Previously on Lucifer...
LUCIFER: Operation "Help Lucifer
Escape From the Hospital."
And you, my dear doctor,
are going to help me.
Let's go.
LINDA:
The three of you plan to use
this Flaming Sword
to cut through the gates
of Heaven and go home.
What does Maze think
of your plan?
Well, I don't know;
I haven't told her.
So what, are you
going on a vacation?
Lucifer didn't tell you.
We're all going
back to Heaven.
LUCIFER: She's been acting
very odd recently,
on edge.
This obsession
with getting home
is a bit much,
don't you think?
MOM: That's because only you,
my Lightbringer, can ignite it.
That's it?
It's all I've got!
You have to try harder.
I'm not broken;
the sword must be.
This is what Uriel
was trying to tell me.
There's another piece missing.
♪ ♪
♪ I saw you walking on
the runway ♪
♪ While I was walking
with my baby ♪
♪ Thinking that the people
of this town are all... ♪
Lucifer, we need
to talk about something.
What-- Can it wait?
I'm busy keeping an eye
on our mercurial mother.
No, it's important.
I think you might be in danger.
Is it the Yakuza?
The Nephilim?
One Million Mums?
It's Maze.
She's angry with you, brother.
(laughs) Well, is it
Tuesday already?
Anger is Maze's
default setting,
sort of baked into
her demon DNA.
No, this is
different, Luci.
I think you really need
to talk to her.
She'll get over it;
she always does.
Right now, we have bigger
issues to deal with,
like whether or not
Mum is wasting our time.
If she believes her client
has found another piece
of the Flaming Sword, so do I.
Oh, such a loyal son.
But Mum hasn't
adapted to this world
as well as you
might think.
This chap could be conning her.
I think I'm gonna
go make sure...
She seems
to be doing just fine.
That's not the money, is it?
Of course not. She wouldn't
bring it to the meeting.
Oh, no. Of course not.
I mean, that would be
absurd, wouldn't it?
She's just showing it to him.
I mean, it's not like
she's gonna hand it to him
before she...
gets the piece.
That's great.
And now she's letting
him leave. Marvelous.
Well, that went well.
LUCIFER:
Oh, you think so,
do you?
I do.
He has what we need in his safe
in the back room.
Oh.
He's going to get it right now.
Mum, you just handed him
a briefcase full of cash
with no proof whatsoever
he has what we need.
And?
You've been conned.
(scoffs) He's a client
of mine, darling.
I don't think
he'd be that foolhardy.
Oh.
Well, I'm sure
he'll be right back.
Maybe we should go check
just to be sure.
I think that's a good idea,
don't you?
Oh.
Huh. See?
He didn't con me.
Look, instead he's dead,
and someone robbed him
of what's ours--
much better.
Well, the good news is,
after this spectacular bungling,
I happen to work with
a homicide detective.
If you find the killer,
then you'll find our piece
of the Flaming Sword.
Hey, but, Mom...
The challenge is making sure
we catch the case
before some other detective.
But what about...
I may be able to help.
Really?
I'm all ears.
(door closes)
Is everything all right here?
Yeah, everything's fine, Maze.
You can, uh, you-you can
put away the knives.
We'll be in touch,
Dr. Martin.
Excuse me.
Uh, Maze.
Maze.
Oh, my Lord.
Who the hell was that?
That was the chairman
of the ethics review board.
Are you okay?
No.
No, I am not.
No, Maze. No, no,
no, don't, don't.
That won't do any good.
What happened?
A couple of weeks ago,
I maybe, sort of...
helped Lucifer break out
of a mental institution.
Using my own name.
It's my fault, really.
No, it is not your fault.
It is Lucifer's fault.
It's always
Lucifer's fault.
First, I find out he's
ditching me to go to Heaven,
and now he's hurting you.
Look, I'm gonna fix this, Linda.
And then him and I are gonna
have a little talk.
♪ ♪
♪ Trying to please everybody ♪
♪ You just let everyone down ♪
♪ One, two... one, two, three. ♪
Hey, I should get my own desk.
