All language subtitles for Lucifer.S05E12.1080p.BluRay.AV1-PTNX

If being me is easy
From where you stand

Seeing is believing from where I am

Try being me if you think you can

You think I got it easy

Try being me

Walk a mile in my shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes

Walk a mile in my shoes

Daniel.

You've been staring at that same file
for ten minutes now.

It's like watching
the world's worst nature documentary.

Have you lost the power of speech
alongside the ability to read?

Have you achieved
your final form?

What am I supposed
to do with that, Lucifer?

How am I supposed to react?

I don't follow.

Well, I know you're the Devil now.

You come at me with these sort of funny,
kind of clever insults.

I give back, we go into our little
insult dance, and that's a Tuesday.

But now everything's changed.

Don't be ridiculous, Daniel.

Nothing's changed.
I'm still the same person.

Charming. Beloved. And you're still
the same person too. Useless. Tolerated.

Mm, doesn't have
the same effect anymore.

It's like being teased
by Genghis Khan or Darth Vader.

I'm not some bloody villain, Daniel.

Oh, well,
if you're gonna be cruel about it,

don't be coming to me for any favors.

Don't worry, I won't.

Detective Douche is a real joy
to be around today.

You just have to give him some time.

Remember what I did
when I first found out the truth?

Yes, you ran off to Europe for a month.

Oh! Maybe Dan could do with a vacation.

Who do I know in one of those countries

where they hunt
American tourists for sport?

Right. Look, I'm sorry you're hurt
that you can't annoy Dan.

Why would I be "hurt?"

Uh, well, because
it's the strange little game

that you two play
to show that you're friends,

but he's not participating anymore.
So just give him some time.

Detective Douche can take all the time
he needs, as far as I'm concerned.

Now please tell me we have a case.

Some puzzle to solve, some criminal
to bring in and punish?

Well, it's right here
and we do have someone to bring in,

but she's already been apprehended.

Extradition. A Los Ex banger got caught
south of the border.

Extradition?
We catch murderers, Detective.

We don't carpool with them.

Lucifer, we do when we're understaffed.

I know it's grunt work,
but we have to...

Grunt work, you say?

Huh?

All right.

"All right?" That's it?

Chloe has Trixie tonight
and, honestly,

I think the drive might be good for me.

Oh...

It'll give me some time
to think about things.

Huh.

Hey, Dan.

Did you notice the name of
the processing officer on the other end?

- "Luis Navarro."
- Mm-hmm.

I just wanna remind you of the last time
you worked a task force together?

I remember.
Look, you don't have to worry.

Yes, we were friends, but I know
what kind of cop this guy is.

The kind of cop
who likes to cuts corners.

The kind of cop
who's looking to play angles

on the slippery slope
to being a criminal himself...

The kind of cop that I haven't been
for a very long time.

I'm sorry. I know I'm not your mother
and I'm not even your wife anymore.

But I am your friend.

I know it's been
a crazy time lately.

I think the last voice that you need

in your head right now
is one like Luis'.

Look, Chloe, I know you're just
trying to look out for me

and I appreciate that but I'm fine.

I've got it all
under control.

Promise.

What the hell.

- Danimal! Oh!
- Hey!

Hermano,
your Spanish is about as rusty

as that squad car outside.

You need to stay down here
a little longer.

Get a little Spanish immersion.

Yeah, I'll talk to my captain about it.

Listen, why, why are we not meeting
at the police station, bro?

Ah, crap. You didn't get the message?

What message?

Sorry, man. There was
a screw up in the paperwork.

The prisoner won't be discharged
till tomorrow morning.

What, are you kidding me, bro?
I drove all the way down here.

I know, I know. But I got it, it's fine!

I made sure that they got you a room.
It's a few blocks away.

All right, all right.
Yeah, uh, just for the night though.

I gotta get back, all right?

Compadre.

Now we get caught up!

Yeah.

I wanted you to see this place.
I own a little piece of it.

Nice.

Let's get some drinks for old times.

I don't know, man.
It's really late, you know?

If I gotta get on the road early
in the morning, I don't...

I don't, man... Nah, I don't think so.

Daniel.

I get it. I do, okay?

Maybe those old times,
they weren't so good, okay?

We used to play it fast and loose,
and I know you don't do that anymore.

And the truth is I admire you for that.

