How to Get Away with Murder (2014–…): Season 2, Episode 13 - Something Bad Happened - full transcript
Annalise goes forward with a risky plan to protect the team from Philip. Wes continues to investigate his mother's death.
Previously on "How to Get
Away with Murder"...
- Stanford.
- I'm applying to transfer.
And I want you to come with me.
[Laurel]: Annalise knew that
Sam got Lila pregnant.
So she had you kill her?
I don't know what
to believe anymore.
You believe what makes
you feel better.
[Connor]: Philip e-mailed again.
- When was this?
- Last night.
My mother. Annalise knew her.
Just tell me what
you saw that night.
I went into the corner
office and saw him...
Charles.
[Annalise]: She specifically
asked to testify anonymously.
[Wes]: She didn't show.
I'll get her back.
Don't give your
people a bad name.
I don't know what he will do if
you don't do what you promised.
You're just as bad as them.
[Christophe]: Who was that?
Go to bed!
I usually let myself
in after school.
But that day...
all I saw was blood.
There. Is it true? Did
Wes kill his mother?
She was the key witness in
the case, one of Annalise's.
It was a murder trial.
She needed the files, which
is why I went to Ohio,
but the records show that she
backed out of testifying.
Your mother or Annalise?
My mother. She was
a key witness.
That's why they killed her.
There. Did Wes kill his mother?
Has Wes seen this?
No. It's true, then?
He...
Of course not.
Some idiot wrote that down
after looking at the crime
scene for five minutes.
Now you're nervous
Wes will see it,
which means it's true.
Enough.
You've worked with me too long
to make these assumptions.
He could've seen this.
It would destroy him.
You know that.
Well, it's a good thing you
stopped that from happening.
Why let him get near it, though?
You're the one who
made him go to Ohio.
Because you gave him that file.
Why? So that he could
go on a treasure hunt
and find out his
mother was killed?
Sounds crazy, I know, but...
"Crazy" is not a word we
use lightly around here.
I'm just saying I
know how it sounds.
It's why I came here.
I don't know how to talk
to anyone else about it.
You mean Annalise?
Yes. But everyone else, too.
She died two days
after she failed to
show up to testify.
That's not a coincidence.
I agree, but I'm a therapist,
Wes, not the police.
Yeah, but you can help me
remember what happened.
Please.
I have no one else.
[Annalise]: It was a suicide.
It was ruled a suicide,
and don't tell me I'm
supposed to believe that
after how much we proved the
police lie all the time.
Well, they didn't
lie about this.
You're just saying that
so I won't tell Wes,
and I won't, but at least
tell me why I shouldn't.
Because it's none
of your business.
Well, it is now.
Why?
Because now you're
boyfriend and girlfriend?
You used up Frank,
so now you're on to the next
piece of damaged goods?
The fact that you are
so angry right now
attacking me when I'm
trying to help you,
it just proves you are
hiding something.
Which is my right.
You're not Wes.
If he wants to ask me something,
he needs to do it himself.
He thinks you hate him!
Well, then he needs to
man up and get over it.
[Melanie]: Okay. Let's start
with what you do remember.
You say she was involved
with that trial,
so do you remember her ever
talking about it with anyone?
A friend or someone
on the phone maybe?
Pick a card. Any card.
Mom?
Now what? Give it here,
but make sure I don't see it.
Now, I'm gonna guess
which card, and...
Christophe. Don't answer that!
[Agent Holt]: Is your mother home?
Yes. What is this?
I'm Agent Holt with Immigration
and Customs Enforcement.
Are you Rose Edmond?
Ms. Edmond.
I'm the lawyer with ICE.
I'll be handling your case.
I've lived here for years.
I don't cause any trouble.
I'm just a cleaning lady.
Well, that's not all you are.
Let's get started with your
entrance into the U.S.
We have no record as to
when you entered or...
♪ S02E13 Something Bad Happened (2016) ♪
Originally aired on March 3, 2016
Hey, it's Wes. You
know what to do.
I don't care if you're not talking to
Annalise. You need to get over here.
I can't say why over the phone,
but it involves Philip, so...
...call me back.
What?
We need to talk.
You mean you do?
You said you wanted to know
me, even the bad things.
Because I never
thought you'd admit
to killing a pregnant
sorority girl. Hey.
Everything that has
happened, Sam dying,
whatever it is that
happened to Rebecca,
although something tells
me you killed her, too.
I didn't. Great.
There's one thing
going for you...
If I can even believe that.
Why would I lie about that now?
Because you want me to
ignore what you did.
That's not what I'm asking for.
Then why are we down here?
To find out if I told Annalise?
Well, I didn't.
Wes either, so does that help,
knowing your secret's safe?
Can I go now?
I'm so sorry.
I don't believe you.
[Annalise]: There's not
a day that goes by
that I don't lie to my clients.
Call it unethical or illegal.
I just call it smart.
[Connor]: Shouldn't we
at least tell Nate?
Nate would only get
the police involved.
I thought he was the police.
Let me think, damn it.
Your job is to protect
your client at all costs,
from the prosecution
to the judge,
our failed justice system,
but mostly, you protect
them from themselves.
What about Caleb?
He's alone in that mansion
and he could... So what?
You want to be the
one that tells him
we've been playing
him this whole time?
We took his money to find
Philip, and now we have,
in town and wanting
to kill everyone.
How do we know he's dangerous?
[Asher]: He tied up and
tortured the Hapstalls
before he killed them.
That means he's pretty
much a sociopath.
Psychopath.
They're the ones that
get off on violence.
Everyone stop talking.
[Annalise]: Clients are
some of the most
stupid people you'll ever meet.
You give them too
much information,
they'll act on it,
and always in a way
that bones you.
[Connor]: Here we go.
[Asher]: Please tell
me that's a reminder
to take your
sex-with-Oliver pill.
Nope. It's from our bestie.
Oh, my God.
When was this?
This morning!
I was just trying to
be there for him.
You know, keep your
enemies close.
He was watching me.
Everybody relax.
It's just him trying
to freak us out.
Yeah, well, it's
working, isn't it?
We're not safe anymore.
[Asher]: I am. I-I've
never met him,
and I've never been
in any of his videos.
Maybe we can use that.
I'm like a safe house.
We're all fine as long
as we're all together.
[Connor]: Yeah, until he throws a
pipe bomb through the window
and blows us all up.
Here. Give it to me.
What?
No! No one can see this.
I'm not playing with
our lives anymore.
Give me the damn computer!
Annalise Keating. What
can I help you with?
Philip Jessup.
Wish I had something.
Look at that.
Now you do.
He's been watching us,
me and my students,
which means that my life as
well as theirs are in danger.
