Previously on "How to Get Away with Murder"...
What can I do to get you to trust me?
Tegan, I don't miss you.
Need some help?
I'm scared she's gonna hang herself, like Dad.
We're gonna fix this, okay?
FBI has an informant.
Someone in your group.
Annalise knows where Laurel is, Frank.
What's the account balance?
Your current balance is $2.17.
- Solomon? - Yeah.
It's time to pay up.
I want a father. You were right.
I represent a suspect in this case.
Is the body still there?
Oh, come on. We're gonna be late for class!
So what?
I have to put class before ass if I'm gonna graduate.
Ahh...
Get out. Get out.
Fine.
Mm. Thank you.
_
What are you doing?
Annalise texted you.
- _ - What does she want?
Hell if I know.
She uses information as power.
Like that woman needs any more power.
Preach.
Why, hello.
So, what's this about?
Solomon.
Who told you?
Your boyfriend. And before you get mad...
I'm mad at the both of you.
But mostly me.
So, who is this boyfriend?
What is this?
You two are so close, you're having sleepovers?
- He just got here. - He popped out of your bedroom!
The kitchen.
And I only asked for Annalise's help
because you wouldn't call me back.
You mean because you didn't have the balls
to come and talk to me alone.
I told you she would think that.
I just want to do whatever I can to fix us.
- Why? - Because you're my daughter.
I mean, why do you want to fix us right now?
Versus 30 years ago?
What, you're scared I'm gonna out you as a deadbeat dad?
Ruin your brand?
I'm scared that I will die
without ever getting to know you, Michaela.
That's why I'm here, why I involved Annalise.
I want to be in your life.
- He write you a blank check, too? - What?
- Oh, he didn't tell you about that? - Tell me you didn't do that.
You asked for that money, Michaela.
She was testing you.
Just tell me what you want...
even if that means that I should go away forever.
But I will do whatever you tell me to do.
What I want is for you to have been there for me
every time Trishelle reminded me
that I was nothing more than a welfare check.
Or to beat the hell out of the parents
whose kids called me the N-word on the playground.
Or to stop my teachers from putting me in special ed
because I was so scared living in racist-ass Monroe County
that I never spoke in class!
I-I hate myself for even letting that happen to you.
Well, I hate you, too.
And you.
But mostly you.
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? How to Get Away With Murder 6x06 ? Family Sucks
Wait, he was in Annalise's that early in the morning?
Maybe they were smashing.
Stop before I vomit.
You know we have class in an hour.
So, I'll be drunk in class.
Well, at least you know Solomon really cares about you.
Mnh. He only cares about his reputation.
Alright, so, then, let's cash the check
and move to South America.
He's the one that needs to disappear, not me.
Then take the money and hire a P.I.
and figure out why Annalise picked me.
Man, you really are a dog with a bone.
Yeah, a big bone.
You know how infuriating it is
that Annalise knows something about me that I don't?
Welcome to the club.
Drink.
Weird.
Who is it?
Alright, you can take two more at noon.
Call me if you need anything.
I can leave work anytime.
Good.
I was thinking a sponge bath later.
You know, I actually hired someone else for that.
- Who? - Hello? Bonnie?
We're in here!
Oh, my God. You look...
Handsome as hell?
Sure.
Leave his side at any point, and I'll know.
Just call me Florence Nightin-glue.
Behave.
Oliver?
Frank really wants a sponge bath.
First, let's see how you do fluffing my pillow.
Yas, queen!
Go, queen!
Now do the treble step.
Mom, look. Remember this part?
Of course.
That's not all the wee leprechaun has left in him.
Oh, God!
My back! Oh.
Oh, I think I might have outgrown that move.
I'm gonna be smiling for days off that.
Right, Mom?
Now I get it.
What?
You two planned this so I'd snap out of it.
Like depression is a switch I can just flip on and off?
That's not what this is.
I'm gonna lie down upstairs.