I'm turning myself around too
and I just wanted to get some advice

from someone who did it before I did.
That's all.

One drink.

One, just one. No.

Salud.

Ah, man... I've had my few beers.

I think I should go check out
the hotel room and watch some HBO.

Hey, wait, wait, hold on.
One more drink so I can ask you...

Back in the day,
when you had that old partner,

you guys had some fun extracurriculars.

What changed that for you?

I... It's pretty simple really.

Uh, couple of years back,

got into some trouble
on Palmetto Street.

Long story short,
I got in way over my head.

And I realized
that when your motives are bad

and when you're only out for yourself,
your actions have consequences.

But now...

Ah, it's just...

Let's just say
that I had a moment of clarity.

It's like, God, and the Devil.
Let's, let's say they're real, right?

Like, as real as you and me.

You find that out,

makes you worry more, not less.

You mean, like your soul?

No, man. Worse. Way worse.

Because if God is like you and me,
that means he's fallible.

He makes mistakes.

And if God can make a mistake,

what does that say about the universe?

I mean, who's even in charge?

How could anything even matter anymore?

That's heavy, man.

But if you're feeling like
nothing really matters,

then maybe you consider
joining me in a business venture.

I run these holistic crystals up to L.A.

Housewives up there
love this shit, okay?

I tell 'em
that they're ancient Aztec cenotes?

But really, they're just
beach rocks, my friend.

I pick 'em from my sister's property
in Rosarito. Pure profit.

I thought you said

you weren't
into anything illegal anymore.

"Illegal?" They're rocks!

- So it's legit?
- It's legit money.

Huh? It's low-risk!

Listen, I just need a man
on the other end

to make sure that it runs smooth.

Just not me anymore, man.
Can't help you.

I understand.
It's no problem. Stupid idea,

okay?
I'm just happy you're here now.

Benito!

Yeah?

Ah, come on.

This is Benito. He's my partner.

You wanna know
why Benito's always smiling?

Why?

Because he's got the best tequila
in town.

- Hmm?
- Ah...

To better days ahead.

Oh, no...

Luis! Luis, wake up! Where's my phone?
We need help!

What?

Why are you naked?

What? Uh, uh, because I sleep naked.

It's a thing. Don't worry about it.

Benito, he's dead.

If this is some kind of sick joke,
Danimal, I swear...

Oh, God. You're right.

He's dead.

Yeah. Look, man,
we need to call this in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, wait a minute.

Wait a minute. Hold on.

Take a breath. Let's think this through.

What do you mean think this through?

Wait, you don't think that...

Luis, I don't fully remember
what the hell happened last night,

but I did not kill anybody.

I know you didn't kill anyone,
my friend.

Because I know who did.

Okay. So those crystals
I was talking about?

Maybe the risk wasn't quite as low
as I led you to believe, okay?

That's why I was hoping
you'd sign up as my man in L.A.

to replace the guys who are there now.
Russian guys.

So what are you saying? That these
are the guys who killed Benito?

Why?

Because they're Russian mob.

And they knew Benito
was in this scam with me.

So I figure they must have hit him
when he left here last night.

So then what? He came in here
looking for help maybe?

Goes to the back room, collapses,
and that's that?

Why would they wanna kill Benito?

Wait a minute.

How much do you owe them?

Two hundred thousand dollars.

But I have it! I can pay them!
I was going to pay them, okay?

I just wanted one more day, okay?

There was this horse race
this afternoon.

Daniel, I swear, it was a sure thing.

I would have doubled the money!
I could've paid with interest!

Luis, I really wanted to believe
that you turned things around, man.

But this has got to be the most reckless
thing you've ever done.

I can't believe this.

Look, I know I screwed up.

But I didn't think
that the Russian mob in L.A.

was gonna come after me like this.

I mean, I'm all the way down here,
and I'm police!

Well, then, you obviously don't know how
the Russian mob operates, do you?

No.

But you do, don't you?

No. No way am I getting involved
in this with you, Luis.

The thing for you to do right now
is to turn yourself in,

tell your people about it.
They'll protect you.

Protect me? Half of my department
is on some gangster's payroll!

Daniel,
they'll come after my family.

Maria, little Oscar. He's three.

I need to stay here
and make sure they're safe.

All I ask is that you deliver
the money that I owe.

Luis, I came down here
for a prisoner transfer.

