How to Get Away with Murder (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 8 - Live. Live. Live. - full transcript
Annalise is confronted with disturbing news involving one of Isaac's patients. Meanwhile, the investigation into Wes' murder comes to a head, and details of the whereabouts of Laurel's baby are revealed.
Previously on
"How To Get Away With Murder"...
Antares going public is the reason
my father killed Wes.
So no more wavering.
We have to get those files
and leak them before
they go public.
I need you to plan
an office party for Friday.
I'll give a speech,
and let those man-children
know this boss-bitch don't play.
We have to use Tegan's card
to get into the server room.
- I said no!
- We just say someone else stole it.
- Who?
- Simon.
You got hit by a random virus.
It's not your fault.
This could get me deported.
What?
You went to him for therapy,
didn't you?
Please.
Don't tell Annalise.
Am I triggering you?
Who told you that? Tell me.
Was it Bonnie?
It's your ex-wife.
I am so happy.
And I don't want
to wait anymore.
Marry me.
I'm sorry.
I've been lying to you.
- What?
- We know who killed Wes.
♪♪
Tell me where the baby is!
Start CPR!
Hey, we're not supposed to be
using our phones.
The party.
Th-The party part.
Why?
What?
Pardon me. Sorry.
Sorry, look out, sorry.
On your left.
Sor...
Oliver!
I found her.
This is my wife, Mariah.
Oh, Laz has told me so much
about you...
So sorry...
bathroom emergency!
♪♪
Nothing's wrong yet,
so don't worry.
They're gonna be mad.
They're always mad, so...
It'll be fine.
♪♪
We've got a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
- Oh, my God.
- Oliver.
Oh, my God!
♪♪
- Please don't blame Laurel.
- Of course I blame her.
It was my decision
to keep this from you.
Yeah,
because she bullied you.
No, that's not true!
Please, just...
Think twice before you say
anything you'll regret.
- Give me the ring back.
- What?
I offered it to you when
I thought we were in a good place.
No longer applies.
♪♪
Laurel, open up!
♪♪
Connor, just let us explain.
You told them we were coming?
♪♪
What are you gonna do?
You gonna tie me up like
we did Rebecca?
♪♪
Let's hope
it doesn't get to that.
*HOW TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER*
Season 04 Episode 08
Title: "Live. Live. Live."
♪♪
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This is a dump.
♪♪
- I have to tell you something.
- Go home.
It involves Isaac.
I know, Bonnie.
What is it about me getting
better that you can't handle?
Are you afraid that I'll finally
stop needing you? Is that it?
All I want is for you
to stop needing me.
Then stay the hell away
from my patients!
It was a moment of
weakness.
I was hurt,
and I wanted you to hurt.
Did it work?
Are you happier now that
you've thrown yourself
at another man in my life?
Did you even
think about Annalise?
About how this could jeopardize
my patient's sobriety?!
What about your sobriety?
You know, I haven't thought
about using until this moment.
It wasn't about Annalise
or thinking about what
happened with Stella
that brought me low.
But you, doing this...
I'm doing everything in my
power to keep you alive.
It was me.
I told the Attorney General
to put Isaac on the stand.
Oh, stop.
It's what got your case certified.
- I did that for you...
- I said stop!
I can't do this anymore.
I can't keep forgiving you
for all the horrible,
sick things that you do.
And the only reason
I did it before
was because I knew
you'd survived hell,
like me, but no more.
It's not that I'm like you.
It's that I love you.
Are you still in love with me,
is that it?
You and I have
both moved on, Isaac.
There is not a part of me
that doesn't understand that.
You saw me
in an intimate relationship
with a powerful, attractive woman,
- and you couldn't handle it.
- Do not insult me!
The fact that
you're the one bringing up
how close
you got to Annalise
speaks way more about you
than it does about me.
Isaac helped me see it,
that all of this,
every insane thing
that we do to each other,
it's a form of love.
Stop saying that word,
Bonnie!
This is me
knowing what I want.
And I know that I love you
and that I need you,
and maybe you can love me, too,
and that's okay.
It's all okay.
Get in the elevator
and don't come back.
You're gonna need me again.
I'm scared of you.
Get out
before I call 911.
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Of course I'm telling Annalise.
Annalise is in a good place.
Distracting her with this is no way
to protect the person
who's saved your ass
- time and time again.
- I'm trying to protect all of you.
That's not your responsibility.
Apparently it is
when you can't see
that you're putting your
unborn child's life at risk.
- Laurel's not even going to the party.
- Well, what about Simon?
Wes's mother was an immigrant.
You really think he'd be okay
with you now framing one?
Actually, this could help him
get his visa.
What?
Technically, we're framing him
as a whistleblower,
which could help him get his S-5 visa.
He'd just need to make a deal
with the Attorney General.
You have no idea what
you're talking about right now!
All right, let's just breathe.
You're pissed off, understandably.
Yeah, and you're the person
that I'm the most pissed off at
in this room right now!
This is why Annalise hates you.
You never grow up, you never learn.
All you are is this little boy
that'll do anything to make
Mommy happy.
The only difference now
is Mommy's Laurel
instead of Annalise!
- Oh, my God! Get off!
- What are you doing?!
- Let go!
- Oh, my God!
- Get off!
- Let go! Get off him!
Frank, let go!
- Oh, my God!
- Let go of him!
My God.
I am sorry
that we didn't tell you, Connor.
I just want us all to be safe.
Why is that so hard to understand?
None of us are safe, Connor!
Do you not remember
what Wes' body looked like
in that basement
when you cracked his ribs
when you were trying to
give him CPR?!
Yeah, my father did that to him!
And then you lied to us
for all these months.
You told me
you hated yourself so much
that you would want to do
anything to make it up to me.
Well, now's your chance.
You don't have to help.
You just have to do nothing.
Please...
Who is it?
Annalise.
I left her a message
on the way here.
- Give me the phone.
- Don't do it, Walshy.
- Just think about what you're doing.
- Please do not pick up.
Hey.
What do you need?
♪♪
I can hear you breathing, Connor.
Sorry, uh...
Do you need me to do any work on
the class-action this weekend?
No, let's take the weekend off.
We deserve it.
I mean it.
No calls or texts
unless it's a disaster.
Okay.
♪♪
- Thank you so much.
- Don't.
The minute something goes wrong,
I'm calling her.
Nothing's gonna go wrong.
Well, I'll know if it does
because I'm gonna go to
the party now.