Uh, I-I brought us biscuits from Busters, Mom.
I th... I thought we could, uh, eat before I go to class.
I'm tired.
The meds aren't working.
The doctor said it's gonna take a few weeks.
She could kill herself by then.
Would you please stop making that joke?
Where's the joke?
Okay, well, then, take her to the doctor
and ask them to inject her with lithium or something.
I don't have a car.
I'll leave mine here.
I don't have a license, either.
Remember? The thing with Mrs. Anderson's station wagon...
I'm not the only adult here.
Alright, you're right.
I'm sorry. Give me the keys.
I'll drive like an old lady.
Ohh, my L2.
That the best you got?
I'm just getting started.
Go hard.
Get mad at the bag.
Picture an ex. Come on.
Alright.
Stop. I can't talk about an ex on the first date.
It's as bad as politics.
Just so you know,
I don't hook up with Republicans.
Hey, registered Independent here.
You got proof?
Back at my place.
Alright.
Let's go.
Let's see if you can get lucky.
I got Michaela over here.
Now it's my turn to cash in.
How much money do you need?
As much as you're willing to give.
Why, though? What's it for?
To disappear.
Ever since Sam died, the FBI's been gunning for me.
- 'Cause you're guilty? - No.
Well, then, what you need is not money,
- but a great lawyer. - I'm the great lawyer.
And I know you know people who do this.
Even if I do, Annalise,
it's gonna cost you a lot more than you think.
- That's not my problem. - It's also my money.
Money that you wouldn't have if I hadn't kept
your dirty Michaela secret all this time.
Listen, I'll talk to Michaela again.
Just see what my options are.
Yeah, I'll make a few calls.
Old habits die hard, huh?
What?
You still like to quit things.
I haven't quit a damn thing my whole life.
Not true.
You quit us.
You this creepy when Connor's asleep?
I feel like I could've prevented this.
Let me guess.
Connor told you this was your fault?
No.
Yeah.
Well, he's wrong.
You sure there's not anything I can do?
Like ice? Or a foot massage?
Tell me a story. Distract me.
Well, uh...
I had my first threesome.
Really?
Oliver, out.
Bonnie said I couldn't...
Who you gonna listen to, me or Bonnie?
You think I had something to do with Laurel's disappearance?
I was just repeating what I was told.
You and I came up with our own lie that night.
Or did you forget?
Miller begged for the transfer to happen at night
before Xavier wanted, so the shooting wouldn't happen.
He was innocent.
They can't know.
Maybe we should just tell them.
Bonnie almost killed herself.
Is that what you want?
For her to complete it this time?
What are you doing?
There's no way I'm letting your high ass
bare your soul.
Xavier says he has Wes's confession.
What do we do?
Don't worry about it.
I got it.
You feel like bitch-slapping the Castillos?
Isn't that what they usually do to us?
Well, that's because we usually play defense.
But no more.
We're gonna file a restraining order
against the whole family.
Because a piece of paper is supposed to scare them?
It'll make the court aware
that they'll do anything to take us down.
- Or kill us. - What's your strategy, then?
Roll over? Quit?
Is that what you all have learned from me
for the last three years?
What do we do?
Draft a petition for a restraining order.
List every horrible thing they've ever done...
Frank's beating, Laurel's disappearance.
- Sandrine's head in a box. - Quiet!
Alright, everybody, take your seat.
We have a lot of bar prep to do today.
Hey. What was that about?
Like I'm ever telling you anything ever again.
What?
You told Annalise I found Solomon.
Yeah. We're fighting again.
Michaela!
If this is some new fake apology, there's no need.
I have no intention of apologizing.
- You lied to my face. - For Solomon.
Last I knew, he didn't want to have anything to do with you.
This was about protecting me? Bull!
Listen.
Alright, you hate me all you want. I can take it.
But why go through all this trouble finding him
just to push him away?
I was taking a second to think.
