How to Get Away with Murder

Previously on season one of "how to get away with murder"...

A woman's body was found inside the kappa kappa theta house.

- What happened? - My student.

They found her in one of those water tanks.

I bet you the boyfriend did it.

There was nothing going on with me and that girl.

I need you to do what we talked about.

If Frank's not a lawyer, then what is he?

The female suspect, Rebecca sutter, arrested.

Rebecca! Don't say anything!

I didn't kill her.

Plug it into his computer. It'll download all his phone information.

Call wes.

- Sam: Unlock the door, Rebecca. -

I said open the damn door!

- - You have to get here right now!

- Get out of my house. - Wes: Let her go, then we'll leave.

- Get off! - Grab it!

Laurel!

Michaela: Call an ambulance.

Connor: Why? He's dead.

Oh, my God!

Get him off her! Do something!!

- Wes: I'm so sorry. - Annalise: Don't be.

You listen to me closely and do exactly as I tell you.

Remove the body.

My engagement ring is gone!

- Laurel: Michaela... - How the hell do you have that?

You were a disaster that night. I could tell you wanted to go to the police.

- Bryce: You recognize this ring? - I gave it to my husband on our wedding day.

- Any idea why we found it in the woods? - Nate: I'm on it.

Reporter: Former Philadelphia detective Nate lahey was arrested

in connection with the death of Professor Sam keating.

Just call the damn number.

- Annalise keating gave me your number. - Emily sinclair.

I'm the new prosecutor assigned to the Nate lahey case.

Do you have time for a few questions?

Or would you rather us do this at the police station?

So, I want your word you're not gonna tell a.K. About me and Bonnie.

- Bonnie and Asher? - Gives you the heebie jeebies, right?

Oliver? What's the matter? Are you sick?

I tested positive.

Michaela: She texted someone.

"Eggs 911. Lawyer's house."

Tell us the damn truth, Rebecca.

Did you... kill... lila?

You just need to tell me what happened that night.

Rebecca! Who was it? Who let her go, damn it?!

Wes: I didn't let her go. You have to believe me.

Annalise: Sam killed lila.

It's the version of the truth that makes the most sense.

Say it, and it will become true.

Sam killed lila.

- Annalise: Was it you? - Frank: No.

- I thought it was you. - Of course not.

Now what?

No. No, you don't have to do this.

You don't have to do this.

You don't. I'll be good. I'll be good.

I'll be so good!

Annalise: Statistically, if you're going to be murdered,

your killer will be someone you know...

An acquaintance, a friend, a family member...

Your lover.

- _ - why is that?

Why are we more inclined to hurt the ones we love the most?

And what challenges does that present a defense attorney?

Mr. Walsh?

The challenge for the defense attorney is that...

You were saying?

Right. Um, the challenge is that sometimes the police

only look at loved ones when trying to find a suspect.

- Frank: Now what? - Get rid of her.

Don't tell me how or where... Just take care of it.

Man: It's a big uphill battle if your client knew the murder victim.

So your best strategy is to... find a different acquaintance to pin it on?

But before you do that? Miss Pratt.

Attack the police investigation.

Use the idea that they're so used to thinking it's the husband or boyfriend

that they fail to look at other suspects.

I'm glad someone showed up to class today.

- _ - annalise: Here.

It's Sam's.

You know, whoever did this had to be strong enough to drag her behind the stairs.

A person can lift almost anything if they're desperate enough.

The defense won commonwealth v. Ferber by proving the police had bias.

Detectives' records even showed

they never considered other suspects other than Mr. ferber.

Now, what if your client is the spouse of the murder victim and you know he did it?

What would be your defense strategy... Mr. gibbins?

Annalise: No one can find out about this, Frank...

Especially wes. He can never know.

What if he already knows? 'Cause he did it.

- Mr. gibbins? - Pass.

I'm not Professor hahn. No one passes in my class.

I just did.

Annalise: It wasn't him.

You sure about that?

I mean, after Sam, and do we really believe the story about his mom killing herself?

Wes didn't do this!

Okay.

Stand up.

