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Previously on "How To
Get Away With Murder"...

And then Uncle Clyde
came out of your room,

and I knew what he had done.

Sometimes you got to
do what you got to do...

even if all you've got is a long match.

I did everything I could
to help your father.

And you failed.

My pops was murdered because of you.

- Stay the hell back.
- Time you finally paid for that.

I need you here right now.

- What's wrong?
- Asher's here.

He turned.

Admit that you did all of it

because you were under the
influence of Annalise Keating,

and you'll get five years.

- Where's Annalise?
- She's gone.

That's why I'm here to see

if you helped her disappear
like you did Laurel.

I'm only signing if you
agree to one more term.

The terms are only valid

if they apply to Connor and myself.

Agent Lanford. You find
Annalise Keating yet?

Annalise Keating?

Seras extraditado de
regreso a los Estados Unidos

en nombre del FBI.

Guard?

Someone needs to take care of the baby.

Guard!

No.

I'm gonna protect you!

... protect you.

I'm here for you.

What's the matter?

It's just a dream.

You were yelling about some baby.

Just go back to sleep, Mama.

Are you awake?

It's 3:00 a.m.

What the hell you think?

You wouldn't be able to sleep

with an old woman in your bed either.

How's she doing?

Great, considering I almost threw her

over the balcony a few times.

That's one way to finally
get charged with murder.

This is the arraignment
in Case 15 CR 116,

- the United States vs. Annalise Keating.
- _

AUSA, what are the charges?

Ms. Keating entered
Mexico with a passport

under a false name.

The government charges
her with one count

of possession of a false
identification document

and the related charge
of passport forgery.

That's it?

Yes, Your Honor.

Ms. Keating, do wish to
enter a plea at this time?

Not guilty, Your Honor,

and I'd like to request release
on my own recognizance.

By definition, this crime makes
Ms. Keating a flight risk.

We thereby forego bail

and ask that the court place her
on house arrest, pending trial.

I have an elderly mother
who has dementia,

who requires my assistance
outside the home, Your Honor.

You and I both know how much worse

these charges could've
been, Ms. Keating.

What if I countersue for
suppression of evidence,

argue that the government's
been hiding my real charges

behind the passport fraud?

Or you can take a moment to
think before poking the bear.

I do better when I'm on the attack.

What about motioning for
a Bill of Particulars?

The particulars being a list of charges

that can get you put away for life?

Well, at least I'd be
able to prepare a defense

instead of watching my
mother watch stories all day.

You want my opinion as
your lawyer or your friend?

I don't want to get you any
more involved in this Hell.

"He who represents himself
has a fool as a client".

Aw, Abraham Lincoln never met a lawyer

as good as me when he said that.

True.

But I'm here if you need me.

Like I'd be calling
your ass at 3:00 a.m.

if I didn't already know that.

Okay, I'm gonna be your friend,
and I'mma let you sleep.

I'm awake now.

Aw, good night.

Good night.

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Mama.

I need those.

Anna Mae!

This ain't no spell.

This is your mama knowing
you ain't sleeping right,

all stressed out.

Next thing you know, you'll
be sucking down alcohol

out of everything in this place.

Mama, I haven't had a
drink in five months.

Let's keep it that way, honey.

You know what?

I came up with a
brainstorm this morning.

How 'bout we buy you a cat

and we take that ankle bracelet

and put it on that thing

and you go on about your business?

Great idea.

- Got a better one? Where is it?
- Yeah.

Let me see it.

My plan starts with calling up Celestine

to come back here and take you home.

That's not gonna happen, honey.

Because I'm here to take care of you.

Huh?

Mmm.

I knew that would do the trick.

Mm-hmm.

Cookies for breakfast?

Asher's snickerdoodles!

If we can't go to the funeral,

I figure we honor him
by doing stuff he likes.

Liked.

Yes, we're in Hell,

but let's just eat cookies
for breakfast until we get out.

- Ooh, God.
- Ugh. Oh, God.

- Sorry.
- What is that?

I think I used too much baking soda.

I'll start over.

He hasn't called. I checked
like two minutes ago.

You want Lanford to call?

Well, you know, just to let us know

what we're supposed to do here.

Thought you were just
supposed to sit tight

and wait for the trial.

