How to Get Away with Murder (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 5 - I Love Her - full transcript

Previously on "How To Get
Away With Murder"...

Shh. It's just sex.

Trent Stockton died under
mysterious circumstances.

I know how to get into Tegan's accounts.

I have an I.T. emergency.

Start with
Virginia's past clients.

See if there's other
cases she neglected.

If you say anything to anyone,
this is all gonna fall apart.

- You got to drop this.
- I'm doing my job.

No, you're back on the crack,
and it's called Annalise.

Meet Bonnie.



- What the hell is this?
- Bonnie's childhood.

- It's gonna be fun.
- And that man is her father.

The patient is a trigger for me.

My new patient just arrived.

- Julie?
- Yes.

- Where's the witness?
- Over there.

Thank you for seeing me.

Come.

Here.

Thank you.

This is about Mae?

I am pathetic.

I know.

You've been my patient a month now.



That is not a word that I
would use to describe you.

I saw her tonight.

You went to her?

No.

She reached out to you?

She didn't have a choice.

Julie...?

I wasn't honest with you.

I didn't come here to get better.

I came here to hurt her.

Councilman, how do you feel about
facing your accuser today?

Please. Councilman Lindgren
is not doing interviews today.

- Why isn't your wife with you?
- Let us through.

Councilman, have you spoken to your wife

- about these rape charges?
- My client is the real victim here.

Care to comment on
being labeled a pedophile?

- I said no interviews for my client.
- Did you know she was underage?

And why isn't your wife with you?

- Hold up.
- Are you scared that more

accusers will come forward?

My client is the defendant.

- Is... Is there a problem?
- Witness coming through.

My apologies. He was
supposed to arrive after us.

It's okay.

Any comment on your
falling poll numbers?

- Family?
- Were drugs involved?

Are you afraid the D.A. will
press for the maximum sentence?

There's no way that Annalise
is living at the Easton Hotel.

The place is, like, 2 stars.

That's the address Caplan
& Gold has for her,

and, honestly, I'd rather
stay in a 2star hotel

than this mess we're
currently living in.

Honk, honk! Your chariot awaits.

What is taking so long?!

Oliver! Tegan will dismember
me if we're late!

I'm sorry. I can't find my shoe!

This whole place smells
like one big shoe.

That's just my balls.

Do you do anything other than
play on your phone all day?

I'm not playing. I'm on Humpr.

- Turn that off.
- What?

Oli and I have a little bet
going about our new neighbor.

I'm trying
to find out if he's gay.

I'd rather you find a job.

I'm sorry. That was bitchy.
II didn't mean that.

He did.

- Shoe!
- Finally. Let's go.

- Oliver!
- Sorry!

What the hell?

Bonnie needs me.

Tell her to come home. She
can talk to you here.

So, can we finally acknowledge
that I'm just your gigolo?

Did I ever give you the
impression that you weren't?

Nice.

I'll text you later.

The Sixth Amendment gives you
the Constitutional right

to adequate representation.

You were denied that right.

I had a public defender.

Virginia Cross. I know.

Did she win your case?

Obviously not. I wouldn't be
rotting in here if she had.

Ms. Cross didn't have
the resources to hire

a bloodspatter expert
to refute your charges.

If you had a proper defense,

then your attorney would've
done a full investigation,

hired a P.I., done a jury analysis.

So you're saying that
lady bungled my case?

Public defenders are
doing the best they can,

but the Governor cut their budget

so Ms. Cross couldn't afford to
look for other eyewitnesses.

What are you saying?

I'll get a new trial if I
join this class action?

Or get me an appeal?

If we win, every case in the
lawsuit will be retried.

But it's about something
bigger than that.

We're gonna force the Governor
to hire more public defenders

for you and for future defendants.

It's about taking on
the system as a whole.

Sorry. I got mouths to feed.

So can you win me some money?

You may be entitled to damages.

It's also possible to clear your name,

win back your freedom,

maybe even get home in time for
your daughter's graduation.

All you have to do is sign this.

Sign this. Sign this.

Listen. This is an opportunity

to break the cycle of discrimination.

Think about all the innocent
people you'll be saving.

What do you say?

I'm in.