And maybe I would've given him a chance,
but then he used you to lie and ambush me.
So, he's not the fantasy you dreamed of?
See...
that's the problem.
He is.
He's not some guy in jail
or someone who had no choice but to give me up.
He is the actual fairy-tale version
of what a father should be,
and still, he chose himself over me.
So, now I don't know how to feel.
Listen.
I know what it's like to hate your father.
Just thinking about mine right now makes my heart hurt.
But hating him is just gonna hurt you.
Make sure you're pushing him away for the right reasons.
_
Lindsey. Solomon Vick here.
Listen, I might have a new client for you.
You ever take a break from work?
Not unless I have a good reason.
I'm not a good reason?
I haven't decided yet.
What was the long game here, Nate?
To get me all hot and bothered,
then what?
I'd spill secrets about my ex?
Tegan had nothing to do with your father's death.
Says her ex-wife.
Why would she have anything to do with that?
'Cause she works for the Castillos.
Worked for them.
Why does she have half a mil in stock
from a company Laurel Castillo owns?
Jorge gave her that stock over 10 years ago.
Why?
Well, that is a question for Tegan.
Now, do you want to ask her yourself,
or should I send her this recording that I just made?
Why?
Well, that is a question for Tegan.
Now, do you want to ask her yourself
or should I send her this recording that I just made?
I've been telling him he's wrong.
Was that before or after you came here as his spy?
You know how bad things have been.
It's made us all paranoid.
It's made you all stupid.
Does Annalise know about this?
No.
Good.
Then I only need to fire one employee today.
This is between you and Nate.
Get your shady ass the hell out of my firm.
I really don't get it.
Which part?
Quitting a job that lets you work
at a campus this beautiful.
My life is only beautiful on the outside.
My private jet on the way?
Reached out to my contacts, and things are in motion.
- Tell him to hurry. - Her.
And it's not as simple
as sending you on a jet to some beach.
I know that.
So, you know what you're about to lose?
Everything that makes your life worth living?
Your mother, friends, work... it's all gone.
- I'm not the only quitter here. - What?
You ditched your legal aid dreams
as soon as big law came calling.
You and your $500 million regret that decision now?
What, 'cause money buys happiness?
Money could make life easier.
Not always.
Well, I'll take my chances.
Is Michaela involved in whatever it is you're running from?
I told you what I'm running from.
- You also said you weren't guilty. - I'm not.
Innocent people don't ditch their lives this easily, Annalise.
All this coming from a man who abandoned his daughter
like it was no big deal.
And you see how much I regret that.
If you want to be a part of Michaela's life,
chase her.
She deserves nothing less, with how much you hurt her.
She wants to feel wanted.
Like all of us.
Get me my damn jet.
AK is gonna be so proud of us!
That's literally never happened.
Yeah, but this petition is so pretty.
I'd definitely restrain someone off of this.
_
You forgot to put Emmett's murder.
That was ruled a heart attack.
Just put it down.
And, oh, don't forget that, uh,
Connor is actually Emmett's secret love child with Tegan.
What?
Oh, you know, that's why Annalise picked him for the K5.
You know, at this point, I would buy that.
Asher, it's Chloe! You there?
Why is she here?
She probably wrecked my car.
Asher!
Why aren't you answering your phone?
Busy. What's wrong?
Our mother.
She told me I was the biggest disappointment of her life.
Yeah, that's true.
Well, I cannot take any more emotional abuse.
I need a night off to feel normal.
And that has to happen here?
We have exams coming up.
You mean you hate me.
No! We don't.
Not... really.
I like your hair.
Liar.
I just don't have any friends in town.
I blew them all off when I moved to Vegas.
Can I drink this?
Ohh! Wow, this is bad.
You guys really are poor, aren't you?
What conspiracy theories about me
can I disabuse you of, Nate?
That I killed Emmett, your father?
Did you?
Let me in so we can talk about this.
Thank you.
