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Previously on Lucifer...

 

The reason I started
granting favors again

 

- was because of the Sinnerman.
- CHLOE: Do you think this is

 

the same guy that kidnapped you
and dumped you in the desert?

 

I may need proof that this guy is real.

 

He is real. And very dangerous.

 

I quit my job. Today is my first day

 

in the district attorney's office.

 

- Surprise.
- So why is your gift desire?

 

Desire is the ultimate
expression of free will.

 

I help people do whatever
or whomever they want.

 

Hello.

 

SINNERMAN: I thought you
were looking for me.

 

- Come on. Let's talk.
- (door bangs shut)

 

In here!

 

You want to do
your little desire shtick?

 

When I find out
what someone truly desires,

 

I find out their greatest weakness.

 

Why is this case so important to you?

 

The Sinnerman killed my brother.

 

- I need to make him pay.
- That's him.

 

(grunting)

 

You're under arrest.

 

Look into my eyes!

 

(panting)

 

Now you will never know what I want.

 

(laughing)

 

- OPERATOR: 911. What is your emergency?
- (runner panting)

 

Please, I need help!
He's gonna kill me! Please!

 

(thudding)

 

- (screaming)
- (upbeat dance music plays)

 

LUCIFER (trills): Ah-ha!

 

Nothing screams weekend like
tequila and scantily-clad women.

 

And tequila. Cheers.

 

- It's Wednesday.
- Mmm.

 

Exactly. The party's just begun.

 

Why are we celebrating again?

 

Well, isn't it obvious?

 

We apprehended the cad who
arranged for my kidnapping,

 

gave me wings,

 

took away my devil face.

 

Finally, Maze, answers will be mine.

 

Right.

 

(woman grunts)

 

If you could say that with
less sarcasm, I'd appreciate it.

 

No, no, I'm sure you're right.

 

I'm sure a human jail
will stop a soldier of God.

 

That's actually more sarcasm.

 

I'm just saying,

 

devil face, wings... big deal.

 

If he wanted to hit you
where it really hurts,

 

there are other things
he could do to you,

 

- or take away.
- Oh.

 

I'm talking about your
life in L.A., Lucifer.

 

- (laughs)
- The club, your job.

 

- Chloe.
- I know what you're talking about!

 

But I won't allow it.

 

I can assure you, the only threat

 

the Sinnerman poses from now on
is that ridiculous name.

 

Mmm.

 

They're bringing him in for
questioning in the morning,

 

so I'll get what I need
to break him then.

 

Good luck mojoing a blind guy.

 

(laughs) I don't need eyes

 

to find out the Sinnerman's
desire, ergo his weakness.

 

There are other ways
to learn what someone wants.

 

What ways?

 

Just... ways.

 

- (laughs, whoops)
- Oh!

 

Hello.

 

It's so hard.

 

Yes, always, but why don't
I help you with your stick first?

 

- (people gasping)
- Go on!

 

- MAN: Oh, condoms!
- WOMAN: I'm gonna enjoy every condom!

 

MAN: They're the ribbed kind!

 

- T minus ten, people.
- MAN: Yes, sir.

 

The prisoner is in the house.

 

Eye on the prize, no screwups,
and no one talks to him alone.

 

(indistinct chatter)

 

Man, I just love watching Pierce work.

 

It's like a master class in ass-whoop

 

with a minor in whatevs.

 

Yeah.

 

I'm just surprised
at how well he's holding up.

 

- Well, it is his job.
- No. I mean, it's just,

 

there's no way I could be that stoic

 

if the Sinnerman had killed my brother.

 

Wait, what?

 

I knew the case was personal,
but his own flesh and blood?

 

Holy bananas, he must
totally need a hug.

 

Ella, wait.

 

But Pierce needs our support right now.

 

I didn't know
it wasn't common knowledge.

 

All right, this isn't even
my secret to share.

 

Right, of course, 'cause he's so private

 

and brooding and... hot.

 

Not that that is at all relevant.

 

Look, he's on edge.

 

- Just don't bring it up, okay?
- Okay.

 

MAN: Right. Through this way. Come on.

 

Keep going this way.

 

Nice to see you all again.

 

- What. Too soon?
- Come on.

 

- Yeah, yeah.
- (Sinnerman laughs)

 

(sighs)

 

He's certainly oozing remorse.

 

Pierce.

 

We know he kidnapped Lucifer,

 

we have physical evidence
tying him to the hair salon,

 

the kid with broken legs.
I saw him with a gun,

 

standing over the guy
he shot. Don't worry.

 

At this point, a confession's
just icing on the cake.

