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♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh... ♪

I've never felt
like that before.

♪ Oh, oh... ♪

That was...

Exhilarating.

That man was so terrible.

Truly evil.

♪ Oh, oh... ♪

And we made him pay.

Please.

Who can we punish next?

I want to feel like that again.

Yes,

it's quite the rush, finally
being who I'm meant to be.

But, uh, sadly, my dear,

criminals don't simply
line up to be punished.

So that's why you
work with the LAPD.

It all makes so much sense now.

You use them
to find the bad guys.

Hmm.

Well, I want in.

♪ But I'm not your hero... ♪

Ah, do you, now?

Mm-hmm.

Maybe we could do it together.

Find the worst
of the worst

and give them
what they deserve.

♪ But I'm not your hero ♪

So, Julian, you admit

to human trafficking,
and to the murder

of Gary Van Blunt

and Officer Joan Reyes?

Yes.

You're going to jail
for a really long time,

you cop killer.

- At least I'll be safe there.
- What?

Julian, if you didn't break
your back falling down a hill,

we need to know about that
right now.

I fell down the hill. I...

I fell down the hill,
I swear. I swear!

Chloe.

What's up?

Julian's reaction,

does it look
familiar to you?

- Huh?
- Like people we've seen before,

after a certain consultant
has been left alone with them?

What do you mean?

- I think Lucifer did this.
- That's crazy.

No, you know
what's crazy, Chloe,

is how much Lucifer
gets away with.

And I'm sick of it.
I mean, aren't you?

Lucifer wouldn't do this.
He wouldn't go this far.

What, he would never take
justice into his own hands?

Especially after a cop
was killed

because of his own
stupid recklessness?

I think you need
to cut him some slack.

You have had a
target on his back

ever since...

Well...

...Charlotte.

I just...

I'm not sure if you're...

looking at this objectively,

that's all.

Like you are?

I could understand
Lucifer callously ignoring

our duty to keep humans
and the divine separate,

but you, how could you do this?

A child? With a human?

Wonderful human.

I know how difficult this
must be for you, all right?

I used to be just like you,

looking down on humans,
as if they were ants.

But we need to realize
that we are not above them.

I am above them.

But you...

You don't even have
your powers anymore, do you?

No. I can no
longer slow time,

and I'm glad.

You see, my powers, they
kept me at a distance,

kept me disconnected
from humanity,

and I think that's
why they're gone now,

because I don't
want that anymore.

You were the one who taught me
that celestials and humans

need to be separate.

Yes, Remi, I did, and now,

I am telling you

that I was wrong.

Let me show you.

Hey, Ella. Who do we have?

Hey, Chloe.
Victim died from a gunshot

straight to the head,
up on that bridge.

But apparently,
murdering wasn't enough,

so they tossed his body over
the bridge like day-old garbage.

Broke nearly every bone in
his body, from the looks of it.

Hmm.

Are you okay?

Just death. People die.

Mm-hmm.

But we just deal with it.

Anyhow, what do we
know about this guy?

Sam Sofrelli.

Rap sheet filled
with drug possession charges.

Oh, uh, we also found traces
of cocaine in his pockets,

but no sign of drug use, so
I'm thinking probably a dealer.

Right. So you think
this was about drugs?

Maybe. Pockets were emptied.

Keys, wallet, all gone.

But the body was here for hours,
so could have been taken

by anyone brave enough to frisk
a corpse this effed up.

Yeah, but why throw a body over
a bridge that's already dead?

Wait, where's Lucifer?

Oh, he's, uh, been
ignoring me, actually.

Oh, he's with Eve.

Yes, probably with Eve.

What do you think of her?

I think that she's
rubbing off on him,

and not necessarily
in a good way.

Good morning, Detective!

Please don't tell me
she's behind me.

She's behind you.

Hello.

Lucifer.

This is a crime scene.
No visitors. No offense, Eve.

But Eve wants the same thing
we do, to catch a killer.

Yes. I-I'm here to
learn from you, Chloe.

I want to know
everything there is to know

about
catching criminals.

Especially
the very, very bad ones.

Can I talk to you, alone?

- Uh...
- Of course.

This isn't gonna work.

I agree. A gingham pocket square
can be a bit aggressive,

- but I'm feeling it.
- What? No.