Let's do this.

Hell yes.

Only 16 more to go.

Councilman, how do you feel
about facing your accuser?

Have you spoken to your
children about these rape charges?

Miss Winterbottom, how old were you

when you first met Councilman Lindgren?

14. It's when my father was
a janitor at City Hall.

My father would take me to work
with him after school sometimes.

His office was in the basement.

My father would leave the room,

and Mr. Lindgren would come in.

He'd tell me to lie on the couch,

and then he would rape me.

Miss Winterbottom, where
is your father now?

Federal prison.

Objection. Prejudice
outweighs probative value.

Sustained.

And when did the abuse
with the Councilman finally end?

When I was 15.

Why?

I got pregnant.

Do you know who the
father of the child was?

No.

I was being raped by
several men at the time...

Councilman Lindgren, my father,

several other men who
have since gone to jail.

Miss Winterbottom, what
happened to the child?

I don't know.

I passed out during labor,

and when I woke up, my father
told me the baby was dead.

What does that mean?

That you came here to hurt her?

Julie, you understand
it's my duty to report

if you're a danger to
yourself or to others.

I didn't do anything to her.
That's not what I meant.

What was it that happened
between you two tonight?

- It doesn't matter.
- Of course it does.

Come on. Talk to me.

Maybe I just made it all up...

that we were the same.

We were both abused.
We both lost babies.

But maybe that's what
screwed us up, too.

'Cause she wanted a child,

and I wanted to be what she wanted.

That what you tried to be for her?

Not her girlfriend or her
partner, but her child?

No, that wasn't just what
our relationship was about.

What was it about, then?

Her guilt.

You were so great in there.

You should be really proud of yourself.

Little Missy just took a
giant dump on our case.

Lucky for me, I know
who can clean it up.

I'm not interested in being
your Christopher Darden.

The jury is not gonna be down

with an old white guy
tearing that girl apart.

What does you being white
have to do with any of it?

Nothing. But I do have a penis.

So...

Come on. You're my shark.

Or at least that's what I'll
tell the rest of the partners

at the board meeting.

I'm gonna cut off that penis

if my name is not on that
door this time next month.

See? I knew you had no morals.

It's 8:00.

Do we have to?

Hey, I'm still willing to
try the oldfashioned way.

Just make it quick.

Why are we doing this?

You're asking me that now?

There are kids out there we could adopt.

They might even like us.

Our own kid's not gonna like us?

Did you always like your parents?

You can tell him no.

So I can be the weakass woman

who can't handle crossing a rape victim.

Hey. Can you do this?

Of course you can. But
at what cost to you?

You know, not everything's...

is about what he did to me.

I know.

And these tears are the stupid hormones

and not about this case.

I wasn't being paranoid.

More than 20 of Virginia
Cross' old clients

now list their attorney
status as "pending."

Virginia was fired. Of course
they needed new lawyers.

But I called the Public
Defenders' office,

and none of them are represented
by people in that office.

It's Annalise.

Which is why I need you
to go to the prison

and find out if she's met
with any of these inmates.

- You go.
- I did.

They told me that she was never there.

- Then that's your answer.
- They're lying to me.

They won't lie to you.

I'll ask another investigator
if you're too busy.

I'll go.

But you got to start asking yourself

what this is really about.

Being all single white
female ain't cute.

I don't care about being cute.

- Ms. Pratt?
- Is this about the brief?

I used the sansserif
font like you said.

Sit!

No. Actually, stand.
That'll make it easier...

to try these on.

You're an 8 1/2.

Tegan. I can't.

You've been doing great work.
You deserve a reward.

Keep it up, you'll be
getting an offer here

and buying your own closet
full of these in no time.

My God.

Try them on!

So, Oli, we still on for
Catan and Quiznos for lunch?

As long as you keep shipping three
sheep for a brick, hell yeah.

You're never gonna let
me live that down.

Oliver, can I see you for a minute?

I'll pick you up at your desk.

Yeah.

Are those Louboutins?

Tegan is a goddess,
and you're a traitor.

What? Simon's not that bad.

Defend him, and we're no longer friends.

Where are we at on youknowwhat?

