And, um Potato skins and mozzarella sticks.
What the hell? This can't be real.
I asked Oliver to look up Asher and Trotter Lake, - and this is what came up.
- What are you doing? Watching you try to rap.
- This is a prank, right? - Give it to me.
You didn't want to make this? Please, it's just a stupid thing I made in college.
- Ooh! - Expensive stupid thing.
Seriously, how much did daddy pay for that? It doesn't matter, and I hate you, Oliver, for finding it.
Turn it off.
I said turn it off! Don't make me be Annalise and yell at you to do your jobs.
Hey.
You think you could find a prosecutor's address for me? Hi.
Hello.
I was wondering if you could help me.
Hope so.
I was at a dinner party last night, and I shared a cab with a woman to here.
She left her gloves.
At least I think this was her building.
Um Here's her picture.
Do you recognize her? Sharon.
Yeah.
But she doesn't actually live here.
They're screwing Sharon and the prosecutor.
I had a gut feeling when I saw them together, so I went to his apartment, and the doorman confirmed it.
Sharon goes there all the time.
Maybe she meets him there for meetings.
Late at night? 'Cause that's when the doorman's seen her there.
That doesn't mean he'll testify against the D.
A.
he works for.
What if the doorman liked me? Wait.
You're willing to screw the guy to get him to take the stand? No, I won't actually have sex with him.
But you can use sex.
Be honest.
Is there any chance you're wrong about this? Nope.
They're sleeping together.
I know it.
Ms.
Keating, are you ready to call your first witness? I am, your honor.
I'd like to call assistant district attorney Barrett Nelson.
Objection.
Putting a prosecutor on the stand I-Is completely unprecedented.
A.
D.
A.
Nelson brought this on himself.
Ms.
Keating is grandstanding, nothing more.
If I'm grandstanding, then why not take the stand? A man of integrity such as yourself, you have absolutely nothing to hide, right? I'm sorry.
This will just take a minute.
Then we can go get a coffee.
I'd wait for you all day, señorita.
Oh, my God, you're hilarious! Well You would help Mrs.
Tidwell whenever she needed a restraining order, is that correct? Over 20 orders in all against your client.
I'd be happy to go over each one in detail.
And was there ever a conflict of interest affecting your ability to fairly prosecute my client? Not that I know of.
Allow me to help you out.
Did you ever have a relationship with Mrs.
Tidwell that became romantic? That's a slanderous accusation.
Not if it's true.
Answer the question, Mr.
Nelson.
Have you been sleeping with Sharon Tidwell? Of course not.
There you are.
She wants to talk to you.
- Right now? - That's what she said.
I'm so sorry.
Come with me really quick.
Sure.
Oh, I got this door, buddy.
Really? You're telling me that there's no one in this courtroom that can testify to such an inappropriate relationship Your doorman, for example? What the hell is this? You're a material witness.
The judge can hold you in contempt if you leave.
Are you prosecuting my client to cover up the fact that you are actually the man that drove Marco to suicide? - You are out of control.
- You were sleeping with his wife, which means that you are the "he" that Marco kept referring to in his 911 call.
Isn't that right, Mr.
Nelson? Are you not answering because you know that anything you say will prove prosecutorial misconduct You'd be disbarred, or, worse, be sent to prison? I take the fifth.
Mr.
Nelson, I want to be sure - that you know what you're doing.
- I do, your honor.
I assert the fifth amendment privilege against self-incrimination.
I said you could do it, and you did it.
I'm free! And I have another chance with Sharon.
No way their relationship survives this.
Sharon hates you, Dale.
You're a stalker, you're pathetic, and you're fired.
You're welcome.
Excuse me? For helping you win the case.
You want the trophy, it's in a box in the basement.
Is this because of Frank? 'Cause out of all the terrible things that happen in that house, us being together - I don't care that you two are screwing.
- You do.
Otherwise, why treat me like crap and let everyone else act crazy? 'Cause they are, all of them.
They're a mess, and I'm the one watching out for them, fixing problems before you even know they exist.
Don't you think I know that? Why would I? You don't talk to me.
Because I don't need to.
Me not paying attention to you is the best compliment you could ever get 'cause that means I don't have to worry about you.
Go back to the office and stop being needy.
Is that her? Probably wants an update.
She worries about you.
She should.
What's your deal with her? Oh.
Really? We're doing this? What, you worry this will get more weird? Yeah.
I-I don't know.
Um I missed her, I guess.
Have fun when I'm with her.
- You? - I hate her.
Yeah, but not really.
So, you ready to do this, or Do I need to give you a big speech first? No.
I'm good.
Paging Dr.
bender.
Hey.
Oh, my God.
Nate.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
You were looking out for me.
No, I never should've exploded like that.
It's just that prosecutor.
She's a nightmare.
I know.
