September 23, 2016 | 0 Comments
Laurel: Your mailbox isn’t full, so I know that means you’re checking your messages and not dead somewhere.
Laurel: Your mailbox isn’t full, so I know that means you’re checking your messages and not dead somewhere.
Annalise: There is no grey area here, Laurel. It’s him, or it’s me. Laurel: He’s dead to me. Annalise: Good.
Mr. Mahoney: Can I help you? What? Wes: I think I’m your son. Mr. Mahoney: Why would you think that? Wes: Annalise Keating.
Annalise: Caleb Hapstall is a serial killer.
Annalise: Don’t you ever feel like it’s all too hard? Ophelia: Anna Mae, the reason why you feel it’s too hard is because you’re trying…
Michaela: Oh my God, we’re going to do this again, aren’t we? Asher: Yes, please.
Annalise: I hate you. Ophelia: Everybody love me.
Nate: You two do something stupid? Frank: We’re always doing stupid things. Never made her jump ship before.
Wes: No, my father, he’s dead. Annalise: No, he’s very much alive. And his name is Wallace Mahoney.
Annalise [to Wes]: I blame myself for everything that happened.