"It wasn't my fault."
♪
This wasn't my fault.
[ Breathing shakily ]
It wasn't my fault.
None of it.
I'm not a killer. I'm not a monster.
I'm not the devil.
There's good in me!
There's good in me.
So much damn good!
♪ ...back into place ♪
♪ Where do I begin? ♪
♪
[ Cellphone chimes ]
♪ I can't explain what it is that I feel right now ♪
♪ It's just, I've lost the hope ♪
Oliver: I'm not scared. [ Thud ]
I'm not a little boy!
I'm a man who is strong, confident, and powerful!
I'm a strong, confident, powerful man!
[ Police radio chatter ]
♪
Annalise: Laurel's always put herself first.
And you need to do the same.
Stop wasting your love on her.
Love yourself, Michaela.
♪
Laurel's gone. I choose me.
Happy?
You clawed your way from nothing to get here.
All on your own.
Tell yourself that.
♪
[ Inhales deeply ]
I got here on my own.
I do everything on my own!
Everything!
I'm alone, but I'm brave!
I'm strong! I'm proud!
I want to be happy!
I deserve to be happy!
I choose me! I choose me!
So goodbye, Laurel!
You're dead to me! You're dead to me!
[ Crying ] You're dead to me!
You're dead to me.
[ Exhales deeply ]
♪
Feel better?
[ Sighs ]
Asher: Sure.
But we'd feel even better if you told Michaela the truth.
Asher, stop.
What? What?
The truth about what?
Somebody talk!
Annalise knew your birth father.
♪
If that's true, I'm gonna kill you.
♪
[ Thudding ]
Female minister: Even though the journey in this life has ended,
we will keep our hearts with our beloved --
not with sadness,
but with celebration of eternal life.
For it pleased God to take our dearly departed.
May the Lord bless her and keep her,
the Lord shine upon her and be gracious to her.
We ask you, o Lord, 00:03:49.646,00:00:00.000 to lift up our dearly departed Annalise