Lucifer (2015–…): Season 4, Episode 5 - Expire Erect - full transcript

Bollocks.

This is the answer.

This is the answer.

♪ Yeah
Kiss, kiss, hug, hug, hands up ♪

♪ Whoo
Shake, shake, clap, clap, hop, hop ♪

♪ Yeah
So fresh and feisty and zest

♪ Just face me... ♪

Lucifer!

I can think of something better
to do with those fingers.

Give a devil a moment to recharge.

Look what came in the mail today.



It's a me costume.

I can see.

Does it make you want to come over here
and...

tempt me?

It does.

Mm.

It is so great to finally have a boyfriend
that actually likes to have fun.

Boyfriend?

I don't know. Boo, bae?

I'm still not caught up on the slang.

Mm.

Come into the bedroom.
I'll show you what else came in the mail.

And we only had sex twice more.

Mm-hmm.



But I'm a ten times a day man, doctor.
Big Ben strikes ten, as they say.

I'm Big Ben.

Yeah, I got that.

Is it possible that the word "boyfriend"
is what...

stopped the clock?

Well, I suppose
that was a rather serious word

to drop into an otherwise fun time, yes.

But is fun all this is?

She's been staying with you
for over a week.

Maybe this is serious.

I'm simply helping out a friend, doctor.

She's just arrived on Earth.
Where else can she stay?

Oh, right.

The Eve, from the Garden of Eden.

I mean, I am carrying an angel baby.

I guess this is just a normal Tuesday
for me now.

Doctor...

I don't know what to do.

Eve is amazing, she's beautiful, she's...

very funny on text.

- And she knows you and accepts you.
- Exactly.

So she should know that I'm not
a serious relationship kind of devil.

And yet you were willing
to try with Chloe.

Well, we saw how that turned out,
didn't we?

Sometimes, when someone
has real feelings for someone...

and it doesn't work out...

they shut down to anything new until they
can deal with those leftover feelings.

Okay, you didn't know
that your last case...

was your actual last case.

Are you sure that you got proper closure
with Chloe?

Wow.

I know. Sweet wheels, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- A Mercedes 300SL Gullwing.

You do not see too many of these babies.

Guy had his own
home car wash equipment for it.

Victim's name is Derek Lee.

He still had his car keys,
phone and wallet on him

and the house hasn't been touched,
so this was definitely not a robbery.

- Hmm.
- Cause of death was this.

The killer jammed this in his throat
and went full blast.

- He literally drowned.
- So we can assume it's personal.

Yeah. I mean, personal lives
can get pretty sticky.

Oh.

Have you, uh...

talked to Lucifer?

Oh, I went to his place
and some woman was over there.

I didn't want to interrupt.

But it's not a big deal.
You know, just giving him some time.

It's been a week. That's a lot of time.

But that's a good thing.

You know,
he's getting it out of his system.

But seriously, Chloe, if you miss him,
you should go talk to him.

Sure. When the time is right.
Right now, let's focus on the case.

Any witnesses?

Yeah. Those two heard arguing.

Hi.

I was halfway up the block
when I heard a guy yelling,

"How much for the car?" You know,
something like that. I don't know.

He was asking how much was the car.
I heard it all from my window.

- And you live next door?
- Mm-hmm.

- Did you see anything?
- No.

But I told him parking that car in
the driveway was just asking for trouble.

He should have listened to me.

- Thank you.
- Excuse me, guys.

So apparently the killer
was asking about the value of the car.

So why not just take it?

I think I've got an answer for that.
Derek was a collector of vintage cars.

Looks like he just won a big one
at a private auction.

Check out these.

Messages he was receiving
from the guy he outbid.

"I'm killing you. Before you pick up
that car, you'll be dead."

Great. Do we know who he is?

The messages are anonymous,
but according to this,

Derek was supposed to get possession
of the car this afternoon

at some collectors' event
called Malibu Motor Enthusiasts.

Did you just say the MME?

- Yeah.
- No way.

They are uber exclusive.

Even I can't get in there,
and I know my cars.

Plus, they're just shady
and gray market enough

that if you show up to serve a warrant,

they will literally stall you at the door
while everyone scatters.

