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Really great for entertaining

or whatever you guys
want to do.

It's just kind of
the perfect house.

It's gorgeous.

And those marble countertops?

Right? I know,
they really tie

the whole kitchen
together.

And now here's the garage...
room for two cars

and storage.

Say, the Murphy Twins,

they're your older
sisters, right?

Yes.

Oh, that must be so amazing.

It really is.

You know, it's nice to be
part of a family business.

Are they gonna come by or...?

No, they can get pretty busy.

But sometimes they like
to pop in and surprise people.

And there's really nice
neighbors all around.

These neighbors are...

Lucifer, hi.

Um...

Listen, about everything
that you said last night.

- Doesn't matter.
- Uh...

- I really think it does.
- No, I'm way beyond that, Detective.

You see, I've made
a breakthrough.

Really?

What is it?

I hate myself.

Well, I'm not quite sure
what to do with that,

but it doesn't sound
like a good thing.

Well, of course
it is, Detective.

All my time with Dr. Linda
has been about exploring

the denial that I'm in,
but I've overcome that now.

I've had a...
an honest-to-Devil epiphany.

Now all my problems should just,
you know, go away.

Well, uh, a new case
just came in.

Mm.
But I really do want to talk

- about this some more later.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm gonna grab my keys.
- All right.

Hey, Lucifer.

Ah. Morning, Miss Lopez.

Whoa.

What's wrong with your hand?

- Hmm?
- Lucifer...

that is the worst case
of psoriasis I've ever seen.

This is impossible.

I have some creams in my lab.

Hold on.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna punish Lucifer
for what he did to you.

Where is my shuriken?

I had to hide
most of my weapons

so Linda wouldn't
get rid of them.

Oh, yeah.

Thanks.

Maze, you can't
hurt Lucifer.

Oh, I definitely can.

No, you can't hurt him,
'cause I love him.

I want him back.

I just don't understand
why he would say that...

he doesn't love himself
when he's with me.

I mean, what does that
even mean?

It means he's an idiot.

Which is typical for Lucifer.

Not realizing how lucky he is.

Thanks.

How do I get him back?

Lucifer's like any other man.

He wants what he can't have.

Okay.

Okay.

I can do that.

You know, I just need
to show him that...

that I'm fine.

You know, that I'm fine
without him.

- I can do that.
- Yeah.

Okay, maybe I can't do that.

Okay.

Unless you help me.

Please.

Well... in the old days,

I could just enter your body
and take over.

Um, demons used to be able
to possess humans,

but only when they
had just died.

But then Lucifer
forbade it.

Why?

Above my pay grade.

Must have pissed off someone
in the Silver City.

It was fun, though.

The looks on their faces
when you'd pop up and...

But it'd have to be
coming from Hell, Eve, so...

- no luck there.
- Mm.

We're gonna have to do this
the old-fashioned way.

What's that?

You're gonna get
your shit together.

And then we are gonna go
and rub in Lucifer's face

just how much
you don't need him.

♪ I'm all in my way ♪

♪ I'm all in my way ♪

♪ And I'm not free ♪

Thank you.

Since when do you voluntarily
wear evidence gloves?

Detective, it's, um...
well, I-I...

Oh, this is about the
other night, isn't it?

Lucifer, I don't want
you to feel like

you have to be someone you're
not when you're around me.

And if this is part
of the reason

why you think you hate
yourself...

Oh, no. No need to worry
on that front, Detective.

All my self-hatred
is also self-inflicted.

No one to blame
but myself on that.

I-I still don't see how
this epiphany solves anything.

Stop!

Hammertime.

'Cause she was killed
with a hammer.

Come on, guys, I've been
waiting years to do that one.

- Oh.
- Anyway...

victim's name is Megan Murphy.

34. One half of the...

Of the Murphy Twins.
Yeah, they're, uh,

local celebrities for
their twin shtick.

- Any suspects?
- The other twin, actually.

Moira. She was found standing
over the body, hammer in hand.

She bolted after
eyewitnesses saw her.

We have a BOLO out, but
no luck finding her yet.

The Realtor who found the body

was the twins'
younger sister, Beth.

And according to interviews,
Beth wasn't aware

of any tension
between the sisters.

Sometimes there's a darkness
waiting just under the surface,

waiting for a chance
to emerge...

- You can't touch this!
- Yes, I get it.

It's the lyrics to the song.