 

- It's over.
- Is it?

 

- (door opens)
- Ah, good.

 

Just in time for the main event.

 

Right. Why don't you two
make yourselves comfortable,

 

and I'll take first crack
at Helen Killer here. (laughs)

 

What? I thought he deserved
a new nickname now that he's blind.

 

I mean, you have to admit,
the Sinnerman has become a tad old.

 

Not happening.

 

Last time you talked to him,
he gouged his own eyes out.

 

Yes, a minor inconvenience,
especially for him.

 

I mean, can you imagine living in L.A.

 

and not being able to enjoy the sunset?

 

Yeah, there's not much of a view
from prison.

 

That's not the point.

 

- No one's talking to him but me.
- LUCIFER: What?

 

You can't seriously be suggesting

 

that you're the impartial party here.

 

I mean, he's clearly your Moby Dick,

 

and we all know
what happened to Captain Ahab.

 

Felled by savage revenge,

 

dragged to the bottom of the sea?

 

Gosh, did they teach you nothing
at cop school?

 

I've read Moby Dick six times.

 

Oh, really. What happened on page 83?

 

CHLOE: So, what should I call you?

 

- Sinner, is it?
- Ah.

 

Mr. Man?

 

A census taker once tried to test me.

 

Excuse me?

 

I ate his liver with some
fava beans and a nice Chianti.

 

(laughs)

 

Ah. No. I'm-I'm sorry.

 

Always wanted to do that.

 

I mean... (scoffs)

 

Do love that film, though.

 

Interesting time to make jokes
when two people are dead.

 

Mm.

 

Whatever your name is,

 

this insanity plea...
it's not gonna fly.

 

You may be sick,
but I know you're not crazy.

 

Nope.

 

There's a definite method
to my non-madness.

 

- Care to elaborate?
- No.

 

No, you'll figure it out.

 

Eventually.

 

Doesn't matter.

 

We've got enough to put you
away for a long, long time.

 

Oh, speaking of,

 

what time is it?

 

I can't see my watch.

 

(phone ringing)

 

- Ella.
- The Sinnerman's phone from evidence.

 

I'd pick up if I were you.

 

(phone ringing)

 

Oops.

 

Too late.

 

Or you better hope it's not.

 

(phone chimes)

 

No! Please! Please!
Will you please help me?!

 

What is that?

 

Wild guess: a woman
trapped in a reservoir

 

that will fill with water,

 

oh,

 

pretty soon, I'd say.

 

(shouting indistinctly)

 

Another victim? How is that possible?

 

Always keep 'em guessing.

 

Where is she?!
Who else are you working with?

 

Well, I could tell you,
but what fun would that be?

 

- Please help!
- The only way she'll survive

 

is if I take you to her.

 

Right.

 

Who's up for a field trip?

 

Synced & corrected by kinglouisxx
www.addic7ed.com

 

OPERATOR: 911. What is your emergency?

 

WOMAN: Please. Please, I need help!

 

Please. He's gonna kill me! Please!

 

This is her initial 911 call.

 

(woman screaming)

 

The Sinnerman was in custody
when this woman was abducted,

 

which means he's working
with someone on the outside,

 

an accomplice.

 

CHLOE: Right.
Find the accomplice, find the girl.

 

Ella, what do we know about her?

 

Uh, yeah. Maggie Cole,
26, lives in Echo Park.

 

Tech tried pinging her cell,
but the battery's gone dead.

 

What about tracing the call
from the Sinnerman's phone?

 

Blocked and rerouted
through a server in Delhi,

 

so, like, zilch way
to track her, which is...

 

Wonderful news!

 

Means we can save the life

 

of poor, doomed Maggie
the far more expedient way.

 

We are not letting the Sinnerman
out of here.

 

He clearly desires freedom, which means

 

he's motivated and likely
telling the truth.

 

Following his lead will be much faster

 

than running down clues,
dodging red herrings

 

and following up on
random tips from every

 

Tom, Dick and Dullard.

 

Hey, guys.

 

Uh, unis... they checked out the...

 

parking lot at Maggie's apartment.

 

No sign of her or her car.

 

Ah. See? I'm telling you.

 

Obi Wan Can't-See-Me
is Maggie's only hope.

 

This is an obvious escape plan.

 

Find another way.

 

(sighs)

 

Fine.

 

Fine. If you insist on doing it
the long way and investigate,

 

we may as well hurry up and
inevitably get back to my idea.

 

Okay.

 

What is Trixie doing coloring
crime scene photos at a desk

 

when we have a psychotic killer
in custody?