That's actually why I'm here.
In the matter of case number 903921, the commonwealth contends that victim's death is a potential homicide.
Therefore, per my instructions, an independent lab has completed a full panel on Nia Lahey's blood sample.
The toxicology report states the following "the blood-drug-screen test found no trace of secobarbital or any other potentially lethal medication in Mrs.
Lahey's sample.
" Mr.
Lahey, this court extends its deepest sympathies for your loss.
We're adjourned.
Thank you.
You doctored the results.
Got someone from the hospital to switch the blood sample or change the paperwork.
Case is over.
Go tell Annalise we won.
Why do you do it, help her like this, even though you could get in trouble? You're making up stories in your head.
And I can ask you the same thing.
You're the one playing her spy when you should be in class.
- I don't have a choice.
- What does that mean? Nothing.
Just Congratulations On the case.
Look, I screwed up big time.
And, yeah, I was wasted, but y-you're right.
I saw them go up there, and I didn't do anything, and Maybe that says a lot about me, about how stupid I was and how stupid I am, but I didn't know they were gonna do that.
I didn't and It happened, though, and they Raped her, and that's on me.
And I just want to make it right.
I want to reach out to her and apologize and - And give her some money.
- Money can't fix this.
I'll testify against my dad.
I want to tell the D.
A.
that he covered this all up.
And what does Tiffany get out of that? She doesn't want to talk to you or go to court and recount all the horrible things that happened to her, and even you thinking she would shows how you still don't get this.
She went to a party, and her life changed forever, and everything she does now, she works so hard to be okay, while you just get to keep on being you, oblivious and the fun guy.
I can't look at you the same anymore.
I'm so sorry.
I don't care.
I do 'cause I-I care about you.
And I love you, and I understand why this is your thing.
My thing? Yeah, because of Sam, what he did to you.
She told you, didn't she? Put that away.
No more work tonight.
To Nate.
Um - When are we going to Paris? - Oh, whenever you want.
But let's just make sure we get a flat with a view of the sacré-coeur, Even if it's outrageously expensive.
Hmm.
Oh, that's not a problem.
I've got Sam money.
What? Nothing.
Say it.
It's about that boy.
I told you I'm not sleeping with him.
I know.
It's not that.
He's the one you're protecting, right? I don't want to talk about it.
I wouldn't either.
It doesn't make any sense All this craziness to protect some student? He's not just some student.
It's him.
No.
You are a very good person.
No.
I'm not.
Fine, you're not.
But I still get to think so.
Oh, I got spanked.
By who? Uh, I'm on dudefordude.
Philip has an online profile Closet case, obviously - So I made one, too.
- You've lost it.
Hey, we can invite him on a coffee date and get his DNA from the coffee cup.
Oh, my God.
You are one of us now.
N-no, he's not.
And you're not going on a coffee date with a serial killer.
Okay, okay, fine, but, um, what about you? I used your pic.
You're much hotter than me.
Enough with the low self-esteem! Seriously.
I'd spank you before Walsh.
What's going on with you, honestly? Because you've gone too far here.
Which is exactly what Annalise would want us to do to win our case.
Frank, this is a good plan, right? No, it's not, and I'm not going anywhere near the guy, so I You have to! This is the only thing that can get Catherine and Caleb off! I don't care about your boyfriend! I'll do it.
I-I can say that I used some random guy's pic because of my low self-esteem.
- That's not a bad idea.
- You would do that? No, you're not doing it.
You hear me? You don't get to act crazy anymore.
What if I want to? Hi.
What's going on? You told him.
I didn't convince him not to testify.
That was you.
You fixed it like always, except, this time, I was the card you traded.
I traded your past, but I saved your future.
And it worked, or else you'd be in prison right now.
I don't get to be mad about this, is that what you're saying? No, I'm saying you don't get to be emotional about this.
You knew what trouble we were in.
What else could I have done? Stop denying what you did! How is this a good idea? How is it not? Because he could get caught or dragged into the bathroom where this weirdo could torture and kill him.
Or maybe he's just gonna have a cup of coffee with the guy.
It's a stakeout.
It's sexy.
Oh, my God.
Is that him? You exposed me to him! I didn't expose you.
I saved you.
You killed a girl in my basement and put a plastic bag over her head.
To protect you! And I did what I did to protect you.
No.
You did this to ruin me, the one good thing I had in my life.
Oh, don't you dare.
Every good thing in your life is because of me.
You mean despite you.
I'll be right back.
- Where the hell you going? - I have to pee.
There's a gas station just across the street.
Hey.
Get me a Snickers.
Pick up! Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up.
Pick up, pick up Oh! I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Everything that you're coming at me with right now is because of what your father did to you, and you need to finally deal with that, Bonnie.
I deal with it every day.
Well, so do I! We both do, okay?! I'm not the person to be angry with right now! You may hate me for it, but it worked.
