You might think — given the number of loved ones he’s seen shot right in front of him — that Sonny would be something of an expert at it by now. I mean, this isn’t even the first time he’s gone through it with this particular loved one! It ought to be old hat for him!
YEAH. NOT SO MUCH.
So many questions. Like… did she actually just apologize to him on her deathbed? Did that really just happen? And did he seriously just completely fail to do ANYTHING at all that would actually be useful in trying to save her life? The answer to both those questions, of course, is: duh. Have you never watched this show before?
(22 minutes! That’s how far into the episode we were before he got around to calling 911!) (Never! That’s how long it took him to put any pressure on the wound! How? How is he so bad at this?)
Anyway, R.I.P. Connie. We’ve had some good times. I’m already mourning the lack of future fist bumps with Tracy. But you died as you lived: wearing white, shot in the stomach, and desperately groveling to a idiot.
As for the big question: I think anyone who has ever watched television before can agree that AJ is waaaaaay too obvious to actually be the murderer.
(Unless the writers are counting on us knowing that, in which case the twist would be that he really is guilty… but if we know that, it’s no longer a twist. Unless they know that we’d know that they know we’re genre savvy, in which case– oh, screw it. He’s just too obvious, okay?)
If not AJ, the next most obvious suspect is clearly Ava, who had equal reason (if not more) to be angry with Connie for exposing her lies, and had a reason to be at the office to meet her brother, and who we know has zero qualms about shooting people. Plus, Connie’s last words could just as stand for Ava Jerome. (Or maybe she shot without seeing who it was and assumed it was AJ?)
Anyway, since Ava is also so obvious, and because having it be her would kind of make it difficult for the character to stick around, I’m somewhat inclined to think it might be someone else, entirely. UNLESS THAT’S WHAT THEY WANT US TO THINK.
Really, I’ve got no idea, guys.
In other news, this happened:
LULU: Look, I know this is none of my business, okay? But on today of all days, I just have to say: don’t totally dismiss the idea of having a baby, okay?
I might have blacked out from forceful eye rolling there for a few seconds, so I can’t be completely sure. But I think Lulu went on to lecture Ellie about the joys of parenthood (oh, parents feel awe and wonder and indescribable love when they look at their newborn children? YOU DON’T SAY. I’d never have guessed!) as if a deliberately child-free woman wouldn’t have heard all those arguments a million times before from well meaning parents and family members and friends and talk shows and movies and magazines and romance novels and basically ALL OF POPULAR CULTURE.
Dear Lulu: how about you take your patronizing proselytizing and STFU, okay?
p.s. Hey, writers? How about you give that a try too.