The FBI has a search out for
Philip Jessup in Canada.
Now you're telling me he's
been in town this whole time?
What's on this laptop
will prove that,
as well as provide evidence that
could help them locate him.
What do you want?
Blanket immunity to cover
me and my associates
for anything related to the
night Emily Sinclair died.
Why would you need
immunity for that night?
In case you misunderstand the
evidence on this laptop.
I put Catherine Hapstall
away for that murder
based largely on your testimony.
No, based largely
on her confession.
Okay.
Whatever game this is
you're trying to rope me into
based solely on your word...
Then don't believe me.
Wait!
Sleepyhead. I called
you like five times.
I was working.
I'm just teasing.
Any luck with Rose?
We're all good there.
Just take the day off.
Really?
Yeah. Go to a bar, get laid.
Just leave me be.
Finally.
Did you eat?
I was just ordering
room service.
I, uh, fly all the way here.
I was kind of hoping we
could do something better
than overpriced hotel food.
It's on the client.
Right. Big spenders, I see.
Yes, I'd like the Cobb salad
and Earl Grey tea, and, uh...
Same.
Two of each.
Oh, and a bottle of Riesling.
Your best.
Thank you.
I feel like the devil.
Did it work?
She's thinking about it.
She'll say yes.
My point is I might
have to go to church
so I can atone for my sins.
Mm. You have to believe
in God for that.
Or maybe you do now.
Oh. Please.
Wow, you haven't aged at all.
That's because you just saw me.
It was three years
ago, Annalise.
Yeah.
I like the braids.
You still don't know how
to take a compliment.
Eve.
What?
Please tell me you just got fat.
[Melanie]: Annalise.
Why can't you just ask
her these questions?
I'm not here about Annalise.
I'm here about my mother.
See, those two people, though.
Your relationship with Annalise,
from what I can
tell, is very muddy
and in some ways feels maternal.
No. You're saying that, not me.
Or there's something
you're scared to tell me.
You study the law.
You know anything you
say here is protected.
Unless I'm gonna do harm
to myself or someone else.
What does that mean?
You're right.
I should just talk to the
police about this, not you.
I'm sorry for wasting your time.
Wes.
[Michaela]: I want
to see you, too.
Caleb?
Uh... dinner at your place?
[Caleb]: Yeah. Be there at 8]:00.
I'll have dinner waiting...
and dessert.
Uh, are you sure
that's a good idea?
- Yeah, why wouldn't it be?
- No reason.
It's just, I was thinking...
maybe you should stay
somewhere else for a little
in case Philip came back.
No! Abort! Abort!
What does that mean?
Did Annalise find something?
No, of course not.
Uh, Annalise just got here,
and she needs me,
so, talk later.
Way to resist the magical penis.
It is magical... and pretty.
[Asher]: Okay, not everyone
wants to hear about that.
Why hasn't she called yet?
No news is good news.
Since when?
See? That's her.
How'd it go?
He's getting approval right now.
She's waiting on approval.
- Approval from who?
- Why is it taking so long?
Tell them to relax.
You think that ever works?
Hold on.
Hi.
You at the D.A.'s
office right now?
How do you know that?
We just got a call
about being ready
to serve a search
warrant on your house
for evidence about Sinclair.
I'm here about Philip.
They've given me immunity.
No, they're playing
you, Annalise.
You are in luck.
The D.A. is open to
granting the immunity deal.
How generous.
I just need to get some routine
information to fill in the blanks.
Who are you calling?
Bonnie, it's me.
Did you hear back from Denver?
I'm sitting with him now.
Turns out when I say
"immunity deal,"
he hears "search warrant."
The cops are coming
to raid the house.
What are you doing?!
They'll be there soon,
so here's what you do.
Shred everything.
You're asking us to shred files
while you're in front
of the A.D.A.?
That's right.
Oh, God.
For the record, I thought
that this was a bad idea.
Put it down.
So, we do nothing.
Exactly. Burn it all down.
Destruction of evidence
before a valid premise
search is a felony.
There is no felony
if there's no proof,
and I'm guessing we have time
since you don't have the judge's
signature on the warrant yet.
The judge hasn't
signed the warrant.
Find the judge on duty for
emergency search warrants.
We got the po-po out front.
Judge Hamilton is on
call for warrants.
Who's his clerk?
[Connor]: This is Troy Williams.
I am calling from Judge
Hamilton's office.
Yep, he just signed the warrant.
Your, uh, your team should
have a copy any minute.
Thank you.
Yes.
Is it signed?
Good. Go in the house now.
And I want evidence of any
tampering, any obstruction.
We got a signed search warrant
gives us immediate access
to these premises.
- Where's our copy?
- On the way.
You want to play tough guy,
or you gonna let me do my job?
[Bonnie]: Is this Troy?
I'm here at Annalise
Keating's office
where the police are
executing a search warrant.
I was hoping we could
get verbal confirmation
on the judge's approval on this.
Oh, the judge didn't
sign off on any warrant?
Your Honor, I was assured
we had your signature. I...
No, no, of course not. I...
Y-Yes, sir, I underst...
Everything in that house turned
into fruit of the poisonous tree
the second your officers
entered it illegally.
So, you've got two options.
Either I sue your ass for
abuse of authority...
or you give me immunity
and get the evidence you
want from this computer.
Want one?
Right.
Just the first item on a long
list of things you can't do now.
I should've told you.
Yep.
I kept thinking something
bad will happen.
So, why bother you with the news
if I'm only gonna
take it back later?
Nothing bad's gonna happen.
You don't know that.
The size of that bump tells me
it could fall out
of here right now
and live a long and happy life.
Is it Sam's?
How am I supposed to know with
all the secrets you keep?
It's Sam's, and it's a he.
A mini Sam.
Lovely.
Don't do that.
This is Annalise.
[Wallace]: Tell me
what your play is
after Immigration has shipped
our witness back to Haiti.
They're not shipping
her anywhere.
How do you know?
Because I'm the one
who put her in there.
How'd you find out?
Does it matter?
Reassure me.
She is gonna show up
this time, correct?
Well, clearly I'm
doing everything
I can to make that happen. Good.
No need for me to
keep bothering, then.
Client?
Is something wrong?
No.
I'm out on a limb
here, too, Annalise.
Exactly.
That's why the less
you know, the better.
Right. That should
be your motto.
Why haven't you called me back?
Okay. No.
No more of this,
especially not today.
What does that mean?
My message, if you listened,
was that Philip is back
and he's stalking us.
You need to come to Annalise's.
I can't go there. Did
you not hear me?
A serial killer is on the loose!
And Annalise is the
reason my mom is dead.