No, it's because
I haven't bagged it yet

and you never wear gloves.

Wait, you're
wearing gloves.

- Did the cream I gave you not work?
- Cream?

You know what this is?

Haven't a clue.

♪ They see me, I'm coming,
they open the gate... ♪

Heard you got
a suspect on the run.

We'll catch her in no time.

"We"? What, you two
are working together now?

Yeah. We're partners.

She's got a natural talent
for hunting bounties.

Uh, don't you need an actual
bounty to be put out?

Because, as of right
now, there isn't one.

I like to get a head start
on the competition, Chloe.

Eve.

Look, there is no need
to make a scene at my work.

I'm not.

Listen, Luce.

What you said hurt.

A lot. But I really think
that the breakup

was the best thing
that's ever happened to me.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

I'm having more fun than ever
with Maze.

And I think it's
exactly what I needed.

Well, that's
wonderful news.

Well, come on, Eve.

We've got a murderous twin
to catch.

Sounds fun.

How did I do?

Pretty damn good, lady.

Is he still looking?
I bet you he's still...

Detective, I need to
talk to you inside now.

Okay.

Detective,

I'm afraid
you were right.

Things aren't as simple
as I first thought.

In fact, I think my epiphany
may have backfired on me.

What do you mean?

- Is that, um, how your face gets?
- Yes.

Though "Devil hand" doesn't
have quite the same ring to it.

Detective, this has never
happened to me before.

It's gonna be okay.
We'll figure it out.

Uh, put the glove back on,

and I-I'm sure
it'll go away in no time.

That's just it, Detective.

It started out as
a patch of skin, but now...

it's spreading.

This is all your fault.

You and your epiphanies.

Turns out self-help
is actually self-harm.

Okay, Lucifer,
it's okay to be afraid.

That means we're making
progress.

Oh, we're making progress.

In precisely
the wrong direction.

Oh, Lucifer.

What's happening to you?

Exactly what I'd like
to find out and quickly.

'Cause I can't walk around like
OJ bloody Simpson forever.

Thank you for feeling my pain.

I mean, at least
it's not my wanking ha...

Please tell me you're not
giving birth to that child now.

God, no, no. I'm not due for
another couple of weeks.

It's just Braxton
Hicks contractions.

Doesn't mean they
don't hurt like a son of a...

All right.

- Better. All right.
- Good.

So... we know, subconsciously,

you control what happens
to your own body.

So, some part of you
is reacting to this revelation.

Yes, and it doesn't
seem thrilled.

So, if you could just
de-enlighten me,

that'd be lovely. Thank you.

Lucifer, I think you need to
step forward, not backward.

You need to dig deeper.

If you really hate yourself,
you need to figure out why.

♪ 'Cause now in hell I am ♪

♪ And I don't know
if I'll ever escape... ♪

Daniel.

I've had a realization.

I really don't care, man.

I hate myself.

Okay.

What's the punch line?

Well, me, apparently.

Because I haven't
the foggiest idea why.

I mean, look at me.

Why would I ever hate me?

I might have some ideas.

Which is exactly why
I've come to you.

So, please, tell me more.

Uh, well, you don't take
anything seriously.

You get away with everything.

You make everything about
yourself, you're egotistical...

Yes, yes, Daniel,
I know all of that.

Please, just dig deeper
into your cold, douchey heart.

You're the reason
Charlotte Richards is dead.

Daniel...

I need reasons
that are actually my fault.

Not excuses.

I should have known
you'd be spectacularly useless.

So, Moira's on the run.

We have contacted family,
friends, coworkers. Nothing.

Still no luck
on the BOLO.

So, if you were
caught standing

over the dead body
of your twin sister,

where would you run to?

I would run and run
and never look back.

I mean, she literally
killed someone

with her exact same face.

How do you do that?

You'd have to hate yourself.

Hello.

Detective, this woman

may have the answer
to my current dilemma.

We need to find her immediately.

Mm-hmm. Sort of what we're
trying to do here, Lucifer.

So, uh, Moira's phone records
finally came in.

First call she made after
the murder... their accountant.

Huh. Well, if I needed money

to skip town,
that's who I'd call.

- Let's go talk to him.
- Quickly.

We can't waste a moment.

Move.

- Am I sexier like this...
- ♪ Sometimes you feel like ♪

♪ A face in the crowd... ♪

...or like this?

Um...

I don't... I don't know. Yeah.