So then how do you get in?

Well, the only way is to show up
with your own set of vintage wheels.

That's how they know you're in the club.

Okay, I can see if we have
any vintage cars in our pound.

Wait, I know someone who can help.

Oh, yeah?

Guess the time is finally right,
huh, Decker?

You handsome devil.

Is that my toothbrush?

You're worried about your toothbrush
being in my mouth?

Though I was thinking
I should pick up some toiletries.

There's plenty of room

- in the medicine cabinet.
- There is?

Mm-hmm.

I'm going to take a shower.
Meet me in there?

Finally, a good idea.

Here comes Big Ben again.

Dong!

Ooh.

- Oh!
- Detective.

- Hey.
- To what do I owe this...

ill-timed interruption?

Lucifer, look, I know things have been
really awkward between us,

but I want to fix that.

And I could use your help
on the case I'm working.

Besides, you and I have such a good
closure rate when we work together.

Detective, I'm sorry, but...

Hold on. Did you say closure?

Mm-hmm. Why?

Lucifer! Are you coming?

Oh.

You're not here alone.

Well, I have a guest,
if that's what you're asking.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

Yes. Oh, yes.
It looks like you've had a few guests.

- Mm.
- Fun.

Um, okay.

Well, this was a bad idea. It's okay.
Sorry to bother you.

Detective, wait.

I'll come with you.

Really?

Yes. I think that closing this case
might be just what the doctor ordered.

Return it with so much as a scratch
and I'll see you in hell.

Couldn't you have just
brought the Corvette?

Please, detective,
Corvettes are a dime a dozen.

Besides, I want this case to be special.

Well, it's pretty straightforward.

We couldn't trace the threatening text
sent to our victim.

But if the killer murdered Derek
just to win the auction, well...

What?

No, don't let me put you off. I'm just...

stopping to smell the detective
droning on about the case

in total command
of all the boring details.

It is very nostalgic.

Okay. So the car that Derek won
was a Tucker 48.

If we find the car, then whoever it's
being handed off to may be our killer.

Found it!

And I suppose that poor pencil-necked soul
is our killer.

Excuse me! Excuse me.
Sorry, coming through.

Coming through. Ooh, lovely shirt. Joking.

That man is wanted by the police.

Well, we can't miss the part of the case
where we chase the suspect.

Or you chase and I watch, I mean.

Or you could help this time.

Guys, please. Please, please.

Get out of the way!

Whoa, whoa!

See? Didn't have to chase him
at all. He got tired.

Come on,
I thought that was one of my better puns.

More than worthy of our final case.

Wait, what?

Well, I'm just trying to appreciate

every moment of the last time
we're working together.

One final case
to get closure on the whole thing.

Okay. Can we talk about this another time?

You have to listen to me. I hated Derek,
but I would never kill anyone, I swear.

Detective, please.
One last time for posterity.

Go ahead.

Kev, tell me...

what is it that you truly desire?

Power? Wealth?

Better dress sense?

I...

To tell the truth
so I don't go to jail for murder.

What? If that's the case,
then why did you run?

'Cause I thought you were here
about the kit cars.

Kit cars? You mean those awful replicas
that only look vintage?

Those don't fool anybody with taste.

True, but you can make
a ton of money selling them

to goobers who can't tell the difference.

It's not like it's illegal.

Sounds illegal.

It is illegal, but it's not murder.

Listen, we saw the messages.

You said that you wanted to kill him
before he could collect on this auction.

Kill his reputation.

I was going to tell everyone
I sold him a couple of kits.

Your rep is all you have in our world.

Yes, what a tragedy
to lose the respect of these...

people.

Look, he was killed
this morning, right?

I was selling a kit Porsche 550
to a guy up in Fresno.

I just flew back two hours ago.

Alright, we'll check that out.

But unless you have
any other information, then...

Wait. You should check out this guy
Derek's been hanging out with.

Scary dude, shaved head.

Tattoos.

Do you have the scary dude's name?

I never saw him myself.

Er... but I saw his car.

He has an awful '92 Geo Metro
in Polynesian green.