 

Well, she's done wonders with
that mangled corpse, though.

 

Very artistic.

 

Didn't you book Mrs. Baczynski?

 

Look, I meant to, Chloe,
but I totally spaced

 

on this random day off school.

 

But don't worry.

 

I'm handling it, 'cause I'm Super Dad.

 

ELLA: Chloe, come look at this.

 

Wait.

 

Zoom in.

 

Got a pretty good idea
where Maggie spends her time.

 

Thanks. Come on.

 

(cheering, whistle blows)

 

MALE ANNOUNCER: And there
they are on the first course...

 

the bombastic Blazing Banshees!

 

And their decidedly devious
opponents, the Derby Divas!

 

They're all out there fighting,
ladies and gentlemen.

 

So, Derby Divas
versus the Blazing Banshees.

 

It's derby's most notorious rivalry.

 

Oh, ladies to go. I'll take two.

 

- Wow.
- ANNOUNCER: Whoa!

 

Nice sausage.

 

What? So, those aren't ladies?

 

No. Sausage. It's an offensive maneuver.

 

When Trixie started roller-skating,

 

I took her to the derby, and it
was love at first sausage.

 

Ah. Right, well, as much
as I'd love a bite,

 

how about we get back to proving

 

that your method of finding
Maggie isn't as good as mine?

 

ANNOUNCER: Score is now two to two.

 

Hello there.

 

We're looking for some
misleading information

 

on a missing person... Maggie Cole.

 

The Slayer is missing?

 

When's the last time you saw her?

 

Uh, she ditched practice yesterday,

 

and she hasn't returned
my calls since...

 

Since what?

 

Since she got
into one doozy of a booby brawl

 

with our blocker, Helena Handbasket.

 

Helena Handbasket. Very clever.

 

Took both our pivots to break it up.

 

Oh, right. Let me guess. Helena?

 

- ANNOUNCER: And there's Helena Handbasket.
- Y'all didn't hear it from me.

 

- Right.
- (whoops)

 

(indistinct shouting)

 

- Helena, can we...
- Busy!

 

(announcer speaking indistinctly)

 

- ...ask you a few...
- No way!

 

...questions?

 

Eat me!

 

Yes, please.

 

LAPD! Stop skating now!

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

(announcer continuing indistinctly)

 

¢Ü Can't stay at home ¢Ü

 

¢Ü Can't stay in school ¢Ü

 

What on... Oh! Sorry! Sorry.

 

¢Ü Down the streets ¢Ü

 

¢Ü I'm the girl next door ¢Ü

 

- ¢Ü I'm the fox you've been waiting for ¢Ü
- (screaming)

 

¢Ü Hello, Daddy, hello, Mom ¢Ü

 

- I don't think so.
- ¢Ü I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch ¢Ü

 

¢Ü Cherry bomb ¢Ü

 

ANNOUNCER: She's gonna
rack up some more points.

 

(grunts) Whoa!

 

Has to be a foul.

 

¢Ü Want some style ¢Ü

 

¢Ü Your dead-end dreams
don't make you smile ¢Ü

 

The Banshees and the Divas
are fighting it out.

 

One beer, please.

 

- Is this really the time?
- Always.

 

¢Ü Hello, Daddy, hello, Mom ¢Ü

 

¢Ü I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch ¢Ü

 

¢Ü Cherry bomb ¢Ü

 

¢Ü Cherry bomb! ¢Ü

 

Cheers.

 

Well, get the cuffs out.

 

Two more, two more points.

 

The Banshees pull ahead.

 

Well, I've no idea what the Sin Bin is,

 

- but I approve.
- It's the penalty box.

 

- Oh. Right.
- Want to explain why you ran?

 

Because you were chasing me.

 

See? No harm, no foul.

 

No, you ran because you
realized we're cops.

 

This is all Maggie's fault.

 

Typical, she ratted me out.

 

So, hold on, you're saying
you did abduct Maggie?

 

Abduct? What? No. I just
roughed her up a bit.

 

Roughed her up, why?

 

Because she stole my spot
as lead jammer.

 

- Ah.
- You know, after Faith Kill

 

had that car accident?

 

Maggie didn't deserve that position.

 

She can't even snowplow.

 

Oh, wheels turning,

 

old theory crumbling, and the only way

 

- to discard this witness...
- Where were you last night, Helena?

 

...a plausible alibi.

 

I was on fresh meat patrol.

 

Ooh, good for you, Helena.

 

No, it means training a new crew.

 

- Oh.
- Shocker...

 

they sucked. I was here all night.

 

I didn't abduct no one.