- Eve, being here. Not okay.
- Why not?

You can't just join
a case for the fun of it.

We are solving a murder.

- This is serious.
- Oh, I agree.

Very serious.

But, if that's how you feel,
I completely understand.

- Where are you going?
- Well,

if you don't want us here,

we'll just go and find
the killer on our own.

You can't do that.

Oh, yes, we can.

Okay, fine.

Fine, Eve can ride along,
just for this case.

I'm excited!

Oh.

This is going to be so much fun.

Lucifer, this guy
looks really guilty.

What about this guy?

That's one mean-looking face.

- We should punish them.
- Yeah...

one criminal at a time, dear.

But...

Oh. Uh...

Decker.

No, I will not
accept his call.

Who was that?

Nobody.

Bah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

Wha...?

Lucifer is bringing his
girlfriend on cases now, huh?

She's actually really sweet.

And anyway,
you know what?

Why not do whatever
makes you happy?

Because any second... bam...

you can get hit by a chunk
of blue ice from an airplane.

Or get blown up

into a million pieces
by some crazed killer.

Or, or you could mysteriously
break your spinal cord

and become, you know, paralyzed.

Yeah.

Okay. Is anybody
actually investigating

what happened
to Julian McCaffrey?

Nobody's buying his "I fell
down the hill" story, right?

He didn't file any charges, so
there's nothing to investigate,

even if we wanted to.

Remember that house
he lived in?

Mm-hmm.

It's probably been
professionally cleaned already.

You're right.

You're absolutely right.

Oh, and, uh,

that's Daniel.

He's a douche again.

Oh, should
we punish him, too?

Ha. Believe me, his existence
is punishment enough.

Hey, Ella. What do we have?

Well, we still don't know

why Sam's body was tossed
off the bridge.

Because the killer's a maniacal,
bloodthirsty monster

who needs to be taken down.

Uh, maybe.

But, uh, I did discover
that the killer pistol-whipped

poor Sam before he died.

Sounds like
it could be personal.

- And aggressive.
- And cruel.

And a mistake, because I was
able to recover something

from the gun marks
on his face: gold flakes.

- Gold flakes?
- Mm-hmm.

In there?
That's amazing.

Oh, well, yeah. You know,
I'm just doing my job.

Hey, do you get to be there
for the punishment, too?

Uh... no.

A golden gun.

That's unique,
and it sounds familiar.

Yes, Roger Moore's Bond films.

Perhaps our killer's Scaramanga,
the man with three nipples.

Mm. Maybe.

Ella, do you remember if there
was a hit man or something

who carries a golden pistol?

Do you remember that?

Uh, let me see.

Uh... Ooh, right here.

Greg Grabowski,

and goes by the nickname
"Ponyboy."

- Ponyboy? Oh, stay gold, indeed.
- That's right,

and we are never able to pin him
down because he's so good.

But if this wasn't a hit
and it was personal,

it would explain
why he was so sloppy.

Oh,
he sounds terrible.

Let's go punish him.

You mean bring him to justice.

That's what I said.

Well, that clears
that up, come on.

Thank you.

When I was a newborn demon,

I was smaller than my opponents,

but I was fast.

So I used my speed, kept low

and always went
for the major arteries.

With my first vanquished foe
on his knees,

I slid my blade
across his throat,

felt the heat from his blood
dripping down my face...

...and then a stranger heat
in my loins.

Okay.

You know,

when I mentioned that the baby

could hear everything
from inside the womb,

I imagined introducing him
to things like

classical music, and stories

that aren't about
graphic murders.

Why would you want to hear a
story not about graphic murder?

We can talk about that later.

- I have to go to work.
- Great.

Give me a second
to get my knives.

Maze, sweetie,

you can't come to work with me.

I have to.

Do you know all the things
that could happen

to you or your baby out there?

Uh, heartburn?

You could get gunned down
in a drive-by shooting, Linda.

Or kidnapped

by a cartel
who use women as drug mules,

not to mention
what an angel baby

will fetch on the black market.

How comforting.

You said I'm part
of this family, Linda,

- so I'm going to protect you.
- Maze,

the people I'm seeing
this afternoon are a vegan chef

who compulsively shoplifts

and a record producer
who wets the bed.

- But I...
- Maze,

I don't need protecting.