Not happening.
Right next to yours
would probably be best.
Definitely not happening.
Why are you hovering over me?
I'm not hovering.
I'm just spending
time with my partner.
Oh, well, since you're here,
why don't you help me
with this paperwork.
I could really get
used to this, partner.
Right. Yes, on
second thought,
maybe a desk in the
far corner might...
Mm-mm.
Oh! Ms. Richards.
Detective Decker. Just the woman
I was hoping to see.
Well, I feel the opposite.
If you'll excuse me.
Hear me out.
A client of
mine called.
He sounded very worried.
I think he might be
in terrible danger.
Oh, that's awful.
Detective, we should
do something.
He's at a bar downtown.
Would you come with me
and make sure that he's okay?
Nope.
Nope?
I'm a homicide cop.
I do not go around
checking on worried criminals
like a nanny, Charlotte.
So if we're done here.
I heard... things.
On a...
On-on the phone call.
Like?
Fingers... pointing.
You heard
fingers pointing?
Very angrily.
Yes.
Also, a gunshot.
Sounded like he was...
dying, or, um...
melting?
It's hard to tell.
Charlotte...
It sounds worth our time,
actually.
Agreed.
Why didn't you just
lead with that?
The lock's damaged.
LUCIFER:
Is it?
CHLOE:
Looks like you're right.
He's been dead
about an hour.
Oh? Impressive guess,
Detective.
Uh, I'm assuming
from the... discoloration.
Well, that wasn't
a complete Dumpster fire,
but now that we're finished,
you can see yourself out.
I'll do nothing of the sort.
Fine. I'll show you out,
if you insist.
I'm not going anywhere.
But the detective and I have
got everything handled now.
This is far too important
to leave to just the two of you.
I will stick around.
Mum.
Besides,
we'll get to work together.
Won't that be fun?
♪ ♪
ELLA: We're running tests for
gunshot residue and cocaine.
Should have those
in, like, five minutes.
Okay. Good.
(siren wailing in distance)
Oh, Charlotte.
You're still here, huh?
Well, he was my client.
I thought I might be
of help to the case.
But if not, we could always
get her to shoo along
and we can carry on
with our business.
No. I'm sure she could be
very helpful.
So tell me,
why does Zeke Moore,
a manager at
an import/export company,
have you representing him?
Because I'm the best.
At getting criminals off.
Well, that's not true.
I haven't slept with
any of my clients.
What?
(sighs)
You represent
the worst of the worst.
So why was Zeke a client?
Because he works
for Bianca Ruiz.
What? The tequila magnate?
Bianca's tequila empire
is a front.
She uses the distribution routes
to sell guns, drugs,
and, oh, yeah, people.
So we've been after her
for a long time.
Who do you think did this?
A rival of some sort?
CHLOE: Well, that's actually
a good question.
Ella, what do we have?
ELLA:
Well, no smoking gun,
but poor Zeke here
got shot twice.
First in the thigh--
bullet winged him--
and then another
went through his hand
hitting him in the chest.
Probably trying
to defend himself.
Too bad you can't catch bullets.
Well, he can't maybe.
I don't think this was
a professional hit.
Maybe a robbery gone wrong.
And idea of
what was taken?
ELLA: Well, trace elements
point to cash,
cocaine, gunpowder residue,
indicating weapons--
all your basic bad guy stuff.
No sign of forced entry, though.
CHLOE: Which means the killer
either knew the combination,
or he just waited for the vic
to open it to strike.
ELLA:
Mm-hmm.
Hey, I got something here.
Cell phone.
No dust on it,
so it hasn't been there long.
Well, Zeke had his phone on him,
so this one could be
the killer's.
Maybe he dropped it
during the fight
or just didn't have time
to retrieve it.
Passcode protected,
of course.
But the home screen is...
two eyes?
Human female breasts.
No. That is a woman's
perfectly freckled rump.
CHLOE: So our lead
on the killer
is a pair of butt-boob-eyes.
It's a great start.