Oh.

Ow! Oh, okay.

Oh! Ah...

The girl from the jewelry auction.

You're still hanging out with her?

Yes.

Yes, she's been staying with me.

- Hmm.
- She's...

Never mind.

So why don't we go and catch
this scary dude?

He sounds like a worthy final killer.

Okay.

Lucy, are you here?

Listen, we...

got your baby gift, but...

Yeah, I don't think
these are teething rings.

Amenadiel?

Hey.

Your brother's out.

Eve.

What are you doing here?

Did you hurt Lucifer?

Only when he asked me nicely.

Why?

Because he killed Cain, Eve.

Your son.

You know, I met Charlotte Richards
on my way out of heaven.

She was lovely.

Same as my sweet and...

gentle Abel.

Pretty sure he heard
what was coming to him.

Then why would you leave the Silver City?

Look who's talking.

You're the one who couldn't wait
to tell everybody up there

how all of God's children
create their own fate.

How we decide where we belong.

That was different, Eve.

I'm an angel. You're mortal.

Yes, I'm mortal.

Created directly by the hand of God.

Hence me being able to slip right back
into my old bones.

Yes, you were able to come back
down here to Earth, Eve,

but did you not even consider...

that, after rejecting heaven,
you may not be allowed back in?

Why would I want to go back
to that boring place?

I'm having the time of my life
down here with Lucifer.

And what happens
when that comes to an end?

Well, if I get sent to hell, then...

me and Lucifer can keep the party going
down there.

I've gotten to know all of you

in my time here,
which is what makes this...

my final case, so difficult.

Dougie in the motor pool,
who helped put a siren on my car.

Thank you for that.

Cucuzza in evidence, who always let me
inspect the cocaine seizures first.

And you.

Nameless uni,
I think I'll miss you most of all.

So anyway,
as a parting gift for everyone...

I've hired a Carl's Jr. truck out in
the parking lot. Free burgers for you all.

Go on! Knock yourselves out.

He's not really going to leave us, is he?

No. Remember when Lucifer disappeared
and he came back married?

I mean, this is how
he works through his issues.

Er... soon enough, everything will be
back to normal, I'm sure.

Yeah, you're totally right.

He's going to burn out
on all these new ladies soon enough.

- Actually, it's just the one lady.
- What?

Some party girl named Eve.

Wait, what?

Are you serious?

I mean, if you're serious, that's serious.

I'm not worried. I am not worried at all.

There is no way
she knows the real Lucifer like I do.

- Ladies.
- Hi.

Any news on our scary dude?

Mm. Yes, so these 16 individuals drive
Geo Metros in the Tri-County area.

Oh. Mike Tyson here, very scary looking.

Now what about this guy
in the jailhouse tats?

That is Sid Kluge.

Well, I think you hit the jackpot, Decker.

Yeah, rap sheet full of B&Es
and aggravated assaults.

And the address,
right off of Venice Boulevard,

near that dispensary that you love.

Oh, detective, you know me so well.

I really will miss this
once the case is over.

Over?

Oh.

Yo.

Hey.

Is that Drill-bit Bueller?

Yep.

You know, he and his brother Sean are two
of the most feared guys in the streets.

Yeah, well, now they fear me.

Hey, I was going after his brother next
and I was thinking...

maybe you can jump in on the fun?

Look, Maze, that whole thing with Los Xs,
that was just a means to an end.

I mean, it's not like I get my kicks
by beating the hell out of people.

Well, let me know
next time there's a means to an end...

Dan.

So I was thinking...

this doesn't have to be our last case.

Oh, no, no. This is for the best, I think.

There's no sense in dragging it out.
One last case should be enough.

Enough for what?

Well, for closure, of course.

What does that mean?

I... I'm not sure,
but the doctor told me I needed it.

Lucifer, if you ever need to talk
about anything...

I don't believe this.

- What?
- That geek was right about the car.

It's the most hideous thing
I've ever seen.

Still, at least we know our killer's here.

Or not.

Hold on.

Well, it looks like this case might
drag out a little longer than I thought.

Huh.