You mean the trial that they
still haven't set a date for,

thereby giving Annalise more time

to figure out we took a deal?

Annalise isn't gonna figure it out.

- Okay, she might figure it out.
- Thanks for the comfort.

Look, I'm just saying

the FBI isn't gonna let
anything bad happen to us

after what happened to Asher.

I'll shut up now.

- Thank you.
- There you go.

Any word on Michaela or Connor?

Not a peep.

Guilty as hell, right?

Alright. Here's my plan.

- We file a Bill of Particulars with the judge.
- Bill of what?

It'll force the AUSA to
reveal all the charges

that they plan to bring against me.

Tegan can help you if you need it.

You're talking to Tegan about your case?

She's on our side, right?

- She helped Laurel disappear.
- I trust her.

You also trusted the kids. Now look.

If you want out, I'll understand.

Whatever crap the FBI's got on you,

they've got on us, too.

We're gonna beat this.

I'll file the bill with
the judge right away.

You going to Asher's funeral?

He did this to himself.

I got her.

Chloe. Asher's sister?

I stopped by to get a few of his things

to put up at the funeral.

I assume you're not going?

Sorry?

What killer wants to go
to his victim's funeral?

Hey, I had nothing to do with this.

Then why did you lie to the FBI?

- You're mistaken.
- Really? Am I?

Asher called me from this
phone before he was killed.

Give me one damn reason why
I shouldn't think it was you.

Hey.

What the hell?

I'm fine. Just... I-I need your phone.

- For what?
- It's an emergency.

- Give me your phone.
- No.

Wait. I'll pay you $64,000 for it.

- Whose blood is that?
- It's mine, okay?

I-I took shrooms, I
fell down, I hit my head.

You can ask Peyton. She saw us all out.

Now, please, please give me your phone.

Okay, just... stay.

Wait.

First, tell me if what I
saw on the news was true.

W-What?

Did Wes kill Sam on his own?

- I-I have no idea.
- Then bye.

Look, okay, okay. I-I wasn't
there when any of it happened,

but I was there after,

and Wes is not the kind of
guy who could kill someone.

So, he had help.

I wasn't there, but, yeah, I think so.

- From Annalise?
- I don't know. Please, please, your phone.

Thank you. Here.

No, you're clearly high.
There's no way I'm taking that.

Collateral until you
get your phone back.

Whoever this is, stop calling.

- Chloe, it's me.
- Asher? Whose number is this?

Look, I need you to come
pick me up right now.

- I can't.
- Chloe, what...

I'm in Atlantic City.

They found out, okay?

Michaela, Connor,
Oliver, they found out.

Asher.

Swear on Dad's grave
you didn't tell them.

No, I just... Michaela
asked, and I couldn't lie.

- Idiot.
- Just worried that the...

that the FBI won't go
through with the deal now.

- They have to.
- No, the deal is contingent

on me getting them evidence
that they can use at trial.

I haven't given them that.

Asher.

It's gonna be fine.

I'll call a car to come
get you right now.

It's graduation night. It's gonna...

- It's gonna take forever.
- Just stay there.

I'll text you at this number
when the car arrives, okay?

Okay.

Good.

And you're not an idiot,
at least not more than me.

Love you.

Why did you lie to the FBI?

I didn't. I-I just didn't
think they needed to know.

My brother's dead,

and my mother's probably
gonna kill herself, too.

I will waterboard you to get the truth.

The FBI framed me for
terrorism last year,

so they're not exactly people I trust.

Do I look like a moron?

I can show you court
transcripts if you want.

He was informing
against Annalise Keating.

We both know she has
something to do with this.

Well, hope the FBI buys that story.

Just... don't say anything, okay?

Dummy.

The FBI's who told me
Asher used your phone.

I'm just surprised I'm the
one who got to break the news.

Asher looked out for himself,

just like Connor and Michaela are now.

Why aren't we?

We need a plan, Frank.

You mean a plan that doesn't
just involve you and me.

What if Laurel comes back

and says all the things that
you've ever wanted to hear?

I'll choose you.

But you got to choose me, too.

You and Annalise have a bond
I'd never want to get between.

You two don't?

Sure.

When it's all over, it's you for me.

But I don't know who it is for you,

and that's okay.

She's the only reason
we're still here, Bon.

You know that, too.

_

Stop snooping.