♪ ♪
♪ You caught a break ♪
♪ When I gave you the time ♪
♪ Tell us now, little man,
what's what ♪
♪ You're the one that had to go
show his stuff ♪
♪ Oh, you're the one
that brought a shotgun... ♪
Hello, Daniel.
What are you doing here?
Ms. Ruiz there is my client.
Well, she's a
real piece of work.
Trying to make me jealous?
What do you want from me?
You seduce me, you betray
me, now you're back.
You have to want something,
I just can't figure out what.
I do want something,
you're right.
And I'll tell you.
Just somewhere private.
I'm not having
sex with you here.
But I need something to pass
the time until we get a lead.
I don't understand you.
All right, whatever
this is between us.
Well, it's simple,
Daniel Espinoza.
I like you.
♪ I get that money ♪
♪ That money don't get me ♪
(over speakers):
♪ Oh, ain't it funny
how they all want to be a G ♪
♪ I make it happen... ♪
You guys, it's a record label.
The symbol on the phone we found
is the label's logo.
LUCIFER:
And they choose
to publish this music
of their own free will?
It's a vanity label.
It exists only to make
this one guy's music.
CHLOE: Okay, well,
who owns it?
And can you please turn it off?
(music stops)
Chet Ruiz.
Bianca's youngest son.
Half our billing
goes to keeping him out of jail.
CHLOE:
So Bianca's own son
robbed and killed
one of her most loyal soldiers?
The files barely mention Chet.
I didn't know he was actually
part of the family business.
MOM: He's not.
Bianca tries to keep him as far
away from it all as possible.
Maybe he started to resent that,
decided to make a play?
And then dropped his phone,
proving just how right
his mother was
about him. (chuckles)
CHLOE:
Well, if Chet is the killer,
this could be our chance to
take down Bianca, as well.
Cut off the head
of her entire operation.
This could be huge.
Yeah. Bummer is the phone proves
that Chet was in the room
but doesn't definitively
tie him to the murder.
Dan, why don't you work
on hacking the passcode.
I'll have a chat with Chet.
And, Charlotte, thank you
so much for your help.
But now that
one of your clients
is our main suspect,
it's best you go.
I don't think
I have to go quite yet.
Maybe not,
but I think you should.
Bianca's having a party today.
It's the launch
of her new tequila.
I'm sure
Chet will be there, and...
I'm invited.
Why do you want to help us now?
Because we all want
the same thing:
to find out
who robbed and killed Zeke.
DAN: You know, Chloe,
it would be
a good chance for us
to go undercover.
Gather some intel before they
even know we're onto them.
(clears throat) All right.
Fine. Good. It's settled.
The detective and I will go, so
thank you so much for your help.
I don't think so.
The invitation
is under my name.
I will go.
Perhaps Detective Espinoza
should join me.
No. Yes, that's not happening.
Uh, very well.
I'll go with you...
No, I'll go with Charlotte.
But, Detective...
No more argument.
Very well.
But I suggest you go shopping.
This isn't the kind of place
you can attend in pajamas.
This is ridiculous.
Pajamas?
What if Ella goes to the party?
That sounds like a great idea.
Oh, my God. Thank you so much
for thinking of me.
But you know what? I'm so busy.
I have been sidelined
by my own mother
and the detective.
(chuckles):
It's absurd.
I won't stand for it.
I am gonna find a way
into that party.
MAZE: Do you always
whine like this?
I don't know
how she puts up with it.
Where's Dr. Linda?
Suspended.
Because of you.
Because you have
been a terrible,
selfish friend.
To her.
Now you're gonna fix it.
Well, gladly, once I figure
a way back onto the case.
No, Lucifer.
Now!
But I suppose they can
handle things without me
for the time being. (chuckles)
What's the plan?
It'll take two hours
to scan the phone.
I'll come to you.
I'll kill some time
till it's done.
See you soon.
Hey, man.
You looking for your brother?
Or my m... um...
Charlotte?
Listen, um...
are they here? Because I haven't
been able to reach them.