What do you think?

Ugh.

Maybe this isn't going to work.

Where are they, anyway?

They got the same
phone records we did.

I-I promise. They'll be here.

Okay. Okay.

- Okay.
- Um, what about...

dating someone else?

Someone...

not Lucifer.

Oh, my God.

Y-You're right.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Of course.

Nothing better
to get his jealousy going

than to see me happy
with someone else.

Of course!

How about that detective
he hates so much?

You know, Don?

The douchey one.

- Dan.
- Or...

maybe you deserve better.

Like who?

Uh...

Oh. Hi, guys.

Hi.

Didn't see you there.

Uh... sure didn't.

Did you see his face?

You are a genius.

Of course, being with you
would make him super jealous.

Oh, my God.
Thank you.

You're welcome.

Thank you!

These two maniacs barged in here
and tied me up.

Yes, I can see you've had
a most unpleasant time so far.

- Well, it wasn't all bad.
- Hmm.

Okay, I need you to focus.

Tell me, why did Moira
hate herself so much?

Hate herself?
She didn't hate herself.

Well, she must have,
'cause she literally killed

a mirror image of herself.

But I need to understand why.

We know she called you
after the murder.

What did she want?

Well, that's the thing.

She called to accuse me
of killing Megan.

Why would Moira accuse
you of murder?

I tried to ask her that,
but then she hung up on me.

I love those girls.

They're like family to me.

Less motive,
more location.

Where is she?
Or I gag you again.

No, you will not.

And we are gonna talk about
proper procedure later on.

Um, I...
They owned a lot of properties.

Maybe Moira's
at one of those?

I-I can get you
the address.

Oh, great.

Sorry you had
to see that.

What?
Oh, the snogging?

Oh, there's no need
to apologize for a bit of fun.

Well, when the lightning
strikes, it strikes, I guess.

Oh, so, what?

You're saying that you and Maze
are together, together?

I was just looking for
the right time to tell you.

A-All I care
is that you're happy, Eve.

Genuinely.

Are you, though?

Why wouldn't I be?

Did Megan do anything strange
before she was murdered?

Anything that could help us

figure out who was trying
to kill her?

Her sister killed her.

Maybe. But murderers don't often
use their first phone call

to accuse someone else.

Megan took over her company's
finances a couple months ago.

- Is that normal?
- Well, I figured

that she just wanted to be more
involved in the business.

But then two days ago,

she dropped off a thumb drive

with a copy
of her financial files.

Which isn't strange,

but... she did seem upset.

Did you notice anything odd
in the files?

I haven't looked, actually.

But the thumb drive's
in the filing cabinet.

- Can I see it?
- Sure.

You and Maze,

it's just a bit surprising,
that's all.

Well, if you
think someone else

would make me happier,
then maybe...

Hey. Lucifer.
You look, uh, cold.

Detective,
I know I'm wearing gloves,

- but it's actually rather warm.
- No, no. It's best you stay covered up.

Oh, right.

Always so thoughtful,
Detective.

Detective?
There seems to be a problem.

- What is it?
- The thumb drive's missing.

Someone must've stolen it.

What about the name,
uh, Zauriel?

That's a good name
for a warrior.

We could call him Zaury
for short.

Or Ezekiel? Zeke.

Yeah.

Um, I was thinking

about the name... Jack.

Hmm. Hmm.

Short for Jackiel?

Well, we could definitely

- put that on the list.
- Yeah.

- Right after Asmordiel.
- I was hoping

for a more mainstream name.

Our child is going
to have enough challenges,

considering his nature.

All of these names
are very mainstream

in the Silver City, Linda.

But that's not where he's going
to be living now, is it?

No.

No, of course not.

But I suppose he could visit?

You could fly him up
and back down on holidays.

Do you guys have holidays?

No. Not... really.

But that sounds great.

What about Michael?

No. Definitely not Michael.

Let's keep looking then.

Okay.

Ah, sorry I'm late, Detective.

I had to run home to replace
your ghastly scarf.

One thing I refuse
to hate about myself

is my style.

Did you think I was Chloe?

Easy mistake, I guess.

We're both thoughtful, smart...

Okay, where's the detective?

You haven't murdered her and
assumed her identity, have you?

Lucifer. No.

Maze and I brought in
the runaway twin.

I believe Chloe

is interrogating her
as we speak.

Right. Okay.

I'll-I'll...