Connor...
No, no, no,
Asher's Michaela's plus one,
and I'm gonna be his.
I'm serious.
If anything feels off,
I'm pulling the plug.
♪♪ Orchestral music plays...
♪♪
Those pours are weak.
We want people drunk.
Fill them to the brim.
T-Bird, incoming.
♪♪
Look who brought
a plus one.
He bullied me into
bringing him.
Only so I could properly
celebrate the woman of the hour.
I hear this deal was all you.
You've trained him well.
And your girlfriend's an all-star
- for pulling this off last-minute.
- I know.
Is there anything
she can't do?
Now I just need
to get this speech over with
so I can ditch these nerves
and actually have some fun.
I can hold your clutch
while you mingle.
This is a McQueen.
Only I hold it.
Oh, really? It kind of clashes
with the dress a little.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding!
Totally!
I'm a jerk like that
sometimes.
All right, time to let
the board kiss my ass for once.
Excuse me.
Donald.
- Obvious much?
- It's not like your plan worked.
She didn't get it.
Good,
let's call this whole thing off.
- Connor, please.
- Are you about to scold me?
Because the guy
who's been lying for weeks
doesn't get to complain right now.
- You lied to me, too.
- How so?
Your dad said
we weren't right for each other,
and you never told me.
I was protecting
your feelings.
I was doing the exact
same thing for you.
- Oliver's right.
- What?
Whatever you two are
fighting about,
I side with Oliver.
Uh, okay,
we weren't fighting.
Where's your date, Simon?
Your mom was busy.
Hey, what's it feel like to be
around so many successful people
knowing that you'll never be
one of them?
Trust me, I wouldn't want
to be in your shoes right now.
Okay, this is a work function,
so why don't we try acting
like adults.
Adults have jobs.
♪♪
So much for empathizing
with the DACA kid.
I'm not the bad guy here tonight.
♪♪
♪♪ Woodkid's "Iron" plays...
♪♪
♪ Deep in the ocean,
dead and cast away ♪
♪ Where innocence is
burned in flames ♪
♪ A million miles from home,
I'm walking ahead ♪
♪ I'm frozen to the bones ♪
♪ I am a soldier on my own,
I don't know the way ♪
♪ I'm riding at the heights of shame ♪
♪ I'm waiting for the call,
the hand on the chest ♪
♪ I'm ready for the fight and fate ♪
♪♪
Isaac helped me see it,
that all of this,
every insane thing that
we do to each other,
it's a form of love.
♪♪
You lost a child.
That pain alone is enough
to level a parent.
♪♪
You can't see
that you're endangering
your unborn child's life!
You are putting
everyone's life in danger...
your baby, Oliver, Michaela.
♪♪
I think
Isaac is using again.
And I'm triggering it.
That's what you're saying.
You two were a perfect storm.
- Well, Wes is already dead!
- And whose fault is that?!
We're supposed to be
getting our lives back together.
You can survive this.
I'm afraid Isaac won't.
I just want us all to be safe.
Why is that so hard to understand?
Finally.
Hello?
♪♪
What are you talking about?
You're gonna have
a relapse, Annalise.
If you walk out of here,
you're gonna drink.
♪ I'm frozen to the bones ♪
♪ I am a million mile from home ♪
♪ I'm walking away ♪
♪ I can't remind your eyes,
your face ♪
♪♪
Hey.
I could really use
one of our AA meetings.
♪♪
I-I don't know what to say.
There is no apology to make up for
putting you in this situation.
Jacqueline put me
in this situation.
We both did.
And... And that has, uh...
I understand if you want to report me.
I'm not telling them.
And you don't need to make
that decision
- right now.
- You would lose your license.
And if anyone understands
how terrifying that would be,
it's me.
And before you thank me,
know I'm being selfish.
♪♪
I want to keep seeing you.
♪♪
Hey, Oli.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Just, um...
Look, I wanted to apologize
for being a jerk about Connor.
Oh, it's... it's... it's fine.
No, it's not, because...
if I'm being honest,
I don't even really hate the guy.
It's just that I'm jealous.
What?
He's a privileged, boarding-school
gay who has everything,
including things he doesn't deserve.
Like you.
Ha-Have you been drinking?
I'm finally telling you
how I really feel.
Please don't think
it's because I'm drunk.
So, you're gay?
I don't know.
Maybe.
All I know is
that I really like you, Oliver.
We can't do this.
'Cause he's a closet case?
'Cause he's a closet case, DACA kid
who's clearly in need right now.
There's the guy
I fell in love with.
Maybe Oli's right.
I mean, how can we claim
not to be terrible people
when we're thinking
about doing something like this?
Okay. Do none of you remember
that Simon is the one
who put up killer posters
of Annalise all over campus
and that he has
consistently emotionally
and verbally taunted all of us,
including me,
every single day at this office?
- Coming from a place of insecurity.
- We're all insecure.
And we're not quitting.
So if you just came here
to talk us out of this,
then you can leave.
- Who's leaving?
- What are you doing here?
- You're not supposed to be here.
- Here we go.
I had a feeling
you all might try to bail.
No one's bailing.
Good.
'Cause Wes never bailed on us.
♪♪
Can't be your therapist,
Annalise.
Why not?
Is it what I said about Sam,
about not wanting that
to happen again?
- Annalise...
- I was lying.
I just said that so
you'd let me go.
It's not just that.
So what Jacqueline said was right...
- I trigger you.
- No.
Your daughter killed herself,
so you're afraid of losing
a patient the same way.
No, the fact that you know any of this
is exactly the reason
- why we can't see each other.
- I disagree.
Well, you need to trust
my medical opinion here.
Well, then who else
is gonna be able to help me?
Tell me! Who?!
♪♪
I'm a drunk.
You're an addict.
We've both lost people
that we love.
Please...
I need help.
And coming here, you...
♪♪
You help me.
♪♪
♪♪
Sorry.
Ugh!
♪♪
I told you not to call me.
Unless it was a disaster.
And this is.
Are you alone?
What is it?
Laurel's father killed Wes,
and everyone's at Caplan & Gold
trying to bankrupt his company.
Refill?
I'm good.
Lightweight.
Frank's avoiding me.
Really?
Do you really think
I'd be showing up here
if I had other friends
I could be drinking with?
So I'm your sloppy seconds?
Basically.
And he doesn't know about Isaac.
I'd tell him...
but he'd just make fun of me.
You told Annalise.