- Shut up! - All right, Bonnie? - Shut up! Shut up! - It worked! Here.
This isn't a Snickers.
You eat too much sugar.
I think it's beginning to affect your judgment.
You knew how much this would hurt me, out of everyone you knew.
But you did it because you wanted to.
You don't know how to love anyone.
I don't know how to love anyone.
All right.
When you go back to that fancy apartment and you're rolling around in bed with that 25-year-old boy and you're not hanging from a bedsheet behind some metal bars, Then you tell me that I don't love you.
I want you to die.
That's what I want That it was you they killed in this house, not Sam.
Because he'd have never done this to me.
What the hell were you thinking? Get him out of there.
Relax.
I got eyes on him.
You're an idiot.
You need to shut it down right now.
- But we're - Right now! Or else I'll call the police myself.
You tattled? What? - Date's over.
- W-why? Got ratted out.
Let's go.
I don't need no teacher You come on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia, bye, Felicia I know how that work, we be like, "bye, Felicia" I know how that work, I don't need no teacher You come on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia, bye, Felicia You come on my I don't need no teacher Bye, Felicia, I know how it works - Hi, Oliver.
- Ho! How's your night going? What do we do? Stop them.
Stop! Michaela, no.
I'm not the woman you think I am.
I gave Nia those pills cause I loved her.
- I framed him.
- Because you killed Sam? Because I'm protecting the person who did.
So, I did something bad.
What did you do? I kept searching for the secret baby even though you told me not to.
His name's Philip Jessup.
Emily Sinclair got the D.
A.
to open an investigation on me.
We're done, Ash.
Girl to girl, I thought you should know the real about your boyfriend.
In case he hasn't told you about Tiffany Howard.
Tiffany was gang raped.
Connor! If you don't want to come, then don't.
Okay, but just think for a second.
No more excuses.
We know better this time.
Wait.
What do we do? Stop them.
Relax.
I left the gun in your house this time.
Have some balls, Mr.
Lecht.
Your client's going down for murder unless you can find someone else to pin it on.
For our case, it's mother Teresa.
So, how are you gonna turn her into a killer? Well, normally, you'd start by mining the suspect's personality traits.
Such as Uh I don't know.
She's kind of the most selfless person who ever lived.
Well, use that.
She has an inflated sense of self-worth, thinks she's God.
What else? Is she a egomaniac, a secret abuser of children, a Sad loner.
Philip only has four friends on his profile, and they're all from his gaming community, and look He's alone in almost all his pictures, no family, friends.
May be a loner, but he's got some bomb-ass game controllers.
We can argue that he's got antisocial personality disorder, that he's prone to violence, homicidal tendencies Charity work uh, most of it focused on hospice care, so I don't know how that could tie into her motive.
I do.
Maybe she killed for love or Money.
Philip gets minimum wage at his grocery-store job, explaining why he'd be after the Hapstall fortune.
We need an emotional motive for the jury, can't just be financial.
He's got white man's rage.
Here he is poor and lonely, while two minorities live the wealthy life his blood entitles him to.
Did mother Teresa have the means to commit this murder? Well, the victim was a small child, and Since mother Teresa often worked with poor children Poor, vulnerable children.
Philip lives within two miles of the Hapstall mansion.
We just have to prove he was in town the night of the murders.
You haven't figured that out yet? - We're working on it.
- Work faster.
Go through discovery.
Study the crime scene.
Get me proof that Philip is a killer so I can spring it on Sinclair before the trial.
What about Catherine and Caleb? Um, should we tell them that we found him? So they can confront him and do something stupid? No.
We say nothing until we know more.
Which means no pillow talk with your boyfriend.
Dr.
Patterson, dial 2131.
Dr.
Patterson, 2131.
There's this, too.
She made it for your birthday and asked me to hide it.
No, my wife did not make this.
She did.
Why doesn't it look like crap? Well, I might've cleaned up the ends just a little bit.
- Are you Nate Lahey? - Yeah.
What do you need? You've been served.
Sinclair's saying Nia's death was foul play.
She wants the judge to let her test Nia's blood.
Nia was cremated.
They took blood samples after she died for some clinical trial.
- So, those pills I got you - I didn't give them to Nate.
You sure? I got to know if I'm gonna protect us here.
If you want to protect us, kill Emily Sinclair.
I was wondering when you'd show up.
Did the two of you kill her together? Ha.
Great.
So now I'm gonna have to defend both of you.
I did it On my own.
She called me first, asked me for pills.
Of course she did, because who doesn't ask their husband's mistress to off her? Okay, that I'm very sorry for your loss, Nate.
I am.
But what you did You knew Sinclair wanted to take you down.
She wanted to take me down, not him.
I'll fix it or try.
- Nia was stage four? - For over a year.
