How to Get Away with Murder

Previously on "How to Get away with Murder"...

No offense. I think I liked Rudy's setup better.

Rudy?

Yeah, he's the freak who lived here before you.

Come on. We had fun.

You had fun.

I was drunk and desperate.

Rebecca goes to trial unless we get the charges against her dismissed.

We have to prove that my husband murdered lila stangard.

To allow this trial to proceed

would be a gross miscarriage of justice.

Reporter: Miss Sutter, how does it feel

- to have the charges against you dropped? -

Whatever his wife told you, my brother is no murderer.

Your sister-in-law's in town.

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Crowd: 6, 5,

4, 3, 2, 1.

Happy new year!

Wes: I'm so sorry.

Annalise: Don't be.

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Bonnie: Hi. How was your trip?

Where is she?

Upstairs.

Hi.

The Petersons still have that swing set

that Sam and I used to play on when we were kids,

even though their own children moved out...

What?... 30 years ago.

Mrs. Peterson is still there. Garrett died last fall.

You've been avoiding me.

No.

Well, you haven't answered my phone calls.

Well, I went home. I had to get my head together.

To your mother's house. Bonnie said.

How is she?

She's good.

I can't remember the last time

Sam mentioned that you visited her.

Well, it's been a while.

Annalise, can we please not do this?

I don't know what you mean.

Can you at least tell me if you're concerned about him?

- Of course. - Then why leave?

When a person goes missing...

"Fled," you mean?

Either way, you don't leave. You stay. You put up posters.

But you stay so that you're there when they come back.

- He's not coming back. - How do you know that?

He killed a girl. He doesn't want to go to jail.

How do you know? Did he tell you?

The detectives say that you confronted him,

but he didn't confess anything.

- Would you? - If you were my wife

and a defense attorney, yeah, you bet I would.

Well, you're not a killer. He is.

What about foul play?

Why isn't that the first thing you think of...

Foul play, that... that maybe he's been hurt?

None of this makes any sense, Annalise.

Did you know I-I was with him

the day after that girl was killed... Lila.

We spent the entire Labor Day weekend together.

We... we went over... we had lobsters at Hemingways,

and he helped fix the screen door on my front porch,

and we talked about you,

about how much he wanted that new job at Yale,

and how he really thought

that a fresh start would be really, really good

for the both of you.

How could he have done all those little things

a-after he had just strangled a girl to death?

I don't know. People don't make sense.

W-what is this?

That's the evidence that I presented to the court

to prove that he killed that girl.

You read it,

and then you'll understand what I've been going through.

Whatever's in that box, that's not my brother.

He is not the man we thought he was.

Connor: Hey there, killer.

Funny.

First day of a new semester.

It's all so exciting, isn't it?

Hey. Oh, God.

Thank God you're both here.

I was... I was getting really anxious.

Why? Are you worried that I finally went to the police

without you and waitlist keeping an eye on me?

Connor...

Happy new year. How was everyone's break?

- What is that? - It's a fake.

I bought it with cash at a jewelry mart in Chinatown.

So, did everyone have a nice holiday?

- Yeah. - Um...

Well, mine was great.

Aiden and I spent most of it in East Hampton with his parents,

then went to the mayor's new year's party

at Gracie Mansion.

Is there any news about the sister?

Did Annalise scare her back to Boston yet,

or did she just kill her?

What are you talking about?

Sam's sister.

She got here right before the break.

She went to the police, said she didn't believe any of it.

She at least told you, right?

No.

Annalise: Welcome back, everyone.

Vacation is over.

This is How to Get away with Murder, the second semester,

where things get even harder than the first.

Wes: Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't think you needed to know.

It's his sister. How would I not need to know that?

If I don't tell you these things,

it's because they're not things

that you need to concern yourself with.

You have enough on your plate.

How is she?

Good.

And you? How are you?

I'm tired.

I can imagine.

Come in!

We've got a walk-in who claims she needs a lawyer

for a D.U.I. incident.

You think it's press?

Rubbernecker, more likely.

Do you want me to get rid of her?

No. We can use some fun around here.

What precinct gave you the D.U.I.?

- Excuse me? - D.U.I.S are issued

with paperwork from the precinct that pulled you over.

You don't have it?

Can we talk alone?

No, because I don't believe you.

Have you got a good enough look yet

at the house where the Middleton strangler lived?

God, I missed this place.

No, that's not why I...

I don't care about what your husband did.

I'm here for you.

I see.

So you want to see the freak

that sold out her husband up close, huh?

No, I don't think you're a freak.

I...

I want to do what you did.

I'm no role model. You need to leave.

Please. I don't have anybody else.

That's not my problem.

I think you're gonna want to take my case.

I've already decided I don't.

My husband's holding two girls captive in our basement.

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Rebecca: Best Christmas ever.

Don't have to eat dry turkey or pretend that Uncle Ray

isn't ripped on scotch and looking at us inappropriately.

What's that?

Christmas card for Rudy.

Hmm. Weird.

Why wouldn't his relatives know he doesn't live here anymore?

I don't know.

Maybe he's like us.

Sucky family.

- He ever say that to you? - No.

I hardly ever talked to him.

Let's... open it.

- No. - All right.

Oh, it's from his grandma!

Oh, and she's very generous.

We can get beer with dinner now.

She'll think he still lives here unless we return it.

You did better last night.

I only had to wake you once.

I'm sorry.

Let's have ice cream for breakfast.

I freaking love an orphan's Christmas.

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Jackie: I ran away when I was 16, slept on the street.

He said he would look out for me.

So we got married,

but I could never get pregnant.

Then he showed up with Rachel,

and I didn't know what to do.

I just knew I didn't want him to hurt her the way he hurt me.

Then Lynn came.

She's pregnant again, about to deliver.

Last time, the baby died. So this time...

That's why I'm here.

That can't happen again.

Annalise: Call the D.A.