I told you, only a partner
can get into Antares' files,

so unless you want me to break
in to Tegan's computer...

- But there has to be another way.
- There isn't.

And do we really want to do this?

I love it here. There's free
snacks and heated toilet seats.

So you're choosing a toilet seat

over Wes and Laurel and the baby?

I'm choosing a heated toilet seat,

and you're choosing $1,000 heels, so...

No.

I'm choosing justice for our friend.
And so are you.

Tegan's leaving at 7:30 for a dinner.
Meet me here.

You're not in the visitor logs.

How'd you get in here?

You bribe the guard?

No one can know what I'm doing
until I file with the court.

Too late. Bonnie's on your tail.

What is it?

I know someone for your case.

Who?

No.

I'm not getting them involved

if you keep going about
this the wrong way.

I'm doing what I need
to get clients, Nate.

You're sneaking around,
paying off guards.

What if you get caught, disbarred?

You would've gotten all these
people's hopes up for nothing.

I just need a few more signatures.

Get 'em the right way.

You're better than this, Annalise.

Hey. Talked to a few guards.

None have seen Annalise around the jail.

And did you check the visitors logs?

Look, I'm the last one to defend her,

but if she's doing what
you think she's doing,

helping people out... That's
not what she's doing.

Well, go talk to her.
Ask her to her face.

So sorry I'm late.

- Is everything okay?
- It's fine.

Just start entering these
into the spreadsheet.

More Virginia Cross clients?

- Apparently.
- Just get to work.

All right. Let me carry it.

No. Pregnant women all around the world

work in factories and
fields up until labor.

I can carry a box.

Miss Winterbottom,
you stated that you were 14

when Councilman Lindgren raped you,

but you only came forward
a few years ago.

- Why wait so long?
- That's when I saw him on the news.

I heard his voice, and it was instant...

this chill went down my spine.

So you had no memory of him
until this news report?

I've been raped by dozens
and dozens of men.

I don't spend my time trying
to remember their faces.

Miss Winterbottom, are you aware

that there's evidence that
experiences of trauma,

such as a father molesting a daughter,

can contribute to memory distortion?

Objection. Calls for expert opinion.

Sustained.

Have you ever heard of
false memory syndrome?

- Objection. Immaterial.
- Sustained.

- Is she trying to tank this?
- Quiet.

Why didn't you tell anyone
about the Councilman's

alleged abuse when it was happening?

I was only 14.

Old enough to speak your mind.

Not old enough to stand up to my father,

a man who said he would
kill me and my sister

and get rid of our bodies
in the furnace of City Hall

if I said anything.

Would you have told anyone?

Are you trying to tank this?!

I have to go slow
so I don't alienate the jury.

I stuck my neck out for
you with the firm.

So get in there...

and go for blood.

Otherwise you don't have a job anymore,

let alone your name on the door.

Tell me about a
good memory with Mae.

Why would you ask me that?

To remind you those years
with Mae weren't all bad.

Of course they weren't.

But you're beating yourself up

for connecting with her
in the first place.

You understand why she
behaves the way she does.

Ilt's what bonded you, right?

How is this supposed
to help me right now?

You came to therapy

to get over Mae, not to hurt her.

- That's not true.
- I think it is.

I think you are a much more
emotionally aware person

than you give yourself credit for.

Considering what I've been through.

- No.
- Okay, then stop getting me

to revisit the good
times I had with her.

That's not helpful to me, just
like it wouldn't be helpful

for me to remember the
good times with my father.

Well, those are very
different relationships.

They're both abusive.

And that's the only reason
I let her into my life.

I was so desperate for
someone who wouldn't rape me

that I took what I could
get, and that's not love.

That's trauma.

And that is what you should
be telling me right now.

That I am right to hate her,

that I am right to want to hurt her.

You're justified in feeling betrayed.

- I'm with you on that.
- Then stop this, please.

I can't take anyone
else being on her side.

Miss Keating.

Do you need another recess?

No, Your Honor. No. I'm ready.

Miss Winterbottom, have you ever heard

of a medical condition called
a hysterical pregnancy?

I didn't lie about my baby.

I understand that.

But not even you ever saw that baby.

So isn't it possible
that it never existed?

