"Previously on "How to Get Away with Murder"..." "Now that you've done this, you're a monster!" "I won't win his case 'cause I'm not taking it." "Can you just do this for me, please?" " How do you know Annalise?" " We were good friends." "I think about you every day." "Congratulations, Mr. Lahey." "You've got yourself a new lawyer." "Have you seen this woman before?" "Yeah." "I'm moving in." "Caleb and Catherine Hapstall accused of torturing and murdering their parents." "I was at home, witnessing my niece and nephew murder their parents." " You think you were framed?" " Don't you?" "Police have just now discovered a woman's body inside her car... none other than Helena Hapstall." "You can't beat yourself up anymore." "It's time to move on." "Wes." " Where's Connor?" " We thought you had him." "Oh, my God, they're gonna be here any minute." " We can't leave without him." " Fine, but where the hell is he?" "No, no, no, no, no, no, no." "This is your fault." "It's always your fault." "What idiot hires a new lawyer then murders their aunt?" " Rich idiots." " What is she doing here?" " She saw the news first." " Why aren't you in with them?" "The siblings only gave your name, so the sergeant won't let me in." "Well, you didn't try hard enough." "Why are we here?" "I'll tell you if tell me where you were earlier tonight." "I'm not talking until my lawyer is here." "How's my sister?" "If you do anything to her, I swear to God..." "Oh, no." "You keep going with that." "I'd love to get a threat on camera." "Catherine, your silence right now is telling me that you weren't at home." "I didn't say that." "Okay." "What about your brother?" "Where was he tonight?" "I didn't know you went out." "Just a run to de-stress." "Just answer that one question... then we'll tell you what you've been arrested for." "Game over, detective." "Your aunt was murdered earlier tonight." "Oh, my God." "How did she die?" "Her throat was cut." "So we've been arrested for her murder?" "I don't know." "The warrant's sealed." "They won't tell us till your arraignment." "They can do that?" "Because you're already facing a murder charge, yes." "Please." "Please don't tell me you think we're dumb enough to kill the only eyewitness in our own trial." "We don't know each other well enough yet." "We didn't do this, okay?" "If anything, this proves someone's framing us." "Okay." "Where were you earlier tonight?" "At home." "We've been together all night." "Catherine, is that true?" "Of course." "We were both home." "Your girlfriend's gone M.I.A. on me, bro." "Hasn't paid rent in three months." "She's not my girlfriend." "Oh, no." "She ghost you?" "It's not like that." "I have to get to work." "Okay, but do you want to go through her stuff before I throw it out?" "I don't want anything of hers, so..." "Move, please." "The arraignment of the siblings is in 72 hours." "We have to establish an alibi in order to get the charges thrown out." "An alibi for the night that their parents were killed or their aunt?" "I'm just trying to keep track." "There's so many murders." "Alleged murders, and we're only dealing with the aunt today." "Frank, try to get a copy of the sealed warrant." "Bonnie?" "With me." "You're running point on Caleb and Catherine, and don't you dare smile." "The only reason why I haven't fired you is 'cause I can't be in two places at once." "You screw up again, you're gonna be the next dead body in this house." "That about Nate's trial?" "No." "Why?" "Oh, no reason." "I just..." "I like when you're the big boss lady of the house." "You get to make the rules, I get to abide." "__" "Someone sext you a peen pic?" "Uh, I was just looking up what judge is presiding over Nate's hearing." "Michaela, you are not going to Nate's hearing." "I never said I was." "Okay, I can't be the only one who wants to go." "You want us, the real murderers, to go to the fake murderer's trial?" " Annalise would kill us." " I'd kill you." "Why are we killing each other?" "Uh, Oliver is HIV-positive." "And Laurel was just saying that she would kill me if I had sex with him before my prep kicks in." "Wait, he has HIV, and you're gonna have sex with him?" "Yes." "Lots of sex." "Dude, no." "Look, I get the o-man probably has a really sweet ass and all, but you could, like, die." "This reminds me of that time in the library parking lot and Professor Carson walked by..." "Is Nate gonna do it?" " Do what?" " Lie on