 

What about Maggie's car...
did she park here at the rink?

 

Nah. Free lot over on 6th.

 

Maggie isn't just a job-hogging bitch,

 

she's a cheap job-hogging bitch.

 

(chuckles): Right.

 

Well, come on, Detective, chop-chop.

 

More dead-end clues
aren't gonna find themselves.

 

Uh, hi, Mrs. Baczynski?

 

Wow. Um...

 

my-my deepest condolences.

 

Well, sweetheart, you won't be staying

 

with Mrs. Baczynski today.

 

Or ever again.

 

- Great parenting, Dan.
- (chuckling)

 

Good to know that I'm not the only

 

questionable parent these days.

 

Uh, Charlotte. Hey. Hi. Yeah.

 

Yeah, not my finest moment.
(short chuckle)

 

BEATRICE: You're pretty.

 

How do you know Daddy?

 

She's my, uh,

 

work colleague.

 

Sometimes, uh, friend. S-Sometimes...

 

Um...

 

how's the new job at
the, uh, the DA's office?

 

Dull. What's a girl got to do
to get a nice, grisly murder

 

or a few underage drug mules?

 

I like you. You're funny.

 

And you're... short.

 

- (chuckles)
- (chuckles)

 

- (clears throat)
- Hey,

 

what can I get you, sweetie?

 

Mocha whip with a shot of "expresso."

 

Ye... Wh... No. No, not gonna happen.

 

Mommy lets me.

 

That statement would never
hold up in court.

 

Decent poker face, though.

 

(short chuckle) Bye.

 

Bye.

 

Daddy, I have an idea.

 

CHLOE: If we can find Maggie's car,

 

it may lead us
to the Sinnerman's accomplice.

 

Or be a shameful waste of the
poor girl's precious time.

 

What about wasting my time?

 

What happened to being on the same page?

 

You know, partners? Being a team?

 

Detective, I can assure
you this is all about

 

me making sure you and I remain a team.

 

(scoffs) You know...

 

Maggie's car.

 

- Plates match.
- Right.

 

Lucifer, we have to call forensics
before we taint the evidence.

 

What, and waste more
of poor Maggie's precious time?

 

Lucifer, no.

 

(grunts)

 

(car alarms wailing)

 

Oops.

 

CHLOE: Whoever rigged that grenade

 

wanted that car to explode
the instant someone touched it.

 

No trace evidence means we still have

 

no way of tracking Maggie.

 

I can't believe
I'm suggesting this, but...

 

Okay, fine, perhaps I shouldn't
have touched the car.

 

...we need to bust out the Sinnerman.

 

Uh... not what I was expecting, but...

 

thank you, Detective, for
finally seeing things my way.

 

Well, you clearly
feel strongly about this.

 

For better or worse, you are my partner,

 

so I need to have your back on this.

 

Just one question, though.

 

How do you suggest we
get him out of here?

 

I actually have a plan.

 

But in order for it to work, you
need to do exactly what I say.

 

No more going off grid,

 

no more destroying trace evidence,

 

no more Luciferness.

 

Is that clear?

 

As a chilled vodka martini.

 

Served neat, of course.

 

First we need the keys to holding.

 

What, the same keys
old stiff-as-a-board Pierce

 

has locked away in his office?

 

Guess we'll need a distraction.

 

About that Pierce thing this morning...

 

(sighs) I cannot

 

- stop thinking about that poor man.
- Me, too.

 

He's really going through a lot.

 

Maybe a little Ella

 

is exactly what the doctor ordered.

 

Crafty maneuver, Detective.
But do you really think

 

Ms. Lopez will fall
for such a blatant manipulation?

 

Uh...

 

Oh, my God, I'm so in.

 

But here's the thing.

 

I don't want it to seem
like I'm blabbing

 

Pierce's personal business
all over the precinct.

 

Totes understood.

 

All over it.

 

I did not hear it from you.

 

I'm going to let him...

 

tell me.

 

Is everything all right, Lopez?

 

We lost Buttons when I was nine.

 

That was our pet Corgi. Buttons, I mean.

 

Sorry for your loss.

 

I mean, once I understood
how Buttons got out,

 

I was able to talk about it,
and the healing process

 

could really begin, you know?

 

I'll never, ever forget that day.

 

How hard can it be to find one tiny key?

 

Or for a tiny lab tech
to trap a hardened

 

six-foot-four lieutenant
against his will?

 

For the longest time,

 

I just wanted to find
whoever was driving that evil,

 

champagne-colored hatchback
with the custom spoilers.

 

Uh-huh.

 

But then I realized...