Who's Robert?

No one.

And I just got word that
the judge wants to see me.

Because of that Bill of Peculiarities?

Keep eavesdropping on my
private conversations, Mama.

I dare you.

Well, what you gonna
do, kick me out? Huh?

That would be just another
bad decision you're making.

Only bad decision I've made
is you letting you come.

I mean, who are you
entrusting your business to?

That Bonnie and Clyde team are shady.

They have my back, Mama.

And what happened to Nathaniel?

Nate is the last person who's
gonna help me out of this mess.

Well, frankly, sweetheart,

I think you need to
get yourself a lawyer.

Mama, I'm the best lawyer I know.

How 'bout that lesbian friend

that you went to law school with?

Her name is Eve, Mama.

And we were more than just friends.

You mean that you were...

Before Sam.

That's why I went into therapy.

That's my ride.

Anna Mae.

Oh, Miss Ophelia.

- So good to see you!
- Mm-hmm.

I'll be back in an hour, Mama.

Love the sweater, Miss O.

But better, right?

What are you doing?

It's happening.

What is?

The reckoning.

I just got off the phone with my lawyer.

Annalise filed a motion to get
a list of her future charges.

- So?
- If Annalise wins,

she'll know she's
getting charged for Sam.

The only testimony to support that

would have to come from
the people who were there.

Disclosing details of
an open investigation

isn't necessary until an indictment.

Half of Philly thinks
I murdered my husband

because of what the FBI
let slip to the press.

That itself is an indictment.

Ms. Keating, DOJ guidelines
give the AUSA leeway

over if and when to add
charges to your case,

so even if I agreed with
your claim, legally...

The law dictates you
agree with her, Judge.

I'm sorry, are you part of
Ms. Keating's legal team?

Yes. Ms. Price is my co-counsel.

Well, I don't have that name
anywhere in my paperwork.

It's getting filed today.

Until then, the United States v. Rosa

allows you to force the AUSA

to reveal future charges

when a defendant might face
prejudicial surprise at trial.

What surprise?

Ms. Keating seems very sure
additional charges are coming.

Only because of the public lynching

the FBI has given me in the press.

Your Honor...

the government is deliberately
hiding its real case

to deprive me of my
Fifth Amendment right

to due process.

Now, if Ms. Montes needs
a review of that law,

I'm sure one of my
students can tutor her.

We make a good team!

You got to give me that.

I'll admit it if I win my motion.

"I" win or "we" win?

You're hired.

Ooh. Finally!

High-five.

Just this once.

First order of business, you've
got to entertain my mother.

I'd be honored.

Mama?

You taking a nap?

Mama?

Mama?

Maybe she just went out for a walk?

Celestine's gonna kill me.

_

Asher! It's Gabriel. Give me my phone!

I need a few more minutes. Go away.

It's me.

Uh, this isn't what I
wanted to have happen.

But I just have to say this.

My assistant said you
had an urgent matter.

Yeah, um, Asher borrowed this
from me the night he died.

Chloe Millstone tell you?

Does it matter?

I brought it here,
okay? So just take it.

I assume you deleted
anything incriminating

that might explain why
you need a second phone.

Your agents have a history of framing me

for crimes that I didn't commit,

so can't be too careful.

Then let's talk about
the acts of violence

you've committed against
Asher in the past...

the courthouse fistfight
you instigated, for example.

- Aah!
- Just stop!

Asher borrowed my phone.

That was the last time that I saw him

until I found his body and I called 911.

Okay.

Let's amend your statement.

Did you check the security footage?

I don't care if you just got on duty.

Just check every damn tape.

Doorman didn't see her leave,

and I knocked on every door I could.

This is stupid.

- Your monitor! Annalise!
- It's my damn mother.

The judge can kiss my ass.

What is it?

She's here. Don't worry.

Why didn't you call me?

She just showed up.

Tell her I had one of my spells.

- Bull, Mama!
- We're all good.

We're all good. I'll
drive her to you now.

And, Nate,

thank...

Let's get you home.

Not until you explain yourself.

I mean, how dare you
not stand by Anna Mae

after all she's done for you, Nathaniel.

Miss Ophelia, if I may,
there's a lot more to the story

- than you know.
- Oh.

There's a lot more to every story,

like how Anna Mae had the chance

to turn against you last Christmas.