the stand, say that he fought with Sam that night." "Okay, I may have agreed to this insane situation, but I did not agree to break my client's confidentiality with you." "What confidentiality?" "The only way he wins is if he follows my plan." "You mean my plan." "I'm his attorney, Annalise, and I'm very good at my job." "So stop trying to micromanage." "I'm sorry." "Do you love him?" "He's innocent." "That's not what I asked." "I care for him." "And none of this can affect the way you defend him..." "What did I just say about you micromanaging?" "You're freaked out, aren't you?" "About the other night." "Don't worry." "It doesn't have to mean anything." "We just..." "Had fun." "Well, at least I did." "So did I." "This is crazy, Annalise." "I mean, I want to say I feel bad, or at least a little bit guilty, but..." "No wonder everyone's having affairs." "Calling case number 09682, Commonwealth vs. Lahey." "Probable cause hearing in the death of Samuel Keating." "Commonwealth, are you ready to proceed?" "Yes, Your Honor." "But first, I'd like to say there might be cause to not have this hearing today." " Why's that, counselor?" " Annalise Keating, the victim's wife, has had a long-standing relationship with the defendant's attorney." "Your Honor, I believe Ms. Sinclair is referring to the fact that Ms. Keating and I were classmates at Harvard Law..." "They're friends, Your Honor." "Ms. Rothlo, please explain the extent of your relationship with Ms. Keating." "Don't spare any details." "We were acquaintances in law school, yes, as I was with the 1,500 other Harvard Law students at the time." "I also recall the both of us consulting on a federal case 10 years ago." "10 years?" " Nothing more recent?" " Nothing." "And I welcome any investigations into whatever Ms. Sinclair is insinuating." "No insinuations." "Just facts." "Fact..." "Ms. Rothlo willfully neglected to disclose her relationship..." "If I had to disclose the names of all my classmates" "I've gone up against in court, I'd never have time to argue another case." " This is clearly collusion." " Let's maintain our composure." "Oh, I suppose I'd be colluding with Ms. Sinclair, too, if she'd been able to get into Harvard." "I am requesting you remove Ms. Rothlo and sanction both her and Ms. Keating..." "Ms. Sinclair is the one in need of sanctions, if not a tranquilizer." " Enough!" " Because what this reveals about this case is that Annalise Keating helped Mr. Lahey commit her husband's murder." "Researching your next murder?" "Smart to use a plastic bag, by the way." "Made the clean-up easier." "Please don't." "I can't take anyone else beating me up." "I'm not beating anyone up." "I'm just trying to understand what you were thinking." "I mean, at least tell me." "Because you would have told me if it was you?" "Exactly." "She's gonna get over it." "Speak of the devil." "Hey." "The D.A. found out that Eve and I know each other." "Of course." "That chick's so annoying." "Find out what else she knows." "I don't want any more surprises." "Unclench." "Everything's fine." "How do you think that Sinclair got the 411 about A.K. and Eve?" "Annalise has been humiliating the D.A.'s office for years." "This is just them retaliating." "Okay, but, I mean, don't you ever worry about all the illegal crap we do?" "I mean, you could get disbarred, or worse..." "I'm fine." "So, will you stop worrying, or do I need to take you into one of these empty rooms to make you relax?" "Miss Guthrie, hi." "We're the..." "The lawyers." "I know." "I won't lie for them." "Lie?" "No." "We just want to know if you saw" "Catherine and Caleb the night Helena was killed." "No." "No one on my staff did." "In fact, Caleb told us all to take that night off early." "Is the prosecution prepared to call their first witness?" "We are, Your Honor." "Annalise Keating." "And due to the circumstances, I'll be treating her as a hostile witness." "I'll have no need to be hostile if she stops acting like I'm the one on trial here, Your Honor." "You watch yourself, Ms. Keating." "You're a material witness here today, nothing more." "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you God?" "I do." "She just looked right at me." "Stop." "There's no way she can see us." "If you both keep talking, she will." "Ms. Keating, is it true you first met Mr. Lahey on one of your cases?" "He was the detective that the prosecution put on the stand during one