Objection. Asked and answered.

Sustained.

I understand...

that you believe that you were pregnant.

But that was many, many years ago.

And now all of a sudden,

you're having these memories of this man

that looks like a lot of
other white men out there.

So isn't it possible that he
wasn't the one who raped you?

- It was him.
- I know you believe that,

and I know awful things happened to you,

but this is a court of
law, and we need proof.

- So, what's the proof?
- I remember him doing it to me.

You think you have memories of that.

And I know that there's a lot
of pressure on you to say that,

but it's okay to admit that you
don't remember things exactly.

Objection. Invites
inadmissible speculation.

Confrontation clause
allows me to impeach

the credibility of the witness.

Overruled.

Is it possible, Miss Winterbottom,

that you're confusing the Councilman

with one of dozens of other men

who raped you in that room?

- No.
- But how do you know?

- I just do.
- How?

You remember what you had
for lunch last Tuesday,

- what color shirt you wore?
- That's not the same thing.

Exactly right. Because
that was last week.

And this, your recovered
memory of this man's face...

that's from nearly 10 years ago.

Objection! Counsel is
testifying for the witness.

- Overruled.
- Is it possible

you could be wrong about the Councilman?

- No.
- So you have no doubt?

None whatsoever?

It's okay if you do. I didn't say that.

But you hesitated, and that's okay.

Because you need to be 100% certain.

The Councilman is a father.
He has a family.

Their lives will be destroyed

based on something you
think he might've done,

so I'm asking you once again...

is there any doubt whatsoever

that it was him who did all of
these terrible things to you?

I'm telling you...

Annalise Keating hasn't
been here in over a month.

You want to see what I
had for lunch, too?

Hell no.

Say something else about my boy.

Sexually abused by their own mother.

- Shut up!
- Guard!

Look. Let's not even waste time.
The answer's no.

Jasmine's dead, Claudia.

She OD'd.

So?

So I just... I can't forget about it.

The system broke her the
way it always does,

but you can help change that.

- How?
- Sign on to my classaction suit.

I'm gonna sue the governor
so you and the other girls

can get the fair representation

you should've been given
in the first place.

Bitch, we still hate you.

Then do it for your boys.

They want you home, right?

- Our boys are fine.
- For now.

But you know how it is
being a black boy...

wrong place, wrong time,

and then you're behind bars
for crap you didn't do,

and that's if their asses don't
get shot up by the police

for just walking down the street.

You want them to have the
lawyer that you did?

Someone who doesn't have the time
or the energy to defend them?

And you think you can fix all that?

I want to try.

But I need your help.

Best. Housewife. Ever.

Can you give me pointers

on how to be a soulless monster
who lies to their boyfriend?

It's for their own protection.

You mean protection from
how stupid this idea is?

Incoming.

Is there anything else I
can do for you tonight?

Yes. Get out of here and
put those shoes to work.

You know it.

Last chance to bail.

Shut up. Let's do this.

This is Michaela Pratt.

A text or email is
preferred to voicemail.

- Did you just get a sext?
- No.

Yeah, you did. You're blushing.

Come on. Who's the chickadee
that wants Frankie Dee?

Shut up and grade my LSAT.

You know, if we're being, open...

- We're not.
- Actually, I've been going through

a bit of a sexercise drought myself.

Michaela finally come to
her senses and ditch you?

Ha ha ha.

No. She's just, working
late all the time.

It's her internship.

With rich, successful lawyer guys?

Stop. She's not the cheating type.

Says who?

- How bad I screw up?
- You got a 140.

- You did great.
- That sucks.

I'm a frickin' moron.

It's... It's this analytical reasoning.

"If this, then that"...
who the hell even cares?

Dude, you got this. You're
psyching yourself out.

I'm in.

Boy. There's like a
million files in here.

- Search "Trent Stockton."
- Who?

The guy that worked for
Antares and got killed.

Right, just like we're gonna be.

It's a ceaseanddesist letter.

Secondary verification. This
could go to Tegan's phone.

Um, close out, close out.

- I'm trying!
- Wait, wait, wait!

- What?
- We need a picture.

- Hurry.
- Okay, okay, okay! Wait.