50 bucks says he poops his pants

- before she's done with him. -

You come to my class late and then you flaunt, in my face, that you're unprepared.

Either way, this doesn't mean that we can't use this opportunity to exercise your brain.

So, think.

What would be a good defense for a spouse who's killed his lover?

Pass.

Mr. gibbins...

I don't know the answer. That's what "pass" means.

So either keep wasting everyone's time or move on... your choice.

Were you drunk in class today,

or did you finally grow a pair after your girlfriend ran away?

I'm sorry... After you let her run away.

- Yeah. After I let her run away. - I knew it.

Waitlist, let Rebecca go.

- Don't joke about that, wes. - "Don't joke about that, wes."

Who says it's a joke? Maybe I did let her go.

But you didn't, so just stop saying that.

- "Stop saying that." - Michaela!

Oh, you want me to stop being annoying?

Then stop being a sociopath who steals engagement rings.

Connor: Mm. She's got you there. I'm team Michaela on this one.

- Never forget it. - Fine.

So, you're just gonna do that and hate me for the rest of our lives?

Lives? Are you kidding me?

I'm not gonna know you next year.

Fine. At least admit it kept you quiet.

Okay, you do realize I'm not scared to hit a bitch.

Oh, just throw me down the stairs. You did a pretty good job with Sam.

Frank: Hey!

Hey!

You think I got time to be your freaking nanny? Shut your traps and get to work.

We don't have any work.

Today's the preliminary hearing for Caleb and Catherine hapstall,

the adopted siblings accused of torturing and murdering their parents.

I finally heard back from a.D.A. Sinclair.

She says you'll be the first witness in Nate...

Quiet.

The hearing comes just three months since grant and Ursula hapstall,

owners of billion- dollar-valued hapstall pharmaceuticals,

were bound, gagged, and shot to death inside their main line mansion.

Victor: My clients had nothing to do with this violent, horrific crime.

I'm confident the judge will agree and not let this go to trial.

You don't know how to get a case thrown out

- in a preliminary, jackass. -

We need to talk... Alone.

- I have other things to discuss. - Bonnie.

It's freaking "lord of the flies" out there.

- They're scared. - But is it true?

The puppy went attack dog on you today?

Acting out in class doesn't make him a killer, Frank.

Where you going?

To get us a murder case that didn't happen in this house.

The worst part of a murder charge in Pennsylvania...

The death penalty is still legal.

So if I were a hardworking, low-income parent,

like most of the people on a Philadelphia jury,

I'd relish giving you the needle.

I'm sorry. Who are you?

Rich, spoiled, and ungrateful for the privilege you were born into...

Sorry, adopted into.

You need to leave.

You don't deserve the money. You're not their real children.

You felt that growing up. And it made you resentful, angry,

and then you decided, "enough.

- Let's shoot mommy and daddy in the head." - I'm getting security.

Caleb, wait. Who are you?

The lawyer you should've hired in the first place.

Annalise keating, of course!

How was her pitch?

Did she tell you that she made her boyfriend kill her husband yet?

Call me when he screws up.

Annalise: We're gonna make him screw up.

Manipulate Victor into making a mistake so big in court

that Catherine and Caleb will have no other choice but to fire him and hire us.

Wait. Why would we want their loser case?

Their aunt saw them leave the murder scene...

You're late.

And since when don't you like a challenge, Mr. millstone?

What about Rebecca's case, though?

Like... If that gets going again?

Rebecca's case is over.

But that firm is huge.

Which is why it'll be that much more fun to take them down.

What... You need a trophy to do your job?

Then quit.

You think you deserve to be here, that your job is safe?

You're here because I let you be here.

So do your work or get the hell out of my house!

Eve: I'd probably do what she says.

What... You still don't like surprises?

- How dare you. - Oh, relax.

- They can't know about this. - They can't? What about me?

Am I allowed to know what's going on?

- Haven't you talked to Nate? - Yes, he called,

but he seemed just as confused as to why I'd ever represent him.

And I tried to connect the dots, follow whatever crumbs you think you left,

but the only explanation that makes any sense...