Exactly! And that's exactly what you do.

You go get her,
by the time you come back,

I'll have the money ready for you. Okay?

It's a small detour.

And while you handle that,
then I'll call in poor Benito's murder.

Please, Daniel.

For my family.

So, what's in the box?

Nothing. Stop talking.

Hmm, something important, huh?
Maybe not straight up legal?

I saw that dude's face
when he handed it to you.

Look, can you sit back?

- Just sit back please. Thank you.
- Hey, okay. No problem.

You know, just sayin', you all sweaty
with mysterious boxes

and I know corrupt shit when I see it.

But, you know, none of my business.
We all got our demons.

It's not "corrupt," okay.
It's, it's the exact opposite, actually.

- Hmm.
- I'm helping somebody.

- Hmm.
- And I don't have any demons.

Unless, of course, you count the fact

that I've been working with the Devil
for the last few years.

But that's, you know,
that's, that's out of my control.

Man, I hear you.

I was ridin' with the devil myself
for a few years, you know?

Cocaine.

No, that's...
That's not what I'm talkin' about.

Hey, you don't have to justify yourself
to me. I feel you, it's hard.

It got ahold of me for a while.
And yeah, I was bangin' with the exes

and gettin' up to notorious shit.

And I wasn't proud of it.
So I turned it around.

Oh, right. You turned it around, huh?

Yeah, man, I did. And you know
what helped me do it?

What?

God.

He saved me, man.

And I ain't tryin' to preach to you,

but you want to get out of this?
Find God.

Oh, I found God.

And he exploded my entire body
for sleeping with his wife

so I don't think he's quite the guy
you think he is.

Whatever. God is whoever you say he is.

And I say that God is someone that
gives me the strength to, to do better.

And I know I can be better.
Not just for God, but for me.

Look, I hope this works out for you.
I really do.

But you need to be careful, okay?

Because you think you know things,

but then life has a way
of blindsiding you.

Aah!

Of course, it's dead!

Dan?

Espinoza?

- Ryan?
- Yeah, it's me, Ryan!

And Kevin from class!

Hey.

Hey, you know, we haven't seen you
in improv in ages.

We were just driving back from a show
at the El Cerrito Community Center.

Yeah, yeah, you know, you're missing out
on a lot of sweet gigs!

Yeah. Uh, yeah.
I've been, I've been, uh,

pretty busy lately.

Yeah.

You got a little, uh...

What? Oh. What?

Yeah. Oh. Yeah.

- Aw, man.
- Gentle.

Oh, I think it's spray paint.

I was, uh,
I was ambushed by Los Exes.

- The notorious street gang.
- Oh.

They T-boned my car, tagged it.

My face must have been in the way.

Do you need some help?

Uh, yeah.
Actually, you think I can get a ride?

Uh, yes... And?

Yes, and it's Improv 101.

- Right. Improv 101.
- Oh, God. Where do you need to go?

- Oh... Yeah.
- You just get in the back.

Get in the back. Click on the handle.

The belt doesn't work,
so you just gotta yank it hard.

Daniel! Fancy seeing you here.

Uh, well, not fancy at all, actually.

You look, well,
it's, it's hard to tell sometimes,

but you look truly awful.

Lucifer, uh...

I need a favor.

Really, Daniel. I'd do a spit-take,
but this is single malt.

Come on, man. Are you done?

Well, I was, until I remembered
the last time you lost a fugitive.

Twelve-year-old girl?

You soiling yourself
on that roller coaster...

I didn't soil myself, Lucifer.
And, look, this isn't like that, okay?

This girl was rescued by her gang.

And I know their hangout.

It's a bike shop in Van Nuys.
If we go there, we're gonna find her.

"We?" Well, why do you need my help?

You're a police officer.
If you need back-up making an arrest,

you have the entire LAPD.

It's not that simple, man.
Los Exes didn't just spring my fugitive.

They also, sort of,
stole something from me.

Something that I need to get back.

Oh. So if the police get involved,
the drugs will be confiscated.

It's not drugs.

It's money that an old friend
needs me to deliver

so he can get clear
of some very dangerous people.

And now it's in the hands
of a street gang

who probably don't realize
what they have,

and you need to get it back
before they do.

Oh, Daniel.
This could only happen to you.

Oh, man. I swear.

