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.