♪ We love it ♪

♪ A little something ♪

♪ To get you out control ♪

♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Can of paint ♪

- ♪ And a whole lotta soap ♪
- ♪ That's right... ♪

Whatcha doing?

Oh, hey. Uh...

I paid off the cleaning crew

at Julian's house.

What?

I'm looking for something
in his trash that proves

that somebody was there
the night he was paralyzed.

Well, I don't know
about any of that,

but I can help
if you want.

Lucifer's brand.

What'd you say?

Uh, nothing.

I, um, found
what I needed.

Oh, uh, don't worry
about me, Dan.

I can clean up.

Damn.

These guys are huge.

We can take them, right, honey?

Of course I can, darling.
I'm the Devil.

In that case,

I hope this guy we're after
is the biggest,

meanest one there is.

- We don't want that.
- I do.

Makes it more satisfying
when Lucifer beats him up.

Oh, we don't
beat people up

in the middle
of the street.

Oh, do we take them back
to Lucifer's penthouse?

Not anywhere, we don't
beat people up anywhere.

Unless they resist.

And then
it's Devil by TKO.

Don't worry;

they always resist.

There's Ponyboy.

Oh...

Look at those arms.

All right,
let's not get carried away.

Greg "Ponyboy" Grabowski?

LAPD, you're under arrest

- for the murder...
- Okay.

- What?
- What?

What was that? I thought
they always resisted.

Look, I've been
through this 100 times.

I'm just gonna wait
for my lawyer.

Lucifer, you should torture
the truth out of him

until his lawyer shows up.

- Eve.
- Hmm?

That's not
how this works.

Everybody calm down.

Eve just wants to see
the Devil do his thing.

And there is one thing
you haven't seen me do.

Tell me, my
little Ponyboy,

what is it you desire?

I...

- I... I wish...
- Hmm?

I wish...

wish my boss had
let me kill Sam.

- Oh.
- Hmm.

Well, I'm sorry,
darling, but it appears

we can't punish
him after all.

The man's innocent.

Are you crazy?

Watching the Devil
do his thing is so... hot.

So you wished your boss...

let you kill him?

Then who's your boss?
And if it wasn't you,

who used your golden gun
to do it?

Lawyer. Now.

I mean...

Get...
Turn around.

It's fun, isn't it?

What?

Hey, Chloe.

I know that look.

- You found something.
- I hope so.

Hit men are often paid
as corporate employees

through shell companies
to hide the money,

but it also
sometimes means

that they get
the corporate perks.

Like covering their
gym membership fees.

So, who's paying for
Ponyboy to get so jacked?

Well, it looks like
it all tracks back

to Jacob Tiernan, here.

That paralyzed dude's dad?

Does this have something
to do with that case?

So Tiernan's son shows up
paralyzed from the chest down,

then this guy dies,
so it has to be, right?

I think Sam's bones
were broken before

he was killed in the exact
same spots Julian's was.

Julian McCaffrey?

Yeah.

What does this
have to do with him?

Okay, so maybe Tiernan thought
that Sam broke Julian's back.

Normally he'd hire Ponyboy
to do his dirty work,

but it's his son, so...

He wanted to enact
revenge himself

and borrowed Ponyboy's
gun to do it.

Yes.

And I'll get you
the ME report.

Great.

Wh...?

Hey, Luce.

I did that.

I broke Julian's back.

Tiernan killed an innocent man.

What does that mean?

It means, my dear...

that now, more than ever,

that monster
needs to be punished.

Mr. Tiernan,
I don't know if you heard,

but a drug dealer
was killed this morning.

And what does that
have to do with me?

Well, that's the
interesting part.

He had the exact same
spinal injury as your son.

So it would seem
that, possibly,

someone is out
for revenge.

My son worked with
a lot of bad people.

In fact, Julian wasn't
exactly a good person himself.

Which is why I had to excise
him from my business.

You... you love your children,

but at a certain point
you have to let them...

Stand on
their own two legs?

Mr. Tiernan,

do you know a man
named Greg Grabowski?

Goes by the colorful
moniker "Ponyboy."

No.

Hmm, that's odd.

Because one of your companies
pays his bills.

I have a lot of companies,
I pay a lot of people

a lot of money, I don't
keep track of every penny.

Well, you kept track of your son
though, didn't you?

