So, does Michael die? Yes. Hard yes. But his death teaches us something about everyday life: actions have consequences. You can’t stab your boss, your best friend, and your entire family in the back and expect a promotion. Michael thought he was playing chess, but Tommy was playing a game called “You’re going to lose.”
The next time you’re at work and you see a coworker trying to steal credit for your project, ask yourself: “Am I being Michael Gray right now?” If the answer is yes, run. Because someone, somewhere, is plotting your exit. And they probably have a better haircut and a shotgun.
For the rest of us, we can just go back to our lives, safe in the knowledge that fictional betrayals are messy, painful, and highly entertaining. Just like that uneasy feeling when you accidentally like your ex’s Instagram post from 2016. It’s awkward, but you’ll survive. Michael didn’t, but hey—at least he looked good doing it.