That's our answer then Convince the judge Nia died of natural causes and that Sinclair has some vendetta against the two of you.
But you are not allowed anywhere near this.
The fact that there's been any contact between the two of you since I left is crazy.
You both know it, so don't make me say it again.
We have to prep.
Don't worry.
I got this.
Hey, you didn't call me back last night.
I fell asleep early.
Okay, but this thing with my dad has gotten worse.
They've removed him from the bench until the investigation's over.
Which is the least he deserves, don't you think? I guess, but he's blaming me.
And you? Aren't you blaming you? For what? What you and your friends did at Trotter Lake.
What's Trotter Lake? It's rude to eavesdrop.
Hey, wait.
Bonnie.
I'm meeting Annalise at court.
I know.
Just Look, who told you? I just confront you with the fact that you and your friends gang raped a girl, and your response is who told me? No, I-I wasn't a part of that.
I it was my party, but I was downstairs.
- They were upstair - You could've stopped them.
- N I-I was drunk.
- What an original excuse.
Your client hacked into the Tidwells' cellphones then stole private texts of a sexual nature sent between a husband and his wife.
Allegedly stole.
He then printed and distributed them to every member of their church congregation.
Allegedly you have no proof my client did this.
Right.
There's just proof he did this.
Your client might've gotten away with harassing Sharon's last two husbands, but this time he went to far, to the point where Marco Tidwell felt his only escape was to do a swan dive off the 15th floor of the Eisenworth building.
- No one can make someone commit suicide.
- I disagree.
Then let's go to trial.
It starts in a few hours.
Five years.
Six months, two years probation.
Four years minimum security.
Prussian blue.
You wore that same color the first night of our honeymoon.
Two years, or we walk.
Did you wear that for me? What do you say? Do we have a deal? You did, didn't you? Do not make the deal.
Sharon.
Honey.
You're delusional, Dale.
A-and now you've killed the love of my life, so enough.
We're going to trial.
That woman doesn't love you, you hear me? Not one ounce.
Well, that's where we disagree.
Lunch? Your trial is in four hours.
We don't have time to eat.
See if the judge will grant us a continuance.
I'll go now.
Then tell Bixby to take the assault, or it's six to eight.
I'll call you back.
Nate lost his wife after watching her suffer for years.
Or he killed her so he could be with you.
Do I need to talk to your boss again? I was told to back off of you, not Mr.
Lahey.
It's just a simple blood test.
If he has nothing to hide, why object? You're messing with the wrong bitch.
Is that a threat? I guess you'll see.
You know, there are people on the other side of this door.
I thought getting caught was the fun part.
Are you getting soft on me? No.
- Oh, neither are you.
- Mm.
I thought you had your trial.
That's why I'm here To get help.
I take it that all this playtime means that you've already found evidence to convict Philip.
Working on it.
Miss Castillo with me.
So, we need to prove that our client had nothing to do with that man's suicide, that he jumped off the building for some other reason.
Our client jumped off a building? The victim, Marco Tidwell.
Our client, Dale, he stalked Marco, so find out what he knows about him.
What what Dale knows, or what Marco knows? My God.
Mr.
Gibbons, help miss Castillo figure out my case.
No, I can do it.
You just And I'd rather work on the Hapstalls.
I'm sure Laurel's got it.
You think this is a democracy? You go where I tell you to go.
Should I help, too? See if Bonnie needs anything? Great.
Now you got two men holding your hand.
Wow.
Way to set feminism back a few steps.
Me? It's her.
Uh-huh.
If I were Marco, I would've killed myself, too.
He only made $85,000 a year, you know? That's actually a lot of money.
No, bro, it's not, but it's cute you think that.
How do you know how much Marco made? I went through his tax returns.
And you claim you're not a stalker.
I was looking out for Sharon.
She has expensive tastes.
I wanted to make sure her new husband would be able to provide what she deserves.
What else did you find out about him? Anything that'd make him commit suicide? He went to church.
Religious people are less likely to commit suicide.
Okay, what if he went to church three nights a week? Who does that unless they're depressed? Ha.
You have a really strange way of looking at the world.
Wait.
He went to church at night? Marco was an alcoholic.
He wasn't going to church.
He was going to AA meetings, which proves he had substance-abuse issues that we could argue led to suicide.
The anonymity of AA meetings is protected under the law.
Then let's ask Sharon on the stand.
She's not gonna admit her husband was a drunk if it helps Dale's case.
She will if we make her.
Was your husband an alcoholic? They told me you would try and blame the victim.
Answer the question, Mrs.
Tidwell.
No, my husband was not an alcoholic.
So why else would he go to St.
Colette's church three times a week for Alcoholics Anonymous meetings? He went to church to worship.
He was a godly man.
Mrs.