That's what matters.
You mean, you told her.
What?
Please don't lie to me right now.
Okay.
One, I promise you,
I didn't say a word to Annalise
about this.
And, two...
don't accuse the one friend
you have right now of lying.
Not cool.
Nate?
How did you get over her?
I'll tell you when I do.
♪♪
I'm gonna order us pizza.
I don't want you
throwing up on my couch.
♪♪
We broke out the good
champagne tonight
to celebrate Antares
officially going public.
And there's truly
no one else in this firm...
- Can I be honest?
- Always.
No male partner
would ever give a speech
holding their purse.
The woman I'm about to introduce.
She has shepherded the
Antares IPO from the beginning.
Without further ado,
- the woman of the hour...
- Lose it, and I'm coming after you.
Tegan Price.
Thank you all for coming,
and thank you, Donald,
for that introduction.
Tegan's speech is all over in five
minutes. Be back before then,
or she'll notice her card is missing.
We better get in sync, then.
On what will prove to be...
Bye bye bye
♪♪
Where's Connor?
Who cares? Give it here.
We have 4 minutes and 18 seconds.
The hell, Oliver?
You said this would work.
Okay, first, slow your roll.
Then slow your swipe.
Make me proud, O-town.
You know, when I first started at C&G,
I thought, "I am so lucky
to work at one of
the top law firms in the world."
But it didn't take me long to realize
that it's our clients who are lucky.
All right.
Time to get my nerd on.
Come at me, firewall.
Because they get to work
with amazing people like
you. Thank you.
What are you so worried about?
Excuse me?
You're doing that fake-ass
smile you plaster on
when you're nervous.
- I don't do that.
- Yeah, you do.
You do it when you get
called on in class,
you do it
when you're taking exams...
Or when I want to cut a bitch but can't
'cause I'm at a work function.
Thank you.
Never has Caplan & Gold been a part
of such a massive public offering...
- Oh, no.
- What?
Antares' files are split up
over multiple servers.
I can't tell which files are on which.
- We have to download them all.
- Yeah, I know,
or else we might not download the files
that show illegal activity,
if there actually are any.
- There are.
- So you keep saying.
Can we focus? What do you need?
You're gonna have to plug
the hard drive
in and out of each server as we go.
Good thing I came after all.
♪ Just the truth and the sublime ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
♪ You need to know ♪
Antares never could've
expanded so quickly...
Come on, come on...
without our excellent
international law department,
headed by fellow boss-bitch Aria Wilson.
Thank you so much, Aria.
Screw this.
So, tonight, we celebrate Aria,
and we celebrate
each and every one of you.
♪♪
Got it. Finished. Let's go.
♪♪
- Well?
- We're good.
Give this back to Michaela.
- No.
- What?
- Why not?
- We need to plant it on Simon.
That's not the plan.
Yeah, well, it's better than the plan
now that Simon's all daydreaming
about having an Oli-gasm.
You need to pretend to kiss him
and put it in his pocket.
Okay, no.
Asher's right.
Go, Oli!
You need to get out of here.
- Which way?
- Here.
♪ We threw our past in the Atlantic ♪
It's Annalise.
And thanks to our bomb
navigation of privacy laws...
Yeah, I'm looking at you, Judson...
we've made ourselves
indispensable.
So when they cash in
on Monday, so do we.
Lazlo, have you seen Simon?
No. But hold on...
I want you to meet my wife.
Wait. She was just here.
Hey, we're not supposed to be
using our phones.
I don't care.
Where the hell are you?
The party.
Yeah, no, I know. Which part?
The party part.
Why?
I just told Annalise.
What?
I'll help you however you want.
I need you to trust me again, Laurel.
♪ Searching for purity ♪
- ♪ We put an end to all ♪
- Are you okay?
I have to go.
Annalise, we need to finish
this conversation.
Fine, it's finished.
♪ Walking on eggshells ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
- ♪ You need to know ♪
- Sorry, look out, sorry.
On your left. Sor...
Oliver!
I found her. This is my wife, Mariah.
Oh, Laz has told me
so much about you.
So sorry... bathroom emergency.
♪ You brought me home ♪
♪ 'Cause you dragged me out ♪
♪ Of a mile-deep hollow ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
Nothing's wrong yet, so don't worry.
They're gonna be mad.
They're always mad, so...
It'll be fine.
♪ Of a mile-deep hollow ♪
♪ Thank you ♪
We've got a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
- Oh, my God.
- Oliver.
Oh, my God!
♪ Thank you ♪
Oh, my God!
Pretend to kiss him,
put it in his pocket.
Okay, no.
Asher's right.
Go, Oli!
- You need to get out of here.
- Which way?
Here.
It's Annalise.
- Answer it.
- Do not answer!
What the hell is taking so long?
Server complications,
but we got it.
Thank God. Okay,
where's Oliver?
He's planting the key card on Simon.
- W-Why?
- Simon loves him!
You don't change a plan in the middle!
- Michaela, it's fine.
- No, it's not fine.
What is Oliver planting on me?
A big smooch on your
lips, 'cause you're gay!
No, you said key card.
Does this have something
to do with the party?
Hey, somebody better
start talking right now
before I go tell Tegan.
I'll pay you to keep quiet.
How much do you want?
$50,000?
$100,000?
Just name your price, Simon.
Tell me what's in that bag first.
- No.
- Okay. Well, then, let me look.
Oh, my God.
What is your problem?
She's pregnant.
Simon, no! Give it back!
- Why do you have that?
- What the hell?!
You brought a gun into a workplace?!
Are you insane?!
Simon, just hear me out...
- Hey, back the hell away from me!
- Hey!
You are pointing a gun
at pregnant lady!
I'm not gonna shoot anybody.
- So please just put it down, okay?
- Okay, well...
- Please, just... just...
- Stop coming at me...
Aah!
- Asher, no!
- What are you doing?
We can't just leave Laurel's gun here.
- No, it's not registered to me!
- It's a murder weapon!
- He shot himself!
- No one's gonna believe that!
- It's the truth!
- Put it back! Put it back!
Put it...
The elevator.
Oh.
We have a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
♪♪
Oh, my God!
One more sound, and my father's
gonna kill us all.
Okay?
Okay.
You've reached Oliver Hampton.
Leave a message.
Oli, where are you?
Call me back.
So we deserve to party
just as hard as they do.
So let's get to it!
Drink! Dance!
Shake what your mama gave you.