That's not true.
You talked to her?
She asked me where we
went, so I told her...
You didn't have the right.
She'll tell you what you
want to know if you ask her.
She said that to my face.
Get out.
No, I didn't tell her
anything we found.
I trusted you.
Please, you just
need to talk to her.
Get out! You are not safe here.
I'm not safe anywhere.
And definitely not around you.
Get the hell out.
Hola, chica. Welcome
to mi safe-o casa.
Safe-a casa?
Guarida. You made appetizers?
Yeah. It'd be a pretty lame
sleepover without pizza bites.
[Michaela]: Where's Wes?
He thinks he's safe at home.
Uh, there's an opt-out button
for this little slumber party?
Nope, because I didn't feel like
letting you get
murdered tonight.
Okay, Mr. Over-reacter.
He's not overreacting.
Philip's killed three
people in cold blood.
Allegedly.
Okay, let's stop debating
about why we're here
and instead enjoy
these tasty treats
that Asher's prepared for us.
Yeah. That's right, yo.
Let's hop on the
pizza bite train.
Choo-choo.
Hey, Laurel, you're
the calm one here.
Do you think we're in actual
physical danger right now?
Do you think I would be sleeping
on a couch if I didn't?
Okay, maybe Stanford
is our best option.
[Asher]: Stanford?
What the hell does that
have to do with anything?
To the end, however
it comes first.
Philip's knife or the
feds throwing us in jail.
So, we gonna talk about it?
You're here with me
rather than home
banging your girlfriend.
Yeah, she wanted to go
to a slumber party.
So, you two aren't fighting?
Whatever.
When are you getting back
together with doucheface?
No, that...
Let's not talk about
them tonight, okay?
We had lives before we met them.
Way better lives.
Right?
Okay, maybe not way
better, but...
We weren't covered
in blood, at least.
To the end.
To the end.
You're not gonna get in.
Stanford only takes, like,
10 transfers a year,
and I know your ranking
can't be better than mine.
What's your ranking?
You first.
96.
I win.
93.
Don't go.
What?
I can't survive here all alone.
Don't worry.
I won't get in.
♪ Each one I win ♪
♪ Says I want more ♪
♪ More, more ♪
You need to catch up.
You know you want to.
This is why I didn't
want to tell you.
I knew you'd do this.
Do what?
Judge me.
Oh, no, no, no.
Don't put that on me.
You're judging yourself right
now, and you know that.
Of course I am. Of course I am.
Which is why I don't
need you to do it, too.
What do you want from me?
Tell you you're glowing,
throw you a shower?
I'm terrified, and out of
everyone, you should get that.
Oh, I get that. I-I do.
My question is, why do you
need me to talk about that
and not your husband?
You never met him. You
don't get to hate him.
I don't hate him.
I just think he's
unprofessional.
And yes, we all do
unethical things.
Us right now, for example.
But it doesn't mean I
have to like the man.
Okay, well, that's fine.
Don't like him, but at least be
honest about the reason why.
Excuse me?
I left you before I met him.
No, you went to therapy
with him because of us.
You give yourself
too much credit.
Fine, fine, it wasn't me.
It was the fact that
I had a vagina.
Oh, God, this has got so boring!
Just say it, Annalise.
You didn't have the nerve
to tell me back then,
but I-I need you to say it now.
Say what?
That you got scared.
That's why you left me.
No, I left you
because I'm not gay.
Bull.
All right?
I needed something in my
life, someone who loved me.
You did that, and
I loved you back.
But not in a way that
either of us deserved.
I don't even know
what that means.
It means you live your life, I
live mine, straight or gay,
whatever you want to call it.
I am gay. That's...
that's what I call it.
All right.
And so do the women
I've happily been with
since you ran away like
some scared little girl!
Okay, then we both moved on...
Good for us.
Stop blaming me for
your loneliness.
You don't know me at all.
I know you never forgave me.
That's me.
Hello?
All right. I'll be right there.
Rose asked to see me.
You sit there, say you can
help me if I do what you want.
But what about when I tell them
what you are
threatening me with?
Destroying my life,
my son's life
because Annalise
has asked you to.
Your son's a citizen, Rose.
He gets to stay here
if he wants to.
The same rules don't apply
for you, unfortunately.
I will do it.
Good. I'll have you transported
to the courthouse tomorrow.
No. I go home tonight.
No, I can't...
My son has been waiting outside.
He knows nothing.
So, think about what all
of this is doing to him.
Let me take him home.
Mom!
Are they gonna take you?
No. Mommy fix it.
No more problems.
♪♪
Annalise. Why can't you just
ask her these questions?
We're not flying to Ohio when
I can just ask Annalise.
[Laurel]: She doesn't
want to see you.
I think you ruined me.
Get out.
Hello?
It's Wes. You there?
What?
Thank you for letting me stay.
Stop it.
Oh, could've stayed at a hotel.
But you want a professional
to protect you.
I know.
I do got a bone
to pick with you.
Oh.
You should've called the minute
he sent that video of us.
You would've had the SWAT team
standing guard outside my house.
So you'd rather just have the
D.A.'s office come after you?
I have immunity.
Let's hope.
I shouldn't complain.
It's nice to have another
body to keep me warm.
Another body?
Sorry.
Another beautiful,
brilliant body.
Besides, if anyone is the
body here, it's you.
This doesn't prove anything.
Your students were at the crime scene
the night my A.D.A. was murdered.
There's no time
stamp on the video.
Who knows what night it was?
Why were they running
from the house?
I'm not a detective.
Use these e-mails
to find Philip.
Make a name for yourself.
This could still
be a win for you.
He might have more
footage, Annalise,
none of which will be
covered by your immunity.
So who knows, huh?
Maybe we'll get to see the rest
of what happened that
night real soon.
You should be a writer.
You're good at
making up stories.
Holy schnikeys. Philip
just sent an e-mail.
Look.
Oh, my God, is that last night?
I stayed up all night.
It couldn't be.
You just got punk'd!
I hate you!
You should've seen your face.
You were like, "Ooh."
- Is everyone here?
- Did they find Philip?
No, but we've got immunity...
If we all keep quiet.
Now, they're gonna come
after me and each of you...
ask questions, play
to your weaknesses,
but it won't work as long
as everyone in this room
keeps their mouth shut.
That means no one talks
to their priest,
their sex buddies,
boyfriends, hookers, no one.
That speech would work
if we were all here.
Enough about your boyfriend.
Wes, this is an initial report.
Later they ruled it a suicide.
Peritraumatic dissociation.
In the aftermath of
a traumatic event,
people can get amnesia.
That is true, but...
I remember standing over
her holding the knife.