Tidwell, would you be surprised to know that we have dozens of security-camera photos of Marco attending this aa meeting? Wait.
We have photos? She's bluffing, you idiot.
I-I don't know.
I-I might recall him saying that he was interested in going.
So you lied.
- You knew he was an alcoholic.
- No.
Because alcoholics are three times more likely to suffer from clinical depression than the general public.
Marco was not depressed.
Your honor, where is the medical evidence? And that's why he killed himself.
It wasn't because of my client.
It was because he was a drunk who couldn't stand his life with you any longer.
If Ms.
Keating continues to treat my witness with such disrespect Relax.
Mrs.
Tidwell gave me everything I need to know.
No further questions.
Your next witness, Mr.
Nelson? I'd like to call the victim, Marco Tidwell, to the stand.
Objection.
Mr.
Tidwell's posthumous testimony wasn't on the evidence list.
Only because I wanted to spare Mrs.
Tidwell the undue pains of hearing her husband's 911 call, but since Ms.
Keating has dragged us into the muck, I have no other choice.
This is hearsay, your honor.
It's a dying declaration, Ms.
Keating.
Let's just hear it.
911.
What's your emergency? This is Marco Tidwell.
And I'm going to kill myself.
Where are you, Marco? The roof of the Eisenworth building.
Marco, listen I'm calling so that bastard hears this.
He needs to know he did this.
Marco, I understand how painful this is.
Goodbye.
Marco? Marco? Marco, are you there? Marco? Ouch.
We switch to an insanity defense.
Or have Dale ruled unfit to stand trial.
We'll look desperate to the jury.
Reapproach the prosecutor about a deal? That's called losing.
We don't do that.
Ms.
Castillo, any ideas? Or are you just gonna let the men think of them for you? Uh Why do I even bother asking? Find me something I can use in court.
Look.
Caleb's calling.
Now, why does Caleb have your number? I gave it to him when I was prepping him for trial.
Oh, you mean preppin' him for that ass.
Answer it.
Come on.
So I have to pretend like we haven't found their killer cousin? Not happening.
You're no fun.
There he is.
Hey, uh, good news Philip was in town the night of the murders.
- What's going on? - How do you know? He posted to Reddit that night, and his I.
P.
Address puts him in the city.
Nice.
O-one of you explain right now.
I asked your boo to help us out on the hacking angle.
- When? - Today.
I-I texted you.
Where should I set up? On the couch.
Take whatever space you need.
- Thanks.
- What the hell? Relax.
He's not my type.
I thought you said no contact.
Between you and Nate.
How are you? I know you're mad.
And I would've called, but I haven't had a second to myself.
Do I look mad? I know you got a lot going on right now.
I can see that, but you're not the only one with a personal life.
Who is she? Oh, no, no, no, you don't get to ask me that.
You're blushing.
Oh, stop.
I have a life in New York, yes, but don't worry.
There's no one worth being jealous over.
I have to make a confession.
I'm maybe just a tiny bit happy that Nate killed his wife 'Cause it means I get to see you again.
You could throw the hearing Nate goes to jail, we run off together.
We could open a practice, but in Paris Work 20 hours a week.
Spend weekends in bed.
All right.
We've both got work.
Thank you for taking care of him.
Anytime.
Please talk to me.
You should be helping Laurel prep Dale.
Can I at least explain to you my version so you can hear it from me instead of Sinclair, who I assume is the one that told you? - It doesn't matter who told me.
- It does.
Look, I made this stupid video at my parent's lake house.
We threw a party, everyone was drinking, a bunch of people went upstairs.
Four guys took one girl upstairs, so don't you dare say you didn't know what they were going to do to her.
I didn't, though.
But later she said everyone saw her leave the house crying.
Or were you so drunk you don't remember calling your dad and asking him to cover it all up? I called him because I was worried about her.
- He decided to cover it up.
- And you let him.
And now she thinks about it every day, what you didn't do, while you get to live your life without even thinking about her.
I do.
I think about her.
But still you haven't done anything about it.
Lied.
You did not text me.
Because I knew you'd say not to come.
For your own good.
You're putting yourself in danger.
Okay, if I'm in danger, then so are you.
And guess what? I'm a big boy.
I can make my own decisions.
Besides, everything you guys get to do in this house is way more fun than my boring-ass I.
T.
job.
Will you please ta Just take this seriously, okay? No.
I've made up my mind I'm not leaving.
So stop being such a buzzkill.
Where are we on Dale's case? Uh, what if we pin it on Sharon, say she forced him to jump? You can't force someone to commit suicide.
Says who? And since when are you the expert on all things suicide? - Your mother killed herself.
- How do you know that? Wes.
I'm gonna put you on another case.
Why hide back here? There's room in the front.
Annalise wouldn't want you to miss a word.
Oh.
Um, no, I'm just doing some research for class.