Somebody call 911!
Wait! Not yet!
- He's dying!
- He's already dead.
Okay. You have to leave.
What? If your Dad knows you were here,
he'll figure everything out,
so you have to get in a taxi
and pay in cash
and take that hard drive
back to your apartment.
- But...
- Go! I've got this, Laurel!
Just go.
Wait, wait!
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Uh...
Oliver, give me the key card.
I've never seen
a dead body before.
- Key card!
- It's in my pocket.
Okay.
Okay. The gun.
- Careful.
- I know.
♪♪
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Quit micromanaging me!
I'm trying to save your ass!
I'm not micromanaging. It was here.
- Are you sure?
- Yes!
♪♪
Okay.
Now call 911.
- Hello?
- How could you be so stupid?
- What?
- Connor told me everything.
Okay, just listen.
You don't want your name in this.
I was trying to protect you.
So you put another pregnant
woman in danger?
You... You haven't learned anything?
I wouldn't do that.
- Laurel's at home.
- No, she's not.
What?
Connor said she showed up,
so I don't care what you have to do,
just get them out of there
before they do anything stupid.
♪♪
Help!
Sir, who's the victim?
It's my friend, Simon Drake.
He shot himself in the head.
Please hurry.
Excuse me.
Simon's dead.
Go to Laurel's before the police come.
Michaela. What happened?
He had a gun.
I don't... I don't know.
I don't know why. Why? Why would he...?
Deep breaths. Stay with me.
Look at me. No, look at me.
Look at me.
♪♪
- I'm not gonna shoot.
- Just put it down, okay?
Aah!
Oh, my God!
- Okay. You have to leave.
- What?
If your Dad knows you were here,
he'll figure everything out,
so you have to get in a taxi
and pay in cash
and take that hard drive
back to your apartment.
- But...
- Go! I've got this, Laurel!
Just go.
Wait, wait!
♪♪
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay. Okay.
Now go.
♪♪
Where we going?
6712 Hamilton Street.
I need you to leave that party
right now
and come to my hotel.
Easton, room 1106.
I'll help you however you want.
I need you to trust me again, Laurel.
♪♪
Turn around.
Take me to the Easton Hotel.
♪♪
♪ I... ♪
♪ I'm in love tonight ♪
♪ I... ♪
♪ I'm in love tonight ♪
♪ There's beauty in the room ♪
♪ There's beauty in the room ♪
♪♪
Oh, my God! Let go!
Oh, my God!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
What?
Aah! Aah!
Oh, no.
Oh, my God.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
♪♪
♪♪
Help!
♪♪
Help!
Somebody, please!
Help me.
♪♪
♪♪
Help.
Help.
Help me.
Help me.
Help me. Help me.
Help me.
Somebody, please help me.
Aah! Aah!
Aaah!
It's Laurel. Leave a message,
but I'll probably never listen.
Where the hell are you?
I swear to God, Laurel...
Call me back!
♪♪
Laurel?
Laurel, I called the police.
They're on their way.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Laurel.
Oh, my God.
Laurel. Wake up!
Laurel! Wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
- Is the baby breathing?
- I can't reach him!
- Where's the damn paramedics?!
- They're on their way.
- I'm going to help you...
- What's taking them so long?!
Ma'am, you need to get to the baby.
- I told you, I can't reach him!
- Keep trying.
I need you to start compressions
as soon as possible.
GSW to the head.
Depressed skull fracture.
It's a through and through.
Prepare for
an emergency crany.
Sir? Detective Fisher.
I understand you witnessed
what happened here.
I got him.
The EMTs are
less than five minutes away.
- Keep trying.
- I got him.
Good. I'm gonna need you
to clamp the umbilical cord.
Find something to tie it off.
A shoestring, a rubber band...
- Do you see anything nearby?
- I have a phone charger!
Perfect. That's gonna work.
You're doing great.
- Hurry, tell me what to do.
- The paramedics are very close.
Hand me the clamp.
Intracranial
pressure is elevated.
- BP is dropping.
- Heart rate?
He's bradying down.
Push the epi!
- I cut the cord.
- Good.
- Now bring the baby to you.
- He's not breathing!
I'm going to walk you through CPR.
You can do this. I'm right here to help.
I'm waiting to talk to the detective.
Laurel's not here.
What do you mean? Where is she?
I don't know.
That's why I'm calling you.
Why isn't she here, Michaela?
He came early.
She wasn't supposed to have him yet.
She's only at 7 months.
That's okay.
The ambulance is almost there.
Can you get the baby through the gate?
Talk to me as you go.
Ma'am?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
What?
They're arresting Asher.
♪♪
See? I told all of you
that this was going to happen.
I mean, when are we gonna finally learn
our freakin' lesson?
We can't keep expecting to
get away with these things!
Why are you doing this?
Simon's dead.
Laurel's probably dead.
She probably drove off a bridge
with the driver.
All of this was for nothing.
We'll go to jail, like we all should...
Ma'am, how are you doing?
Just keep talking to me.
- Okay.
- I'm here to help you.
All right. I got him.
Great.
- I got him!
- You're doing so well.
And I just got word the paramedics
should be arriving any minute.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay. What do I do now?
You're gonna perform CPR.
I'll talk you through it.
First, place the baby gently...
O2 stats are dropping!
- He's in V-fib!
- Start CPR!
Push straight down
about half an inch
with each compression.
I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt him.
Start gently. You'll
know how much pressure.
Talk me through where you are.
♪ If my heart is idle? ♪
♪ Am I doomed? ♪
Okay. It's not working.
Just keep going.
The goal is about 120...
- No, it's not working!
- To 140 compressions per minute.
Okay. I don't know
what you're talking about.
That's okay. I'll count it out
with you, all right?
Ready? Let's go...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...
- DR.
- Clear.
- DR.
- Do it again?
The EMTs are less than two minutes away.
Just keep going till they get there.
You've got this.
♪ Cradle me ♪
♪ So I can see ♪
I'm going to stay on the phone with you
until the paramedics arrive.
- Live. Live.
- Are you still with me, ma'am?
Tell me what you need.
Is everything okay?
Live.
- Ma'am?
- Live.
I'm here with you.
Just breathe and stay focused.
Live.
- You're not alone. Ma'am?
- Live.
Are you still there?
Ma'am?
Live.
Live.
Live.
Live.
Live.
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
"How To Get Away With Murder"...
Antares going public is the reason
my father killed Wes.