of my trials, yes." "Was the attraction immediate in the courtroom?" "I can't speak for Mr. Lahey, but I was focused on winning my case, which I did." "So when exactly did your attraction begin?" "Over drinks at a bar." "Was this weeks or months after you cross-examined him?" " I don't remember the exact timing." " Okay." "Do you recall the first time after these drinks you and Mr. Lahey had sex?" "Let the slut-shaming begin." "I don't remember." "Mr. Lahey says it happened that very same night in a bathroom stall at the bar, in fact." "Your Honor, Ms. Sinclair is testifying instead of the witness." "The hostile witness." "I'm allowed to ask leading questions." "Ask the questions, yes, not answer them yourself." "Are you objecting in order to protect your client or in order to protect Ms. Keating?" "Let's not go down this road again, counselors." "And I agree with Ms. Sinclair." "The questions seem fair given the witness' status." "So at the time of your first sexual encounter with Mr. Lahey, were you aware that his wife had just been diagnosed with stage-four ovarian cancer?" "Did all that naked Nate talk make anyone else horny?" "I mean, obviously not you, since you probably have been having sexy time with Rebecca" " in your apartment this whole time." " Connor..." " He doesn't even deny it." " You want to blame this on me, fine." "It's all my fault, but for the last time," "I don't know or care where Rebecca is." "Screw Oliver already if it makes you stop being such an ass." "Excuse me." "My phone died." "Can I borrow one of yours?" "Uh, yeah, yeah, you can borrow mine." "Uh, he has a boyfriend." "His name's Oliver, and he's wonderful." "What about you?" "Boyfriend?" "'Cause, uh, this is just a ploy for me to sneak my number into your phone." "Levi." "She doesn't have a boyfriend." "Um, actually, I do." "She's lying." " Connor." " It's okay." "I get it." "You're not interested." " Uh..." " She totally is." "I'm not." "Sorry." "What the hell?" "He's hot." "And he's probably in a courthouse because he's a criminal." "Well, you don't have to take him home to meet the parents." "You just have to sit on him." "Come on, do it." "Do it for me." "Please." "All that sugar's gonna mess up your liver." "I got to get my sugar from somewhere, especially with you being all boring." "I have a civpro exam this week." "So?" "Let me hook you up with last year's exam." "I'm not a cheater." "Right." "You're just a person who burns corpses and sticks them in dumpsters." "Maybe I'm just trying to do what you said... be a normal law student." "That way I can forget Rebecca's nowhere to be found, and Nate's on trial for our murder." "That was bad advice." "You're not normal... not anymore, anyway." "Here she comes." "The arrest warrant, as promised." "Now, you owe me, butter, and don't think it's gonna be small." "When is it ever small with me?" "Ugh." "Okay, who is this bitch?" "We got to go." "Hmm." "Butter?" "Yeah, that's not a story you'd be able to handle." "Oh, come on." "Stupid rich people." "Annalise, it's Bonnie." "Hang on." "What is it?" "Frank got a copy of the Hapstalls' arrest warrant." "The police found DNA in Helena's car." "It matches Caleb's." "Always bringing me problems, never solutions." "We can investigate the lab that did the DNA test." "And the chain of custody..." "Or we can accept the fact that our clients are going down for three murders and cut our losses." "Yes." "I say we stop hap-stallin' and hit eject on these fools." "Catherine's our way in." "She lied about being home with Caleb." "We know that." "We just need her to open up." "I can talk to her." "You're too much alike." "She'll shut down." "I can still try." "I'll be the puppy." "It's what you say." "People trust me." "Oh, God, so we get into a Rebecca 2.0 situation?" "Why don't you sit this one out, Romeo?" "Wait, where is the Beckster these days?" "You two still boinking?" "It's a great idea, Wes." " What?" " It is not." "It is!" "And I better not see either of you in that courtroom again." "Annalise." "They need you back on the stand." "Just be yourself." "Oh." "Uh..." "Sorry." "Was Bonnie just in here?" "No." "Who are you?" "Uh, Wes." "I work for Annalise." "I must just be early." "Do you... do you mind?" "No." "So, how are you feeling?" "Stressed, I bet." "Well, you shouldn't be." "Even though the DNA matches your brother," "Annalise will figure out a way to get it thrown out." "What