No, they took off.
Couple hours ago.
Of course they did.
And why would they bother
to let me know?
I could try
to call them for you.
Don't worry about it, Dan.
I mean, with a brother
like Lucifer,
I really should be
used to this, right?
Hey.
What are you doing right now?
♪ ♪
♪ Late night, she on fire ♪
♪ Calling me from numbers
I don't recognize ♪
♪ Wonderin' if there's
somebody else in the room ♪
♪ She say that I'm crazy,
nah, baby, it's you ♪
♪ Shows up to fill her cup ♪
♪ I know all she wants
is just to get my love ♪
♪ I wish we could be
just like Johnny and June... ♪
Charlotte Richards.
Have you seen my plus one?
She's a tired-looking blonde.
Probably dressed in something
freshly-plucked from the floor.
Mm-mm.
Hmm?
♪ Damn, she got me good ♪
♪ 'Cause I love them bad girls ♪
♪ Doing bad things ♪
♪ Lookin' hot with an attitude ♪
♪ Love them bad girls ♪
♪ Like a bad dream ♪
♪ Shouldn't want them,
but I do ♪
♪ Singing ooh,
ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh... ♪
Let's get this
pajama party started.
♪ And I can't help it, no ♪
♪ Damn, it feels good ♪
♪ When you're messing
with a bad girl. ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Gonna have fun tonight... ♪
I still don't understand
why you're helping us.
Bianca's your client.
I'm not the same woman I was
when she hired me.
Hmm. Did you have
a change of heart?
No, the same heart.
Completely different soul,
though.
Hmm.
There's Chet.
I'll go talk to him.
MOM: You know, that's wise.
You seem more his type
than me, and you're not
particularly intimidating,
so that should help.
Help what?
Well, in seducing him,
of course.
I'm not gonna seduce him,
Charlotte.
Not with that posture
you're not.
Fine.
I'll do it.
No. No.
There's gonna be no seducing.
We just need
to get Chet to talk,
have him incriminate himself,
then we can arrest him
and flip him on Bianca.
MOM: You expect him
to betray his own mother?
One that's given him
everything he's ever wanted?
Not all kids appreciate what
their parents have given them.
Well, that I agree with.
I just think with
a little pressure, he'll crack.
Oh, bodyguard.
Maybe he's not as easy
to get to as I thought.
MOM: Why would
an overprotective mother
bring her murderous son
to a tequila-fueled party?
Well, if her son
killed Zeke,
she has no idea.
Okay. I've got an idea.
♪ Gonna have fun... ♪
Dr. Linda Martin is
an amazing therapist
and an incredible woman.
You can't do this to her.
Well, I'm afraid that she
brought this on herself.
So, unless
there's something...
specific that you can tell me,
there's very little
that I can do.
Hmm.
Well, how about proof
of all the good she's done?
Like this guy.
Lucifer Morningstar.
Oh, that's quite flattering.
The worst patient
anyone could ask for.
(gasps)
He is a back-stabbing,
selfish, narcissistic
little devil.
He's greedy...
Is there a-a point to this?
Yes, I'm wondering
the same thing.
The point is,
despite all of that,
she went out of her way
to help him.
Yeah, she's right.
The doctor has
seen a side to me that I hide
because it's, well, terrifying.
But she accepted me nonetheless,
and she's helped me
through issues
that I thought insurmountable.
I appreciate the testimonial,
and I will include it
into the notes.
That's it?
Unless you have
more evidence to submit.
(Lucifer sighs)
Well, she's generous.
As a, as a therapist,
as a lover,
a friend...
Wait.
You slept with your therapist.
What?
O-Only in the beginning.
Then she decided
that I shouldn't
pay for therapy with sex.
So, such strong morals,
don't you think?
(sighs)
Let's go!
What the...?
Oh, no, no, she saved my life.
I mean, granted,
she killed me first,
but I did ask her.
Oh, my God.
Lucifer.
We actually have been trying
to get the formula for...
Charlotte. Excuse me.
Oh.