Sometimes it feels like
the entire universe is against me.

Wait a minute.

You don't think your dad
could be behind all this, do you?

No, definitely not. No.

My father is, um, well,
I don't exactly know where he is.

But I can guarantee he's dealing
with something much bigger than this.

Okay.

So, can you help me?

I mean, you're invincible, right?

You can go in there, you can beat up
the entire gang

and I can grab the box.

I'm not your muscle, Daniel.

I don't just go in and beat people up
like some hired goon.

Look, man,
I'm not trying to offend you, okay?

But there are lives at stake here.

I can't do it without you.

Fine.

But we'll do things my way.
No vulgar strong-arm stuff.

You say they own a bike shop?

- We'll let money do the talking.
- Okay.

And me, of course.

Hello, gang members.

I understand you sell bikes
and I would like to purchase

your most expensive one, please.

You wanna buy one of our bikes?

Mm-hmm.

Oh. Oh, I thought you sold motor bikes.

The... Oh, that's embarrassing.

Well, looks like I'm gonna have
to rethink this entire thing.

Nobody rides motorbikes. All that noise.

Plus, you get killed on those things.
This is the hype.

Well, wouldn't be the first time
I've spent far too much money

on something I don't know how to use.

Your British ass so fancy,
you never learned how to ride a bicycle?

Not everybody
had their pops around

to teach 'em everything
when they was young.

Don't go makin' hurtful assumptions.

You don't know this man's story.

Well, actually
that is my story. To a T.

I feel you.
My old man was never around either.

I'm tryin to make better decisions now
but it's hard, you know?

Never had my role model.

I feel you.

And you, homes.

I mean, it's typical. I, I haven't seen
him in, essentially, well, forever.

And then he turns up, out of nowhere

and announces that he's getting old
and he's retiring.

I mean, what am I supposed
to do with that?

Or maybe he wants
to spend time with you, ese.

When my Papi retired from working
as a guard up in Pelican Bay,

it was awkward at first, but we actually
got to know each other really well.

Even better than
when I was locked up in there.

Oh, my dad was my jailer too.

It's a very specific
kind of pain, isn't it?

Ay, my jefe turned me in for stealing
credit card numbers, homes.

It was my birthday too.

Mm-hmm. Right.

That doesn't belong to you.
Hand it over.

Well, it doesn't belong to you either.
You're not Los Ex.

Actually, it does belong to me.
Or, my, my friend.

Whatever! It doesn't matter!
I have the gun, give me the box.

Cuff yourself to the cage. Go.

You're making
a huge mistake here, buddy. Huge.

No, bro. I'm correcting one.

Sorry.

Uh, nice doggy.

So let's stop projecting,
and start reflecting.

The one thing that I've learned
in therapy is that

we need to be gentle with ourselves

before we're gentle with anybody else.

- Mm-hmm.
- Hmm?

Good doggy.
No, no, no...

That's Chucho.

Meh. That's probably nothing. Come on.

That's not nothing. That's something.

- Something's going on.
- Let's just give it a moment.

I'm sure it'll be fine.

You're not a good doggy! Ow!

Bad dog!

Bad dog!

Hey! That's that cop
that was taking me to jail!

Yes, and unfortunately, he's with me.

And it appears he's gotten
what he came for,

so, um, we'll be off,
thank you very much.

We were having a moment, homes.

And it was a sincere moment!
We've shared and bonded, didn't we?

So we're all friends now.
There's no need for us to fight.

Yeah. Oh, dear. Dan, go.

If this really is an emergency,
I'll take care of them.

All right.
Give me your keys. I need your keys.

There's no way in the world
I'm letting you drive my car, Daniel.

- What the hell am I supposed to do?
- Use your imagination.

What?

You think you're gonna
take on all of us solo?

Unfortunately, yes.

I am the muscle, after all.

- Oh, shit!
- Whoa, whoa.

Well, it's over
And it's time for going home

What the...

Danimal, come on.
You never look in the box.

This.

What?

Charged your phone for you.

A man with your responsibilities
really needs to stay reachable.

Also, you need to keep some drinks here
other than kombuchas.

What do you do when you have company?

You lied to me, Luis.

You didn't send me
to make some payment to the Russians.

You sent me to deliver a message.

What are you into, man?

That guy was your friend.

Benito was not my friend.
He was an employee.

