Lucifer (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 17 - Sympathy for the Goddess - full transcript

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 a hold 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. 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.