No way it's a coincidence

that our number one suspect in
Derek's murder turns up dead hours later.

There has to be a connection.

I really had forgotten
how much fun this is.

You solving puzzles,
me trying to distract you...

- waiting to come up with the big insight...
- Found it!

- that breaks the case.
- Not only found it. I think...

I solved it.

- What?
- There's Derek, Sid.

And recognize that third guy?

Yeah, one of the witnesses we talked to.

Yeah. Marco Franklin.

All three of them served in
the Explosives Ordnance division in Iraq.

But, wait, there's more.

Marco was just released from prison
two days ago

after serving a nine-year sentence
for bank robbery.

He bombed his way into the vault,
got caught coming out and, drum roll,

it is suspected he had two
other accomplices, never apprehended.

So Sid and Derek were his partners.
He gets caught, they don't.

Maybe they double-crossed him.
So now he's out...

Looking for closure.

Yeah. Call it whatever you want.

I call it solved!

That's a great theory,
but, right now, that's all it is.

We have no proof,
so the killer could be anyone.

Agreed. This doesn't really feel
like closure to me.

- It doesn't.
- There must be more.

Witnesses saw a man
matching Marco's description

attacking Sid in front of his apartment.

- Circumstantial.
- Agreed.

Decker, you are putting me
through the wringer.

Respect. But I got you beat.

The striations on the shell casings
found at the scene

match Marco's 9mm.

I made sure
all the bases were covered for you.

Boom!

- We still have to pick him up.
- Yes, until the suspect's in custody

the case isn't truly closed, is it?

- Way ahead of you.
- Oh, for crying out loud.

Dan helped me with the records.
He's on his way to Marco's address now,

with some unis.

Nothing left for us to do now, folks,
but get our party on.

What are you guys thinking?

I feel like dancing.
I'm going to go change.

Lucifer, we can still...

No.

Detective...

I think this is best for me
and for everyone.

I just want to say...

great last case.

Great partnership.

Right.

Here you go, Eve.

Oh, thank you!

Mm.

You're Eve?

Yeah. Do we know each other?

I'm Ella Lopez and you need to...

You're Ella?

Oh, my God.

Oh, how dare you use hugs against me?

Wow, you're even prettier in real life.

I've been dying to meet you
since Lucifer told me how amazing you are.

- He said that?
- Oh, yeah.

I saw you out there on the dance floor.

You've got moves!

I've got to say,
I saw you out there, girlfriend.

- You've got some sick moves yourself.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- Would you see this guy?

Oh, my God, that's called "the robot".
I just learned that this morning.

You're pretty cool.

We're both pretty cool.

Hey, a friend just gave me some candy.
Do you want some?

That's... not candy.

Okay? That's Molly.

Molly?

Well, that sounds fun.

Yes.

- Yes, it does.
- Yeah!

Brother.

How's it going
with the teenage mutant ninja angel baby?

Why didn't you tell me that Eve was here,
Lucy?

Oh, please. I'm not going to text you
every time someone stays the night.

- Think of my data plan.
- This isn't just some fling, Lucifer.

This is Eve.

- Eve.
- Yes, I know what her name is.

I really don't think that you understand
the dangers of having Eve back here.

If you're worried
about what happened last time, don't be.

I'm not going to corrupt her.

Besides, I don't know how I could.
She's...

pretty much up for anything these days.

Oh, it's not Eve that I'm worried about.

It's you.

Me?

She came here for the old you,
the one she remembers from the garden.

The one who sowed chaos and destruction
for his own amusement.

Now you're making me nostalgic.

You see, that's exactly
what I'm talking about, Lucy.

I don't want her to turn you back
into the devil that you were.

Oh, don't you now?

To be honest...

I don't even know
if I want to be with her or not.

I was supposed to have clarity on that
after finishing this case, but...

I still don't know what I bloody want.

Detective?

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

- We still have a case.
- We do?

Marco's place was cleared out,
so he's still out there.

That must explain my lack of closure.

- Right. Wait there. I'll grab my jacket.
- Okay.

Oh, my God, Chloe!

You came out to celebrate.

No, working. Working.

This jacket is so fuzzy and amazing.