He kept the books for me,
and he betrayed me.

He was secretly working
with the Russians for months.

Wait a minute.

Russians aren't your loan sharks,
they're your competition.

You're in some kind of a war
with them, aren't you?

That's right. And I'm gonna win too.

I don't understand.
Why would you get me involved in this?

You could've had anybody
deliver that package.

And risk using one of my own guys?

Come on, Daniel,
that's not smart business.

But having you do it is.

If the Russians decide
to kill the messenger,

I lose nothing. They're cop killers.

But if somehow you survive,
well, now you're on the hook

for transporting human remains
across crime syndicates, and I own you.

It's a win-win.

You're not gonna win
anything, Luis.

I am never gonna work for you!

You need to adjust
that attitude, Danimal,

because I'm not done with you yet.

I had a perfectly good plan
to throw the Russians into chaos,

and you had to screw up
and lose that head.

What are you talkin' about?
It's right there!

Now it is.
But it got stolen from you, remember?

And when I heard,
I sent my man, Vargas, to recover it.

And then he runs into you
at the bike shop,

and you go and arrest him.

That's your guy?
How the hell am I supposed to know that?

That's all right. Apology accepted.
Small thing though,

I also tasked Vargas with a hit
on the Russian's bookkeeper.

A little eye-for-an-eye,
since they made me kill mine.

What?

And, thanks to you, now Vargas
is indisposed, so you have to do it.

No way, man. No way. Uh-uh.

What you need to do
is turn yourself in, Luis.

I can't believe how far gone you are.

What the hell happened to you?

The better question is,
what happened to you?

That pain on the side of your neck?

Ayquina neurotoxin.

Real nasty stuff from Colombia.

One minute you're fine, and then wham!

Ten hours from now,
you drop dead like Pablo Escobar.

Come on.
That's not for real.

I got a head in a box, Daniel.
Do I look like a man who's not for real?

You have ten hours
to kill the bookkeeper,

and then I'll give you...

Cabrón!

And then I'll give you this.

The antidote.

Why?
Why are you doing this?

I always liked working with you, Dan.

I left you the address of the bookkeeper
on the fridge.

Along with a note
to get some La Croix or something.

Hey, Ella. What you working on?

- Nothing. Just work.
- Cool. Cool.

- Mm-hmm.
- Listen, um,

so, I have this case where I think,

uh, someone might have
actually faked a murder.

And it got me thinking,
how would you do that?

You mean, how could you tell
if a murder was faked?

Yeah.

No. Uh, what, um...

I wanna, wanna get inside the head
of the criminal.

Really figure out

what it would take to pull
something like this off.

It's pretty crucial...
For the case.

Okay, well,
maybe I can look at the file?

Look, here's the thing.

You are the best forensic scientist
I've ever worked with.

I mean, you're probably
the best in the city.

So, I was thinking, if anyone
could figure this out, it would be you.

Okay, real talk now. No more bull crud.

I actually do know
how to fake the perfect murder,

because...

I've been working on it for my novel.

On your no... Oh!
Oh. That's, that's great!

I know, I know, right?

So, it's about a forensic scientist
who talks to ghosts, right?

But I had to confront her
with an almost impossible puzzle.

Because she herself
is an impossible puzzle.

She's super cheerful,
but really tortured.

Totally transparent,
but full of secrets.

So, what about the, the murder?

Oh, right! So, what I came up with
is pretty awesome.

Almost foolproof.
But, ugh, it is really hard.

I mean, you would have to
arrange the crime scene just right.

Could you pull it off in, say,
nine and a half hours?

That's oddly specific,
but let me see. Two hours,

and then you add another one,
and the two,

- and the Just one second...
- Ella!

Yep, yep. You should be able to do it.

But you would need to move it outdoors,

which means wrapping up your footwear

- in a specific kind of slipper...
- Uh-huh.

Yeah, hold on.
I'm just trying to...

Just one second,
you're going really fast.

- I'm just gonna write this down. Go.
- Yeah.

Hi. Svetlana, right?

May I come in?

No.
Nyet, nyet, nyet.

No police without warrant.

Oh, no, no, no. I'm not a cop.

I mean, I am a cop.
But I'm not on official business.

Listen, this is a...

This is gonna sound crazy,
but I was sent here to kill you.

Oh, no, no, no. I'm not,
I'm not actually... I'm not gonna do it!