I'll go and join her in there.

Great. I'll just be here,
working on the case,

looking for bad guys
to bring in to justice.

Mm-hmm.

Ah, there she is.

The answer to all my questions.

- Lucifer.
- Tell me, Moira,

did killing your sister
make it go away?

- What?
- Your self-hatred, of course.

And if so, do you think
if I made a dummy of myself

and brutally murdered it,
it might work for me as well?

What are you talking about?

I didn't kill Megan.

Huh?

Two days ago,
got a notice of an overdraft,

on our corporate account.

I called Megan,

because she handles more
of the financial side.

She's the smarter one.

Ah, so, you hated your own lack
of intelligence

and took it out on her.

It's not particularly relevant
to myself, but perhaps?

Moira, please.
Go ahead.

Megan told me
it was no big deal.

I could tell something
was wrong,

but I-I just figured
she'd handle it.

Yesterday, I knew we were
showing a house, so I went,

but I found Megan.

Dead on the ground.

I picked up the hammer;
it was instinct.

But then I saw Beth staring
at me, looking at me like...

like I killed our own sister.

Eh, but you ran.

If you're innocent,
why not just explain

to Beth that you didn't do it?

Because I looked so guilty.

I figured I had to find out
who the real killer was.

That's why I called Willie.

Well, he claims that Megan
took over the financials

for the last couple months,
so, uh,

maybe someone else
had access to them? Uh...

Megan's husband. Arnold.

Oh, God, it could have...
it could have been him.

- Arnold. Okay, good.
- Oh, my...

We'll bring him in, and...

Excuse me.

Lucifer, look at this.

Detective, please.
We both know I'm not

a "paper trail" kind
of crime-solver.

Is something wrong
with his eyes?

Look again. Hmm?

Mm-mm.

No, no, he just was up
all night,

um, going over the case.

He's tired.

Uh, we'll be right back, Moira.

Dan.

Oh, my...

- Maze.
- Hey.

What the hell you doing here?

Getting some air.

Right. Air.

In the backseat of my car...
that's parked in a garage.

Look, I'm sorry...
about what I said to you

at Lux the other night.

I was... I was just drunk.

Dealing with a lot.

I still am, but...

I didn't mean what I said.

Don't worry about it.

Wait a minute.

I was right about you
and Eve, wasn't I?

No.

But why did you think that?

Because I've never seen you look
at anyone the way you looked at her.

Like you weren't thinking
about stabbing them.

Can I give you some advice?

No.

I only had a few weeks
with Charlotte,

but we could have had so much
more time together if I hadn't waited.

And I wish I had that time back.

Don't make the same
mistake I made.

If you have feelings for her,
you gotta tell her.

I kinda tried that.

You know, it kinda backfired.

So then find a way to show her.

Grand gesture and all that.

What do you have to lose?

Here you go.

So is that the husband? With
a high-priced lawyer to boot.

That bodes well
for his guiltiness.

Well, he-he denied everything.

And the search warrant
for the house

didn't yield
any useful information, so...

Ah, so it is the sister.

She killed her twin and ran off
with the evidence.

No, we just got
the time of death back.

Megan died 30 minutes
before Moira

was found standing over
the body.

So she either stopped
to admire her work, or...

Or it isn't her.

Well, does the husband
have an alibi?

No, so he's still
our best suspect.

Megan's laptop is missing

and he did have easy access
to that.

So maybe he was stealing money
from their company,

maybe she caught him
and they got into a fight.

And after
a little brutal murder,

he ran off with the evidence.

Yeah. We're still trying

to get the husband's
financial records to see

if he's spent a lot
of money recently,

but his lawyer's
stonewalling.

Uh, Lucifer...

What is Eve doing
sitting at my desk?

Detective. I was going
through the case and...

Listen, Eve. If you want
to dress like me, that's fine.

Weird, but fine.

But this is
a official LAPD case file.

I think I know how
to catch the killer.

Okay. Ten seconds. Go.

Whoever stole
the thumb drive

was obviously covering
their tracks,

- right?
- Right.

So, clearly, there's something
in that file

that can help us
catch the killer.

But Willie never made
a copy of the thumb drive.

- But what if he did?
- Nah,

- he didn't.
- What if he did?

Well, he didn't.

But if we claim to have
a copy of it...

And then stage

- a sting, you know?
- Yeah.

Have Moira tell
the family that

she's selling off the
company to a wealthy buyer.