do you mean the DNA matches him?" "What DNA?" "Uh, you know what?" " Bonnie will be here any minute." "I..." " Tell me what you know." "I really shouldn't have said anything." "But you did, so tell me." "Did they find Caleb's DNA at the crime scene?" "Oh, my God." "Does Caleb know?" "I'm sure Bonnie's telling him right now." "It's fine." "You were with him that entire night." "Okay, no one's gonna believe that over DNA evidence." "They will if you're telling the truth." "What is that supposed to mean?" "You're not lying, right?" "You were with Caleb that entire night." "You were sent in here to play me." "Just tell me where he went, Catherine." "Tell me so we can help you." "I was gone for a half an hour." "So you're admitting that you lied to us." "Only because I knew how it would look." "Or because you were slicing your aunt's throat." "No!" "God, no." "Then why do we have surveillance footage that puts you one block from your aunt's car?" "That's impossible." "I run the same route every night..." "River Road to the park and then back home." "That's nowhere near where they found her car, so if that's me on that tape..." "Don't you get it now?" "Someone's framing us." "Where'd you find that footage of Caleb?" "I didn't." "You made it up?" "It was a test." "He passed." "Why did you and Mr. Keating argue the night he was killed?" "I found out he was having an affair." "With Lila Stangard, who you just found out was pregnant by your husband?" " I assumed he was the father, yes." " Did the argument get violent?" " Not on my end." " Really?" "Because your sister-in-law testified that you once threw a paperweight at..." "Hearsay, Your Honor." "Not your purview, Ms. Keating, although I agree." " Move on, Ms. Sinclair." " So let me understand." "Here you are discovering that you're being traded in for a younger model." "Add that to your violent history..." " Argumentative." " What did I just say?" "Add that to your violent history as well as numerous indicators that proved you helped Mr. Lahey kill your husband..." "I will not stand for this, Your Honor." "You know, I have the utmost respect for your court, but not for these speculative, antagonizing questions." "As if I have any other choice." "The point of this hearing was to present evidence against Mr. Lahey... not me." "If that's not the case, then please charge me with my husband's murder, though I'm guessing that hasn't happened due to lack of evidence." "Instead, your strategy has been to attack me with accusations and insinuations making it very clear that this is not a preliminary hearing, but a witch-hunt." "And I did not put my hand on this court's Bible to be burnt at the stake, and especially by a petty, foolish, amateur prosecutor who doesn't deserve mine or anyone else in this court's respect!" "That's quite a temper, Ms. Keating." "Seems like you're more than capable of murder." "Everyone up!" "We have 36 more hours until the siblings' arraignment." "We're all going to stay up all night, if that's how long it takes to get the DNA evidence tossed." "Move!" "Who wants coffee?" "So it worked." "Playing the puppy." "It always works." "Hey, guys." "Hey!" "Oliver!" " What are you doing here?" " How's it going?" "Oh, so many questions and from so many different people." "Oliver." "Hey." "Asher." "I'm sure the C-Dawg's told you all about me." "I'm his, uh, straight bro who's totally down with all your... gay stuff." "Right." "How you holding up, man?" "Good?" " Asher..." " I just want to say... that I have all the respect in the world for what you're dealing with, and "Philadelphia's" one of my favorite movies, and I just..." "I think you're really brave, man." "Like..." "Oliver." "I hate you!" "I know." "I'm..." "I'm sorry." "Sorry doesn't explain why you tell strangers something I haven't even told my parents yet." "I'm just saying, it's not 1995." "You don't need to be ashamed." "Oh, apparently I do, according to your "bro" who thinks I'm dying." " Asher's an idiot." " No, you're the idiot because you told him." "It's hard to explain, but everyone in there... we know a lot about each other, even the really bad things." "Oh, like the fact that I'm positive?" "No." "I didn't..." "That came out wrong." "Everything is coming out of your mouth wrong." "What's next?" "You want to finally ask how I got it?" "Because if I'm being really honest, you should be happy I haven't told you." "That's how different