Listen.
On the graves of my siblings, parents, and grandparents,
I swear to God, I had nothing to do
with the tragedy that was your father's death.
Your whole family's dead?
You didn't find that out with all your stalking?
It's hard to find anything about you.
I know the pain of losing the people you love.
I know how it can make you...
angry in ways you never felt angry before.
- Get to the point. - It wasn't me.
The sooner you accept that,
the sooner you can get over this grief.
Jorge teach you how to lie this good?
Wow.
Come at me again,
you'll be seeing your father sooner than you think.
And...
Now, okay. Don't let go, okay?
Good! Now dip me, but hold me tight,
like someone you want to do butt stuff with.
Oh!
Yes!
Why is this happening?
- It's the hot mess express, Ols. - Hmm-hmm-hmm.
She couldn't keep it together a week
to take care of our depressed mother.
- Family sucks. - Not all family.
Asher's mom only invited him back in because she needs him.
That's not actual love.
Ouch.
I only say that because I want what's best for you.
They have a lot more apologizing to do
- before you forgive them. - Same goes for richy rich Solomon.
Damn straight.
No, what I meant was our family...
us, in this house.
We don't suck.
Uh, Oliver?
Just so you know, I'm stealing your husband.
Well, then you better grow a penis.
How do you know I don't already have one?
And, boy, is it pretty.
Please make it stop.
How was work?
Fine.
But I asked for the rest of the week off.
You don't have to do that.
Too late.
Mm.
What'd you and Annalise talk about?
Oliver told me she stopped by.
She talk about Laurel?
Just to promise she didn't know where she is.
You're sweating.
I'm fine.
Where are your painkillers?
I told Oli to flush them.
Annalise took them?
No.
And I'm fine.
You know I got a high pain threshold.
I'm gonna call the doctor for a new prescription.
The petition for the restraining order is ready to go.
But not until you tell me why you chose me for the K5.
- What do you mean? - He's a bit obsessed.
You blame him, considering why you picked me?
Honestly? I don't remember.
- Come on. - I'm serious.
I have no memory.
That's how boring the reason must be.
Okay, before you file that, can we talk about
if we really want to poke the Castillo bear again?
We're playing offense.
I'm gay, so sports metaphors mean nothing to me.
Frank almost died.
Laurel and Christopher might be dead.
The only one walking the streets is Xavier.
But instead of the FBI focusing on him,
they're coming after us.
This might finally get them to protect us.
What if it backfires?
Then we'll know that we went down with a fight.
_
Oh, my God.
What is he doing here?
I have no clue.
Is that Daddy?
What the hell are you doing here?
I wanted to see you in your element.
Yes, my element, to which you are not invited.
Mr. Vick? Asher Millstone.
I'm a huge admirer of your daughter. The biggest, in fact.
You must be the boyfriend.
- No, he's not. - Although I was.
Actually, that would be me. Gabriel Maddox.
No. This is not happening.
Everyone, move!
You, follow me.
Looks like she didn't want you to meet the dad.
Hmm.
You two have a lot to discuss,
so I'll just leave you to it.
I'm here to see you, Michaela.
- I'm busy. - With a case?
Is, uh... is this it?
Hey! Have you ever heard of attorney/client privilege?
Come on! Test my criminal law knowledge.
You know what? I do have a question for you, actually.
It might make you want to leave here,
which is definitely my point.
Bring it.
Well, it's for the both of you.
Were the two of you ever together?
You know... romantically?
Oh, my God.
- Tell me you're not my mother. - Stop.
Hey, anything's possible at this point.
Michaela, I'm not your damn mother.
Okay, enough of this. We're all adults.
No. Adults don't show up places uninvited and unwanted.
Now, if you two will please excuse me,
I'm gonna go to the restroom to throw up!
You said, "Chase her".
_
You have 10 seconds to say
whatever the hell you came to say.
He approached me, Tegan.