I mean, the FBI even offered
her a deal to turn you in,

which she didn't take.

You know why?

'Cause she cared for you, Nathaniel.

Your daughter made her own bed.

She fought the Supreme
Court for your daddy.

And I know you miss him,

but you taking your pain out on Anna Mae

isn't the answer.

That is not what's going on.

That's exactly what's going on.

It's written all over
your face, the guilt.

You're guilty because you're wrong,

and you know you're wrong.

With all due respect,

the person you should be
talking to about all this

isn't me.

It's Annalise.

Hmm.

You think being so big makes you tough?

Then why don't stop acting
like a hurt little boy?

♪ I don't need no teacher ♪

♪ You come on our turf, we
be like, "Bye, Felicia" ♪

♪ "Bye, Felicia" ♪

♪ "Bye, Felicia" ♪

♪ You come on our turf, we
be like, "Bye, Felicia" ♪

- What if the deal was a mistake?
- Connor, don't.

We agreed to a lie.

I don't even know how it happened.

It happened because we
finally made a good choice.

- Or we panicked and got played.
- No.

We're just doing what we
should've done three years ago

when we tried to go to
the police after Sam.

And who stopped us?

Her.

By promising she wouldn't
let us get caught.

And guess what?

We got caught.

We're finally being smart.

I'm not gonna feel bad about that.

She okay?

She was asleep as soon as
her head hit the pillow.

Guess you got what you wanted.

Giving you a chance to gloat.

It's not something I do often.

Your mother already read me pretty good.

I want to feel bad for you...

but I don't.

Next time you leave, get some home care.

I think I got through to Nathaniel.

I pulled his coattail on a few things.

Mama, you know I can take
care of myself, right?

- Hmm?
- Nate or any man

is not the answer to my problems.

I'm the answer to my problems.

Then why are you always in
trouble with the law, Anna Mae?

I'm sorry.

Are you?

I just think sometimes you
might be a little confused.

Me or you?

I mean, just 'cause you've
been burned by some men,

it doesn't mean you write them all off

and you go to lady town.

Anna Mae, be honest. Are you a lesbian?

I don't know.

How do you not know?

You either like ladies, or you don't.

Well, like you said, I'm confused.

You know, I worry...

this is all because of Clyde.

I've seen it happen...

a woman gets messed with

and doesn't want anything
to do with a man after that.

I don't think it's that simple, Mama.

Remember all those boys I caught
you with in high school, hmm?

Then comes Solomon, Sam, Nathaniel.

Maybe those men were just me

running away from being different, Mama.

Look where it got me...
right back where I was

when you grounded me for
messing with all those boys,

trapped at home with my mother.

Did you love her, Anna Mae?

Eve?

I did.

And she loved me.

I was just scared.

Do you want to make out?

Grief sex is a thing for a reason.

I'm coming in.

My lawyer called again.
Annalise won her motion.

She's gonna know it's us.

Witness intimidation of Simon Drake.

Murder in the first
degree of Emily Sinclair.

Murder in the first
degree of Rebecca Sutter.

Everything from Operation Bonfire.

Everything from the last three years,

all stemming from this...

murder in the first
degree of Sam Keating.

Asher couldn't have given them that.

Exactly. The little bitches turned.

Can I go rip their heads off now?

No.

We're gonna play nice.

_

Annalise asked to see us. What do we do?

You go see her.

No, she probably knows that
Connor and I took a deal.

Yeah, isn't this when we
go into Witness Protection?

Keating's elderly mother
is in town. You'll be fine.

No one is going over there.

Connor agreed to testify
at the trial. That's all.

Incorrect, Oliver.

Your husband will tell you
that clause 6-c of his deal

requires continued cooperation...

same for Ms. Pratt

and, frankly, same for you,

if you don't want this
blowing up on them.

What excuse they give?

They're coming in an hour.

I guess I just had to say this
so that you could understand...

or at least try.

Just don't hate me.

Thank God.

Where have you been? I
called you like 10 times.

No. Please don't.

It's Vivian. Hit me at the beep.

Hey, Ma.

I need you.

Well, nobody wants sandwiches?

They're peanut butter
and jelly sandwich.

I made 'em myself.

Unh-unh? Don't want nothing to eat?