Oh.

It must be like being hugged by a muppet.

- Okay.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God,
I've got someone you have to meet.

This...

is Eve.

Yes, we have met.

She gave me drugs.

Really?

I need orange juice.

Oh, my God. Isn't she amazing?

I can see why Lucifer loves
working with you guys so much.

Oh, that's nice.

Want my last Molly?
I was going to take it,

but you look like someone
who could use it more than I do.

Who are you?

Oh, I'm Eve.

Okay, well, that doesn't help. Who...

Wait. Do you mean as in Eve Eve,
as in Adam and Eve?

I can't believe
they still put his name first.

These are supposed to be
more progressive times.

- Wait. You and Lucifer were together.
- Mm-hmm.

So you know him.
You know who he really is.

Good to go, detective.

Hey.

Note to self, next time,
just leave without the jacket.

This is your ex-girlfriend...

from...

the beginning of time.

Pretty much.

Detective Decker.

Everybody, be cool!

Don't try!

Detective Decker...

I need you to listen to me carefully.

Much as I appreciate
the well-timed interruption,

you can't just walk into my club...

Lucifer!

Everybody, sit down!

There's a bomb in this building,

so if anyone thinks they're going
to escape through the crowd,

or anyone tries to rush me... back up!

everyone dies.

Detective Decker, give me your gun.
Put it on the ground.

And your phone. Now.

Okay, okay, whatever you say.

Whatever you say, but this man
needs an ambulance right now

and I will stay with you,
but everybody here should go.

No, shut up! Shut up, no.

Nobody is leaving.

You...

go around and collect people's phones.

Now! Get up, let's go!

Come on.

Are you okay?

A bit of a stomach ache, detective.

He's the devil though.
He's going to be okay, right?

Yeah. He's going to be fine.

We'll get help.

You stay here with him, okay?

I know I should be freaking out right now,

but your hair is so shiny.

Marco, we know
you killed your former partners,

but this is not going to help
the situation.

If you hurt me or anyone else here,

it is only going to make things worse
for you.

I don't want to hurt you, detective.

I need your help.

When I went away, my wife changed her name

and I can't find her now.

- You did all this to find your wife?
- Look...

Shooting him was an accident, okay?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it.

I'm just trying to...
just trying to fix things.

Oh, don't worry about it, pal.

You just give me the gun
and I'll even things up.

Look, when I went away to prison
for robbing that bank,

it ruined her.

You know, she disappeared,
and I understand.

But... but I...

I just want one chance to look her
in the eye and tell her that...

I just want to tell her that I'm sorry.

Okay.

I want you...

to find her now.

And then...

I will think about letting everyone go.

Okay.

Got it.

I'll take care of it, Chloe. You just...

You stay safe.

You guys don't go in unless I say so.
You got that?

Perimeters are being set up.
We'll sit tight for now.

Good. Our people are in there.
We're not going to take any risks.

Did you give the breach point?

No, the gunman was listening, but

he did ask for some food to be delivered,
so I think I have an idea.

- Got it?
- Got it.

I heard Lux is under siege.

- Yeah.
- Well, what are we waiting for?

You can't just go in there
swinging your knives around...

- That's exactly what I can do.
- You know what?

He has the entire place wired to blow.
It's too risky.

Fine. What's your plan?

I'm looking for Leona.

She's Marco's wife.

Apparently, she changed her name
a few years after he went inside,

but there are no records
of what she actually changed it to.

It's like she vanished.

No public records.
No social security number.

No social media footprint.

What is this? 2014?

Yeah, looks like it.

In 2014, there was only one guy
who wasn't in jail

who could help someone disappear
this cleanly.

- So who is he?
- I don't know his name.

But I can find out.

Okay, I'll put together a warrant
so we can trace it.

- You want to get a warrant?
- Well, yeah.

You're the guy who said
the ends justify the means.

Legal means, Maze.

You must think like one of us
if you're going to have a shot...

No! You have to think like them.

That is how I catch them,
and that is how we'll get this guy.

Lucifer, I'm so sorry I got you into this.

Nonsense.

You needed my Aston to get in
and nobody drives it but me.

