Sam had it coming. And he got it. That’s what happens when you get mouthy with Annalise. How’s that for a lesson, jackass?
Lynn Whitfield has had enough of everyone’s BS. She pulls out a designer pen and stabs every single character in the neck. Only Annalise survives. She defends Lynn Whitfield who avoids having to go to prison because the judge rules it a victimless crime. The End.
There’s something missing from this show. Now what was it? Oh, I know: this show needs more sex. When was the last time a character engaged in, talked about or yearned for sex? Side-eye.
Annalise kicks ass in a major court case, then she goes home listens to Billie Holiday and reads Sylvia Plath. Wes wears a solid-cclor shirt, Asher gets his day in the sun, Laurel is a pain in the neck, Michaela took mood stablelizers and Connor went an entire episode without seducing anyone.
Rebecca barges into Wes’s apartment because she smells pepperoni. What is she, a bloodhound? It’s obvious why Wes falls for her. Side-eye…. There is something shady about Bonnie Winterbottom.
This episode is all about sex and money. The characters are having sex, using sex and talking about sex. Some of them need money, others want to hold on to money. There are also some phone issues.
Dagnabbit, Wes did something shady. I may have to start liking him now. It makes me so mad when my rash judgements are wrong. Well, I can still hate that stupid Matthew McConaughey Cadillac commercial. I also like Connor, for all the wrong reasons. Also, you better treat a Vera Wang dress with respect.
Mr. Sexy Cop gives Annalise the brush-off, and her husband is getting frustrated with her, too. That’s not the only relationship drama.