Right, and then...

then we have Moira
present the fake copy

of the financials to Lucifer
at a party at Lux...

And I just sit back and
wait for the husband to steal them.

You know...

that's a very
good idea, Eve.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Yes, uh...

well done,
Detective.

Lucifer? Where are you?

The party's started downstairs.

The husband should be here soon.

I'm not going, Detective.

Hmm?

I thought this...
I thought this case

would help me understand
my self-hatred,

stop what's happening
to me, but...

I think it's time
I face the truth.

What truth?

The prophecy.
It's coming true.

"Evil will be
released," right?

Well...

the only question
that remains is,

what kind of monster will I be
when it's done releasing?

Lucifer, I'm gonna have
Father Kinley transferred

to our holding cell.

If anyone knows more about
the prophecy, it's him.

It'll take a
couple hours,

but we will figure this out.

Okay?

Until then, I think it's
best to keep you distracted.

I can't go downstairs,
Detective.

Between my sunglasses,
scarf and gloves,

I'll look like Stevie Wonder
on a snow day.

Don't worry, I got you covered.

A masquerade party.

Clever.

Detective, you were right...
this is exactly what I needed.

Thank you.

Now all we have to do
is wait for Megan's husband to arrive.

Then you can take
center stage,

and hopefully,
he'll take the bait.

Oh. There's Moira.

I'm gonna go
make sure she's okay.

Hey.

So, everything's going
according to plan, huh?

I guess we make
a pretty good team, huh?

Indeed.

So, when should I move
my stuff back in?

- What?
- Luce, I saw the way you looked at me

at the precinct. I...

I understand
that I wasn't giving you

what you needed before, but...

I really think I can now.

Ooh...

My God, Lucifer,

your eyes.

Are you okay?
What's happening?

Nothing. Just an
end-of-the-world prophecy being fulfilled.

But...

maybe you can help me.

Yeah. Of course.

Of course. Uh, anything.

Eve...

why don't you hate me?

What do you mean?

I treated you terribly.

I hurt you. I used you.

No, you-you-you didn't...

I did. Deep down,
I knew it wasn't gonna work,

but I strung you along anyway
for my own selfish wants.

So why don't you hate me?

Because I love you.

Well, you shouldn't.

This is for a special girl.

A grand gesture to help...

redefine things.

♪ Today is gonna be the day ♪

♪ That they're
gonna throw it back to you ♪

♪ And by now
you should've somehow ♪

♪ Realized what you gotta do ♪

♪ I don't believe that anybody ♪

♪ Feels the way I do ♪

♪ About you now ♪

Well, I'll be damned.

♪ Backbeat,
the word was on the street ♪

♪ That the fire
in your heart is out ♪

♪ And I'm sure
you've heard it all before ♪

♪ But you never
really had a doubt ♪

♪ I don't believe that anybody ♪

♪ Feels the way I do
about you now ♪

♪ And all the roads
we have to walk ♪

♪ Are winding ♪

♪ And all the lights
that lead us there ♪

♪ Are blinding ♪

♪ There are many things that I ♪

♪ Would like to say to you ♪

♪ But I don't know how ♪

♪ I said maybe ♪

♪ You're gonna be the one ♪

♪ That saves me ♪

♪ And after all ♪

♪ You're my wonder... ♪

♪ Wall ♪

Maze.

That was...

beautiful.

Message received loud and clear.

Yeah?

Yeah. I know exactly
what I need to do

to get him back now.

A grand gesture.

Thank you.

Hey, Ella. Heard you
were looking for me. What's up?

I know it was you, Dan.

What are
you talking about?

I went back and tracked down whose police
cruiser was outside Tiernan's office.

It was yours.

Which explains you
going through that trash

the other day in the conference room.

You're right.

Turn me in.

I deserve it.

I'm not gonna do that.

In fact, I scrubbed your
cruiser's location history.

Why would you do that?

Why would you help me out?

- It was unforgivable what I did, Ella.
- You weren't the one

who barged into Lucifer's
penthouse with a gun.

Yeah, well,
I might as well have been.

My daughter almost died
because of what I did.

So why are you
gonna help me out?

Why are you gonna
let me off the hook?

Why does everybody

always let me get away
with so much bullshit?

I'm not.

I just think
that you're in pain.

More than any
of us realize.

And I think maybe now's the time
to finally get some help.