- I could have found another way. It's...
- No.

It's not your fault.

I needed closure.

I just didn't expect it
to be quite so closed.

This is all they had behind the bar.
Is there anything else I can get him?

- We've got to get him to the hospital.
- No, I'm fine, Detective.

You just get me
within an inch of that dullard

and I'll tear his arms off
like a turkey leg. Thank you.

Focus, Decker. Focus.

Lucifer's out of commission.

Ella is too.

- Eve. Eve?
- Yeah?

Do you have any superpowers or anything?

No.

I'm just me.

Right. So we've got nothing.

No.

Chloe...

we have you, okay?

Listen to me.

From what Lucifer's told me,

you are the smartest, most capable,
most resourceful person he's ever known.

So come on, detective...

what's the plan?

Okay.

- Yeah, plan.
- Yeah.

Okay, Eve, you tend to Lucifer.

Keep pressure on the wound

to stop the bleeding.

I'm going to find
where he planted this bomb.

And when I do, Ella... Ella!

Can you diffuse it?

Sure.

You guys, I read the file

on the demolition charges
Marco's unit built. Pff!

Easy as pie.

Lucifer, you have a job too.

How do we sober up Ella?

Hold this.

I love you guys.

Not sober, but...

how about focused?

It's the best way to lose your roll,
detective.

Shared office workspace.

Even I find this a bit cruel...

torture wise.

Still, great place to hide if you're
selling fake IDs on the dark web.

Erm, I'm... I don't know
what you're talking about.

My partner wanted to come in here
and question you,

but I know someone like you
wouldn't just give it up.

So I suggested we torture you.

Just a little bit.

But he didn't like that idea.

And then...

Phew.

he said something kind of smart.

What's a criminal like you most afraid of?

Losing your anonymity.

So I get to torture you after all.

Expose you to all of these people,
show them...

what you've been trying to keep private.

Please...

I...

I just do fan subtitles for anime.
I don't make fake IDs.

I know.

I was just trying to flush out the bad guy
and he just ran out the back.

Hi, Sergei.

What do you want?

I just help people disappear.
I didn't hurt anybody.

Yeah, yeah. We know.

And if you want to keep people
from being hurt...

you're going to tell us
everything you know about Leona Franklin.

The bleeding has slowed down a little.

I gave him another drink.
That seemed to help.

Well, I've seen Lucifer
survive worse than this, so...

I'm sure he'll pull through.

He has to.

I can't lose him.

Not after we just found each other again.

So you've seen...

his devil face?

Mm-hmm.

Does it scare you?

Why would it?

I don't know.

You know...

I was literally created
to be someone's wife.

No-one ever asked me
if that's what I really wanted.

Except for him.

The key is in a wireless trigger.
It's either Bluetooth or cellular.

Cellular would be a lot less complicated.

The relay's got no proximity handicap.

I see the cocaine is working.

Really? How can you tell?
I don't feel any different.

Do you have any left?
I'd hate to return to hell sober.

You are not going to hell.

You need to stop saying that.

Know what you also need to do?

Stop talking about this as your last case.

It's a real bummer, okay?
And I've really got to stay positive.

The detective and I
have worked together for far too long...

to not accept each other
for who we truly are.

Sadly...

I don't think that'll ever happen,
Miss Lopez.

That is crazy. That is crazy.

You guys are the best team ever. I mean,

you care about each other so much.

What do you need her to do?
Take a bullet for you?

Oh, sorry.

But seriously, okay,
you keep talking about closure.

What the hell does that even mean?

That's the point.

I don't know.

Okay, he keeps looking upstairs.
I think I've found the bomb.

I spent years building a new life here.

I have a job and a boyfriend.
He doesn't know anything about my past.

- Leona...
- Amy.

My name is Amy now.

Amy. Sorry.

Look, after everything you went through,

I'm sure that this is probably
your worst nightmare.

But we only need you to talk to Marco.

I'm sorry, I just...

I don't think that I could face him again.

Ready to do it my way?

Look, I know this is a lot to ask of you.

But there are lives at stake.

People I care about are in that bar.