Which is why
you consistently

bailed him out of jail.

Always getting him
out of trouble.

He never learned,
did he?

In fact, some might say,

it's your fault he
became a killer.

A human trafficker.

A broken little doll.

My son had a lot of friends.

Maybe one of them
decided to make

the piece of garbage
who crippled him pay.

Really?

Because I had a little chat
with Julian

right before he shot
a police officer in cold blood.

He said that you

were an even worse person
than he was.

Hmm...

That must make you
a true monster.

Unless you have actual cause
to charge me with something,

this little chat is over.

Oh, I'm the Devil, Tiernan.

I have all the cause I need.

Detective, I think
it's time you left

so I can do what I do best
and punish this man.

- Get out.
- Lucifer.

He will be punished.

Lucifer.

Lucifer, stop.

Lucifer.

Do it.

Get out!

Detective, leave.

Stop.

This isn't over.

Tiernan killed Sam
but we have no proof.

So?

So, Tiernan's gonna
double his legal defense

now that you've Hulked out
in his office.

Devil is as Devil does.

W-What about this other guy?

Uh, Ponyboy?

Ponyboy already posted bail.

Or Tiernan
posted it for him.

Wait, so you're saying

that we don't get
to punish anybody?

Honey, you promised.

Can we...
Give us a moment, thanks.

What the
hell is up with you?

I finally figured out
who I am, that's all.

Lucifer, this is not
who you are.

It...

I think Eve
is a bad influence on you.

This has nothing to do with her.

It's who I am. I punish people.

So do I, but like I said,

there is a right way
and there is a wrong way.

And what makes you the authority
on right and wrong?

Because I'm a cop
and it's the law.

Well, I'm the Devil.

I ruled Hell;
bad people were sent to me

so they could get
what they deserve.

And it is my job to do
the same here on Earth.

Because when I don't...

when I don't,

bad things happen.

And that is why
I broke Julian's back.

And that is why
I won't let Tiernan

get away with it.

You broke Julian's back?

What am I supposed
to do with that, Lucifer?

It's not your place
to do anything about it.

Then why?

Why ask me to leave?

When we were
in Tiernan's office,

you were gonna hurt him
and you wanted me to leave

because you knew it was wrong!

No. It's because
you've made it plainly clear

that you can't handle who I am.

Mr. Tiernan,
the cops are back.

I have nothing more to say.

I'm here about your son.

Thank you, Margaret.

He didn't just
fall down that hill.

Someone deliberately
broke his back,

and I know who it was.

Why haven't you
arrested this man?

Because I don't have enough
proof to put him in jail.

But he needs to be held
accountable for his actions,

and I know that you're
a powerful man,

a man who ruins his enemies.

I'm listening.

Look...

...you could finally
give him a taste

of the punishment he deserves.

What is this man's name?

Lucifer Morningstar.

Since we know
the murder was personal,

I looked back over
the autopsy report,

and I was hoping we could
find spit or urine

or something we can
use to track DNA.

It's amazing
how many dudes do that.

I really don't get why.
Do you get why?

Mm.

Anyway, no luck there,
but I did notice

that one of his fingers
was broken.

Still postmortem,
but not from the fall.

It looks like someone broke
his finger to pry a ring off,

probably whoever stole
all his money and drugs.

Hm. Mm-hmm.

- Yeah.
- Uh, you okay?

Do you think there is such
a thing as celestial justice?

Because if

celestial justice does exist,
like Heaven and Hell,

then what we've
been doing here...

say, arresting criminals...
like, why even bother?

Anyhow, I know you're religious

and I thought you may have
some thoughts on it.

Well, I was religious.

- And...
- Oh.

when I used to believe
in all that stuff,

I really thought
that I was doing my part

to uphold right
and wrong on Earth,

and everyone would get
their comeuppance eventually,

but, uh, we still needed
to keep people safe.

But now,

I believe we are all
anybody's got,

and if we don't hold people
accountable, nobody will,

because Heaven and Hell,
they don't exist.

But what if they do exist?
Say, the Devil.

No, he's not real.
Chloe, look at the Bible.

It is so full
of contradictions.

Fine, take the Devil,
for example.

The Devil's supposed to be
pure evil, right?

But he started out as an angel.