we are." "I keep my mouth shut about things that'll hurt you." "What do you mean, hurt me?" "It doesn't matter." "Just..." "Here you go." "Keys to our apartment." "But don't feel like you have to be in a rush to use them." "Ms. Keating, you admit to a violent altercation between Mr. Lahey and your husband on the night he was murdered, this after having your own heated argument with him that night, yet you claim you had absolutely nothing to do" "with his murder, which makes me wonder... who do you think killed your husband?" "Ms. Keating?" "The defendant." "I'm sorry." "Louder for the court, please." "I think Mr. Lahey killed my husband." "I won't do it." "Nate, please." "The only way we explain your fingerprint on that ring is to admit to the fight with Sam." "There was no fight!" "It was her idea." "So then think of it as my idea." "Who you representing here?" "Her or me?" "'Cause I'm more than happy to get on the stand and tell the judge the real story here." "Annalise framed me for this, and you're in on it." "I just didn't realize it till now, being a dumb ex-cop and all." "Nate, there's no other way." "There is." "Figure it out." " He won't lie on the stand." " Why not?" "Oh, isn't this a coincidence?" "Do you consider yourself a good liar, Ms. Keating?" "Objection." "Relevance." " Sustained." " Let me rephrase." "Did you lie when you said" " you think my client killed your husband?" " Of course not." " So you think Mr. Lahey did it?" " Yes." "Because then you don't go away for this murder." "Your Honor, this line of questioning is completely..." "No need to object, Ms. Sinclair." "In fact, maybe I should join you over here, since we agree on so much." "What do you think?" "Shall we try this one together?" "Make your point, Ms. Rothlo." "You killed your husband on your own, didn't you, Ms. Keating?" " No, I did not." " You did." "Sam cheated on you with that girl, and it made you angry." "Angry, yes." "A killer, no." "Or are you just that good of a liar?" "You spend your whole life playing a part, after all... the perfect wife, dedicated attorney." "But you were faking it..." "faking a moral compass, faking being in love, when, really, deep down, you're out for yourself." "Which is why you had to kill Sam, because he had the nerve to shatter the sham that was your marriage!" "Ms. Rothlo, watch the tone." "Do you think my client's a fool, Ms. Keating?" " The only fool in here is you." " Cute." "I only ask because isn't it true you only slept with him the night you murdered your husband to establish an alibi?" "Then you ran home and played the grieving widow for the police, all while you had someone transfer my client's fingerprint to that ring." "Why aren't you defending yourself?" "!" "Is it 'cause it's all true?" "Shame on you, Ms. Keating." "Shame on you for using my client as a pawn in your own murder plot." "And shame on you for thinking we'd all be dumb enough to fall for it." "Shame on you." "She put it all on Annalise, even said she transferred Nate's print to the ring." "You should be working on our case." "There's no way they can prove the print was transferred, right?" " Like I freaking know." " Bonnie." " I said go to work." " It's about the case." "If Eve argued Nate's fingerprint was transferred, couldn't we do the same and say the police transferred Caleb's DNA to the crime scene?" "Welcome to the Philly PD database." " It's that easy to hack into?" " Yep." "I'm surprised my blabbermouth boyfriend hasn't told you already." "I am so sorry about that." "Asher's a jackass." " That's what I said." " Hey, buddy." "You're not allowed to talk right now." "Consider it practice for keeping your mouth shut." "Sorry about your fiancé." "Oh, did Connor open up his big mouth about that, too?" "Yep, said he was maybe bi or something." " Let's not talk about it." " No, let's." "Let's talk about how you have terrible taste in men." "I mean, like that guy at the courthouse today... how do you say no to that?" " Uh, he wasn't my type." " What's your type?" "Gay." "I'm with Oliver." "You don't get to talk anymore." "Well, speaking from experience, I say go out on the date." "I mean, look at me." "I never thought I'd end up with a self-absorbed pretty boy." " Oh, wow." " What?" "The police ran two DNA tests on the aunt's crime scene." "Why would they run two tests?" "The cops deleted the first report because it didn't show anything at the scene." "But