Well, Anna Mae got a swing set outside.

Maybe you want to go out there
and play a little bit, hmm?

Mama.

Maybe you want to get some rest?

Why you always shoving me off someplace?

I don't want to go to bed.

- It's not... It's too early.
- Yeah.

That was an act, right?

She has dementia.

Or Annalise wants to
play the guilt card.

Shh!

She has her good days and bad.

She's not the only one.

I'm sorry about Asher.

Are you?

Okay. Is this why you're here?

To blame me for everything once again?

Look, you told us to come. We came.

Now that we're here, just tell us.

Was it you? Did you kill Asher?

- Connor...
- I can fight my own battles, Oliver.

Asher turned on all of us, not just me.

So, at some point, you may
want to turn on me next.

Tell us why we shouldn't.

Because then I'll turn on you,

and then I'm gonna have to
tell the world the truth,

that all I've ever done is try to
save you from your own mistakes.

I don't think that's an
accurate representation

- of the last few years.
- Say more, Oliver.

Okay, if you were
really trying to save us

from our own mistakes,

then why did you take off
to Mexico without telling us?

Oh. Oh, okay. Is that
what you're upset about?

We're upset about a lot right now.

I ran away because I was scared and dumb

and I wasn't thinking straight.

And that's why I was caught...
that and your father.

What?

He didn't tell you that he
ratted me out to the FBI?

Okay, what...

What's the plan here?

We just wait until we get arrested, too?

Or are you gonna sell
us out before your trial?

No, I'm not gonna sell you out,

because then I'll look like
a fool for protecting you.

Do I seem like a fool to you?

And if we can't trust each
other, what do we have?

They turned, lied right
to my face... and badly.

What?

You can't be surprised

that they finally chose themselves.

I never said I was.

You've been protecting
them for all these years.

And you.

So, I'm the same as them to you?

Where were you that night?

You mean the night that
you left without telling me?

I came back for you, Bonnie.

Stop the car. Turn around.

Bonnie, open up!

Bonnie, wake up!

I went to your apartment

to tell you that Asher
was the informant.

Up until that night, he...

he had never lied to me.

I know, but you found
out what he was doing.

And I know what you've done before.

It wasn't me.

I believe you.

I do.

I get Annalise Keating's
your white whale,

but you and I both know

I'll knock out half
these charges pretrial,

so let's cut some now
and not waste time.

I assure you we have evidence

for every charge against Ms. Keating.

Computer trespass and hacking?

Have you seen this woman type?

She directed others to do it.

Ethnic intimidation?

I think you have that one backwards.

And this here, "aggravated arson".

Annalise's house burnt down
because of a gas explosion.

That's an official ruling.

It's true, except you
have the wrong house.

Looks like someone needs to brush up

on her client's whole history.

They're alleging a pattern of arson

based on the fire that burnt
down your childhood home.

That's insane.

Unless you did it.

Was little Anna Mae a fire starter?

Hey.

If there's anything you need to tell me,

now is the time.

It wasn't me.

But you know who it was?

What matters is who
gave the FBI the article.

Who is it?

Nate.

I could've given them these.

Denver files?

You told me you destroyed these already.

_

Nate must've already handed over
copies of the files to the FBI.

Why would he do that?

To cut his own deal.

That S.O.B.

_

Nathaniel ain't worth
one tear, you hear me?

I know.

I'm sorry I told you to protect him.

I thought he was better than that.

What man is ever better than that?

It ain't just men you're mad at, baby.

Let's not go through this again.

Because the person you're most mad at,

I'm afraid, is me.

Clyde happened

because I left you all
alone in that house so much.

Clyde did that to me, Mama, not you.

But where was I?

You were working two jobs
because Daddy left us.

You're not hearing me, Anna Mae.

That baby in your dream you
keep trying to get to, huh?

It's you.

You never felt protected
as a little girl,

and now, all these years later,

you still think you
only have you to lean on.

No wonder you're exhausted.

I'm just doing what I wish
someone would do for me.

No.

You're trying to be the parent
you felt you did not have.

No, Mama. Listen.

This is not your fault.

It doesn't matter whose fault it is,

but Nathaniel, those students,

they're not your children,

and you are not their mother.

The only one you need
to protect from now on

is you, Anna Mae.

They don't like it,
send them Mama's way.