 

- it wasn't about the hatchback.
- (sighs)

 

It wasn't. And...

 

Where could they be?

 

Okay, assuming we do manage
to swipe the keys

 

to the holding cell,
how do we get him out of here?

 

I mean, our sightless scoundrel
doesn't exactly blend.

 

All you have to do is
go up to that bomb tech

 

and hand her this.

 

Consider it handled.

 

Seriously? This is what you want?

 

The more important question is:
what do you want in return?

 

Even if my charm
does work on the bomb tech,

 

and who are we kidding,
course it will, we still

 

need someone to sell the big finish.

 

Someone deserving

 

of a very special gift.

 

Aw.

 

What's this?

 

It's too nicely wrapped

 

to be another severed head.

 

_

 

Seriously?

 

(ticking)

 

Call the bomb squad!

 

Everyone evacuate now!

 

(grunts)

 

(sighs)

 

Eat your heart out, George Clooney.

 

Not literally.

 

Understood.

 

I cannot believe that actually worked.

 

PIERCE: Well, it almost worked.

 

Did you really think I was gonna
let you bust him out...

 

without me?

 

(siren wailing)

 

Oh, put that down, please.

 

That was given to me
by the ambassador of Sweden.

 

It's very...

 

- Ugly?
- Valuable.

 

There's nothing fun to do here.

 

I can't touch anything
or jump on anything.

 

And you don't have
any toys to play with.

 

I thought you'd be more exciting.

 

Well, you could alphabetize

 

these case files.

 

(sighs)

 

You don't have kids, do you?

 

Actually, I do. Two.

 

- They live with their father.
- That makes sense.

 

Um, well, it's for the best

 

since I'm so busy at work,
and if you don't mind,

 

I'd like to get back to it,
if I'm ever gonna catch a case.

 

And that makes no sense.

 

Well, if the department sees
that I'm working hard...

 

No, about your kids.

 

My mom and dad work,

 

and they still hang out with me,

 

together and apart.

 

- Good for them.
- Monopoly,

 

roller derby,
climbing the wall at the Y.

 

You could do stuff with your kids, too.

 

Well, the truth is...

 

they don't want to see me.

 

You're the mom.

 

You make the rules.

 

Are you and my dad having sex?

 

Uh...

 

It really is true,
how the other senses kick in

 

once one is removed.

 

I can remove a few others if you'd like.

 

Shut up and walk. Both of you.

 

A hundred more yards,
then we have to turn east.

 

So, why did Mr. By the Book
change his mind?

 

- Why are you helping us?
- Because you were right.

 

It's the best way to find the girl.

 

The Sinnerman desires freedom.

 

He wants to escape.
I'm here to make sure he doesn't.

 

Oh, so you really think this is a trap,

 

that this accomplice is laying in wait?

 

Why else would he lead us
to the middle of nowhere?

 

Right. Ambush.

 

Well, I guess we'll
just have to go nut to butt,

 

have Charlie do the foxtrot,

 

cover each other's sixes and all that.

 

You know? Hooah!

 

Military terms.
Weren't you a serviceman?

 

Yeah. We don't talk like that.

 

MAGGIE (in distance): I can't breathe!

 

I hear something.

 

(Maggie screaming) Help!

 

Help! Aah!

 

(burbling)

 

I can't breathe!

 

Maggie, hang on!

 

(grunts) Come on.

 

(gasping, coughing)

 

Come on. I got you.

 

Come on.

 

- (coughing)
- You're safe now, Maggie.

 

You're gonna be okay.

 

Where's Lucifer?

 

Where's the Sinnerman?

 

His accomplice was here. Damn it!

 

(panting)

 

They've got Lucifer, too.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

Come on. Pick up. Pick up.

 

(over phone): Hello. This is Lucifer.

 

You know what to do...

 

preferably in the nude.

 

Damn it.

 

(exhales)

 

How could I be so stupid?
I knew this was a setup.

 

No. Breaking the Sinnerman
out was my idea.

 

- This is my fault.
- It's my watch.

 

This is on me.

 

We're already canvassing.

 

Let's put in an APB for three men.

 

We may not need an APB. We have Maggie.

 

I was leaving the rink,
and he chased me.

 

I made it to my car, but...

 

he was too strong.

 

He grabbed me,

 

threw me in a van,
and then I woke up here.

 

Did you see his face?

 

He was wearing a mask.

 

Sounds like it happened fast.

 

How would he have had

 

enough time to rig the car
with explosives?

 

Um...

 

he must have gone back
and put the grenade in later.

 

We didn't mention... a grenade.

 

Okay, I...