A false memory you
might have created
to make sense of this report.
Or I'm remembering
it exactly right.
Then look at the facts, Wes.
What happened that day?
Were you arrested?
Charged for her murder,
assigned a lawyer?
She's gonna do it.
Thank you.
Come on in.
Let's...
not do the whole apology thing.
Let's forget we
ever said anything
and just go out for a
nice meal or something.
What?
The baby.
Is something wrong?
No.
Not with it.
With me.
Miscarriages were
easier, you know,
because I didn't have
to worry, but now this.
He wants to live, and I...
I'm not ready. I don't
think I'm ready.
You are going to
be a great mother.
I don't know that.
Why wouldn't you be?
You've kicked the ass of every
other challenge in your life.
Your childhood, Harvard...
lesbianism.
You can always give him away.
If it turns out you don't like
the whole parenting thing,
there are tons of people
who really want a baby
I want a baby.
Good.
It means you're ready.
[Laurel]: Do you really
not care where he is?
Laurel, I won't say it again.
Is it because you
had something to do
with his mother being killed?
What did I say?
There is a reason why you are
not telling him the truth.
[Wes]: Maybe someone
hid the evidence.
- Who?
- I don't know.
Someone who wanted
to protect me.
No one would do that.
Besides, you told me yourself
you remembered coming
home from school
that day to find your mom.
You told me that in
our first session.
Yeah, well, there's other things
I've done I haven't
told you about.
What does that mean?
I know what you and
Frank do to people.
What do we do?
Tell me.
You know.
Why don't you say it?
Say it.
Or are you just upset
because we cover up murders
to save your asses
again and again,
and this is what you
call a thank you?
All I'm asking you to do
is to talk to him,
make him come here.
Otherwise he could get hurt
or hurt himself or say too much.
But that's not on me anymore.
It's on you.
[Wes]: I'm not the
person you think I am.
And I can't tell you what
that means or what I've done,
so don't ask me.
Just...
You need to believe me when
I say it's possible...
I could've killed her.
♪♪
I don't want to leave. Fe vit.
You said everything was okay!
I lied, okay? We're
not safe here.
So help me pack.
[Therapist]: I'm not going
to push you to explain.
But I do want you to at least
consider the possibility
that you didn't do this,
that this is your brain
making things up.
[Rose]: We'll find a motel,
maybe one with a pool.
Then what?
We just live in a motel for
the rest of our lives?
No.
We'll... we'll get a place,
nicer than any we've had so far.
I just want to go home.
Stop this, okay? I
made up my mind.
Someday you will understand,
but today, I need you
to listen to me.
Christophe, come back here!
Christophe!
Christophe!
[Melanie]: You're tired and
upset and traumatized,
which is understandable.
But that doesn't mean you had anything
to do with your mother's death.
You were a 12-year-old boy,
and your mother was in the middle of
an extremely stressful situation.
Which is why what you've
been told your whole life,
that this was a suicide,
makes a lot of sense here.
Much more than her
getting murdered.
[Christophe]: Mom?
Mommy!
No.
Mommy, please!
What happened?!
Mommy, no!
What now?
You want to show me where
you offed Rebecca?
Stop, please.
There was a reason
it took me so long to tell you,
'cause I didn't know
where we stood,
but I do now.
Or at least I know what I feel.
I love you, Laurel.
I thought I was gonna lose you,
and it made me sick,
so I told you the thing
I haven't told anyone.
Which proves you love me?
When you're as screwed up as me...
yeah.
Please, Laurel,
I don't know a lot,
but I love you.
You killed an innocent girl.
Strangled her on a roof.
And for what?
To make Annalise happy?
Do you think that's the type
of person I want to love me?
It's not.
And the truth is, I
don't love you back.
So, we're done.
It's over.
And I won't tell anyone else...
Not to protect you,
but to protect them.
'Cause if they knew any of this,
after everything
we've been through,
I can't do that to them, Frank.
♪♪
[Christophe]: Mom?
Mommy!
No.
Mommy, please!
What happened?!
I want a baby.
Good.
It means you're ready.
Is it Sam?
I wish.
I presume you're aware that our
witness is no longer in custody?
She'll be on the stand
tomorrow as promised.
She tried to leave town.
Glad one of us is
paying attention.
Yeah, she's back
at her apartment.
I'll go there right now.
Hold on.
I understand if you
think that I am a...
bad person.
I'm just a parent...
trying to protect my son.
Any minute now, you'll be doing
the same for your child.
Tell Rose that if she wants
to protect her son...
then she also needs
to protect mine.
You touch that boy,
and I guarantee you
Charles goes to jail.
Well, let's hope we
don't get there.
Wes?
It's me, Annalise.
I want to talk.
I thought you were Christophe.
He's not here?
No. We were in the car.
I was driving. He just ran.
I can't call anyone or they'll
take him away from me.
The won't do that.
Your lady threatened they would.
She didn't mean that.
I'm sorry I dragged
you into this.
And I hate that I did that,
but that's in the past.
You're involved now, and so
am I, and these people...
Yeah, I know these people.
Then you know you need to
do this for Christophe.
What did he say to you?
Mr. Mahoney.
Did he threaten Christophe?
Yes.
You tell him no.
Listen. I am not on their side.
But I will protect
you if you do this.
You can't. Yeah, I can. And...
You don't know what
that man is capable of.
What do you mean?
Rose, tell me.
It's too late.
No, Rose.
Wes, please, I-I
know you're in there
because I can see the light on.
Wes?
He doesn't own me or Christophe.
We are not things to be owned
and used and thrown away.
I was born free, I
will stay free...
So will Christophe!
You tell him that.
Okay. I will.
There's no reason
to hurt him now.
What do you mean?
Take care of my boy.
Rose, no!
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
Rose! ♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ And time, it heals
like the wine ♪
♪ I'll go and fill
my cup and then ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
Mom?
Mommy!
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
What happened?!
I'm sorry.
No.
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
What happened?!
Mommy, no.
Mom! No! ♪ Tear it
from my heart ♪
Mom.
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
Wes?
♪ Heart again ♪
I'm gonna come in
now, all right?
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
Wes?
[Woman]: 911. What's
your emergency?
Something bad happened.
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ The ventricles
you pulled apart ♪
You don't have to hide from me.
♪ Simply to see where
the blood would flow ♪
♪ And you hold the pieces
of my beating heart ♪
♪ As I open my arms
to the depths below ♪
Now is not a good time.
- I don't care.
Eve.
Wes is here.
What?
I just came home from a date,
and he was waiting in my lobby.
He found my name on his
mother's immigration documents,
and he wants to know
how I know her.
Call 911.