Mmm.
So glad you can make it.
How are the children?
They're angels.
But speaking of children...
What did Chet do now?
Run out on another tab?
The police suspect him
of killing Zeke Moore.
That's impossible.
I have it from
a very good source.
I'll get to the bottom of it.
Thank you, Charlotte.
As always.
Of course.
Enjoy.
♪ Do your thing ♪
♪ Do your thing,
get it now... ♪
What did you do?
What could I do?
You won't let me drink, my bank
account's pretty low lately...
Zeke Moore. What did you do?
I took care of a problem.
You're welcome.
You don't work for me.
But I should.
Look what I can do.
Yeah, remove one of
my best earners?
(chuckles)
You see, this is
why you need me, Ma.
I found out that Zeke was
building up his own business.
Smuggling up
rare artifacts on the side.
And I was making 30%.
Oh.
Well, I would have known that
if you had just given me...
How do the police
know it was you?
I may have... dropped my phone.
BIANCA: Chet, what was
on your phone?
Let's go somewhere quieter.
No, Mom. Mom, Mom.
(muttering)
The whole business?
I was just trying to learn how
the financial part worked, Ma.
You know, prove to you I
could be a part of this.
So you saved it on your phone,
which the police now have.
Don't worry.
I'm already
taking care of it.
Won't be a problem.
♪ Do your thing, get it now ♪
♪ Do your thing,
get it now... ♪
What?
Hello.
♪ ♪
♪ Ooh, ah, I'm tired
of my own throne... ♪
Improv?
Really?
(both laugh)
Come on, man, you promised me
you wouldn't laugh.
(chuckles)
I went through a lot
this last year.
And improv sort of helped me
reorient myself.
How?
Well, it took stepping
outside of myself
to figure out
who I really was.
You know, stop defining myself
by other people.
Chloe. Lucifer.
I see.
So you think I'm defining myself
by my brother, yeah?
Well, I know from experience,
the dude casts
a pretty big-ass shadow.
Well, if there is one constant
in the universe,
it's that
Lucifer's the favorite.
No matter what I do.
No matter how hard I work
or how much he screws up.
It's never gonna change.
You guys must have competed
over everything, huh?
(chuckles)
I mean, he would never
admit it, right?
But yeah. Yeah, everything.
Even women?
Eh, I just noticed that
you and Lucifer
have a weird relationship
with Charlotte Richards.
I just thought maybe you guys...
No, Dan, we are not
competing over Charlotte.
Trust me.
At least,
not in the way you think.
And if we are,
well, obviously I lost.
Because I'm here, with you.
(laughs)
No offense.
(phone chimes)
Yeah, none taken.
Oh, man.
They couldn't
crack the passcode.
But, uh, for what it's worth,
I like you a hell of a lot
more than I like your brother.
(pats back)
(chuckles)
I know everyone here except you.
What are you doing here?
I, uh...
I, uh, was...
I came because, well...
I love your son's music.
Hi, Chet.
Chet, you're so good.
You're amazing.
Oh, please.
I've seen the sales.
Nobody actually
listens to that... stuff.
Oh, I listen to it,
big-time.
♪ I-I... ♪
♪ Get that money ♪
♪ That money don't get me ♪
♪ Me! ♪
♪ Oh, ain't it funny how y'all ♪
♪ Wanna be the G ♪
♪ Wanna be the G... ♪
I've heard enough.
♪ I make it... ♪
Yeah.
That's enough, ma'am.
Chet, you're so good.
You're dope!
Let's go.
I love you.
I love you more.
I...
(sighs)
Dan. Hey. Look, that phone--
I think it is way more important
than we thought.
It might be the key
to taking down Bianca.
Great. Now that
we've solved that,
I can get back
to the case and...
Ooh! God! What?!
What? You just
made everything worse.
Why am I surprised?
Just leave.
Since that's been your plan
all along anyway.
Is that what all
this has been about?
(short laugh)
Amenadiel told you about our
trip back to Heaven, didn't he?
Don't you blame him.