Come on, you can't start good
and then turn all evil.

I mean, really? That's what
they want us to believe?

You're right. He's an angel.

No, my point is that
it's all bullshit.

I...

This is where I came
with the mother of my child,

right after we found out
that we were gonna be parents.

And we both realized

just how wonderful
it would be.

All I see is weakness.
They're pathetic.

If you raise your son
surrounded by them,

he will become like they are.

They may be flawed, yes,
but so are we.

And flawed doesn't mean weak.

Sounds like something
a weak person would say.

Amenadiel,

I just want the best
for your child.

So do I.

I'm taking the baby.

No, Remi, you're not.

I'll never let you
find him or his mother.

Too late. I picked up
the scent this morning.

I've listened to you
out of respect, Amenadiel,

for what you
once were,

but I'm convinced more than ever
of what I need to do.

Remi, I won't let you
take my child.

Try and stop me.

Oh, my... Maze!

What is it?

I thought someone
was following me.

Who?

You! You-you are following me.
Why are you following me?

Well, I'm just protecting you
when you leave the house.

Don't you have anything else
to do? Like hunting bounty?

I cleared my entire schedule.
I am never leaving your side.

Okay, I told you I don't need
you to always be around.

I need you to back off.

But...

How else am I supposed
to protect our baby?

Our?

Maze, this isn't...

I just need some space, okay?

Yeah, sure.

Since we're here, do you want
to grab a coconut water?

I will never let you anywhere
near Linda or my son!

And who's gonna stop me? You?

Well, there's only one way
to find out.

Can't have anyone saying
it wasn't a fair fight.

I'm not gonna let you
raise this baby here,

where everything special
about him will be leeched away.

He will be special
because he's raised here!

With his family.

Funny, I thought
I was your family.

You are my family, Remi,
but this is my son.

Earth hasn't made me weak, Remi.

It's made me stronger.

A true warrior
admits their defeat.

So you'll respect my wishes?

I will, reluctantly.

But be careful,
Brother.

I still fear, one day, you'll
come to regret your decision.

Hey, Linda, um...

So I'm just calling 'cause
I'm a, uh, a little worried...

about Lucifer and thought

that you might know
what's going on with him.

When you get a chance,
call me back. Thanks.

What's wrong with Lucifer?

Is... he okay?

Yeah, Lucifer's okay.
I-I think he's just...

you know, he's just going
through something right now.

Don't you always say that

when somebody's
going through something,

that's when they need
their friends the most?

You know what?
You're right, Monkey.

But... I'm just not sure
that I'm the friend

that Lucifer needs right now.

You do your homework.

We could tie Tiernan
to the anchor of one of his ships.

Mm-hmm.

Or a... million
paper cuts from his own

$100 bills?

Great.

Oh, now, actually, I know a man
who owns an emu farm.

They're surprisingly
bloodthirsty animals.

Just pick a punishment and
let's go. What's the holdup?

All in good time,
my darling.

You know how satisfying
delayed gratification

is in bed, right?

I think you're stalling.

What?

Because of Chloe.

Look...

I like Chloe, I do.

She's great,
but to be honest,

I think she's a bad
influence on you.

Oh.

This has nothing to do
with the detective.

It's just better
when you punish them properly.

Lucifer...

I just want you to be
the best version of yourself,

you know?

That Devil I met in the garden.

I held myself
back for so long,

and I can see you doing the same
because of her.

I just think she might be a little
too involved in your life.

Oh, well, that is preposterous.

Hi, Lucifer!

Who's this?

That is the...

detective's offspring.

- There's a piano up here?
- Yes, but, no!

Please, don't...
Please don't touch that.

I don't know where you've been.

Look at all those books.

What... Yes, look!
Emphasis on the look...

Ooh, a pony.

No! Be careful with that!
That was a gift from Napoleon!

Do you have a pet?

Uh, yeah, no...
Uh, well, not really.

You have stairs leading up
to your bedroom?

Like a princess.

- Like a what?
- What...

How dare you?

You have a hot tub
on your balcony?

No! Please don't jump
on that, it's Italian!

This is the coolest place ever!

Does your mother
know you're...

Does your mother
know you're here?

Yes...

Well, what are you
doing here?

I came here to make sure
you're okay.

My mom said you needed a friend.

But it...

looks like you already have one.