What?
There's someone in
Wes' apartment!
Aah!
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
Away with Murder"...
- Stanford.
- I'm applying to transfer.
And I want you to come with me.
[Laurel]: Annalise knew that
Sam got Lila pregnant.
So she had you kill her?
I don't know what
to believe anymore.
You believe what makes
you feel better.
[Connor]: Philip e-mailed again.
- When was this?
- Last night.
My mother. Annalise knew her.
Just tell me what
you saw that night.
I went into the corner
office and saw him...
Charles.
[Annalise]: She specifically
asked to testify anonymously.
[Wes]: She didn't show.
I'll get her back.
Don't give your
people a bad name.
I don't know what he will do if
you don't do what you promised.
You're just as bad as them.
[Christophe]: Who was that?
Go to bed!
I usually let myself
in after school.
But that day...
all I saw was blood.
There. Is it true? Did
Wes kill his mother?
She was the key witness in
the case, one of Annalise's.
It was a murder trial.
She needed the files, which
is why I went to Ohio,
but the records show that she
backed out of testifying.
Your mother or Annalise?
My mother. She was
a key witness.
That's why they killed her.
There. Did Wes kill his mother?
Has Wes seen this?
No. It's true, then?
He...
Of course not.
Some idiot wrote that down
after looking at the crime
scene for five minutes.
Now you're nervous
Wes will see it,
which means it's true.
Enough.
You've worked with me too long
to make these assumptions.
He could've seen this.
It would destroy him.
You know that.
Well, it's a good thing you
stopped that from happening.
Why let him get near it, though?
You're the one who
made him go to Ohio.
Because you gave him that file.
Why? So that he could
go on a treasure hunt
and find out his
mother was killed?
Sounds crazy, I know, but...
"Crazy" is not a word we
use lightly around here.
I'm just saying I
know how it sounds.
It's why I came here.
I don't know how to talk
to anyone else about it.
You mean Annalise?
Yes. But everyone else, too.
She died two days
after she failed to
show up to testify.
That's not a coincidence.
I agree, but I'm a therapist,
Wes, not the police.
Yeah, but you can help me
remember what happened.
Please.
I have no one else.
[Annalise]: It was a suicide.
It was ruled a suicide,
and don't tell me I'm
supposed to believe that
after how much we proved the
police lie all the time.
Well, they didn't
lie about this.
You're just saying that
so I won't tell Wes,
and I won't, but at least
tell me why I shouldn't.
Because it's none
of your business.
Well, it is now.
Why?
Because now you're
boyfriend and girlfriend?
You used up Frank,
so now you're on to the next
piece of damaged goods?
The fact that you are
so angry right now
attacking me when I'm
trying to help you,
it just proves you are
hiding something.
Which is my right.
You're not Wes.
If he wants to ask me something,
he needs to do it himself.
He thinks you hate him!
Well, then he needs to
man up and get over it.
[Melanie]: Okay. Let's start
with what you do remember.
You say she was involved
with that trial,
so do you remember her ever
talking about it with anyone?
A friend or someone
on the phone maybe?
Pick a card. Any card.
Mom?
Now what? Give it here,
but make sure I don't see it.
Now, I'm gonna guess
which card, and...
Christophe. Don't answer that!
[Agent Holt]: Is your mother home?
Yes. What is this?
I'm Agent Holt with Immigration
and Customs Enforcement.
Are you Rose Edmond?
Ms. Edmond.
I'm the lawyer with ICE.
I'll be handling your case.
I've lived here for years.
I don't cause any trouble.
I'm just a cleaning lady.
Well, that's not all you are.
Let's get started with your
entrance into the U.S.
We have no record as to
when you entered or...
♪ S02E13 Something Bad Happened (2016) ♪
Originally aired on March 3, 2016
Hey, it's Wes. You
know what to do.
I don't care if you're not talking to
Annalise. You need to get over here.
I can't say why over the phone,
but it involves Philip, so...
...call me back.
What?
We need to talk.
You mean you do?
You said you wanted to know
me, even the bad things.
Because I never
thought you'd admit
to killing a pregnant
sorority girl. Hey.
Everything that has
happened, Sam dying,
whatever it is that
happened to Rebecca,
although something tells
me you killed her, too.
I didn't. Great.
There's one thing
going for you...
If I can even believe that.
Why would I lie about that now?
Because you want me to
ignore what you did.
That's not what I'm asking for.
Then why are we down here?
To find out if I told Annalise?
Well, I didn't.
Wes either, so does that help,
knowing your secret's safe?
Can I go now?
I'm so sorry.
I don't believe you.
[Annalise]: There's not
a day that goes by
that I don't lie to my clients.
Call it unethical or illegal.
I just call it smart.
[Connor]: Shouldn't we
at least tell Nate?
Nate would only get
the police involved.
I thought he was the police.
Let me think, damn it.
Your job is to protect
your client at all costs,
from the prosecution
to the judge,
our failed justice system,
but mostly, you protect
them from themselves.
What about Caleb?
He's alone in that mansion
and he could... So what?
You want to be the
one that tells him
we've been playing
him this whole time?
We took his money to find
Philip, and now we have,
in town and wanting
to kill everyone.
How do we know he's dangerous?
[Asher]: He tied up and
tortured the Hapstalls
before he killed them.
That means he's pretty
much a sociopath.
Psychopath.
They're the ones that
get off on violence.
Everyone stop talking.
[Annalise]: Clients are
some of the most
stupid people you'll ever meet.
You give them too
much information,
they'll act on it,
and always in a way
that bones you.
[Connor]: Here we go.
[Asher]: Please tell
me that's a reminder
to take your
sex-with-Oliver pill.
Nope. It's from our bestie.
Oh, my God.
When was this?
This morning!
I was just trying to
be there for him.
You know, keep your
enemies close.
He was watching me.
Everybody relax.
It's just him trying
to freak us out.
Yeah, well, it's
working, isn't it?
We're not safe anymore.
[Asher]: I am. I-I've
never met him,
and I've never been
in any of his videos.
Maybe we can use that.
I'm like a safe house.
We're all fine as long
as we're all together.
[Connor]: Yeah, until he throws a
pipe bomb through the window
and blows us all up.
Here. Give it to me.
What?
No! No one can see this.
I'm not playing with
our lives anymore.
Give me the damn computer!
Annalise Keating. What
can I help you with?
Philip Jessup.
Wish I had something.
Look at that.
Now you do.
He's been watching us,
me and my students,
which means that my life as
well as theirs are in danger.
The FBI has a search out for
Philip Jessup in Canada.
Now you're telling me he's
been in town this whole time?