I'll teach 'em... and good.

Bless your heart.

It smells like him.

In a good way or a bad way?

In a sad way.

Should we answer it?

No.

I can hear you through the door.

We're mourning our friend. Go away.

What, you all know
how to pick locks now?

We used Laurel's key, idiot.

Why would Laurel have a key?

Because she lived here before Asher.

When?

Okay, is this just your
way of deflecting blame

for whatever you did to Asher?

I know from personal experience

that you are not a hard sleeper,

so maybe I should go to
the FBI and tell them that.

Wait. Is Laurel back?

No. Why?

Nothing. Um, uh, I'mma leave you be.

That was weird, right?

Agent Lanford, I need
to amend my statement.

Again?

Look, I think I know who killed Asher.

- How?
- I saw her do it.

Her?

... record saying anything ac...

I-I think we should call 911.

Then call them!

Um, I think it was the mushrooms.

Wait! Wait, wait.

Asher.

Asher?

- I'm so sorry.
- Are you okay?

Laurel Castillo.

I should've known.

How?

Nate told me he was done with all of us.

Yeah, he told me that, too.

I didn't think he had it in him.

He's not gonna have much
left in him once I get done.

Don't go near him.

He can't know that we know.

Go.

Save yourselves.

No.

Listen, I was gonna leave
you, so go, disappear.

We're saying no...

... because it's always
been the three of us.

They want to come after
me, call me an arsonist?

Well, they better get ready
because we're gonna burn

every last one of those mother... down.

- What's wrong now?
- Nothing.

My Tech found something I
thought you'd like to see.

Check your e-mail.

I'm gonna open it.

It's me.

This isn't what I wanted to happen.

But I just have to say this.

I'm not sorry for what I did.

I chose my family,

and maybe that makes
me a schmuck or soft,

but I love them.

And I love you guys, too.

I mean that,

which is why I need you to
hear me loud and clear here.

You've all lost who you are.

I can say that because
it happened to me, too.

We all got caught up in
something much bigger than us.

But you all still have good in you.

And, Connor...

I mean, I thought gay dudes
were weird 'til I met you.

Then you make the awesome
decision to marry Oliver?

You two taught me what
real love looks like.

And Michaela.

Oh, Michaela.

I love you so much.

I always will.

That's why I asked you
to marry me tonight,

not as some stupid way to protect us,

but because I love you...

... so much so that I
hoped I could save you

from all the bad stuff
that's gonna happen.

Thank God.

Where have you been? I
called you like 10 times.

It doesn't matter. I'm here now.

Who are you?

Isn't this the penthouse?

Send me a copy of the
Winterbottom file tonight.

No problem.

Hey, how'd they find out?

I told them.

Don't yell at me. Just
get me out of here.

Okay. Where do you want to go?

Home to my mom.

Let's go.

Got to return something
to my neighbor first.

Hurry.

You'll wait here?

Yeah.

I just want you to move past this

and get the future that you deserve...

No.

- ... the future we all deserve...
- You... No.

... and the future we
came to law school for,

the future where we get to be the people

that make the world a better place.

Asher.

Because I still think you
can all be those good people.

You can all still make
the right decision.

And I'm here to help you do that.

Just do what's right because...

because I promise you, you
will feel so much better

when you do.

I-I guess I just wanted
to tell you all this

so that you could understand...

or at least try.

Just... don't hate me.

Here.

To Asher.

Uh, I never really said this to you,

and I guess it's... kind of too late,

but, uh, thanks for being fun and funny

and, um, all the baking and dancing

and... and bad jokes

and for just being a cornball.

You made the Hell that is
our lives bearable, and I...

I didn't realize how much I needed you

until you were gone, so...

Uh, someone else say something.

We love you, Asher.

- So much.
- Cheers.

Hey. Guys, open up.

- Are you kidding me? Go away.
- Stop stalking us!

I know who killed Asher.

What'd you say?

I know who killed Asher.

Laurel Castillo.

Who you calling?

My lead agent on this case.

Get me Agent Pollock in here.

Heard you wanted to see me?

Mr. Maddox, this is
Special Agent Pollock,

Asher's point person here at the bureau.

Gabriel here thinks he
saw Millstone's killer.

Really?

No, please don't...

Who?

It was the FBI.

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