And to be honest with you...

I don't think I can handle
losing another person right now.

Look, I'm trying...

so hard to do things the right way.

And maybe it's not right
for me to ask this of you...

but you can help them.

And you may be the only one who can.

Finally.

Argh, I ordered food over an hour ago.

Green onions and ranch dressing.

Who the hell puts green onions
and ranch dressing on a sandwich?

You'd better hope that your friends
are better at finding people

than they are at taking food orders.

Because I'm beginning to lose my patience!

Ah.

Dan wouldn't make a mistake like that.

Are you sure?

I once saw him eat a marble
because it was in a candy dish.

No, no. Chloe's right.

Now's not the time to make a mistake.
I'm not going to make a mistake.

I'll defuse a bomb I've never seen

before this crazy hangry bomber
blows us up. I can do that.

I can do that.

I don't think I can do that.
This is wrong, this is wrong.

Sandwich is wrong.

Maybe the sandwich isn't wrong.

Maybe there's a message in it.

- I can't do that.
- We're going to be fine.

Lucifer says
you're the smartest nerd he knows.

But look what I've done to my brain.

Okay, I have been partying all the time.
Like all the time.

I think... I really think
I've just been looking for a connection.

Something, anything, since I lost
what I had with the big guy and now I'm...

Ladies...

Oh, it's a comfort to know
I'll expire erect.

Cheers.

Oh, bollocks.

This is the answer.

This is the answer.

It's a southwestern sandwich
from Luis's.

Dan sent this because I'd recognize it.

He's telling us that they'll breach
from the southwest.

Is that a good thing?

If we can get Ella to the bomb in time,
then yes.

All you do is press this button.

This isn't going to work.

Look, you're going to be fine.

- You have nothing to worry about.
- Except an ex-boyfriend with a bomb.

Hearing me on a walkie-talkie isn't
going to be enough. I need to go in there.

No.

It's way too dangerous.

No, I know that he wants to see me.

Those people in there,
the ones you can't lose...

this is how we save them.

If they're following protocol,
the food delivery started a countdown,

which probably means we have
about ten minutes until SWAT arrives.

So we have to get the bomb taken care of
before that. Ella, are you good?

Yeah, sure. Yeah.

Eve, back her up in case anything happens.
You're...

good at... calming her down.

But what about...

He's going to be fine.

We just need a distraction
to get you guys up there.

Marco.

I can't believe it.

You're actually here.

I am so sorry.

I know that all of this is my fault.
Everything...

is my fault.

- No.
- No, no, just let me...

Let me say this.

I have made...

so many mistakes.

You didn't deserve what happened to you,
Marco.

I am so...

sorry.

Okay, Leona,
give me the gun and the detonator.

It's okay. I'm a cop.

Yeah.

You're a cop.

And I don't know
what Marco told you, so...

I can't take any chances.

Everybody, get in the corner.

Hurry.

Move!

Doesn't feel so great, does it?

What's going on? The wife came in?

So is it all good?
Maybe I don't have to do this anymore.

Yeah, actually...

you might want to hurry up.

Is he still alive?

Yeah, he always was tougher
than he was smart.

You were involved in the robbery.

I wasn't involved in the robbery.
I masterminded it.

This idiot and his army bros
couldn't plan a trip to the beach.

So Marco never wanted us to find you
so he could apologize. He wanted to...

take out his final partner.

Yeah.

It was a pretty good trap.

Force the police to find me.

If I don't show, he blows my cover
and, if I do, well...

I mean, that was the plan,
wasn't it, Marco?

You weren't expecting me
to play on your emotions, were you?

You always were such a softie.

What now?

You go outside and tell them
Marco apologized and let you go.

Then what? The place explodes
and it's all Marco's fault?

Sounds like a pretty solid plan to me.

I don't want to freak you out,
but we're kind of out of time.

Like, right now.

Okay, this is not like the diagram online.

Okay. Big guy...

I know it's been a while, but...

I'm going to really need a sign here.

You don't need to do this, Leona.

Sorry.

I have worked too hard to go to jail now.

After rebuilding my life.

Do you know what kind of ordnance
Marco used?