What's on this laptop
will prove that,
as well as provide evidence that
could help them locate him.
What do you want?
Blanket immunity to cover
me and my associates
for anything related to the
night Emily Sinclair died.
Why would you need
immunity for that night?
In case you misunderstand the
evidence on this laptop.
I put Catherine Hapstall
away for that murder
based largely on your testimony.
No, based largely
on her confession.
Okay.
Whatever game this is
you're trying to rope me into
based solely on your word...
Then don't believe me.
Wait!
Sleepyhead. I called
you like five times.
I was working.
I'm just teasing.
Any luck with Rose?
We're all good there.
Just take the day off.
Really?
Yeah. Go to a bar, get laid.
Just leave me be.
Finally.
Did you eat?
I was just ordering
room service.
I, uh, fly all the way here.
I was kind of hoping we
could do something better
than overpriced hotel food.
It's on the client.
Right. Big spenders, I see.
Yes, I'd like the Cobb salad
and Earl Grey tea, and, uh...
Same.
Two of each.
Oh, and a bottle of Riesling.
Your best.
Thank you.
I feel like the devil.
Did it work?
She's thinking about it.
She'll say yes.
My point is I might
have to go to church
so I can atone for my sins.
Mm. You have to believe
in God for that.
Or maybe you do now.
Oh. Please.
Wow, you haven't aged at all.
That's because you just saw me.
It was three years
ago, Annalise.
Yeah.
I like the braids.
You still don't know how
to take a compliment.
Eve.
What?
Please tell me you just got fat.
[Melanie]: Annalise.
Why can't you just ask
her these questions?
I'm not here about Annalise.
I'm here about my mother.
See, those two people, though.
Your relationship with Annalise,
from what I can
tell, is very muddy
and in some ways feels maternal.
No. You're saying that, not me.
Or there's something
you're scared to tell me.
You study the law.
You know anything you
say here is protected.
Unless I'm gonna do harm
to myself or someone else.
What does that mean?
You're right.
I should just talk to the
police about this, not you.
I'm sorry for wasting your time.
Wes.
[Michaela]: I want
to see you, too.
Caleb?
Uh... dinner at your place?
[Caleb]: Yeah. Be there at 8]:00.
I'll have dinner waiting...
and dessert.
Uh, are you sure
that's a good idea?
- Yeah, why wouldn't it be?
- No reason.
It's just, I was thinking...
maybe you should stay
somewhere else for a little
in case Philip came back.
No! Abort! Abort!
What does that mean?
Did Annalise find something?
No, of course not.
Uh, Annalise just got here,
and she needs me,
so, talk later.
Way to resist the magical penis.
It is magical... and pretty.
[Asher]: Okay, not everyone
wants to hear about that.
Why hasn't she called yet?
No news is good news.
Since when?
See? That's her.
How'd it go?
He's getting approval right now.
She's waiting on approval.
- Approval from who?
- Why is it taking so long?
Tell them to relax.
You think that ever works?
Hold on.
Hi.
You at the D.A.'s
office right now?
How do you know that?
We just got a call
about being ready
to serve a search
warrant on your house
for evidence about Sinclair.
I'm here about Philip.
They've given me immunity.
No, they're playing
you, Annalise.
You are in luck.
The D.A. is open to
granting the immunity deal.
How generous.
I just need to get some routine
information to fill in the blanks.
Who are you calling?
Bonnie, it's me.
Did you hear back from Denver?
I'm sitting with him now.
Turns out when I say
"immunity deal,"
he hears "search warrant."
The cops are coming
to raid the house.
What are you doing?!
They'll be there soon,
so here's what you do.
Shred everything.
You're asking us to shred files
while you're in front
of the A.D.A.?
That's right.
Oh, God.
For the record, I thought
that this was a bad idea.
Put it down.
So, we do nothing.
Exactly. Burn it all down.
Destruction of evidence
before a valid premise
search is a felony.
There is no felony
if there's no proof,
and I'm guessing we have time
since you don't have the judge's
signature on the warrant yet.
The judge hasn't
signed the warrant.
Find the judge on duty for
emergency search warrants.
We got the po-po out front.
Judge Hamilton is on
call for warrants.
Who's his clerk?
[Connor]: This is Troy Williams.
I am calling from Judge
Hamilton's office.
Yep, he just signed the warrant.
Your, uh, your team should
have a copy any minute.
Thank you.
Yes.
Is it signed?
Good. Go in the house now.
And I want evidence of any
tampering, any obstruction.
We got a signed search warrant
gives us immediate access
to these premises.
- Where's our copy?
- On the way.
You want to play tough guy,
or you gonna let me do my job?
[Bonnie]: Is this Troy?
I'm here at Annalise
Keating's office
where the police are
executing a search warrant.
I was hoping we could
get verbal confirmation
on the judge's approval on this.
Oh, the judge didn't
sign off on any warrant?
Your Honor, I was assured
we had your signature. I...
No, no, of course not. I...
Y-Yes, sir, I underst...
Everything in that house turned
into fruit of the poisonous tree
the second your officers
entered it illegally.
So, you've got two options.
Either I sue your ass for
abuse of authority...
or you give me immunity
and get the evidence you
want from this computer.
Want one?
Right.
Just the first item on a long
list of things you can't do now.
I should've told you.
Yep.
I kept thinking something
bad will happen.
So, why bother you with the news
if I'm only gonna
take it back later?
Nothing bad's gonna happen.
You don't know that.
The size of that bump tells me
it could fall out
of here right now
and live a long and happy life.
Is it Sam's?
How am I supposed to know with
all the secrets you keep?
It's Sam's, and it's a he.
A mini Sam.
Lovely.
Don't do that.
This is Annalise.
[Wallace]: Tell me
what your play is
after Immigration has shipped
our witness back to Haiti.
They're not shipping
her anywhere.
How do you know?
Because I'm the one
who put her in there.
How'd you find out?
Does it matter?
Reassure me.
She is gonna show up
this time, correct?
Well, clearly I'm
doing everything
I can to make that happen. Good.
No need for me to
keep bothering, then.
Client?
Is something wrong?
No.
I'm out on a limb
here, too, Annalise.
Exactly.
That's why the less
you know, the better.
Right. That should
be your motto.
Why haven't you called me back?
Okay. No.
No more of this,
especially not today.
What does that mean?
My message, if you listened,
was that Philip is back
and he's stalking us.
You need to come to Annalise's.
I can't go there. Did
you not hear me?
A serial killer is on the loose!
And Annalise is the
reason my mom is dead.
That's not true.
You talked to her?
She asked me where we
went, so I told her...
You didn't have the right.
She'll tell you what you
want to know if you ask her.
She said that to my face.