Look, and this? It's all fake.

This is just to fake your death.

Why else would I need pig's blood?

Or hamburger?

This is for the brain matter.

Oh, of course.
It's very realistic.

Yeah! This is a very professional setup.

You see, I had a forensics friend
give me everything I need.

I know,
I know it sounds insane,

but I can explain everything.

No, no, it makes perfect sense.

Oh, look! Your pig blood.
It's leaking, leaking.

What? Oh. Oh! Hey, do you have a rag?

No!

No. No.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Okay.

Hey, man,
I'm really sorry to bother you,

but
I think I need some help.

I am near Lake Arrowhead,
about 80 miles east of L.A.

Yeah, it's a cabin with,
uh, with a greenish roof

and smoke coming out of the chimney.

I don't,
I don't know, man. I don't know.

Maybe, like, a, a hundred yards
south of a pond.

Uh-huh? Yeah. Yeah.

Hello? You there? You there?

H-Hey. That's fast.

Man, we really need to
work on your reconnoitering skills.

There's a lot of buildings in this area
that match that description.

Mm-hmm.

Hey. What happened?

Oh, this?

It's, it's a long story.

Don't worry about it.

Dan. I'm your friend.
I'm also an angel. I can help.

I, I...

Look, I'm so sorry, man.
I really appreciate your help,

but you know what? I can figure it out.

Hmm. Listen, if you didn't want my help,
why did you call me here?

I do. I do need some help. All right?

Somebody stole my car

and they stranded me here, and then...

Dan...

I'm not an Uber.

I know. I know.

And I wouldn't call you
if I had any other choice.

But right now,
I'm a hundred miles away from home

and I need to get back
as soon as possible.

Please.

- Okay.
- So, uh, how does this work?

Do I... You gonna pick me up,
or do I, do I sort of climb up.

Okay.

Okay, so, just so you know,
I may pass out.

Or puke. Or both.

Okay, I'm ready.

Uh, yeah, I'm trying to reach the head
of the chemistry department in UCLA?

I have a question about
a substance called Ayquina?

- It's something that's...
- What's up, Dan?

Shit. Maze.

What the hell are you doing here?

Well, I'm not really talking
to Lucifer right now,

but I did overhear him saying that
you were spinning out of control

so I had to come see that for myself.

You okay?

Do I look okay, Maze?

I'm havin' the worst day of my life.

I feel like I'm losing my mind

and I've had, like,
three concussions in six hours.

That can't help.

So, tell me about it.

No.

Amenadiel asked me the same thing
and I can't get you guys involved.

Amenadiel?
God's greatest goody-two-shoes?

Come on, Dan! I'm a demon.

You think there's something
you can't tell me?

We killed a guy together.

For the last time, Maze,
we didn't kill a guy,

we just made sure some
dangerous people found him...

Yeah, yeah, blah, blah, blah.

Point is, this is me.

No secrets.

Fine.

But you gotta promise
you're not gonna laugh.

Come on, Maze.

I can't believe
Amenadiel carried you

in his arms

like a little baby.

Oh, what? Come on.

You gotta have a sense of humor
about these things.

I've only got six hours
to figure out

how to live past tonight and get out
from under Luis' thumb,

even if I do survive.

So, please excuse me, Maze,
if I don't find that hilarious.

Oh, God, you're such a dumbass.

Just set up a meet with Luis,

get your antidote,
and serve him up to the Russians.

Duh! We've done this before.

I can't get the antidote
without showing proof

that I actually killed
the Russian bookkeeper, so...

Well, that's easy.

I can get you proof of death,
no problem.

Come on.
You can't actually kill her, Maze.

Fine. I'll whip something up.

First I'll get in touch
with my Russian contacts.

Then I'll set a meet with you
and them to explain the deal.

Then you set up a meeting
with Luis tonight,

with the Russians lying in wait.
I'll get you your proof.

Sure. Easy.

Just follow a plan whipped up
spur-of-the-moment by a demon

to deliver a psychopath
to a bunch of murderers

after I scam him
into saving my life.

It'll work perfectly.
Just don't screw it up.

Also, I'm telling the Russians
your name is Joe Stone.

Why "Joe Stone?"

Because Dan Espinoza sounds like a cop.

Joe Stone sounds cool.

You need to be cool with these people.