Lucifer, Moira just got a call
from Megan's husband.

Please tell me
it's a full confession,

so we can skip
straight to the arrest.

No, he's not coming.
He said that he

couldn't bear to see
the business sold.

So he's not the killer.

Which means
this whole charade

is a complete waste of time.

Lucifer, your face.

Okay, I-I'm gonna
call the precinct.

Hopefully, Kinley is
there by now. I...

Oh.

I was just about
to call you.

What... what's going on?

Detective Decker,
something's happened.

Detective, what is it?

Father Kinley escaped.

Thank you for helping me.

God certainly sends us
unusual assistance

when we are most in need.

But I must confess...

I'm not sure why you helped.

Me, either.

Well, you know,
I need to...

redefine things,
just like you suggested, Maze.

It seems like Lucifer

is clearly worried
about this prophecy.

That must be
what's holding him back.

And the Father here
can help him realize

that it's all just
a bunch of nonsense,

and then he has
to love me again.

I'm familiar with
the demon Mazikeen,

but you are...?

Oh.
Forgive me, Father.

I am Eve.

Of course.

The first woman.

Lucifer's first love.

First and only.

Does this mean you'll help me?

I'm sorry, my child,

but now that I know
who you are...

the Original Sinner...

I'm all the
more convinced

that the prophecy is real.

Lucifer, don't worry,
we'll find Father Kinley.

Let's go to the
scene of the escape,

see if we can
find any clues.

Looks like our sting
is a bust anyhow.

And right now your problems
are far too important...

Yes, it appears so.

I want to divorce my husband.

Well, that's lovely
for you to say,

- but now's not really a good time.
- I want to be famous.

I wish I hadn't gotten
that tattoo.

I wish I'd
told him how I felt.

Why didn't I tell him?

Lucifer, your mojo...
it's affecting everyone.

Let's go.

I wish I had
left that church

- as a child.
- Move. Move!

- Excuse me. Excuse me!
- I wish I hadn't cheated on him.

I want that thumb drive. I need it.

- Out of my way.
- Come with me.

- Out of my way!
- I broke up with my girlfriend.

- Get back. Out of the way. Keep away.
- I lied to my sister.

Beth.

Your Megan's
younger sister.

Why did you want
the thumb drive?

You were at the scene
of the crime.

I, uh...

I was...
I was showing that house.

You could have snuck away
for a few minutes without anyone noticing.

Why did you desire

the files in the drive?

Because I didn't want anyone
to know what I had done.

Ever since Charlotte's death,
I've been pretty angry...

at Lucifer.

And it's felt pretty good.

You know.

To have someone to blame.

But it's not his fault.

Whose fault is it?

I don't know.

But you feel like
it's your fault, don't you?

And I've been doing some
really stupid things lately.

Like, I'm trying to...

I don't know.

Punishing yourself?

There's nothing
you could have done to save her.

But that doesn't make
the hurt any less, does it?

It's a long road to dealing
with a loss like this.

But this is a good beginning.

And I think that...

You think that what?

That you need to take me
to the hospital

because my water just broke.

Hey.

You think you can maybe
work your magic on the priest?

You know, convince him that
he's wrong about the prophecy

using your knives
and other sharp objects?

I've tortured guys
like Kinley before.

He's a fanatic.

Nothing I do will
change his mind.

Okay.

That's okay.

That's fine.
I just need

to figure out another plan.

I got this.

Maybe it's Los Angeles.
You know?

Maybe I just need
to take Lucifer out of town

to-to just be us again.

You know? Just us.

- No distractions.
- Enough!

Lucifer doesn't love you!

I'm sorry, but sometimes
you have to accept when...

when someone doesn't feel
the same way about you.

I have to go.

Moira and Megan

were the perfect sisters.

And I was the black sheep.

Always screwing up.

Barely even trusted
with showing the houses.

Moira never believed in me.

But Megan...

Megan knew I could do better.

So when I asked if I could
help with the finances...

She kept it secret.

And then I-I heard

about a-a sure-thing investment.

And I was gonna
use those profits

and start my own business.

Pay them back
and prove to them

that I wasn't what they thought.

So I borrowed the money.

How much did you lose?

All of it.

She said that
Moira was right.

I ruin everything I touch.

I just lost it.

I don't remember
grabbing the hammer.

I barely remember
giving that tour

and pretending to find

her body.

And here's the worst part.

I couldn't bring myself
to tell the truth.