So no more wavering.
We have to get those files
and leak them before
they go public.
I need you to plan
an office party for Friday.
I'll give a speech,
and let those man-children
know this boss-bitch don't play.
We have to use Tegan's card
to get into the server room.
- I said no!
- We just say someone else stole it.
- Who?
- Simon.
You got hit by a random virus.
It's not your fault.
This could get me deported.
What?
You went to him for therapy,
didn't you?
Please.
Don't tell Annalise.
Am I triggering you?
Who told you that? Tell me.
Was it Bonnie?
It's your ex-wife.
I am so happy.
And I don't want
to wait anymore.
Marry me.
I'm sorry.
I've been lying to you.
- What?
- We know who killed Wes.
♪♪
Tell me where the baby is!
Start CPR!
Hey, we're not supposed to be
using our phones.
The party.
Th-The party part.
Why?
What?
Pardon me. Sorry.
Sorry, look out, sorry.
On your left.
Sor...
Oliver!
I found her.
This is my wife, Mariah.
Oh, Laz has told me so much
about you...
So sorry...
bathroom emergency!
♪♪
Nothing's wrong yet,
so don't worry.
They're gonna be mad.
They're always mad, so...
It'll be fine.
♪♪
We've got a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
- Oh, my God.
- Oliver.
Oh, my God!
♪♪
- Please don't blame Laurel.
- Of course I blame her.
It was my decision
to keep this from you.
Yeah,
because she bullied you.
No, that's not true!
Please, just...
Think twice before you say
anything you'll regret.
- Give me the ring back.
- What?
I offered it to you when
I thought we were in a good place.
No longer applies.
♪♪
Laurel, open up!
♪♪
Connor, just let us explain.
You told them we were coming?
♪♪
What are you gonna do?
You gonna tie me up like
we did Rebecca?
♪♪
Let's hope
it doesn't get to that.
*HOW TO GET AWAY WITH MURDER*
Season 04 Episode 08
Title: "Live. Live. Live."
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
This is a dump.
♪♪
- I have to tell you something.
- Go home.
It involves Isaac.
I know, Bonnie.
What is it about me getting
better that you can't handle?
Are you afraid that I'll finally
stop needing you? Is that it?
All I want is for you
to stop needing me.
Then stay the hell away
from my patients!
It was a moment of
weakness.
I was hurt,
and I wanted you to hurt.
Did it work?
Are you happier now that
you've thrown yourself
at another man in my life?
Did you even
think about Annalise?
About how this could jeopardize
my patient's sobriety?!
What about your sobriety?
You know, I haven't thought
about using until this moment.
It wasn't about Annalise
or thinking about what
happened with Stella
that brought me low.
But you, doing this...
I'm doing everything in my
power to keep you alive.
It was me.
I told the Attorney General
to put Isaac on the stand.
Oh, stop.
It's what got your case certified.
- I did that for you...
- I said stop!
I can't do this anymore.
I can't keep forgiving you
for all the horrible,
sick things that you do.
And the only reason
I did it before
was because I knew
you'd survived hell,
like me, but no more.
It's not that I'm like you.
It's that I love you.
Are you still in love with me,
is that it?
You and I have
both moved on, Isaac.
There is not a part of me
that doesn't understand that.
You saw me
in an intimate relationship
with a powerful, attractive woman,
- and you couldn't handle it.
- Do not insult me!
The fact that
you're the one bringing up
how close
you got to Annalise
speaks way more about you
than it does about me.
Isaac helped me see it,
that all of this,
every insane thing
that we do to each other,
it's a form of love.
Stop saying that word,
Bonnie!
This is me
knowing what I want.
And I know that I love you
and that I need you,
and maybe you can love me, too,
and that's okay.
It's all okay.
Get in the elevator
and don't come back.
You're gonna need me again.
I'm scared of you.
Get out
before I call 911.
♪♪
♪♪
Of course I'm telling Annalise.
Annalise is in a good place.
Distracting her with this is no way
to protect the person
who's saved your ass
- time and time again.
- I'm trying to protect all of you.
That's not your responsibility.
Apparently it is
when you can't see
that you're putting your
unborn child's life at risk.
- Laurel's not even going to the party.
- Well, what about Simon?
Wes's mother was an immigrant.
You really think he'd be okay
with you now framing one?
Actually, this could help him
get his visa.
What?
Technically, we're framing him
as a whistleblower,
which could help him get his S-5 visa.
He'd just need to make a deal
with the Attorney General.
You have no idea what
you're talking about right now!
All right, let's just breathe.
You're pissed off, understandably.
Yeah, and you're the person
that I'm the most pissed off at
in this room right now!
This is why Annalise hates you.
You never grow up, you never learn.
All you are is this little boy
that'll do anything to make
Mommy happy.
The only difference now
is Mommy's Laurel
instead of Annalise!
- Oh, my God! Get off!
- What are you doing?!
- Let go!
- Oh, my God!
- Get off!
- Let go! Get off him!
Frank, let go!
- Oh, my God!
- Let go of him!
My God.
I am sorry
that we didn't tell you, Connor.
I just want us all to be safe.
Why is that so hard to understand?
None of us are safe, Connor!
Do you not remember
what Wes' body looked like
in that basement
when you cracked his ribs
when you were trying to
give him CPR?!
Yeah, my father did that to him!
And then you lied to us
for all these months.
You told me
you hated yourself so much
that you would want to do
anything to make it up to me.
Well, now's your chance.
You don't have to help.
You just have to do nothing.
Please...
Who is it?
Annalise.
I left her a message
on the way here.
- Give me the phone.
- Don't do it, Walshy.
- Just think about what you're doing.
- Please do not pick up.
Hey.
What do you need?
♪♪
I can hear you breathing, Connor.
Sorry, uh...
Do you need me to do any work on
the class-action this weekend?
No, let's take the weekend off.
We deserve it.
I mean it.
No calls or texts
unless it's a disaster.
Okay.
♪♪
- Thank you so much.
- Don't.
The minute something goes wrong,
I'm calling her.
Nothing's gonna go wrong.
Well, I'll know if it does
because I'm gonna go to
the party now.
Connor...
No, no, no,
Asher's Michaela's plus one,
and I'm gonna be his.
I'm serious.
If anything feels off,
I'm pulling the plug.
♪♪ Orchestral music plays...
♪♪
Those pours are weak.
We want people drunk.
Fill them to the brim.
T-Bird, incoming.