Then you come to me and tell me that.
I wanted proof that he was being shady.
No. You wanted to pour salt on the wound.
Why? Telling me you never loved me wasn't cruel enough?
I never said I didn't love you.
Unh-unh.
We don't need to go there again.
Just tell me this...
Were you planning on sleeping with him?
No.
Do you know how humiliating this is?
- Why? - He's Annalise's ex, Cora.
He could've found out things you don't want him to know.
The flirting was to distract him.
Please.
Why does it matter if he's Annalise's ex?
You like her?
Stay the hell out of my life.
I think your dad likes me.
- I don't care who he likes. - Well, I care.
And maybe if the Castillos don't murder us all,
we can go out to dinner tonight.
More whispering?
Was it about me not being good enough
to meet your father?
Gabriel.
Because that's what Asher told me.
Guilty as charged.
The reason you don't get to meet
that man who is not my father
is because we're still in a fight.
Yeah. So, take your little hurt feelings and skedaddle.
Okay.
You are gonna forgive me.
- Don't put words in my mouth. - What she said.
You wanna know why?
Because I am a good man.
We're rare.
And any father that does get the chance to meet me
will be proud that his daughter picked me.
Because I'm gonna change the world.
I'm gonna make our justice system better.
Now, I would prefer it if it were you by my side.
You mean, you by my side.
You know what? I would love that.
You just have to forgive me.
I'll be over here whenever you're ready.
You're not actually falling for that, are you?
Oliver's not here.
I came to talk to you.
Why was I picked for the K5?
What?
Annalise claims that she doesn't remember.
But you know where all the skeletons are buried...
literally.
So... tell me.
Why do you care so much?
How could I not care?
Annalise didn't pick you.
I did.
You're lying.
No.
She always let us pick one student.
Frank chose Laurel.
I chose you.
Why?
Your application essay.
You wrote about getting a gay conversion camp shut down
when you were an undergrad.
You honestly expect me to believe that?
I'm an abuse survivor, Connor.
When I was a kid.
So, to know that you stood up for those kids
when no one else would?
I... wanted to know you.
I'm... I'm sorry that happened to you.
It was a long time ago.
So was me being a guy who helped people.
It's like he died with Sam.
I think I was hoping whatever reason I got picked
would explain why I'm this way.
You're not a bad guy, Connor.
I'm just tired.
We all are.
Nothing good comes from hating yourself.
You deserve a lot more good than what you've had.
So do you.
_
Girl, put your phone down.
- I got a story for you. - Well, you better make it fast.
Nate and Cora.
He approached her to find out
if I was still in bed with the Castillos.
- No. - He admitted it to my face
and sent Bonnie here as his spy.
I fired her ass.
She didn't tell you?
No.
I-I don't have time for this right now.
What the hell else is more important?
I filed a restraining order against the Castillos.
- Have you lost your mind? - Probably.
The last time you took on this family,
Emmett died and you went on a bender.
So, what is this?
You got a thing for a clapback?
Or a death wish?
Fear.
That's why I'm doing it.
So I don't have to look over my shoulder every second of the day.
Only smart to be scared.
Well, that's where me and you are different.
Nate, too.
Wait, you're defending him?
If you'd been through what we've been through,
you'd have learned to fight, too.
Otherwise, you're dead before you've even died.
What the hell is this?
- Why are you here? - I got subpoenaed.
- By who? - The people
you're trying to bring a restraining order against.
They want me to testify against you.
What the hell have you gotten me into here, Annalise?
This is quite a list of allegations
against the Castillos, Ms. Keating.
That's why I'm here, Judge.
So I don't end up nearly dead in a hospital, like Mr. Delfino.
In order for the Castillo family to defend themselves,
we'd like to call Solomon Vick to the stand, Your Honor.
Mr. Vick doesn't know anything about the Castillo family
or my complaints against them.
Mr. Vick is aware
of Ms. Keating's own criminal activity, though.