six hours later, they ran a new test, and that's when it matched to Caleb's DNA." "Because they planted it." "This is good." "You can use this at the arraignment." "So I can finish your job for you?" "Just like Rebecca?" "It's always gonna be like this with you, isn't it?" "You stay the little girl lost while I play the mommy, always there to clean up your mess." "Do you want me to go?" "Quit?" "I will if that'll make you happier." "You see?" "Every decision rests on me." "Isn't that how you want it?" "No!" "No!" "I can't trust you to do anything yourself!" "Because you don't let me!" "You say you want me to be like you, but you don't." "Not really." "You want me like this so that I don't forget what I owe you." "Well, I..." "I don't forget..." "Annalise." "Ever." "And maybe you'll never believe me, but what I did..." "Rebecca..." "It was for you." "To take care of you..." "The same way you took care of me." "I didn't take care of you." "I ruined you." "No." "You saved me." "No." "I didn't." "And the worst part is, is that you still think that I did." "No." "You needed to be saved from me." "And that's what you all need." "So maybe today was a good thing, you know?" "Lock me up." "That way, you can all finally be safe." "Caleb and Catherine Hapstall, you've been charged with murder in the first degree in the death of Helena Hapstall." "Do you understand the charges?" "They do not, Your Honor, and neither do I." "I have evidence that will show that these charges are without merit." "This is a simple arraignment, Your Honor." "That we've come to based on a DNA match that was manufactured by the Philadelphia P.D." "Judge, please." "I have a report right here that shows Caleb Hapstall's DNA was on the victim's car." "Which is the second report you ran after you took a sample of my client's DNA and illegally placed it at the crime scene." "That's ludicrous, Your Honor." "Then why did your team delete the initial report?" "No such thing happened, Your Honor." "I have evidence of both reports... the second manufactured lab results, as well as the initial report that was deleted." "So, Mr. Eastham, why did you delete the original tests, hmm?" "I mean, unless you didn't want us to see it." "Explain that to the court." "That was awesome." "No, we were lucky." "We won by the skin of our teeth." "You lie to me again, and I'll fire both of you." " Got it." " Understood." "Now go home and don't kill anyone." "Good God, waitlist." "Just because there's no evidence that she killed the aunt doesn't make her dating material." "Annalise, Nate's judge made her decision." "All rise." "You may be seated." "We came to this hearing to decide whether there was enough evidence against Mr. Lahey to go to trial." "And yet much of the time was spent focused on the peccadilloes of Ms. Keating and whether she played the more substantial role." "It gives rise to the question..." "Whose preliminary hearing was this?" "Frankly, Ms. Sinclair, I don't think you know, either." "You yourself suggested that Ms. Keating, your own witness, was a liar." "As such, I have no option but to send you back to the drawing board." "Put together a new case... one where I can tell who the actual suspect is." "Mr. Lahey, you're free to go." "Thank you." "Here's what's fair." "I hurt you and I hate myself for that, and the only way I see us getting past this is if you hurt me back." "Like punch you or something?" "Tell me how you got it." "It doesn't matter." "It's what I deserve, Oliver, like you said." "Do it." "Hurt me." "I can take it." "I was a mess after you cheated on me." "Like, I didn't get out of bed for a week." "I just kept googling that guy you hooked up with and staring at his abs." "My friends forced me to go out." ""Get laid," they said." ""Rebound the pain away!"" "So I went to this bar, did shots... many, many shots." "And I ended up going home with some guy." "I barely remember anything." "Like, if I saw him on the street, I wouldn't even recognize him." "So..." "Yeah, that's the long, sad, cliché story of how I got it." "Because I cheated on you." "No." "Not really." "It was my bad decision." "Yeah, that you made because of me." "It's my fault." "You didn't have to come." "Of course I did." "You're forgiven." "Annalise, please." "That D.A. doesn't have enough evidence to charge you." "I know." "Okay, this is still how you do things." " How do I do things?" " You avoid anything