So, let's be clear --
you actually saw her take the sleeping pill that night?
No, but she told me she took it when we got into bed.
Then how can you be certain?
Because she took it every night --
right before we went to sleep.
Like a drug addict.
I told her, "You wouldn't need a pill to sleep
if you just slowed down.
Stop trying to do so much."
Sounds like the perfect recipe for your daughter to snap --
maybe even kill.
Objection -- argumentative.
Uh... what are you doing?
You didn't ask an actual question.
The opposing lawyer would have no choice but to object.
I watch court TV.
Grandma hated Elke.
She felt like mom should be our mom,
not some Scandinavian milkmaid.
Don't say that part on the stand.
We don't want anyone to think
your grandmother had anything to do with it.
Maybe she did.
Look in the medicine cabinet in their bathroom.
It's a veritable drugstore in there --
antianxiety meds for Mia,
hair-growth supplements for Matthew.
Does that mean you don't trust your daughter's judgment?
Of course I trust her.
Then act like it.
Show a sliver of doubt or distrust,
and the prosecution will pounce.
On top of me, initiating sex.
All the while, she's completely asleep.
That's how much those pills knock her out.
Uh, maybe don't...use the sex as an example on the stand.
When did your mom finally come to?
Uh, once my dad put her in the shower,
ran cold water on her.
It was the only way we could wake her up.
What was her reaction when she realized what she'd done?
She started crying, yelling.
It was awful -- for all of us.
Like, it's one thing for your mom to kill your nanny...
It's a whole other thing
if she had no idea what she was doing.
It sounds fake -- I know --
like we're making it up, but we're not.
It's the pill's fault.
Is it possible your parents told you
to lie on the stand today, Cody?
Your Honor, there's no good-faith basis to this question.
Let me rephrase.
Do you love your mother?
So you'd do anything to protect her.
He's badgering my witness, Your Honor.
Lying under oath is illegal, Cody.
Mr. Rodriguez, this is bordering on witness intimidation.
Are you lying, Cody?
Your Honor, I ask the court
to cite the prosecutor for misconduct
and allow my witness to leave the stand.
I'm not lying about my mother.
She loved Elke. We all did.
What did you just say?
Your Honor, he's just a young boy.
I loved her.
That's why I was awake at 3:00 a.m. that night --
because I was going to her room,
just like I had been every night.
We loved each other.
该死 艾登 还要我给你写好稿子吗
Damn it, Aiden! You want me to write a script for you?
How about, "Mother,
you should've told me you were giving Michaela a prenup,
and as her fiance
I fully support her decision not to sign it."
I got to go.
Are you good for anything, or can you only do your job
when you're screwing evidence out of someone?
Annalise, he did his best.
We were all blindsided by this.
No, you were blindsided.
Because you can't do your one simple job.
Tell me what's coming my way!
That's all I ask.
And in return,
I tolerate your pathetic, mousy presence in my house.
Hey, how's it feel to have your ass handed to you
just days before she hands out our final grades?
I'm not worried,
because I got a copy of the exam that she gave last year.
And I'm happy to share it with my new study group
if they have things to give me in return.
I'll trade you all my notes.
And I'll give you copies of all of Kan's old outlines.
I have every criminal-law hornbook ever written.
I think three people's enough for this study group.
Oh, my God. This is so good.
You like the photo?
I snuck it while you were in the shower this morning.
Wes was sitting right next to me. He could've seen it.
Makes it more fun.
What do you want?
What do you think?
Slow down, killer.
If I'm gone for more than a few minutes,
Bonnie will get suspicious.
Bonnie was born suspicious.
I want to take my time.
Hey, that was bull donks, yo.
A.K. reaming you out like that -- it's not right.
I mean, we all know who deserves the credit around here.
You're sucking up. Stop it.
No, I'm just saying don't let it get to you.
She's the one that sucks, not you.
Also, I'm having a little jammy-jam at my place tomorrow
before the bonfire.
Drinks, pretty peeps -- the ushe.
So I was hoping I could get off a little early tomorrow.