Hey, Maze...

Thank you.

I'm sorry about the demon stuff.

It means a lot you're helping me.

I'm only helping you because it's you.

So, that's the play.

You hide out on the balcony.

Once I've concluded my business
with Luis,

then you swoop in and take him.

Play sounds good.

But we don't know
who the hell you are, Mr. Joe Stone.

But Mazikeen says you're okay, so...

Dan?

Hi, Dan.

"Dan?" Who is Dan?

You are Joe Stone, right?

Yeah. Uh, gentlemen,

I just need one minute.

Linda, what the hell are you doing here?

Oh! Well,
I have lunch here every Tuesday.

I mean, the pierogis, right?

Are you okay?
Your, your eyes are bulging.

I need you to hit me.

Okay, I know it sounds crazy, but...

- You're undercover, right?
- Yes. Don't laugh.

I'll explain everything later. Okay?

My sidepiece.

I'd never give her
my real name, right?

I mean, you can see why. Coo-coo.

That's for what you did to me.

Mistresses are like KGB.

Meddle in everything,
torture you forever.

I like you, Joe Stone.

See you at club tonight.

So, how do I look?

Pretty good, actually.

Yeah, I feel pretty good too, man.

I've closed Lux for a private party,

and your guests should arrive shortly.

Everything's in place.

We're gonna pull this off, right?

Oh, Daniel. I never lie.

And I promise you the plan
is gonna work perfectly.

I really appreciate you
havin' my back out there.

Oh, no. I'm, I'm not gonna be there.

You what?

Well, I have history with the Russians.

Trust me,
this won't work properly if I'm there.

Yeah, but I don't have
any back-up down there.

Maze isn't gonna be there for a while.

If things get hairy,
then what am I supposed to do then?

Daniel, I realize this is
your first crime-boss summit,

so you'll have to take my word for it.

But there won't be any actual violence.

It's all about appearances.

Hence why I insisted on the suit.

And as for back-up, all you need
are people who can act tough,

and I think I have found
exactly the right guys.

Hmm.

You've got this! All over it.

Right.

Hey, Dan!

How about this place, right?

Ryan, what the hell
are you guys doing here?

Lucifer said you needed us for a gig.

Wh... Uh, how? When?

Well, after we dropped you off earlier,
we stuck around for some drinks.

Networking, you know?
He said he could book us some gigs,

and then, like, three hours later,
boom shakalaka. He's a cool guy.

Look, I don't think you guys
quite understand what this is.

No, no, no. We got it.
We just gotta be your back-up.

We gotta stand around and look tough.

Oh, yeah. Everybody came prepared.

No.

No!

That is a rental!

It is way too dangerous.

So, Danimal.
Are we gonna do this or what?

Yes. And this is my crew.

Showin' up with your own crew?

Power move. I'm impressed.

Yeah. Yeah, hell yeah.

Look, let's just get to this, okay?

Where's the antidote?
I don't have a lot of time here.

Where is my proof?

It's on its way. It'll be here.

Soon, I hope.

Are you starting to get the sweats yet?

That's how it starts.

Ay, you best recognize
when you talk to my boy Dan.

Don't test me. Prison changed me.

Hey, hey, hey. Ryan. Ryan. Chill.

You better put a leash
on that dog, Danimal.

Because I'll walk out of here right now.

But then you'd miss all the fun.

Oh, Maze, what the hell?

- You had one job!
- I know.

I know I was supposed to bring proof.

But proof can be faked.

Don't freak out, I'm not gonna kill her.

He can.

What better way for him
to be sure she's dead

so you can get your antidote?

Maze, this is not what we talked about.

No one is going to kill Svetlana.

You sold me out.

Now you're not gettin'
the antidote, Danimal.

"Danimal?"

So, you have been lying to us
all along, Joe Stone!

All right, everybody,
just take a breath, all right?

This has gotten completely nuts.

I have no idea how we got here.

None of this makes any sense!

It's like one crazy thing
after another!

But we have the
power to stop this.

Right now.

Look, I know
it can seem like things just happen,

and that we don't have
any control over them.

Like, like there's no order
or, or meaning.

But if the world
is senseless and random,

well, then all we can do
is just what we think is best.

And there is no way anybody thinks
it's best if we all die here today.

Right?

Am I right?

That was really good.