Get out.
No, I didn't tell her
anything we found.
I trusted you.
Please, you just
need to talk to her.
Get out! You are not safe here.
I'm not safe anywhere.
And definitely not around you.
Get the hell out.
Hola, chica. Welcome
to mi safe-o casa.
Safe-a casa?
Guarida. You made appetizers?
Yeah. It'd be a pretty lame
sleepover without pizza bites.
[Michaela]: Where's Wes?
He thinks he's safe at home.
Uh, there's an opt-out button
for this little slumber party?
Nope, because I didn't feel like
letting you get
murdered tonight.
Okay, Mr. Over-reacter.
He's not overreacting.
Philip's killed three
people in cold blood.
Allegedly.
Okay, let's stop debating
about why we're here
and instead enjoy
these tasty treats
that Asher's prepared for us.
Yeah. That's right, yo.
Let's hop on the
pizza bite train.
Choo-choo.
Hey, Laurel, you're
the calm one here.
Do you think we're in actual
physical danger right now?
Do you think I would be sleeping
on a couch if I didn't?
Okay, maybe Stanford
is our best option.
[Asher]: Stanford?
What the hell does that
have to do with anything?
To the end, however
it comes first.
Philip's knife or the
feds throwing us in jail.
So, we gonna talk about it?
You're here with me
rather than home
banging your girlfriend.
Yeah, she wanted to go
to a slumber party.
So, you two aren't fighting?
Whatever.
When are you getting back
together with doucheface?
No, that...
Let's not talk about
them tonight, okay?
We had lives before we met them.
Way better lives.
Right?
Okay, maybe not way
better, but...
We weren't covered
in blood, at least.
To the end.
To the end.
You're not gonna get in.
Stanford only takes, like,
10 transfers a year,
and I know your ranking
can't be better than mine.
What's your ranking?
You first.
96.
I win.
93.
Don't go.
What?
I can't survive here all alone.
Don't worry.
I won't get in.
♪ Each one I win ♪
♪ Says I want more ♪
♪ More, more ♪
You need to catch up.
You know you want to.
This is why I didn't
want to tell you.
I knew you'd do this.
Do what?
Judge me.
Oh, no, no, no.
Don't put that on me.
You're judging yourself right
now, and you know that.
Of course I am. Of course I am.
Which is why I don't
need you to do it, too.
What do you want from me?
Tell you you're glowing,
throw you a shower?
I'm terrified, and out of
everyone, you should get that.
Oh, I get that. I-I do.
My question is, why do you
need me to talk about that
and not your husband?
You never met him. You
don't get to hate him.
I don't hate him.
I just think he's
unprofessional.
And yes, we all do
unethical things.
Us right now, for example.
But it doesn't mean I
have to like the man.
Okay, well, that's fine.
Don't like him, but at least be
honest about the reason why.
Excuse me?
I left you before I met him.
No, you went to therapy
with him because of us.
You give yourself
too much credit.
Fine, fine, it wasn't me.
It was the fact that
I had a vagina.
Oh, God, this has got so boring!
Just say it, Annalise.
You didn't have the nerve
to tell me back then,
but I-I need you to say it now.
Say what?
That you got scared.
That's why you left me.
No, I left you
because I'm not gay.
Bull.
All right?
I needed something in my
life, someone who loved me.
You did that, and
I loved you back.
But not in a way that
either of us deserved.
I don't even know
what that means.
It means you live your life, I
live mine, straight or gay,
whatever you want to call it.
I am gay. That's...
that's what I call it.
All right.
And so do the women
I've happily been with
since you ran away like
some scared little girl!
Okay, then we both moved on...
Good for us.
Stop blaming me for
your loneliness.
You don't know me at all.
I know you never forgave me.
That's me.
Hello?
All right. I'll be right there.
Rose asked to see me.
You sit there, say you can
help me if I do what you want.
But what about when I tell them
what you are
threatening me with?
Destroying my life,
my son's life
because Annalise
has asked you to.
Your son's a citizen, Rose.
He gets to stay here
if he wants to.
The same rules don't apply
for you, unfortunately.
I will do it.
Good. I'll have you transported
to the courthouse tomorrow.
No. I go home tonight.
No, I can't...
My son has been waiting outside.
He knows nothing.
So, think about what all
of this is doing to him.
Let me take him home.
Mom!
Are they gonna take you?
No. Mommy fix it.
No more problems.
♪♪
Annalise. Why can't you just
ask her these questions?
We're not flying to Ohio when
I can just ask Annalise.
[Laurel]: She doesn't
want to see you.
I think you ruined me.
Get out.
Hello?
It's Wes. You there?
What?
Thank you for letting me stay.
Stop it.
Oh, could've stayed at a hotel.
But you want a professional
to protect you.
I know.
I do got a bone
to pick with you.
Oh.
You should've called the minute
he sent that video of us.
You would've had the SWAT team
standing guard outside my house.
So you'd rather just have the
D.A.'s office come after you?
I have immunity.
Let's hope.
I shouldn't complain.
It's nice to have another
body to keep me warm.
Another body?
Sorry.
Another beautiful,
brilliant body.
Besides, if anyone is the
body here, it's you.
This doesn't prove anything.
Your students were at the crime scene
the night my A.D.A. was murdered.
There's no time
stamp on the video.
Who knows what night it was?
Why were they running
from the house?
I'm not a detective.
Use these e-mails
to find Philip.
Make a name for yourself.
This could still
be a win for you.
He might have more
footage, Annalise,
none of which will be
covered by your immunity.
So who knows, huh?
Maybe we'll get to see the rest
of what happened that
night real soon.
You should be a writer.
You're good at
making up stories.
Holy schnikeys. Philip
just sent an e-mail.
Look.
Oh, my God, is that last night?
I stayed up all night.
It couldn't be.
You just got punk'd!
I hate you!
You should've seen your face.
You were like, "Ooh."
- Is everyone here?
- Did they find Philip?
No, but we've got immunity...
If we all keep quiet.
Now, they're gonna come
after me and each of you...
ask questions, play
to your weaknesses,
but it won't work as long
as everyone in this room
keeps their mouth shut.
That means no one talks
to their priest,
their sex buddies,
boyfriends, hookers, no one.
That speech would work
if we were all here.
Enough about your boyfriend.
Wes, this is an initial report.
Later they ruled it a suicide.
Peritraumatic dissociation.
In the aftermath of
a traumatic event,
people can get amnesia.
That is true, but...
I remember standing over
her holding the knife.
A false memory you
might have created
to make sense of this report.
Or I'm remembering
it exactly right.
Then look at the facts, Wes.
What happened that day?
Were you arrested?