 

Okay, I made it all up.

 

I wasn't attacked... I...

 

I abducted myself.

 

- Why?
- All I wanted

 

was to be my team's lead jammer.

 

But I could never compete

 

with that spotlight-stealing
bitch, Faith Kill.

 

So... I went to this guy
who grants people favors.

 

We need a name.

 

He just goes by the Sinnerman.

 

I asked him to get rid

 

of Faith, and the next thing I know,

 

she's in a car accident.

 

- I never wanted anyone to die.
- So he took out

 

your competition,
then demanded you repay him

 

by faking your own kidnapping?

 

And the 911 call...

 

the explosion.

 

He was going to kill me, too,
if I didn't do it.

 

There was never an accomplice.

 

Then who kidnapped Lucifer?

 

No one. He wanted to be alone with him,

 

so he kidnapped the Sinnerman.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

¢Ü They say the Devil's
comin' out to take my soul ¢Ü

 

- ¢Ü And, boy, you know better ¢Ü
- (gasps)

 

¢Ü Than you think you know ¢Ü

 

Oh, good! You're awake.

 

Just in time for the fun to begin.

 

But, uh... before we start,
one tiny adjustment.

 

(sighs)

 

¢Ü But if the Devil's
comin' out to take my soul... ¢Ü

 

There we go.

 

(chuckles) Much less creepy.

 

(grunting)

 

Where...

 

where am I?

 

Well, I thought we'd extend
our little field trip.

 

I save my Hills estate for...
only very special occasions.

 

My very own "sin bin," if you will.

 

Gosh, it's poetic, isn't it?

 

The man who desired freedom
fell into his very own trap.

 

Is that what you want?

 

- To be my warden?
- Oh, no.

 

No, the only thing I desire is answers.

 

So...

 

it's time to make a deal with the Devil.

 

You give me what I want,

 

and I might give you what you want.

 

I'm not gonna tell you anything.

 

Oh, yes...

 

you are.

 

You had me kidnapped,

 

dumped in the desert,

 

somehow made my feathery
burdens grow back,

 

and then took away my devil face.

 

Why?

 

(wry chuckle)

 

You will talk.

 

And you will give me
what I want: wings off,

 

devil face back!

 

Because no one decides who I am but me!

 

Ooh...

 

I'm sensing this is the part
where the said devil face

 

would kick in, right?

 

(yells)

 

(panting): Okay. Okay.

 

I'll tell you what you need to do.

 

But it's not gonna be easy. First...

 

you have to draw a pentagram,

 

sprinkle some powdered eye of newt,

 

and then wait for a full moon.

 

How's your howl?

 

(laughing)

 

(breathy chuckle)

 

(laughing)

 

Freaking impossible to make it
through that with a straight face.

 

Tragic error, my sinful thug.

 

Oh. What are you gonna do?

 

Punish a feeble, blind man?

 

Oh, no, no. I wouldn't dream of it.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

Oh, right, you can't see.

 

(chuckles)
Allow me to paint you a picture.

 

Meet Hell's most brutal torturer.

 

The pleasure's all mine.

 

Are we sure he's not celestial?

 

Are you questioning my expertise?

 

He's definitely human.

 

- And you tried waterboarding?
- Twice.

 

- Bamboo under the nails?
- Do I look like an amateur?

 

Nickelback on repeat?

 

- That's where I started.
- Well, what kind of demon

 

can't procure answers
from one puny human?!

 

You want to give it a try? Be my guest.

 

Gladly. Hand it over.

 

No. I've pushed that guy to his limit.

 

Anything else might kill him.

 

You and I both know...

 

Angels aren't allowed
to kill humans, yes.

 

Or are they?

 

Lucifer...

 

- don't be an idiot.
- No, no, no, no.

 

This is the answer
to all my problems, Maze.

 

Killing the Sinnerman
is exactly what I need to do.

 

We need to find out
where Lucifer took him.

 

Unis checked Lux and the penthouse,

 

but no sign of Lucifer or the Sinnerman.

 

And, of course, his cell's still off.

 

- Any hits on the van they took off in?
- Nada.

 

He must have had a car stashed

 

and then ditched the van on the way.

 

- This may help.
- What is this?

 

High-end real estate?

 

It's every place Lucifer owns

 

- in Southern California.
- Part of Espinoza's

 

Lucifer files.

 

Um, why do you have files on Lucifer?

 

DAN: Chloe and I were married.

 

So what if I did some due diligence

 

on my wife's new partner? Call it...

 

being protective.

 

Not the word I had in mind.
(coughs): Stalker.

 

But... whatevs.