Even if it meant
my own sister going to jail.

Maybe Moira was right about me.

Maybe I do ruin
everything I touch.

She was right.

You should've stayed away
from everyone you cared about.

♪ These roots run deep ♪

♪ The strongest part of me ♪

♪ Our life, our dreams ♪

♪ This is all we need... ♪

♪ We come together... ♪

Hi.

Oh, hi.

Okay.

♪ We come together... ♪

♪ Remember this forever ♪

All right, Lucifer, let's go.

Kinley's only a couple hours
ahead of us.

I'm afraid it's too late, Detective.

Well, I know
with your mojo going crazy,

it's gonna be difficult,
but we'll avoid the crowds,

and, you know, I
think if we leave...

It's too late.

They won't go back in.

This is who I am now.

Hi, sweetie.

No wings yet.

Yeah.

I think I have a name.

Oh, Amenadiel.

- I don't know.
- What about Charlie?

Charlie?

After Charlotte.

I love it.

Charlie,

meet Dad.

You know, we still don't have
a middle name.

Doesn't really matter
what your name is.

They are gonna love you
in the Silver City.

Where you'll be safe.

Forever.

Okay, I can do this.

I can do this.

I can do this. I can do this.

All I need to do
is get Lucifer out of LA.

That's all I need.

But where?

Okay.

Vegas?

Paris.

Or...

we could just go
on a deserted island

where it can just be
the two of us.

Pardon me, my child.

I think I may have a way to
help you, after all.

What-what do you mean?

I know a place you could go
with him

where he could get away

from the bad influences
he's had here.

Where you could be together

for eternity.

Where he could be a king again.

You mean Hell?

Yeah, I-I...

I don't think Lucifer wants
to go back there.

Perhaps Lucifer simply
needs a reason to go back.

After all,
he's never been there before

with a queen by his side.

- Why are you helping me?
- I've dedicated my life

to preventing the prophecy.

If you and Lucifer were to go
to Hell together, well,

that would accomplish that.

It would solve
both our problems.

But I...

I wouldn't even know how
to convince him to go back.

Well, perhaps remind him
of the warm welcome

that awaits him down there.

All his adoring subjects
eagerly awaiting his return.

Yeah.
That actually gives me an idea.

Maze said that demons can enter
the bodies of the recently dead.

So if one of his subjects
could rise up from Hell,

maybe they could convince him.

- Hmm, that may work.
- Yeah.

Now all we need is someone
to deliver the message

down to Hell.

You know,
someone who's about to die

and that's, well,

definitely headed down there.

No, I'm so sorry.
I really would like to help.

But there's simply
too much at stake.

So the simplest way
to stop the prophecy

is to simply remove

Lucifer's first love
from the equation.

Oh, my God. You...

you can...

you can deliver the message.

This is your way
of stopping the prophecy.

When you get down there,
you tell them

to come and get their king.
Okay?

You-you tell them to come
and help me save Lucifer.

Why...

why would you think...

I'm going to Hell?

Just a hunch.

I know why I hate myself.

Because everything I touch,
I ruin.

From rebellion against Dad
to now.

Look at what
I put you through.

I hate that I am poison

for anyone who dares
to care about me.

Especially you.

Lucifer.

This isn't about me.

I'm okay.

♪ Will we survive? ♪

♪ Is this the end? ♪

I haven't crumbled
into a million pieces. I'm...

I'm still here.

And I'm fine.

If I turn around,
will you be fine,

or will you look away in horror?

It doesn't matter.

Of course it does, Detective.

No, it doesn't.

Because this isn't about me.

This is about you.

I'm not gonna let you use me
as an excuse

to avoid dealing
with what is behind all of this.

You always talk about how much
you hate being blamed for humanity's sins.

You know,
"The Devil made me do it."

And I think I know why
you hate it so much.

Because deep down

you blame yourself just as much.

If not more.

You have to stop
taking responsibility

for things you can't control.

Lucifer...

you need to forgive yourself.

I can't.

Why?

I don't know how to.

I don't even know
where to begin.

But...

But what?

♪ Ooh... ♪

♪ If it's all ♪

♪ Meant to be ♪

♪ A tragic end ♪

I want to.

♪ Is this the end? ♪

Lucifer,

I think you just took
the first step.

Look at that, Detective.

Okay.

We did it.

Well, it looks like evil
won't be released after all.

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Ooh ♪