- All rise! - Right.
This is case 903921, an evidentiary hearing to determine whether there is cause to test the postmortem sample of Nia Lahey's blood.
The burden is on the prosecution to establish the relevance of such testing.
Ms.
Sinclair, shall we begin? - Frank.
- What? Look.
This report, it shows the police found DNA at the Hapstall crime scene that doesn't match anyone that lives or works at the mansion.
Sinclair probably filed it in the wrong folder so we wouldn't find it.
- Friggin' mystery DNA.
- Yeah.
If it matches Philip, it puts him at the murder scene.
We could sneak into his house, get a sample.
We are not breaking in to our suspect's house.
Phew! That sounded scary.
- Who are you? - Um Oliver.
It's an honor to meet you, Ms Professor Keating Mrs.
Keating.
You're the man that's constantly saving our asses.
It's nothing really.
I just No, it's something to me.
Thank you for your hard work.
She's so much nicer than you said.
Did Mrs.
Lahey ever express to you her desire to end her life when you were her nurse? It's quite common for oncology patients to talk about dying.
To the point of asking for pills to kill themselves, which your fellow nurses claim Mrs.
Lahey asked you about? - Objection.
Hearsay.
- I'll rephrase.
Did you provide Mr.
Lahey with the potentially lethal drug - secobarbital? - No.
Of course not.
Could you please read the visitor log and tell us what time Mr.
Lahey arrived at the hospital on the day of his wife's death? 5:02 P.
M.
And according to Ms.
Lahey's death certificate, what was the time of her death? 6:42 P.
M.
So she passed an hour and a half after Mr.
Lahey arrived at the hospital.
If that's what you say.
Isn't that also the same amount of time it takes a lethal dose of secobarbital to kill someone? Neither the prosecutor nor the witness can testify to medical facts.
Well, it doesn't take a doctor to conclude that Mr.
Lahey poisoned his wife to death.
- Objection.
- You don't understand, do you, what's it's like to watch someone you love dying when they're begging you to kill them? - Strike that response.
- It's taking away their pain.
Why shouldn't that be legal? Your witness.
Ms.
Rothlo? No questions, your honor.
What the hell? - Nate lost.
- What? The judge only took 15 minutes to decide.
They're gonna test Nia's blood.
That's not all.
She didn't cross the nurse.
What do you mean? Eve.
I think she threw the case.
I ordered you a vodka.
I thought we're not supposed to be seen together.
Relax.
I don't think anyone in the American bar association's hanging out here.
Would you eat potato skins if I ordered them? - Stop this, and talk to me.
- Or mozzarella sticks? Eve, please, tell me Did you throw the case? Is that what your spy told you? Is he right? No.
Who is he, by the way? You two aren't I don't sleep with my students.
You could.
You're single now.
Just tell me, why didn't you cross the nurse? Because we'd already lost.
If Nate didn't do this, he'd want Nia's blood tested just to prove he's innocent.
That doesn't mean that you don't cross your key witness.
It does if you want to keep her on your side.
What are you up to? Nate knows the plan.
That's all you need to know.
Why are you doing this? Because you asked me to.
That can't be the only reason.
I told you I don't expect anything from you.
But shouldn't you? Because I want to be the person that Can give you what you want.
I do, but You are not in a place to choose anyone.
I know.
Which is why it's good I'm not asking you to.
We're old friends who enjoy each other's company.
That's all.
All right? Did you two want to order something? I'll have another one.
And, um Potato skins and mozzarella sticks.
What the hell? This can't be real.
I asked Oliver to look up Asher and Trotter Lake, - and this is what came up.
- What are you doing? Watching you try to rap.
- This is a prank, right? - Give it to me.
You didn't want to make this? Please, it's just a stupid thing I made in college.
- Ooh! - Expensive stupid thing.
Seriously, how much did daddy pay for that? It doesn't matter, and I hate you, Oliver, for finding it.
Turn it off.
I said turn it off! Don't make me be Annalise and yell at you to do your jobs.
Hey.
You think you could find a prosecutor's address for me? Hi.
Hello.
I was wondering if you could help me.
Hope so.
I was at a dinner party last night, and I shared a cab with a woman to here.
She left her gloves.
At least I think this was her building.
Um Here's her picture.
Do you recognize her? Sharon.
Yeah.
But she doesn't actually live here.
They're screwing Sharon and the prosecutor.
I had a gut feeling when I saw them together, so I went to his apartment, and the doorman confirmed it.
Sharon goes there all the time.
Maybe she meets him there for meetings.
Late at night? 'Cause that's when the doorman's seen her there.
That doesn't mean he'll testify against the D.
A.
he works for.
What if the doorman liked me? Wait.
You're willing to screw the guy to get him to take the stand? No, I won't actually have sex with him.
But you can use sex.
Be honest.