Hi, I'm Eve.

- Hey, Trixie ready?
- Hi.

Trix, Dad's here.

How's the case going?

We know
who the killer is, but

we don't have proof.

Who is it?

Uh... Julian's dad,
Jacob Tiernan.

Jacob Tiernan? What, he, uh,
he killed somebody?

Well, he thought that Sam was
the one who broke Julian's back,

so simple
revenge motive.

You sure about that?

I mean, I didn't think
that he was capable of...

- that.
- Trix.

Trix? Come on!

Dan...

Dan!

Yeah?

- Trixie snuck out and went to Lucifer's.
- What?

Oh... We got to go
find her. Now!

Where do you live?

Here.

Where are you from?

Far away.
I came here for Lucifer.

Keep the commentary
to yourself, lady.

- Have you ever been married?
- Yes. It didn't work out.

- How come?
- We weren't right for each other.

- What do you do for work?
- I don't.

Pretty much just get to be me.

Well, that's kind of cool.

What's your favorite color?

- Red. What's yours?
- I'm asking the questions.

Would you excuse me

whilst I do something less
mind-numbingly boring, like, uh...

color-sort my suits?

Are you the kind of friend
Lucifer needs right now?

I hope so.

I care about him very much.

Oh, my!
Lucifer!

I didn't think there'd be
anyone else here, but...

can't have any witnesses, so...

Please, please...

Let's go, let's go!
Go, go, go!

What are you?

Ah!

Ah!

Tiernan sent you, didn't he?

Yeah! Yeah.

Where is she? Where's Trixie?

She's safe. She's through there.

Mommy! Daddy!

- Oh...
- Hey. Sorry.

Monkey, you're okay.

You're okay.

I love you, honey.

I hope you know, I would...

I would do anything
to protect that little urchin.

I know.

And I also know what you're
thinking of doing to Tiernan.

Especially now.

Well, don't you, Detective...
don't you want to punish him?

I mean, he almost
killed your child.

Yes... I do, yeah,

but I'm gonna do it
by following the rules

because I believe
in right and wrong and,

deep down,
I think that

you do, too.

You're the Devil,

but you're also an angel.

I'm not sure that
I am an angel anymore.

What do you mean?

After I killed Pierce,
when my devil face returned,

I never checked to see
if my wings were still there.

I still haven't.

Afraid that they're gone,

for good reason.

Well, you know...

I think you should look.

Maybe you'll be surprised
at what you find.

The police are done.

Thank you.

Thank you for Trixie.

You're welcome.

We're gonna get
this guy, right?

I mean...

we've been looking for
the worst of the worst.

Here it is.

You're right.

It's time for Tiernan
to get what he deserves.

But, uh...

I need to do this on my own.

It's important to me.

Okay.

You know I...

I only want us...

you... to be happy.

We have you

dead to rights
on attempted murder.

So if you don't help us
take down

who really killed
Sam Sofrelli, well...

It was your golden gun
used in the murder.

So you might be looking pretty
damn good for that, too.

Look, I love Julian.

That's why I wanted to be
the one to kill Sam.

But Julian's an idiot.

He gets into
trouble all the time.

Owed Sam a bunch of money.

So is that why Tiernan thought
that Sam was the one

to break Julian's spine?

Tiernan wouldn't give Julian
any money to pay back Sam.

So, Julian had to give Sam
whatever he could:

his car, his watch,

family heirlooms.

Family heirlooms?

Yeah.

It pissed Tiernan off,
but he still loved the kid.

He's his son, after all.

But even after all that,

Julian still couldn't come up
with enough to pay back Sam.

All right, so, after
Julian's spine was broken,

Tiernan thought Sam must have
been the one who did it.

Asked for the gun.

and then got
revenge himself.

Too bad somebody else
crippled Julian.

What do you mean?

Tiernan found out
Lucifer did it.

That's why he sent me
to kill him.

We thought that Tiernan
was upset because of

Lucifer's behavior
in the office.

Where did he get the idea
that Lucifer was

the one to break his back?

No idea.

All right, you said
"family heirlooms," right?

Would that also include
a family ring?

All right.

Have you heard from Ponyboy?

Not yet.

It's time to get to the jet.
Leave town for a while.

What the hell was that?!

Hello again, Tiernan.

