The Last of Us Season 2 Episode 7 "Convergence" Recap – A Finale That Falls Short

The emotional fallout from Joel’s death and Ellie’s spiral continues, but this time the lens shifts forward—into confrontation, not reflection. As the season finale opens, Ellie returns to the theater bruised in body and soul. Her confession to Dina about Nora’s fate cracks open something deeper: the guilt of Salt Lake. The truth of Joel’s final act spills out—not as justification, but as a burden she can’t unload.

Jesse, already worn thin by loss and pressure, begins to see the truth behind Ellie’s reckless crusade. Tensions within their group start to fray.

Broken Bonds and Bitter Truths

Dina, caught between survival and loyalty, confronts the reality of her pregnancy, which Jesse suspects—and Ellie inadvertently confirms. The moment is fragile, raw. But even this doesn’t slow the momentum of revenge. As Jesse and Tommy attempt to map their next move, Ellie slips further from them, drawn into the violence like a moth to fire.

Her next target lies at the aquarium. Alone, relentless, Ellie survives an ambush by Seraphites and stumbles into Owen and Mel’s hideout. The encounter is brutal, messy, and unplanned. Blood is spilled. Only after it's over does she realize what she’s done—Mel was pregnant. The horror of it nearly breaks her.

Alliances Collapse, and So Does the World

Tommy and Jesse track Ellie and bring her back to the theater. It feels like a moment for regrouping—but peace is no longer part of Ellie’s path. The return to Jackson is planned, but unfinished vengeance has other ideas.

The silence doesn’t last long.

A sudden gunshot cuts Jesse down mid-sentence. The air turns cold. Abby is here. Her rifle raised, her voice calm but seething: she’s done running. And now, Ellie is in her sights.

The screen cuts. But the story doesn’t end.

A Shift in the Story

The final gut-punch isn’t a scream or a shot—it’s a title card. Seattle Day One.

Abby’s journey begins now. And the story flips.

Final Thoughts: A Tense End, But Not a Triumph

Convergence had all the pieces—emotional confessions, fractured relationships, and a long-awaited standoff—but somehow, it didn’t fully land.

For a finale, it felt more like a bridge, a transition rather than a payoff. The episode set the stage for Abby’s arc, but it came at the cost of Ellie’s emotional resolution.

Personally, I expected more. More weight. More clarity. Instead, it pulled back just when it could’ve struck hardest. After everything this season built up, Convergence didn’t hit with the power or precision it needed. It’s not a bad episode—but as a finale, it didn’t rise to the moment.