♪♪
Look who brought
a plus one.
He bullied me into
bringing him.
Only so I could properly
celebrate the woman of the hour.
I hear this deal was all you.
You've trained him well.
And your girlfriend's an all-star
- for pulling this off last-minute.
- I know.
Is there anything
she can't do?
Now I just need
to get this speech over with
so I can ditch these nerves
and actually have some fun.
I can hold your clutch
while you mingle.
This is a McQueen.
Only I hold it.
Oh, really? It kind of clashes
with the dress a little.
- Excuse me?
- He's kidding!
Totally!
I'm a jerk like that
sometimes.
All right, time to let
the board kiss my ass for once.
Excuse me.
Donald.
- Obvious much?
- It's not like your plan worked.
She didn't get it.
Good,
let's call this whole thing off.
- Connor, please.
- Are you about to scold me?
Because the guy
who's been lying for weeks
doesn't get to complain right now.
- You lied to me, too.
- How so?
Your dad said
we weren't right for each other,
and you never told me.
I was protecting
your feelings.
I was doing the exact
same thing for you.
- Oliver's right.
- What?
Whatever you two are
fighting about,
I side with Oliver.
Uh, okay,
we weren't fighting.
Where's your date, Simon?
Your mom was busy.
Hey, what's it feel like to be
around so many successful people
knowing that you'll never be
one of them?
Trust me, I wouldn't want
to be in your shoes right now.
Okay, this is a work function,
so why don't we try acting
like adults.
Adults have jobs.
♪♪
So much for empathizing
with the DACA kid.
I'm not the bad guy here tonight.
♪♪
♪♪ Woodkid's "Iron" plays...
♪♪
♪ Deep in the ocean,
dead and cast away ♪
♪ Where innocence is
burned in flames ♪
♪ A million miles from home,
I'm walking ahead ♪
♪ I'm frozen to the bones ♪
♪ I am a soldier on my own,
I don't know the way ♪
♪ I'm riding at the heights of shame ♪
♪ I'm waiting for the call,
the hand on the chest ♪
♪ I'm ready for the fight and fate ♪
♪♪
Isaac helped me see it,
that all of this,
every insane thing that
we do to each other,
it's a form of love.
♪♪
You lost a child.
That pain alone is enough
to level a parent.
♪♪
You can't see
that you're endangering
your unborn child's life!
You are putting
everyone's life in danger...
your baby, Oliver, Michaela.
♪♪
I think
Isaac is using again.
And I'm triggering it.
That's what you're saying.
You two were a perfect storm.
- Well, Wes is already dead!
- And whose fault is that?!
We're supposed to be
getting our lives back together.
You can survive this.
I'm afraid Isaac won't.
I just want us all to be safe.
Why is that so hard to understand?
Finally.
Hello?
♪♪
What are you talking about?
You're gonna have
a relapse, Annalise.
If you walk out of here,
you're gonna drink.
♪ I'm frozen to the bones ♪
♪ I am a million mile from home ♪
♪ I'm walking away ♪
♪ I can't remind your eyes,
your face ♪
♪♪
Hey.
I could really use
one of our AA meetings.
♪♪
I-I don't know what to say.
There is no apology to make up for
putting you in this situation.
Jacqueline put me
in this situation.
We both did.
And... And that has, uh...
I understand if you want to report me.
I'm not telling them.
And you don't need to make
that decision
- right now.
- You would lose your license.
And if anyone understands
how terrifying that would be,
it's me.
And before you thank me,
know I'm being selfish.
♪♪
I want to keep seeing you.
♪♪
Hey, Oli.
Hey.
Everything okay?
Yeah. Just, um...
Look, I wanted to apologize
for being a jerk about Connor.
Oh, it's... it's... it's fine.
No, it's not, because...
if I'm being honest,
I don't even really hate the guy.
It's just that I'm jealous.
What?
He's a privileged, boarding-school
gay who has everything,
including things he doesn't deserve.
Like you.
Ha-Have you been drinking?
I'm finally telling you
how I really feel.
Please don't think
it's because I'm drunk.
So, you're gay?
I don't know.
Maybe.
All I know is
that I really like you, Oliver.
We can't do this.
'Cause he's a closet case?
'Cause he's a closet case, DACA kid
who's clearly in need right now.
There's the guy
I fell in love with.
Maybe Oli's right.
I mean, how can we claim
not to be terrible people
when we're thinking
about doing something like this?
Okay. Do none of you remember
that Simon is the one
who put up killer posters
of Annalise all over campus
and that he has
consistently emotionally
and verbally taunted all of us,
including me,
every single day at this office?
- Coming from a place of insecurity.
- We're all insecure.
And we're not quitting.
So if you just came here
to talk us out of this,
then you can leave.
- Who's leaving?
- What are you doing here?
- You're not supposed to be here.
- Here we go.
I had a feeling
you all might try to bail.
No one's bailing.
Good.
'Cause Wes never bailed on us.
♪♪
Can't be your therapist,
Annalise.
Why not?
Is it what I said about Sam,
about not wanting that
to happen again?
- Annalise...
- I was lying.
I just said that so
you'd let me go.
It's not just that.
So what Jacqueline said was right...
- I trigger you.
- No.
Your daughter killed herself,
so you're afraid of losing
a patient the same way.
No, the fact that you know any of this
is exactly the reason
- why we can't see each other.
- I disagree.
Well, you need to trust
my medical opinion here.
Well, then who else
is gonna be able to help me?
Tell me! Who?!
♪♪
I'm a drunk.
You're an addict.
We've both lost people
that we love.
Please...
I need help.
And coming here, you...
♪♪
You help me.
♪♪
♪♪
Sorry.
Ugh!
♪♪
I told you not to call me.
Unless it was a disaster.
And this is.
Are you alone?
What is it?
Laurel's father killed Wes,
and everyone's at Caplan & Gold
trying to bankrupt his company.
Refill?
I'm good.
Lightweight.
Frank's avoiding me.
Really?
Do you really think
I'd be showing up here
if I had other friends
I could be drinking with?
So I'm your sloppy seconds?
Basically.
And he doesn't know about Isaac.
I'd tell him...
but he'd just make fun of me.
You told Annalise.
That's what matters.
You mean, you told her.
What?
Please don't lie to me right now.
Okay.
One, I promise you,
I didn't say a word to Annalise
about this.
And, two...
don't accuse the one friend
you have right now of lying.
Not cool.
Nate?