Is there any chance you're wrong about this? Nope.
They're sleeping together.
I know it.
Ms.
Keating, are you ready to call your first witness? I am, your honor.
I'd like to call assistant district attorney Barrett Nelson.
Objection.
Putting a prosecutor on the stand I-Is completely unprecedented.
A.
D.
A.
Nelson brought this on himself.
Ms.
Keating is grandstanding, nothing more.
If I'm grandstanding, then why not take the stand? A man of integrity such as yourself, you have absolutely nothing to hide, right? I'm sorry.
This will just take a minute.
Then we can go get a coffee.
I'd wait for you all day, señorita.
Oh, my God, you're hilarious! Well You would help Mrs.
Tidwell whenever she needed a restraining order, is that correct? Over 20 orders in all against your client.
I'd be happy to go over each one in detail.
And was there ever a conflict of interest affecting your ability to fairly prosecute my client? Not that I know of.
Allow me to help you out.
Did you ever have a relationship with Mrs.
Tidwell that became romantic? That's a slanderous accusation.
Not if it's true.
Answer the question, Mr.
Nelson.
Have you been sleeping with Sharon Tidwell? Of course not.
There you are.
She wants to talk to you.
- Right now? - That's what she said.
I'm so sorry.
Come with me really quick.
Sure.
Oh, I got this door, buddy.
Really? You're telling me that there's no one in this courtroom that can testify to such an inappropriate relationship Your doorman, for example? What the hell is this? You're a material witness.
The judge can hold you in contempt if you leave.
Are you prosecuting my client to cover up the fact that you are actually the man that drove Marco to suicide? - You are out of control.
- You were sleeping with his wife, which means that you are the "he" that Marco kept referring to in his 911 call.
Isn't that right, Mr.
Nelson? Are you not answering because you know that anything you say will prove prosecutorial misconduct You'd be disbarred, or, worse, be sent to prison? I take the fifth.
Mr.
Nelson, I want to be sure - that you know what you're doing.
- I do, your honor.
I assert the fifth amendment privilege against self-incrimination.
I said you could do it, and you did it.
I'm free! And I have another chance with Sharon.
No way their relationship survives this.
Sharon hates you, Dale.
You're a stalker, you're pathetic, and you're fired.
You're welcome.
Excuse me? For helping you win the case.
You want the trophy, it's in a box in the basement.
Is this because of Frank? 'Cause out of all the terrible things that happen in that house, us being together - I don't care that you two are screwing.
- You do.
Otherwise, why treat me like crap and let everyone else act crazy? 'Cause they are, all of them.
They're a mess, and I'm the one watching out for them, fixing problems before you even know they exist.
Don't you think I know that? Why would I? You don't talk to me.
Because I don't need to.
Me not paying attention to you is the best compliment you could ever get 'cause that means I don't have to worry about you.
Go back to the office and stop being needy.
Is that her? Probably wants an update.
She worries about you.
She should.
What's your deal with her? Oh.
Really? We're doing this? What, you worry this will get more weird? Yeah.
I-I don't know.
Um I missed her, I guess.
Have fun when I'm with her.
- You? - I hate her.
Yeah, but not really.
So, you ready to do this, or Do I need to give you a big speech first? No.
I'm good.
Paging Dr.
bender.
Hey.
Oh, my God.
Nate.
I'm so sorry.
It's okay.
You were looking out for me.
No, I never should've exploded like that.
It's just that prosecutor.
She's a nightmare.
I know.
That's actually why I'm here.
In the matter of case number 903921, the commonwealth contends that victim's death is a potential homicide.
Therefore, per my instructions, an independent lab has completed a full panel on Nia Lahey's blood sample.
The toxicology report states the following "the blood-drug-screen test found no trace of secobarbital or any other potentially lethal medication in Mrs.
Lahey's sample.
" Mr.
Lahey, this court extends its deepest sympathies for your loss.
We're adjourned.
Thank you.
You doctored the results.
Got someone from the hospital to switch the blood sample or change the paperwork.
Case is over.
Go tell Annalise we won.
Why do you do it, help her like this, even though you could get in trouble? You're making up stories in your head.
And I can ask you the same thing.
You're the one playing her spy when you should be in class.
- I don't have a choice.
- What does that mean? Nothing.
Just Congratulations On the case.
Look, I screwed up big time.
And, yeah, I was wasted, but y-you're right.
I saw them go up there, and I didn't do anything, and Maybe that says a lot about me, about how stupid I was and how stupid I am, but I didn't know they were gonna do that.
I didn't and It happened, though, and they Raped her, and that's on me.
And I just want to make it right.
I want to reach out to her and apologize and - And give her some money.
- Money can't fix this.
I'll testify against my dad.
I want to tell the D.
A.
that he covered this all up.