How far away you need to be...

before you hit the detonator?

What are you going to do with that thing
after you hit the button?

Nice try.

You're not getting in my head that easily.

You're not going to talk me down.

I'm not trying to talk you down.

I'm trying to get you
to the southwest corner.

Jump! move, move!

That was a rush.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- You did it. You did it!
- Are you alive? Am I alive?

Oh, my God!

Are you okay?

You landed on my bullet wound.

That's exactly the jolt of blinding pain
I needed to bring me round.

I'm sorry.

No, detective.

You threw yourself onto me.

You were willing to sacrifice yourself
to save me.

Ha. Ah.

Medic. Medic!

One second.

Detective.

Fancy seeing you here.

How are you feeling?

I started feeling better
the moment I got out on the street.

Funny that.

Also, I have an excellent nurse.

I'll give you two a moment.

Thanks.

So anyhow, I just...

I wanted to make sure you were okay.

And, about this being your last case...

well, I just wanted you to know that...

I understand how you're feeling.

And now I understand
how you feel as well, detective.

And, for what it's worth,
I think I've got my closure.

Good.

For our next case,

try not to bring a trigger-happy murderer
to one of my parties.

It kills the buzz.

You still want to be partners?

You know me, detective.

I go off and do something dramatic

and then I realize
I'm right where I'm supposed to be.

Ah.

This is all on me.

I should have realized
what she intended to do.

No, you should have let me go in there.

Marco wouldn't be in an ambulance.
The woman was an amateur.

It was right there.

The connections she had for the fake ID.

Insisting I let her go inside to face him.

Like I said Dan,
you have to think like a criminal.

And remember the woman
who actually knows how to use her knife.

Dan! Dan.

Don't beat yourself up, okay?

You can't get inside the head
of every psycho. Look, it all worked out.

- Thank God you were in there, Ella.
- That is just it.

I was in there.

I was in there.
I was right in the middle of it.

And I asked him for a sign

and that's when I realized,
Dan, I wasn't going to get one.

I wasn't going to get one
because I had to count on myself,

because...

God doesn't exist!

- Are you on drugs?
- A little ecstasy.

And some cocaine.

- What?
- Oh, my God, you smell amazing.

Come here.

Amenadiel, hey.

Chloe.

Uh, you wanted to see me?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did. I...

I know we haven't had a chance to talk
since I...

found out...

- well, everything.
- Yeah.

That I'm an angel.

How are you?

I mean, it is a lot to process.

Yeah.

It is, it is.

But I didn't know who else to talk to
about this.

Right? My job is to read people, to...

understand their motives,
to make sense of the world.

And, right now, my world is...

celestials and...

immortals and...

Okay, look. Is Eve...

okay?

Is Eve...

secretly evil or...

some supernatural threat to the world?

Not that I know of, no.

Okay, good.

I thought so.

Because, you know, I like her.

I do too.

Yeah, and I think she genuinely...

cares deeply about Lucifer.

And she is so protective over him.

I practically had to force her
to leave his side and...

I think she might be good for him.

I think she might be
exactly what he needs.

I hope that's the case.

Yeah, me too.

After all that you've been through,
Chloe...

what you're worried about most is
what's best for those that you care about.

No wonder your dad is so proud of you.

Oh, that's sweet,
but, you know, my dad, he...

He...

Oh!

Right.

Thank you.

You know, I'm really happy
you're going back to work.

Adam's idea of paradise
was laying around all day doing nothing.

Once we got ESPN up there, forget it.

Well, sadly
there'll be a lot less lying around here

now that I'm back to catching killers.

But there are certain perks to having
a boyfriend who works with the LAPD.

An endless supply of handcuffs, for one.

Boyfriend?

Well, I...

once someone tends to you
when you're bleeding to death,

it's only good manners
to make it official.

So...

we're really doing this?

I'll finish making your drink
and we'll toast to it.

- Ooh!
- Careful!

You're fine.

What is it with you
only getting injured sometimes?

Oh, I'm only vulnerable
when the detective's around.

What?

Oh...

I totally forgot.
My snake costume finally arrived.

You are going to love this.