 

Lucifer plants a bomb at my desk,

 

and I'm the creepy one?

 

Um... actually...

 

that was me. Sorry.

 

The bomb was fake.

 

Wow. Okay.

 

Human heads. Explosives.

 

Can someone send me, I don't know,

 

a muffin basket next time?
That'd be nice.

 

There's over a dozen properties here.

 

Oh, and some are, like, an hour away.

 

- I guess we have to check each one?
- Maybe not.

 

I think I know where they are.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

I'm a demon.

 

Big fan of death and destruction.

 

But killing a human

 

is Angel No-No's 101.

 

Look at your brother...
total power loss,

 

and he only got murder adjacent.

 

Precisely my point.

 

If I kill a human, then I lose my wings!

 

And, because I've been
such a naughty angel,

 

I get my devil face back,
and... bonus!...

 

I rid humanity
of our sightless psychopath.

 

Three birds, one Sinnerman.

 

Mm-hmm. In theory, except your
Father is going to be pissed.

 

You kill a human,

 

one that He sent to do His bidding...

 

Exactly!

 

(huffing breath)

 

Look, you said it yourself, Maze.

 

If I don't stop this now, who
knows what else he'll do, or...

 

(shuddering):
...who he might take from me?

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

Okay.

 

(exhales)

 

- (departing footsteps)
- Wait!

 

Where are you going?

 

Happy hour at the Chateau.

 

- Text me when you've done the deed.
- What...

 

(chuckles): Actually...

 

I'll be able to tell
by the plague of locusts.

 

(exhales)

 

You're sure that they're in the Hills?

 

I mean, pretty sure.

 

He said, "Imagine living in L.A.

 

and not being able to enjoy the sunset."

 

I mean, just like Lucifer
to bring a blind man

 

to the place with the best view.

 

- And you know him that well?
- (sighs)

 

Thought I did.

 

Just... hope we can get there

 

before he does something
he can't take back.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

That is an embarrassment
of riches, really.

 

So many delicious ways to kill a human.

 

Let me see.

 

Starving rats. No.

 

Too time-consuming.

 

Gunshot?

 

Banal.

 

Oh, I know... oldie but a goody.

 

- (grunts)
- Beheading.

 

(seething breaths)

 

(low grunt)

 

(exhales) Honestly!

 

Can you at least try
to look threatening?

 

(grunts, pants)

 

All right.

 

(groans)

 

(mumbles)

 

(panting)

 

Well, slight improvement.

 

And I can't kill you sitting down.

 

You need to stand up
and face me like a man.

 

(grunts)

 

Well, come on!

 

(groans)

 

(grunting)

 

I'm to your left.

 

- (grunting)
- Your other left...

 

I'm right here!

 

Hello?! Marco!

 

I... (sighs)

 

Well, there's no glory
in wrestling a starving bear.

 

Perhaps a last meal of some kind
to perk you up.

 

Hello.

 

Caviar.

 

You're going to... feed me?

 

Well, just because I'm about
to slaughter a man in cold blood

 

doesn't mean I'm not civilized.

 

No. Just means you're stalling.

 

(laughing)

 

Don't be preposterous.

 

I've waited a long time for revenge.

 

I'm simply savoring the moment.

 

I want you to feel your failure.

 

The knowledge that,
long after you're gone,

 

I shall continue to live here however

 

and with whomever I choose.

 

Or...

 

you don't have what it takes
to kill a man.

 

Not many people do.

 

Perhaps you're a coward.

 

(chuckles)

 

(tires screeching)

 

He's here.

 

Evil, smug, homely.

 

Bingo! You win the grand prize
at the Painful Death Raffle.

 

So, unless you want a bonus
round for being a loudmouth,

 

- I suggest that...
- Me?

 

You're the one doing all the talking.

 

Actually, you know what,
I'll boil you alive.

 

- (knife clatters)
- Yeah. Top most painful way

 

to die, according to BuzzFeed.

 

Right. I'll need a pot. A big one.

 

How about drown me with a flood?

 

Or strike me with lightning?

 

What cheesy metaphor

 

would you prefer?

 

Apple, tree?

 

A chip off the old block?

 

Like Father,

 

- like Son?
- Enough!

 

(grunts)

 

Pull the string, puppet master.

 

(sighs) Damn it. Where are they?

 

Take the upstairs.

 

You're right.

 

(scoffs)

 

I don't have it in me to kill a human.

 

Uh, no. No, wait.

 

You have to do it.

 

Hold on.

 

I wondered why you,

 

the evil genius, hadn't sprung
a more clever trap.