You...
Aah!
...should have told me.
Well, if you understood
the full picture...
Oh!
Stop hitting me.
Then explain.
Well, I'd like to, but
you have a tendency
to get emotional
about things.
Aah!
Case in point.
So I needed to be controlled,
is that it?
What the hell am I, Lucifer--
a pawn in some plan of yours?
No, I wouldn't put it like that.
Of course you wouldn't,
because that would actually
require you understanding
how you affect people.
How you hurt them.
Oh! Aah!
You seem to be the one doing
the hurting at the moment.
You don't care about anyone
other than yourself.
Unless they can be
of use to you.
Sound familiar?
Tread very carefully, Maze.
You're just like your parents.
Aah!
(yelling)
(growling)
(panting)
Maybe... maybe we should
just take a time-out so that...
you can catch your breath.
Yeah, so you can
catch your breath.
And then, I'll get back
to kicking your ass.
(groans)
See, now...
I had no idea that
you were this mad at me.
You were gonna leave me.
I would never do that.
But you told Amenadiel
and your mom
that y... you were
going with them to Heaven.
Well, I didn't say how long for.
Huh?
Or what I was gonna do
when I got there.
You're playing your own angle.
(both laugh)
And you didn't tell me...
...because you needed me
to be angry with you
(laughs)
so you could sell your story.
Exactly! (laughs)
So, all this...
was for nothing.
(laughs)
Lucifer, that's even worse.
ELLA:
This phone
could be the key to taking down
the entire Ruiz empire.
Yeah, but how do we crack it
if cyber couldn't even do it?
Time.
That idiot
didn't install a program
that can remotely
wipe the phone.
And it's an older phone
with just a four-digit code.
So, what, we just
keep trying till we get in?
How long will that take?
There are only 10,000 options.
Well, actually,
9,996 now--
I took a couple stabs.
So, hey, making progress.
I would say maybe a month.
Well, we can't arrest 'em till
we know what's on that phone.
And if they decide
to make a run for it...
All right.
Let's just try to speed it up.
Let's look into
Chet's background, let's try
and come up with number
combinations that might be
meaningful to him, all right?
Let's go.
Did you guys...
kill the chairman
of the review board?
Please tell me you
didn't kill him.
Not that he
didn't deserve it,
the smug, insufferable...
LUCIFER: No, no.
No one's dead.
We did this to each other.
Though... (sighs)
when it comes to your case,
I fear I may have, um...
complicated things.
Lucifer told him
you used to screw.
Among other things.
Oh?
Oh.
Well, I guess that's that.
No, that isn't that.
I want to know why
she's still upset with me.
Since I'm not currently
a practicing
doctor of psychiatry,
I don't have to lead you
on this path of realization;
I can just tell you.
Maze is pissed at you
because you used her.
Sure.
But for the greater good
of our debauchery here in L.A.
Did you even once think
of how this affected her?
Of course I did.
Thought about how
she might ruin everything
by disemboweling my mum
or castrating my brother.
I meant her feelings.
What?
She thought
you abandoned her.
That you didn't care
how that affected her.
But those sort of things
never bothered her be...
...before.
Oh.
Mazikeen.
I didn't realize...
I should have realized.
Well, my work
here is done.
Literally.
So, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to find
a very stiff martini.
Linda.
I'll take care of this.
I promise.
Bianca.
Has something happened?
Yes.
My son robbed and killed Zeke,
as you know.
But then he showed me
what Zeke was smuggling.
And for whom.
Now I have it.
And I think it's very important
to you, isn't it?
It is.
Then let's make a deal.
I'll give it to you
if you get
my son's phone from the police.
(scoffs)
That's not possible.
You'll find a way.
Otherwise, I'll make sure
that what you want...
disappears forever.
ELLA:
Birthday reverse. Nope.
Double 69.
Oddly relieved
that's not it.
Ms. Lopez.
We haven't really
had the chance to meet.
I know. I've been looking
forward to a formal "hey-ya."
S... Uh, no,
I see you're still
working on the phone.