Okay, go ahead. Get out, get out!

My God. I think I
just peed a little.

What's the haps, nerds?

Tegan asked me to draft a
confidentiality agreement for her.

You know, just one of the perks

of being the Hell Bowl champion.

Simon, you up for Cocktails
and Catan across the street?

Girl, that's such a good idea,
I can hardly Catan myself.

Okay.

You know what I see right now?

I see you suffering the same pain

that you caused Mae tonight.

That's how deep your
understanding of her is.

You feel her pain as your pain,

her suffering as your suffering.

That's love.

And until you admit that,

you're not gonna be able to move
past the anger and obsession

and need to hurt that
you can't stop feeling.

It's just easier to hate her.

Annie?

Hi.

Hey.

What's wrong?

I won the case.

The doctors said no drinking
during the injections.

- They always say that.
- Yeah, well, they're professional,

and we're spending 20 grand
for the hormones, so...

That my job paid for.

Well, did.

I quit.

Well, that's reason to celebrate.

I'm proud of ya.

I destroyed her.

I was a coward.

Sam?

Yeah.

I want us to help her.

Frank.

Hey, girl, hey.

Here.

- No booze?
- You've had enough.

That's boring.

What are you doing here?

Well, I wanted to see
your little hideout.

Are you satisfied?

Sure, if you tell me what this is.

Work. Heard you dropped out. Why?

Because of you.

My life would still be normal

if you hadn't picked me for
your stupid Keating 5.

I'd be on Law Review,
interning at some fancy firm,

banging all the straight guys there.

You know, you've grown a lot since then.

No, I haven't.

I almost just slept with
some guy off Humpr.

It's why I finally left
my apartment today.

For sex.

See...

he's wondering where I am right now.

You didn't go to him, though.

We did so many bad things.

You can't think about that.

But it's all burnt in my brain.

You know?

Sam's bloody head.

And Wes in the basement.

You know, I'm actually jealous of him

'cause at least he doesn't have
to live with any of this anymore.

I'm not like you. I can't just...
move on.

You're a lot stronger
than you think, Connor.

I just told you I wanted to die.

How is that strong?

Because you came here instead.

I already sent you the photo.

The popup is
blocking the whole thing.

You have to go back in.

No. Tegan could get in trouble.

- Michaela!
- Listen.

She is everything Annalise isn't,

and I'm not gonna throw that away.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

What took you so long?

I know you have your LSAT tomorrow.

- I'll make it quick.
- I can't do this here, Laurel.

Well, I can't do it at Bonnie's anymore.

She's been really nice
lately, and I feel horrible.

So do I.

So...

What? You just came all
the way here to say that?

No more sex?

A text would've been fine.

Are you sure the baby's not mine?

- Tell me nothing happened.
- Of course nothing happened!

It's not yours.

Are you sure?

Get out.

I want to take care of you
and the baby no matter what.

It's why I'm taking the LSAT.

That night is the biggest
regret of my life!

I feel sick that I did
that, that I lied to him,

so don't ever say those
words out loud again!

Get the hell out!

Get the hell out, Frank!

You know what I want?

You know, just for somebody

to tell me what to do.

And don't say "feel my feelings,"

because every therapist I've
ever had has said that to me,

and it's the dumbest
thing I've ever heard.

I just want to feel better.

Okay.

I want you to say you love Mae.

It is the first step to moving on.

Admitting that... that,
even with all her flaws...

you still love her.

You think you can say that?

I don't know if I'll mean it.

Say it. See how it feels.

I love her.

Try it again.

Come on.

I love her.

Keep going.

I love her.

I love her.

I love her.

I love her.

Miss Winterbottom.

Get away from me.

Just hear me out.

When you were little, did
you dream of one day

- defending pedophiles?
- You're right.

You know, people don't come
forward because of what you did.

It's a really disgusting
way to earn money.

I quit my job.

It was despicable what I did to you.

And as sorry as I am, I didn't
come here to apologize.

Then why are you here?

I just started teaching at a law school,

one of the best in the country,
but I've never had a student

with half the strength that you
showed me up on that stand.

And you've spent years in
and out of the courtrooms.

You know what it's like
dealing with lawyers.