How did you get over her?
I'll tell you when I do.
♪♪
I'm gonna order us pizza.
I don't want you
throwing up on my couch.
♪♪
We broke out the good
champagne tonight
to celebrate Antares
officially going public.
And there's truly
no one else in this firm...
- Can I be honest?
- Always.
No male partner
would ever give a speech
holding their purse.
The woman I'm about to introduce.
She has shepherded the
Antares IPO from the beginning.
Without further ado,
- the woman of the hour...
- Lose it, and I'm coming after you.
Tegan Price.
Thank you all for coming,
and thank you, Donald,
for that introduction.
Tegan's speech is all over in five
minutes. Be back before then,
or she'll notice her card is missing.
We better get in sync, then.
On what will prove to be...
Bye bye bye
♪♪
Where's Connor?
Who cares? Give it here.
We have 4 minutes and 18 seconds.
The hell, Oliver?
You said this would work.
Okay, first, slow your roll.
Then slow your swipe.
Make me proud, O-town.
You know, when I first started at C&G,
I thought, "I am so lucky
to work at one of
the top law firms in the world."
But it didn't take me long to realize
that it's our clients who are lucky.
All right.
Time to get my nerd on.
Come at me, firewall.
Because they get to work
with amazing people like
you. Thank you.
What are you so worried about?
Excuse me?
You're doing that fake-ass
smile you plaster on
when you're nervous.
- I don't do that.
- Yeah, you do.
You do it when you get
called on in class,
you do it
when you're taking exams...
Or when I want to cut a bitch but can't
'cause I'm at a work function.
Thank you.
Never has Caplan & Gold been a part
of such a massive public offering...
- Oh, no.
- What?
Antares' files are split up
over multiple servers.
I can't tell which files are on which.
- We have to download them all.
- Yeah, I know,
or else we might not download the files
that show illegal activity,
if there actually are any.
- There are.
- So you keep saying.
Can we focus? What do you need?
You're gonna have to plug
the hard drive
in and out of each server as we go.
Good thing I came after all.
♪ Just the truth and the sublime ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
♪ You need to know ♪
Antares never could've
expanded so quickly...
Come on, come on...
without our excellent
international law department,
headed by fellow boss-bitch Aria Wilson.
Thank you so much, Aria.
Screw this.
So, tonight, we celebrate Aria,
and we celebrate
each and every one of you.
♪♪
Got it. Finished. Let's go.
♪♪
- Well?
- We're good.
Give this back to Michaela.
- No.
- What?
- Why not?
- We need to plant it on Simon.
That's not the plan.
Yeah, well, it's better than the plan
now that Simon's all daydreaming
about having an Oli-gasm.
You need to pretend to kiss him
and put it in his pocket.
Okay, no.
Asher's right.
Go, Oli!
You need to get out of here.
- Which way?
- Here.
♪ We threw our past in the Atlantic ♪
It's Annalise.
And thanks to our bomb
navigation of privacy laws...
Yeah, I'm looking at you, Judson...
we've made ourselves
indispensable.
So when they cash in
on Monday, so do we.
Lazlo, have you seen Simon?
No. But hold on...
I want you to meet my wife.
Wait. She was just here.
Hey, we're not supposed to be
using our phones.
I don't care.
Where the hell are you?
The party.
Yeah, no, I know. Which part?
The party part.
Why?
I just told Annalise.
What?
I'll help you however you want.
I need you to trust me again, Laurel.
♪ Searching for purity ♪
- ♪ We put an end to all ♪
- Are you okay?
I have to go.
Annalise, we need to finish
this conversation.
Fine, it's finished.
♪ Walking on eggshells ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
- ♪ You need to know ♪
- Sorry, look out, sorry.
On your left. Sor...
Oliver!
I found her. This is my wife, Mariah.
Oh, Laz has told me
so much about you.
So sorry... bathroom emergency.
♪ You brought me home ♪
♪ 'Cause you dragged me out ♪
♪ Of a mile-deep hollow ♪
♪ So thank you ♪
Nothing's wrong yet, so don't worry.
They're gonna be mad.
They're always mad, so...
It'll be fine.
♪ Of a mile-deep hollow ♪
♪ Thank you ♪
We've got a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
- Oh, my God.
- Oliver.
Oh, my God!
♪ Thank you ♪
Oh, my God!
Pretend to kiss him,
put it in his pocket.
Okay, no.
Asher's right.
Go, Oli!
- You need to get out of here.
- Which way?
Here.
It's Annalise.
- Answer it.
- Do not answer!
What the hell is taking so long?
Server complications,
but we got it.
Thank God. Okay,
where's Oliver?
He's planting the key card on Simon.
- W-Why?
- Simon loves him!
You don't change a plan in the middle!
- Michaela, it's fine.
- No, it's not fine.
What is Oliver planting on me?
A big smooch on your
lips, 'cause you're gay!
No, you said key card.
Does this have something
to do with the party?
Hey, somebody better
start talking right now
before I go tell Tegan.
I'll pay you to keep quiet.
How much do you want?
$50,000?
$100,000?
Just name your price, Simon.
Tell me what's in that bag first.
- No.
- Okay. Well, then, let me look.
Oh, my God.
What is your problem?
She's pregnant.
Simon, no! Give it back!
- Why do you have that?
- What the hell?!
You brought a gun into a workplace?!
Are you insane?!
Simon, just hear me out...
- Hey, back the hell away from me!
- Hey!
You are pointing a gun
at pregnant lady!
I'm not gonna shoot anybody.
- So please just put it down, okay?
- Okay, well...
- Please, just... just...
- Stop coming at me...
Aah!
- Asher, no!
- What are you doing?
We can't just leave Laurel's gun here.
- No, it's not registered to me!
- It's a murder weapon!
- He shot himself!
- No one's gonna believe that!
- It's the truth!
- Put it back! Put it back!
Put it...
The elevator.
Oh.
We have a problem.
Annalise knows everything.
What's wrong?
What's on your face?
♪♪
Oh, my God!
One more sound, and my father's
gonna kill us all.
Okay?
Okay.
You've reached Oliver Hampton.
Leave a message.
Oli, where are you?
Call me back.
So we deserve to party
just as hard as they do.
So let's get to it!
Drink! Dance!
Shake what your mama gave you.
Somebody call 911!
Wait! Not yet!
- He's dying!
- He's already dead.
Okay. You have to leave.