hard." "You did it when you left me for Sam, refused to see me." "You can't avoid this conversation by, what..." " pretending you're hungry?" " What do you mean?" "I forgave you." "You don't mean it." "Well, if you don't believe me..." "Of course I don't believe you." "What I did to you, you get to be angry with me." "I'm done being angry with people." "With people, yes." "But this is me." "What do you mean?" "We don't know each other anymore." "I don't agree with that." "Especially after the other night." "It was sex." "Get over it." "Okay." "No more running, Annalise." "This conversation is happening now..." "Why did you have to do that?" "You needed to pin it on me, I know that." "But you didn't have to make it about me..." "Me." "The things you knew would hurt me." "You made it personal, and I don't understand why you had to do that, unless that was the point... to hurt me." "Why would you do that?" "You know why." "I don't." "Because part of me's still in love with you." "It's pathetic, I know." "I mean, we were forever ago, but..." "I guess I'm just stuck." "Yes, I've been with plenty of other women, buried myself in work, but..." "You show up again in my life, Annalise, and I'm just done." "You still have me, and I hate it." "I don't hate you, but I..." "I hate how you make me feel." "Because I can't have you." "I'm sorry." "That's all I came here to say." "I'm sorry." "Look at me." " No." " Look at me." " Annalise, don't do this." " Look at me." "It was good with you." "And real." "Too real." "So I got scared." "And I left." "But you're the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me." "What do you want?" "Guess who got an "A" on her civpro exam?" "Mm-hmm." "Oh, and with no cheating, which proves I can be normal." "You couldn't have just texted me that?" "Fine." "I'll go." "Really?" "Without getting what you came for?" "That is not why I came here." "Yeah, it is." "For the fast, hard, make-your-toes-curl sex those prep-school boys never gave you." "You think so highly of yourself." "No." "I can just read your body." "Those goose bumps on your neck, how fast your heart's pounding, and now you want me to kiss you... slow, deep, my tongue moving down your neck, chest, stomach, all the way till I'm under that skirt." "My fingers sliding inside your panties." "Too bad that's not happening tonight." "You're disappointed, I know, but..." "Think about how disappointing it is to be treated like a gigolo." "If you're interested in me, get to know me." "Otherwise, this is closed for business." "♪ An observer at that ♪" "♪ and if you're wary, don't believe me at that ♪" "♪ When I say that I wouldn't, I wouldn't dare ♪" "♪ from the tip of your tongue ♪" "♪ mercy awaits and cuts like a knife ♪" "♪ bound to the badlands ♪" "♪ heaven's distraction ♪" "♪ there's no persuasion stronger than sorrow ♪" "♪ it's stronger than ♪" "You don't know who you're dealing with here." "I'm nice with it on a pool table." "And you're just trying to get me drunk so you can beat me." "Not gonna happen." "♪ Learning to trust my hand to you ♪" "Let's do this." "♪ My hand to you ♪" "Bye, Felicia." "That's another way to say "suck it"" "because my team threw up a "W" in court today and handed you yo' ass, which means now there's no need for me play the mole anymo'." "I don't understand what you're saying." "I'm saying screw you for putting me in this position." "I almost considered leaving my lady because of this crap." "But now I don't have to." "In fact, I'm on my way to make sweet love with her all... night..." "long." "You should do that." "Oh, I will." "And then you can give her the bad news." "I'm the new prosecutor on the Hapstall case." "♪" " Come with me." " To New York?" "Well, not this second, but why not eventually?" "You can't stay in this house..." "Sam's house." "And what else is keeping you here?" "I mean, that tabloid case is beneath you, and if it's teaching, I'll call Columbia." "I'm not saying marry me." "Just... just think about it, is all." "I'll think about it." "She's dying." "She's dying." "She's... she's dying." "Connor, there is nothing we can do for her." " No." " The police are gonna be here any second." " I don't care!" " Damn it, Connor." "It's the only way we end up okay... if we leave right now." "Please, Connor." "Please." "Please." "Please." "Emily Sinclair." "Have you seen this woman before?" "I'm the new prosecutor on the Hapstall case."