And what does Tiffany get out of that? She doesn't want to talk to you or go to court and recount all the horrible things that happened to her, and even you thinking she would shows how you still don't get this.
She went to a party, and her life changed forever, and everything she does now, she works so hard to be okay, while you just get to keep on being you, oblivious and the fun guy.
I can't look at you the same anymore.
I'm so sorry.
I don't care.
I do 'cause I-I care about you.
And I love you, and I understand why this is your thing.
My thing? Yeah, because of Sam, what he did to you.
She told you, didn't she? Put that away.
No more work tonight.
To Nate.
Um - When are we going to Paris? - Oh, whenever you want.
But let's just make sure we get a flat with a view of the sacré-coeur, Even if it's outrageously expensive.
Hmm.
Oh, that's not a problem.
I've got Sam money.
What? Nothing.
Say it.
It's about that boy.
I told you I'm not sleeping with him.
I know.
It's not that.
He's the one you're protecting, right? I don't want to talk about it.
I wouldn't either.
It doesn't make any sense All this craziness to protect some student? He's not just some student.
It's him.
No.
You are a very good person.
No.
I'm not.
Fine, you're not.
But I still get to think so.
Oh, I got spanked.
By who? Uh, I'm on dudefordude.
Philip has an online profile Closet case, obviously - So I made one, too.
- You've lost it.
Hey, we can invite him on a coffee date and get his DNA from the coffee cup.
Oh, my God.
You are one of us now.
N-no, he's not.
And you're not going on a coffee date with a serial killer.
Okay, okay, fine, but, um, what about you? I used your pic.
You're much hotter than me.
Enough with the low self-esteem! Seriously.
I'd spank you before Walsh.
What's going on with you, honestly? Because you've gone too far here.
Which is exactly what Annalise would want us to do to win our case.
Frank, this is a good plan, right? No, it's not, and I'm not going anywhere near the guy, so I You have to! This is the only thing that can get Catherine and Caleb off! I don't care about your boyfriend! I'll do it.
I-I can say that I used some random guy's pic because of my low self-esteem.
- That's not a bad idea.
- You would do that? No, you're not doing it.
You hear me? You don't get to act crazy anymore.
What if I want to? Hi.
What's going on? You told him.
I didn't convince him not to testify.
That was you.
You fixed it like always, except, this time, I was the card you traded.
I traded your past, but I saved your future.
And it worked, or else you'd be in prison right now.
I don't get to be mad about this, is that what you're saying? No, I'm saying you don't get to be emotional about this.
You knew what trouble we were in.
What else could I have done? Stop denying what you did! How is this a good idea? How is it not? Because he could get caught or dragged into the bathroom where this weirdo could torture and kill him.
Or maybe he's just gonna have a cup of coffee with the guy.
It's a stakeout.
It's sexy.
Oh, my God.
Is that him? You exposed me to him! I didn't expose you.
I saved you.
You killed a girl in my basement and put a plastic bag over her head.
To protect you! And I did what I did to protect you.
No.
You did this to ruin me, the one good thing I had in my life.
Oh, don't you dare.
Every good thing in your life is because of me.
You mean despite you.
I'll be right back.
- Where the hell you going? - I have to pee.
There's a gas station just across the street.
Hey.
Get me a Snickers.
Pick up! Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up.
Pick up, pick up Oh! I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
Everything that you're coming at me with right now is because of what your father did to you, and you need to finally deal with that, Bonnie.
I deal with it every day.
Well, so do I! We both do, okay?! I'm not the person to be angry with right now! You may hate me for it, but it worked.
- Shut up! - All right, Bonnie? - Shut up! Shut up! - It worked! Here.
This isn't a Snickers.
You eat too much sugar.
I think it's beginning to affect your judgment.
You knew how much this would hurt me, out of everyone you knew.
But you did it because you wanted to.
You don't know how to love anyone.
I don't know how to love anyone.
All right.
When you go back to that fancy apartment and you're rolling around in bed with that 25-year-old boy and you're not hanging from a bedsheet behind some metal bars, Then you tell me that I don't love you.
I want you to die.
That's what I want That it was you they killed in this house, not Sam.
Because he'd have never done this to me.
What the hell were you thinking? Get him out of there.
Relax.
I got eyes on him.
You're an idiot.
You need to shut it down right now.
- But we're - Right now! Or else I'll call the police myself.
You tattled? What? - Date's over.
- W-why? Got ratted out.
Let's go.
I don't need no teacher You come on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia, bye, Felicia I know how that work, we be like, "bye, Felicia" I know how that work, I don't need no teacher You come on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia on my turf, I be like, "bye, Felicia" Bye, Felicia, bye, Felicia You come on my I don't need no teacher Bye, Felicia, I know how it works - Hi, Oliver.
- Ho! How's your night going? What do we do? Stop them.
Stop! Michaela, no.