You want to talk about criminal activity?
Subpoena Xavier Castillo.
Xavier Castillo is out of the country.
That's why we're calling Mr. Vick to the stand.
I'm gonna tell you exactly what Mr. Vick is gonna say, Judge.
I asked him to investigate ways to flee the country.
That's how terrified I am of this family.
Ms. Keating has conveniently left out
the illegal elements of this plan.
Since when is moving out of the country a crime?
Mr. Vick will make that clear, Your Honor.
Okay.
Your Honor, this is another example
of the Castillos' harassment.
Let me decide that for myself, Ms. Keating.
Mr. Vick, please take the stand.
Hey, nurse.
You're pretty good at this.
The meds are working, huh?
Like a charm.
Can I tell you something?
Oregon.
What are we waiting for?
How about Oregon?
They have these beach towns
with giant sand dunes and trees.
You chose to come back here.
I was scared then.
But I'm not anymore.
You're the only person in my life that matters, Bon.
Say yes.
You're high.
Go to sleep.
Mr. Vick, what is VIP Results?
My understanding is it's a high-end travel agency.
Were you aware of the illegal aspects
of this "high-end travel agency"
when you hired them to relocate Ms. Keating?
Objection. Testifying for the witness.
Overruled. Answer, Mr. Vick.
I hired VIP Results
with very little knowledge of their process.
Did you know that they create fake passports?
Objection. Prejudicial.
Overruled. Allow Mr. Vick to speak.
I don't know any of the specifics.
So, there's no, uh, phone recordings
or paper trail to contradict you?
I'm only asking in case you may have forgotten.
I invoke my 5th Amendment right against self-incrimination.
Because you're involved in Ms. Keating's conspiracy to murder?
Objection. Pleading the 5th cannot be used against the witness.
- Sustained. - Are you just protecting your daughter,
- Michaela Pratt? - Counsel is in contempt, Judge.
That's enough, Mr. Ballast.
Are you aware that your daughter, Michaela Pratt,
is a murder suspect along with Ms. Keating?
Every word out of Mr. Ballast's mouth is a lie, Your Honor.
Check with the FBI.
They will corroborate that Ms. Keating
is a person of interest in this case.
And how would you know that?
Do you have an in with the FBI?
You're bugging their phones, just like you're doing Mr. Vick?
I have no statements on anyone's phones.
Then how would you know who Mr. Vick had spoken to?
Or that I'd asked him to research a move out of the country?
Why don't we ask Mr. Vick the question?
Your client owns a major telecom company.
Who else are you illegally recording?
Judge Gage here?
- I'm calling for a recess. - This is why I want to run, Judge.
Even if it means considering illegal activities.
So, you admit to illegal behavior?
I'm a partner in a major law firm.
I won a damn Supreme Court case.
I'm the most powerful I've ever been.
And here I am, considering disappearing
because I'm afraid for my life.
That's the reason why we're here.
Not to make up stories about me being a killer,
but to protect me from Xavier Castillo.
Or are you okay with me dying, Judge?
Either you protect me or they kill me.
It's your choice.
Hey.
We won the restraining order.
Tell everyone to destroy their phones.
What?
Just do it.
I could've gotten arrested.
They don't care about you. They just want me.
And my daughter, apparently.
Now she's your daughter?
I asked you to look out for her, but this is what you've done?
You don't know the first thing of what I've done for Michaela.
What you've done is destroyed any chance she had
at an honest life.
You're talking to me about an honest life?
I'm not perfect, but I also ain't no damn murderer.
You screwed your client's wife
and then went deadbeat on that poor girl.
- Oh, don't try to pretend that you care about her. - All to make bank and sell out.
Well, you didn't seem to mind when you came begging for that cash.
Oh, you wanted to give it to me.
That's how bad the guilt eats at you.
I saw you at your worst.
Making Iris fall for you so you can get between her legs.
I cared for her.