What? If your Dad knows you were here,
he'll figure everything out,
so you have to get in a taxi
and pay in cash
and take that hard drive
back to your apartment.
- But...
- Go! I've got this, Laurel!
Just go.
Wait, wait!
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay.
Okay, okay.
Uh...
Oliver, give me the key card.
I've never seen
a dead body before.
- Key card!
- It's in my pocket.
Okay.
Okay. The gun.
- Careful.
- I know.
♪♪
Hold on, hold on, hold on.
Quit micromanaging me!
I'm trying to save your ass!
I'm not micromanaging. It was here.
- Are you sure?
- Yes!
♪♪
Okay.
Now call 911.
- Hello?
- How could you be so stupid?
- What?
- Connor told me everything.
Okay, just listen.
You don't want your name in this.
I was trying to protect you.
So you put another pregnant
woman in danger?
You... You haven't learned anything?
I wouldn't do that.
- Laurel's at home.
- No, she's not.
What?
Connor said she showed up,
so I don't care what you have to do,
just get them out of there
before they do anything stupid.
♪♪
Help!
Sir, who's the victim?
It's my friend, Simon Drake.
He shot himself in the head.
Please hurry.
Excuse me.
Simon's dead.
Go to Laurel's before the police come.
Michaela. What happened?
He had a gun.
I don't... I don't know.
I don't know why. Why? Why would he...?
Deep breaths. Stay with me.
Look at me. No, look at me.
Look at me.
♪♪
- I'm not gonna shoot.
- Just put it down, okay?
Aah!
Oh, my God!
- Okay. You have to leave.
- What?
If your Dad knows you were here,
he'll figure everything out,
so you have to get in a taxi
and pay in cash
and take that hard drive
back to your apartment.
- But...
- Go! I've got this, Laurel!
Just go.
Wait, wait!
♪♪
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay. Okay, okay, okay.
Okay, okay. Okay.
Now go.
♪♪
Where we going?
6712 Hamilton Street.
I need you to leave that party
right now
and come to my hotel.
Easton, room 1106.
I'll help you however you want.
I need you to trust me again, Laurel.
♪♪
Turn around.
Take me to the Easton Hotel.
♪♪
♪ I... ♪
♪ I'm in love tonight ♪
♪ I... ♪
♪ I'm in love tonight ♪
♪ There's beauty in the room ♪
♪ There's beauty in the room ♪
♪♪
Oh, my God! Let go!
Oh, my God!
♪♪
♪♪
♪♪
What?
Aah! Aah!
Oh, no.
Oh, my God.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh, my God.
♪♪
♪♪
Help!
♪♪
Help!
Somebody, please!
Help me.
♪♪
♪♪
Help.
Help.
Help me.
Help me.
Help me. Help me.
Help me.
Somebody, please help me.
Aah! Aah!
Aaah!
It's Laurel. Leave a message,
but I'll probably never listen.
Where the hell are you?
I swear to God, Laurel...
Call me back!
♪♪
Laurel?
Laurel, I called the police.
They're on their way.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Laurel.
Oh, my God.
Laurel. Wake up!
Laurel! Wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
Laurel, wake up!
- Is the baby breathing?
- I can't reach him!
- Where's the damn paramedics?!
- They're on their way.
- I'm going to help you...
- What's taking them so long?!
Ma'am, you need to get to the baby.
- I told you, I can't reach him!
- Keep trying.
I need you to start compressions
as soon as possible.
GSW to the head.
Depressed skull fracture.
It's a through and through.
Prepare for
an emergency crany.
Sir? Detective Fisher.
I understand you witnessed
what happened here.
I got him.
The EMTs are
less than five minutes away.
- Keep trying.
- I got him.
Good. I'm gonna need you
to clamp the umbilical cord.
Find something to tie it off.
A shoestring, a rubber band...
- Do you see anything nearby?
- I have a phone charger!
Perfect. That's gonna work.
You're doing great.
- Hurry, tell me what to do.
- The paramedics are very close.
Hand me the clamp.
Intracranial
pressure is elevated.
- BP is dropping.
- Heart rate?
He's bradying down.
Push the epi!
- I cut the cord.
- Good.
- Now bring the baby to you.
- He's not breathing!
I'm going to walk you through CPR.
You can do this. I'm right here to help.
I'm waiting to talk to the detective.
Laurel's not here.
What do you mean? Where is she?
I don't know.
That's why I'm calling you.
Why isn't she here, Michaela?
He came early.
She wasn't supposed to have him yet.
She's only at 7 months.
That's okay.
The ambulance is almost there.
Can you get the baby through the gate?
Talk to me as you go.
Ma'am?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
What?
They're arresting Asher.
♪♪
See? I told all of you
that this was going to happen.
I mean, when are we gonna finally learn
our freakin' lesson?
We can't keep expecting to
get away with these things!
Why are you doing this?
Simon's dead.
Laurel's probably dead.
She probably drove off a bridge
with the driver.
All of this was for nothing.
We'll go to jail, like we all should...
Ma'am, how are you doing?
Just keep talking to me.
- Okay.
- I'm here to help you.
All right. I got him.
Great.
- I got him!
- You're doing so well.
And I just got word the paramedics
should be arriving any minute.
Okay.
Okay.
Okay. What do I do now?
You're gonna perform CPR.
I'll talk you through it.
First, place the baby gently...
O2 stats are dropping!
- He's in V-fib!
- Start CPR!
Push straight down
about half an inch
with each compression.
I'm afraid I'm gonna hurt him.
Start gently. You'll
know how much pressure.
Talk me through where you are.
♪ If my heart is idle? ♪
♪ Am I doomed? ♪
Okay. It's not working.
Just keep going.
The goal is about 120...
- No, it's not working!
- To 140 compressions per minute.
Okay. I don't know
what you're talking about.
That's okay. I'll count it out
with you, all right?
Ready? Let's go...
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8...
- DR.
- Clear.
- DR.
- Do it again?
The EMTs are less than two minutes away.
Just keep going till they get there.
You've got this.
♪ Cradle me ♪
♪ So I can see ♪
I'm going to stay on the phone with you
until the paramedics arrive.
- Live. Live.
- Are you still with me, ma'am?
Tell me what you need.
Is everything okay?
Live.
- Ma'am?
- Live.
I'm here with you.
Just breathe and stay focused.
Live.
- You're not alone. Ma'am?
- Live.
Are you still there?
Ma'am?
Live.
Live.
Live.
Live.
Live.
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