I knew Chet well.
Perhaps I could borrow it,
maybe try some combinations?
I see through you.
I know you are
waiting around
for my boy Dan.
Oh.
Caught me red-handed.
And even though
most everybody
is all like,
(clicks tongue)
"She a shark,
those dead eyes,
don't trust her,"
when I look at you...
I see a light.
Did my bandage come undone?
So, for now,
benefit of the doubt.
But if you ever
hurt Dan again,
I'll have someone
break your legs.
(phone vibrating)
Oh, that's my brother.
I've been trying
to get ahold
of him forever.
Can you watch
the phone?
Sure.
Thanks.
See? Light.
(chuckles)
Start talking.
(sighs)
(piano playing dark melody)
(elevator bell dings)
Ah!
(plays Britney Spears'
"Oops!... I Did it Again")
What happened to you?
Oh, this. It's just a little
fisticuffs between friends.
I just had
a very enlightening conversation
with Charlotte Richards.
Ah. Well, I've had my fill
of enlightening conversations
for today, thank you.
Lucifer, she told me
who she really is,
and how you two are related.
I somehow doubt that.
It all makes sense.
Why you were so disgusted
when I suggested you two
had slept together.
Why you act so weird
around her in general.
She... really told you.
What did she tell you?
That she's your father's ex.
Right, yes, no.
That's-that's true.
Right, yeah.
I mean, the way
she talked about your dad
and-and what he put her through.
Mm-hmm. Betrayal,
torture, Hell, et cetera.
All true.
Mm-hmm.
I just cannot imagine raising
kids with someone like that.
Sympathy for the
goddess, Detective?
(sighs)
Why didn't you just tell me
she was your stepmom?
Well, it didn't seem
that simple to explain.
I mean, how did this
all come about, anyway?
Well... (sighs)
I... I caught Charlotte
trying to steal evidence
for Bianca Ruiz.
What?
Why would she do that?
Well, apparently
Bianca figured out
that Charlotte and I were
working together at the sting.
Bianca threatened
Charlotte's family.
I mean, she threatened you
if she didn't help.
Well, that sounds plausible,
yes.
I don't know.
Something about it
doesn't feel right.
I don't know if
I can trust her.
Well, I mean, I know I'm biased,
but one thing's for certain,
Detective:
Charlotte Richards
will stop at nothing
to protect her children.
You can trust that.
Hmm.
Did you bring me
what I asked for?
Mm.
As promised.
Make sure it's real.
That it wasn't cloned.
(liquid pouring)
To the things a mother will do
for her children.
I'll drink to that.
BIANCA:
I can't even count the times
that Chet has come close
to destroying everything
I've built.
MOM: Children always find
new ways to test us.
She's talking
about Amenadiel.
MOM:
Put us through... hell.
That one's me.
BIANCA:
And yet we still protect them.
MOM:
Always.
(computer trilling)
Now for your side
of the bargain.
(gasps)
(clears throat)
(static crackling)
We lost the feed.
She's up to something.
Well, no, no, no.
She may have just
shorted the bug.
No. Charlotte Richards
is either screwing us over
or she's in trouble.
Guys, get ready to go in.
And she better
be in trouble.
This opens a
safety deposit box.
Inside you'll find what Zeke
was smuggling for you.
This isn't what we agreed to.
How do I know you'll hold up
your end of the deal?
Because I always do.
And quite honestly,
I don't see why
you put so much value in...
(door opens)
Freeze!
See your hands!
LAPD. Bianca Ruiz,
you're under arrest.
This is absurd.
Charlotte. Charlotte.
Will no longer be
representing you.
You're making
a terrible mistake.
Don't touch me.
Charlotte, are you okay?
Yes.
Lucifer, don't.
Step away.
I need to search her.
Well, I don't think
that's necessary, Detective.
Well, I do.
It's okay, son.
Fine.
Arms out.
Hmm.
Oh, you're being
incredibly thorough.
I like it.
(clears throat)
She's clean.