 

It has to be you.

 

Because I was the trap.

 

You never wanted freedom.

 

Your true desire was to die.

 

And for some reason,
you need me to do it.

 

Yes.

 

Yes. You supposedly believe
in free will.

 

Then honor mine.

 

- Why do you need me to do it?
- Free will.

 

Why?! Why?!

 

(grunts)

 

(gasps) No.

 

No! (panting)

 

No.

 

He's gone.

 

- (siren whooping)
- (indistinct chatter)

 

Pierce, I'm sorry.

 

I know you didn't want it
to end this way.

 

It's the only way it could end.

 

You have clearance...

 

You wanted to see me?

 

Yes.

 

Something very strange
just happened here.

 

Um, a "thank you for saving
my life" might be appropriate.

 

I actually wasn't the one in danger.

 

I figured out that you're the
one who grabbed the Sinnerman.

 

Clearly, things went south.

 

No. Let me explain what happened.

 

What happened
was you didn't follow my lead.

 

And, as usual, you did
whatever the hell you wanted.

 

Detective, I understand
that my interest in getting

 

our blind barbarian alone
may have been a tad selfish,

 

but it turns out I was the pawn.

 

I don't have time for this.

 

It was the Sinnerman's plan to
be snatched by me all along.

 

He wanted to die.

 

Pierce smoothed things over,

 

if that's what you're worried about.

 

The official statement says
that you were grabbed

 

in an escape attempt.

 

You think I care what Pierce thinks?

 

No. I don't think you care
what anyone thinks.

 

That's not true.

 

I told you, I did this for us.

 

For us? For the team?

 

I had your back on this, Lucifer,

 

and, for whatever reason,

 

you still felt the need
to go behind mine.

 

¢Ü ¢Ü

 

(giggles) Daddy!

 

Hey.

 

So, the afternoon went well?

 

(chuckles)

 

Hey, uh, as a thank you
for watching Trixie,

 

maybe we can go grab
that coffee sometime?

 

Uh, we got coffee this morning.

 

Yeah.

 

I'm kidding, Dan.

 

(chuckles)

 

(exhales, chuckles)

 

Dinner would be more romantic.

 

- Dinner it is.
- It's okay by me.

 

(chuckles)

 

- Bye.
- Bye.

 

(quietly):
You are the best wingman ever.

 

Yes, it's me again.

 

I don't care what they or you say.

 

I want to see my kids.

 

I'm their mother.

 

What are you looking for?

 

(sighs) Answers.

 

I mean, there has to be something

 

in Sinnerman's personal belongings.

 

I'll be right back.

 

(sighs)

 

I just want to say,

 

oh, my God, you killed it.

 

I mean, killed him.

 

I mean, I obvi wasn't there-there,

 

but I just read the crime scene report,

 

and... holy burrito bowl...

 

with your "take down
the bad dude" heroics and...

 

Lopez, just stop talking!

 

What on earth?

 

Well, I'm here.

 

This couldn't have waited till morning?

 

Time-sensitive, I'm afraid.

 

Or, in a way, the opposite.

 

Just tell me what you want.

 

Right. Well...

 

we're both familiar
with the accomplice theory...

 

that our blind barbarian
had someone working for him.

 

Yeah.

 

Right, well, then

 

it occurred to me that,
what if the Sinnerman

 

was the one working for someone else?

 

What if he was the accomplice?

 

Exhibit A.

 

Here is Mr. Sinnerman as a child.

 

With a man

 

that he seems very close to.

 

Interesting birthmark.

 

It's a very similar shape
to your military tattoo,

 

actually, wouldn't you agree?

 

So?

 

Well, so it stands to reason

 

that this man would be
very, very old by now.

 

Or, if he isn't, he'd have to be...

 

(chuckling): ...you know, immortal.

 

An immortal crime boss.

 

- Just like you're the Devil.
- (short chuckle) Yes, I know,

 

it does sound absurd, doesn't it?

 

So, as such, there's really only

 

one way to prove my theory.

 

Where did I...

 

Ah, there it is.

 

(grunting)

 

(sniffs, sighs)

 

(softly clears throat)

 

(screaming)

 

(grunting)

 

I wonder why I didn't
figure it out sooner.

 

"The world's first murderer,

 

"marked by God

 

"and doomed to walk the earth alone

 

for a tortured eternity."

 

It's quite the moniker.

 

Yet, still,

 

nowhere near as ridiculous
as the Sinnerman.

 

(grunts)

 

Wouldn't you agree...

 

Cain?

 

(panting)

 

(sighs)

 

You may as well pour me one, too.

 

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