I told you
this wasn't over.

Finally...

it's time for you to receive
the punishment that you deserve.

What about... that ring?

No, the ring that
Tiernan had on

had a family crest on it.

I mean, do you guys really
think he would wear it

after taking it off
a dead body?

Well, it was a family ring,
so I think Tiernan saw it

as something that was
taken from him.

So, if we can prove that Sam
had the ring on his finger

before he was killed,

and that it's now on Tiernan's
hand, then we can arrest him.

Before anyone else gets to him.

Guys, I think I found it.

Yes, that's it!

Taken before the night
he was killed.

Let's go get him.

Landers.

I believe you're looking
for this man.

I... happened to be walking
past Tiernan's office, and

overheard him talking
about leaving town.

As a concerned citizen,

I felt it was my civic
duty to bring him in

so he can properly face
the punishment he deserves.

Why'd you do it?

Something made me realize

I might've gone a bit
too far, recently.

Hopefully it's not too late.

You looked.

You looked, didn't you?

At your wings.

I did.

You did the right thing,
Lucifer.

It's never too late for that.

Maze?

Maze,

what are you doing?

Giving you your space.

I know your heart's
in the right place,

and it makes me happy knowing
my son's Auntie Maze

is in his corner.

But I have to ask...

are you in love with me?

What?

I mean, you do have that

"good things come in small
packages" vibe about you.

But no, we're...
we're just friends.

Okay, good.

I... No.
That's what I thought.

You know, Maze,

I think you're looking
for something... more...

than what this baby
or I can be.

I think you're looking
for your own connection.

For a partner.

Hey.

Oh. Hey.

Sorry. I didn't mean
to startle you.

Oh, no. I... It's fine.

Working pretty late tonight.

Oh, uh, yeah.

The... I-I was just, um,
wrapping up.

Hey, Ella, do you, um...

Do you ever feel
just completely...

Lost?

Yeah.

You wanna talk about it?

No. No.

Honestly, not really.

- You wanna talk about it?
- No.

Mm-mm.

But I just don't know...

what to do, you know?

Well, I, uh, don't recommend
a downward spiral

into drugs and alcohol.

- Tried that.
- Did you?

Did not help.

♪ If I'm talking to myself ♪

♪ I'm gonna find somebody else ♪

♪ Tell me, can you hear me? ♪

♪ I need you to hear me ♪

♪ Screaming out so loud ♪

♪ But my words don't
make a sound ♪

♪ Tell me, can you hear me? ♪

Detective Decker.

♪ Is anybody listening? ♪

Thank you for coming.

I only came to tell you
to stop putting in requests

to speak to me; we have
nothing to talk to about.

I'm sorry.

I don't have much time.

They're going to transfer me
back to Rome,

to be tried there.

Oh.

I can't say I'm sad
to see you go.

There's something
you need to know.

No, there is something
you need to know.

You were wrong about Lucifer.

He is a good man.

One might say that
he's even an angel.

Lucifer?

I came over as soon as
I got your text.

- ♪ Have I gone too far? ♪
- It's late.

Is everything okay?

♪ Can we... ♪

You have to help me, Doctor.

I don't... I don't...
I don't want to be a monster.

- ♪ In the darkness of night ♪
- What's wrong?

It's my wings.

♪ In the ashes I sleep ♪

I hadn't checked them since

my devil face returned, and...

I was afraid
they might have gone.

I was afraid
what that might mean.

What that might say about me.

But earlier this evening,
I looked.

And?

They're still there.

That's good, isn't it?

I need to warn you

about the prophecy.

Prophecy?

You see, I thought that the
prophecy was about you, Chloe.

But I realize now that
I could've been wrong.

If it's not you, then who else
could be Lucifer's first love?

I saw them.

It was bad.

It was really bad.

You know who it is, don't you?

Is she here?

I thought I could fix it, so...

So I... I didn't hurt him.
I stopped myself.

So, I don't understand why...
Wh-Why?!

Why what?

I just need you to
hear the prophecy.

All right.

"When the Devil walks the Earth
and finds his first love..."

Why are they still like this?!

"...evil shall be released."

♪ Caught in the fire ♪

♪ Caught in the fire ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh ♪

♪ Caught in ♪

♪ The fire ♪

♪ Caught in the fire ♪