Hey, hey, hey.
Excuse the interruption,

but we're lookin' for that cop

and that British dude
that busted up our spot.

We need to talk to you, homes.

Oh, I know that ese.

We used to get into it in the yard.

Hasta la vista!

Ryan, no!

No!

Get the vial!

Now the hacienda's dark
The town is sleeping

Now the time has come to part
The time for weeping

Vaya con Dios, my darling

Vaya con Dios, my love

Now the lonely mission bells
Are softly ringing

If you listen with your heart
You'll hear them singing

Vaya con Dios, my darling

Vaya con Dios, my love

Wherever you may be
I'll be beside you

Yes! I've found it!

Although you're many
million dreams away

Adios, amigo.

No!

Each night I'll say a prayer
A prayer to guide you

No, Maze, Maze!

You're okay, you're okay,

everything's gonna be okay.

Vaya con Dios, my darling

Joe Stone.

Vaya con Dios...

It's all right. It's all right.
You're all right. You're all right.

Da... Da...

Maze. No. No. No.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. No.

I'm sorry, Maze. I'm sorry.

Daniel.

What did you do?

I don't know.

I...

I was just trying to help.

Well, now you see that, sometimes,

when you're trying
to do the right thing,

other people who don't deserve it
end up getting shot.

What?

Oh, I'm sorry, guys.

I couldn't hold it any longer.

My arm was falling asleep.

You should've seen
the look on your face.

Bravo! Bravo, bravo!

Job absolutely well done!

As promised, wrap party starts now.

There's an open bar,
food truck's in the back.

Give yourselves a pat on the back,
people! That was, mwah!

Excuse me.

Oh!

Definitely framing that one.

I got a feelin'

That tonight's gonna be a good night

That tonight's gonna be a good night

That tonight's gonna be
A good, good night

Next time.

Mi amigo!

I'm sorry, man.

Lucifer, he approached me.
He offered me a lot of money, too.

I had to say yes!
Hey, we had fun though, right?

- It was a lot of fun.
- Yeah!

Joe Stone! Legendary man of the hour!

This is the craziest thing
I've ever been involved with.

Please, come to my wedding.

- I wouldn't miss it!
- Yeah!

You guys, here's Dan!

How's that for a blindside, right?

- Pretty good.
- You was scared like a pendejo!

It was, it was... It was pretty good.

That tonight's gonna be
A good, good night

Oh, I can't believe
you faked the whole thing.

Let's live it up

Everyone was in on it?

Well, not everyone.
I mean, everyone here.

You should call Amenadiel.

And Linda and Ella. Definitely Chloe.

Let them know you're okay.

I think they were all
pretty worried about

how you were acting today.

I really thought you died, Maze.

You think I'd take a bullet for you?

Fill up my cup, mazel tov

Look at her dancing...

Well,

not in the chest anyway.

Let's burn the roof
And then we'll do it again

Countless hours
of meticulous planning,

dozens of favors called in.

So many Easter eggs
from our previous adventures.

Did you spot them all?

Five million, four-thousand one-hundred
and fifty-seven dollars spent.

Totally worth it.

This... All of this.

The dog? The car wreck?

I woke up this morning
with no clothes on,

next to a dead body.

Daniel Espinoza,
naked and afraid. Cheers.

That tonight's gonna be...

I don't understand
how you pulled it off, man.

Even you couldn't control everything.

Well, the hardest part was making sure
the detective wasn't involved.

Hence, all the illegalities I knew
you wouldn't want to share with her.

I mean, she would have seen
through this charade right away

because she's, well, a detective.

I'm a detective.

Oh.

After that, there was,
uh, very little to control.

I mean, you're very predictable,
Daniel.

No. No, no, no, no, no.

You had to have known
every single decision I would make.

How's that even possible?

Well, I knew that
you would never give up.

At every opportunity to quit,

I knew that your oafish optimism
would keep you going.

I suppose I realized that
whenever you're given a choice,

you always at least try
and do the right thing.

You know what, thank you, Lucifer.

It's crazy,
but I think I needed this.

I've been in a really weird place
for a long time,

and I think
I'm through it now.

I can't explain it,
but you really helped me.

Oh. Well, that's not
why I did this at all.

Well, then, why did you do all this?

Because you fucking shot me, Daniel.

That tonight's gonna be
A good, good night

Woo-hoo