You used her, just like you used me,
just like you're using Michaela.
You know you're nothing without a strong woman by your side.
Oh, you think knowing how to yell at people makes you strong?
Mm, that suit, that smile,
that feminist crap doesn't fool anyone.
Soon as any woman meets you, she sees you
for the sad, lonely, greedy bastard you are.
Whenever this ends for you,
whether you are in jail or asylum or a coffin,
I hope that you can finally let go
of all that hate inside of you.
Dear God, we thank you
for bringing us together as a family again.
We also thank you
for keeping our dearly departed William,
husband and father,
by your side, while he watches over us.
And for returning Asher to our family.
May he one day be forgiven for his sins.
Amen. Asher, would you pass the rice?
What sins?
U-Um, we were... we're having a good night.
- Let her answer. - She's sitting at the table. Eating.
Tell me you don't still blame me for Dad dying.
It doesn't matter,
because I'm not mad anymore, Asher.
I forgive you.
Are...
You forgive me?
I should be the one forgiving you.
You kicked me out of the family.
You broke my heart.
Dad died, and I was all alone.
You want to talk about depressed?
I thought about...
I thought about killing myself.
So, where's your apology
for turning your back on your only son?
The only way to Heaven
is to beg forgiveness for your sins.
You can pray to God all you want.
You're the one going to Hell, not me.
Annalise told me to forgive you.
Every bone in my body is telling me that I should just go home
and continue hating you from afar.
But I'm better than that.
So are you.
So I'm gonna help you get what you want...
at least so you'll stop barking up the wrong tree.
- We'll file a wrongful death lawsuit. - _
Sue the prison, guards, D.A.'s office.
We'll get you some big money.
I don't want money.
You want justice for your father,
for his killers to be found out and suffer.
A civil suit is how we do that.
Maybe it's a sign we go to Oregon.
I was high, but I meant it.
Every word.
I can't.
Why not?
Ron.
You think I'm ready to move on?
I'm not saying no.
I just need more time.
_
Wait, did anyone tell Asher?
Well, it's too late to call him now.
Michaela!
I am taking you out of here.
That would be kidnapping.
You are in over your head, Michaela.
I think that's actually you
pretending you know how to be a father.
I know what Annalise has got you involved in.
I know.
Leave.
You want a father.
I see that, Michaela.
Well, fathers protect the people they love.
I can protect myself.
I'm saying you don't need to this time.
And I am saying I can save myself,
just like I always have.
The damn FBI's involved, Michaela.
And I grew up with every odd stacked against me,
but look at what I've done.
Yale, Middleton.
God only knows what brilliance I'll achieve after I graduate.
I am literally my ancestors' wildest dreams.
So, can you imagine if I actually had you growing up,
with all your money and contacts and privilege?
I'd already be President.
And you still can be, if you would just let me help you.
I'm good.
Seriously.
I'm gonna be President
or... a Supreme Court Justice
or CEO of some planet.
And when I do, I'll know that I got there on my own,
and you'll be really sorry you're not by my side.
So, thank you for abandoning me.
It made me even greater than I already am.
Please...
don't ever show up in my life again.
_
Come in?
You were right.
Family sucks.
What happened?
Just me being stupid enough to think that they changed.
They're not my family.
You are.
You've been there for me when no one else was.
Even when you disappointed me,
you still always had my back.
Do you know how much that means to me?
How much you mean to me?
You mean a lot to me, too.
Don't... You don't have to say that.
No, I-I should tell you that more.
Because you've always had my back, too.
Even when I don't deserve it.
You're the only man in my life
who hasn't lied to me or left me.
I'll never leave you, Michaela.
Even if we don't end up together,
I want to be there for you for the rest of your life.
I'm still in love with you, Michaela.
I always will be.
Is this okay?
You're worried about Gabriel.
Yeah.
He's not the one, Michaela.
It's me.
Asher?
What are you doing here?
Asher.
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