Well, I told you, Detective,
she's got nothing to hide.
MAN: The phone
was still unlocked.
We have everything.
Seems like we do.
Let's, uh...
A book?
That's what Zeke smuggled
for me?
Is this a joke?
Well, if it were, I would have
chosen something funnier,
like Douglas Adams or Freud.
Are you certain that this is
all that was in
the safety deposit box?
(sighs)
Well, how is a book supposed
to ignite the sword?
Maybe it's
an instruction manual.
MOM: In an ancient language
I can't read.
Wonderful.
Here.
Wh-- I can't read it.
But you speak every language.
Speak, not read.
I've always found tongues
much more useful than books.
So whatever
language this is...
It's Sumerian.
Unlike some of us who had
everything handed to him,
I actually spent
my youth studying.
(chuckles):
Excellent.
My smart boy.
How-how quickly
can you translate it?
Um, should only
take me a few days.
(chuckles)
Days?
I don't have that kind of time.
Mum, why have you got your
knickers in such a twist?
Is there a reason why you're
in such a rush lately?
I-I'm just anxious to see
the rest of the family.
Please start translating.
There's something
going on with her.
Yeah. Or it's just that
time of the millennium.
What?
Excuse me.
Not this time.
(knocks)
Hey.
Congrats on nabbing
Queen Tequila.
Well, Chet's still out there,
so this isn't over
until I find him.
You and Charlotte Richards--
that is the most awkward team-up
of the century.
(chuckles) Actually, it wasn't
as bad as I expected.
I learned a lot of
eye-opening things about her.
That's for sure. Like her
being Lucifer's stepmom.
Had no idea...
Wait a minute.
She-- Stepmom?
Yeah.
Yes.
That makes a weird amount
of sense, actually.
Dan, I want you to be
careful with her.
There's something about her
I don't trust.
I'm gonna be fine, Chloe.
Wait.
One more thing.
Yeah.
If you married her,
you'd kind of be
like Lucifer's dad.
(laughs)
Oh, my God.
Right?
It's so, so messed up.
♪ ♪
I'm glad you agreed to meet me.
Well, of course I did.
I knew that book couldn't be it.
Well, come on.
Hand it over. I need
what Zeke really smuggled.
Now.
Mm. A knife.
We already have...
(grunts)
(gasping)
My life is ruined!
I don't want
to go to prison.
This is all your fault!
(panting)
(groans)
♪ You didn't plan a fight ♪
(gasps)
♪ Thought I was weak ♪
(groans)
♪ But you underestimated me ♪
(panting)
♪ Didn't you, baby? ♪
(groans loudly)
♪ If I'm bad, you're worse ♪
♪ You cut and haunt me
like a curse ♪
♪ You've got those
cruel intentions. ♪
(playing gentle melody)
Who knew translating could be
so exhausting. (chuckles)
(sighs) Listen, I think
I found something.
Huh?
God shattered the Flaming Sword
into three distinct pieces.
"The Blade of Death."
LUCIFER:
Azrael's.
AMENADIEL:
"The Medallion of Life."
LUCIFER:
Johnson's belt buckle.
And the key that binds them
all together.
Well, keys don't bind,
they unlock.
I think someone needs to go
back to translation school.
(gentle melody continues)
And guess who has the key.
Well, don't leave me
in suspense.
Who is it, brother?
It says that God
entrusted the key
to his favorite son.
(sighs)
Of course he gave it to you.
It's always you, isn't it?
Well, what are
you talking about?
The only keys
I've got are these.
(plays notes)
What else did you bring
with you to Earth, Luci?
(chuckles softly)
Your ring.
I've never seen you without it;
maybe that's the key.
Well, the key to completing
my ensemble maybe.
Here.
Try and attach your ring
to this.
Brother.
Just do it.
And we'll confirm
what we already know.
Brother...
That Father's favorite,
despite everything
that you have done,
is and always has been you.
Look down.
(gasping)
LUCIFER:
Is that the key around your neck
or are you just
happy to see me?
He entrusted it...
to you, brother.