Charged for her murder,
assigned a lawyer?
She's gonna do it.
Thank you.
Come on in.
Let's...
not do the whole apology thing.
Let's forget we
ever said anything
and just go out for a
nice meal or something.
What?
The baby.
Is something wrong?
No.
Not with it.
With me.
Miscarriages were
easier, you know,
because I didn't have
to worry, but now this.
He wants to live, and I...
I'm not ready. I don't
think I'm ready.
You are going to
be a great mother.
I don't know that.
Why wouldn't you be?
You've kicked the ass of every
other challenge in your life.
Your childhood, Harvard...
lesbianism.
You can always give him away.
If it turns out you don't like
the whole parenting thing,
there are tons of people
who really want a baby
I want a baby.
Good.
It means you're ready.
[Laurel]: Do you really
not care where he is?
Laurel, I won't say it again.
Is it because you
had something to do
with his mother being killed?
What did I say?
There is a reason why you are
not telling him the truth.
[Wes]: Maybe someone
hid the evidence.
- Who?
- I don't know.
Someone who wanted
to protect me.
No one would do that.
Besides, you told me yourself
you remembered coming
home from school
that day to find your mom.
You told me that in
our first session.
Yeah, well, there's other things
I've done I haven't
told you about.
What does that mean?
I know what you and
Frank do to people.
What do we do?
Tell me.
You know.
Why don't you say it?
Say it.
Or are you just upset
because we cover up murders
to save your asses
again and again,
and this is what you
call a thank you?
All I'm asking you to do
is to talk to him,
make him come here.
Otherwise he could get hurt
or hurt himself or say too much.
But that's not on me anymore.
It's on you.
[Wes]: I'm not the
person you think I am.
And I can't tell you what
that means or what I've done,
so don't ask me.
Just...
You need to believe me when
I say it's possible...
I could've killed her.
♪♪
I don't want to leave. Fe vit.
You said everything was okay!
I lied, okay? We're
not safe here.
So help me pack.
[Therapist]: I'm not going
to push you to explain.
But I do want you to at least
consider the possibility
that you didn't do this,
that this is your brain
making things up.
[Rose]: We'll find a motel,
maybe one with a pool.
Then what?
We just live in a motel for
the rest of our lives?
No.
We'll... we'll get a place,
nicer than any we've had so far.
I just want to go home.
Stop this, okay? I
made up my mind.
Someday you will understand,
but today, I need you
to listen to me.
Christophe, come back here!
Christophe!
Christophe!
[Melanie]: You're tired and
upset and traumatized,
which is understandable.
But that doesn't mean you had anything
to do with your mother's death.
You were a 12-year-old boy,
and your mother was in the middle of
an extremely stressful situation.
Which is why what you've
been told your whole life,
that this was a suicide,
makes a lot of sense here.
Much more than her
getting murdered.
[Christophe]: Mom?
Mommy!
No.
Mommy, please!
What happened?!
Mommy, no!
What now?
You want to show me where
you offed Rebecca?
Stop, please.
There was a reason
it took me so long to tell you,
'cause I didn't know
where we stood,
but I do now.
Or at least I know what I feel.
I love you, Laurel.
I thought I was gonna lose you,
and it made me sick,
so I told you the thing
I haven't told anyone.
Which proves you love me?
When you're as screwed up as me...
yeah.
Please, Laurel,
I don't know a lot,
but I love you.
You killed an innocent girl.
Strangled her on a roof.
And for what?
To make Annalise happy?
Do you think that's the type
of person I want to love me?
It's not.
And the truth is, I
don't love you back.
So, we're done.
It's over.
And I won't tell anyone else...
Not to protect you,
but to protect them.
'Cause if they knew any of this,
after everything
we've been through,
I can't do that to them, Frank.
♪♪
[Christophe]: Mom?
Mommy!
No.
Mommy, please!
What happened?!
I want a baby.
Good.
It means you're ready.
Is it Sam?
I wish.
I presume you're aware that our
witness is no longer in custody?
She'll be on the stand
tomorrow as promised.
She tried to leave town.
Glad one of us is
paying attention.
Yeah, she's back
at her apartment.
I'll go there right now.
Hold on.
I understand if you
think that I am a...
bad person.
I'm just a parent...
trying to protect my son.
Any minute now, you'll be doing
the same for your child.
Tell Rose that if she wants
to protect her son...
then she also needs
to protect mine.
You touch that boy,
and I guarantee you
Charles goes to jail.
Well, let's hope we
don't get there.
Wes?
It's me, Annalise.
I want to talk.
I thought you were Christophe.
He's not here?
No. We were in the car.
I was driving. He just ran.
I can't call anyone or they'll
take him away from me.
The won't do that.
Your lady threatened they would.
She didn't mean that.
I'm sorry I dragged
you into this.
And I hate that I did that,
but that's in the past.
You're involved now, and so
am I, and these people...
Yeah, I know these people.
Then you know you need to
do this for Christophe.
What did he say to you?
Mr. Mahoney.
Did he threaten Christophe?
Yes.
You tell him no.
Listen. I am not on their side.
But I will protect
you if you do this.
You can't. Yeah, I can. And...
You don't know what
that man is capable of.
What do you mean?
Rose, tell me.
It's too late.
No, Rose.
Wes, please, I-I
know you're in there
because I can see the light on.
Wes?
He doesn't own me or Christophe.
We are not things to be owned
and used and thrown away.
I was born free, I
will stay free...
So will Christophe!
You tell him that.
Okay. I will.
There's no reason
to hurt him now.
What do you mean?
Take care of my boy.
Rose, no!
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
Rose! ♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ And time, it heals
like the wine ♪
♪ I'll go and fill
my cup and then ♪
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
Mom?
Mommy!
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
What happened?!
I'm sorry.
No.
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
What happened?!
Mommy, no.
Mom! No! ♪ Tear it
from my heart ♪
Mom.
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
Wes?
♪ Heart again ♪
I'm gonna come in
now, all right?
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
♪ Heart again ♪
Wes?
[Woman]: 911. What's
your emergency?
Something bad happened.
♪ Tear it from my heart ♪
♪ The ventricles
you pulled apart ♪
You don't have to hide from me.
♪ Simply to see where
the blood would flow ♪
♪ And you hold the pieces
of my beating heart ♪
♪ As I open my arms
to the depths below ♪
Now is not a good time.
- I don't care.
Eve.
Wes is here.
What?
I just came home from a date,
and he was waiting in my lobby.
He found my name on his
mother's immigration documents,
and he wants to know
how I know her.
Call 911.
What?
There's someone in
Wes' apartment!
Aah!
♪ Tear it from my heart again ♪