I think you can be one.

I'm a waitress.

So?

You could leave this life.

I did at your age, and look at me.

You can do this. I'll help you.

Hello?

You have a collect call

from an inmate at
Philadelphia County Prison.

To accept this call, press 1.

It's Claudia. We in.

Me, Gigi, Luna, a whole bunch of us.

How many?

Around 15.

So if you mess this up,

a whole bunch of wackass
sisters is comin' for you.

Ooh!

You have a collect call

from an inmate at
Philadelphia County Prison.

To accept this call, press 1.

Ms. Keating, it's Evelyn Park.

I can't sign on with
your lawsuit anymore.

- Why?
- Honestly?

The D.A. lady offered me a better deal.

I'm telling you...

Annalise Keating hasn't
been here in over a month.

You want to see what I
had for lunch, too?

I would like to see what's
on those security cameras.

Because you're suing
the Governor, this all

but guarantees you could be
jeopardizing your parole.

Did she tell you she almost
got disbarred for alcoholism?

Manuel, I fought to get my license back,

and I'll fight for you, too.

She's not doing this for you.

She's doing it to salvage
her failing career.

I have nothing personal to gain, Mr.
Morris.

How does two years sound?

I'll get you work release.

Early parole.

I was trying to do something good.

This wasn't about me and you.

Everything you ever do is for yourself.

That's not why I helped you.

You helped me because of your guilt.

No... Bonnie.

I helped you...

because I saw you...

that we were the same.

We're not the same.

And that's what you've never understood.

You made me into you.

Or you tried.

And so you brought home

the sad, trashy, abused girl

and dressed her up like you.

Until you realized that she
would never be who you wanted,

so you just threw her
out into the streets

like she was just another intern...

like everything she'd ever done for you

meant nothing, because she's nothing.

You don't need me. You don't.

And maybe you never did.

You're wrong.

I never saw you as nothing.

You were never trash in my eyes.

And now look at what you've done.

Look at what you've done!

You could leave this life.
And I'll help you.

He is not a good man, Annalise.

You're fired.

No.

You don't know how to love anyone.

And you're not hanging from a bedsheet

behind some metal bars,

then you tell
me that I don't love you.

Don't leave me.

Annalise.

No. You don't have to do this.

I never saw you as nothing. You
were never trash in my eyes.

I love her.

I love her.

I love her.

How does it feel to say that?

It hurts.

Why?

'Cause I miss her.

I miss the house.

You found it.

Hi, Bonnie. I'm Sam.

It's so nice to finally meet you.

Nice to meet you, too.

I miss our family.

She made me feel safe.

Even when I hated her.

It's gonna be even harder now
that they know what I'm doing.

And you're telling me because...?

I need help.

And you need to get off
your ass and do something.

I didn't have anyone until her.

Then she just threw it away.

Look at the date. Right there.

C&G sent a ceaseanddesist
letter to Trent Stockton

a week before he died.

He was gonna blow the
whistle on Antares,

so my father killed him.

For sticking his nose
where it didn't belong.

My God. What if someone thinks

that Tegan's the one that
accessed that letter?

- She could get fired!
- Fired?

- WWe could get killed here.
- You're overreacting.

- No, I'm reacting like a sane person.
- You...

Shh! Asher's calling. Shut up.

- Hey, baby.
- Hey.

Frankie was too tired to
get drinks after his LSAT.

- You want to meet for dinner?
- I'm still at the office.

Tegan has a huge
presentation tomorrow.

Well, I love that you're
working so hard, boo.

Thanks, baby. Bye.

And part of me wants to believe her,

that she wants to finally change,

that that's what the
class action was about.

But why can't she do that with me?

II know how to help her.

It's what I needed to
file a classaction suit.

And we both were abused.

You don't call people out
for being sexually abused.

I wasn't honest with you.
I came here to hurt her.

We make a great team.

I know when to give her space, and...

Stop talking.

Mae...

is Annalise Keating?

No.

Stop lying.

I love her, like you said.

I can't tell you what a
help you've been to me.

You need a lot more than my help.

You're the one she fired.

Bonnie. That... That's you.

- Where's the suspect?
- Jail.