All language subtitles for Lucifer_S02E12_Love Handles.English (CC)

[Lucifer] Previously on Lucifer...

Tell me, what do you desire?

This is it? This is your big trick?

-Why don't I affect you, Detective?
-I guess we both have our mysteries.

Thirty-five years ago, Father,

he asked me to come down here
to bless a couple

who was unable to have a child.

You look really familiar. Have we met?

[Charlotte] Your father
put her in Lucifer's path.

We're going home, son.

And Chloe is the key.

[Chloe] Andy Kleinberg.

Jana Lawrence was found murdered
this morning.

[Andy] One of them broke.
I spilled a little on myself.

What the hell is happening to me?

[Maze] So what if you slept
with Charlotte Richards?

You slept with my...

Whoa!

He's different when he's with you.

[Maze] Chloe Decker
is causing your vulnerability.

I'm bleeding.

Do you think I'm boyfriend material?

Perhaps you've been
underestimating yourself.

You deserve someone as good as you.

[both moaning]

[Lucifer chuckling]

[Chloe panting]

[chuckles] Detective!

[Lucifer grunts]

[panting]

Detective, are you sure
you want to do this?

Shut up.

I see you found my love handles.

-[gasps]
-[crunching]

-How was it?
-What are you doing in here?

What? I heard you scream
so I ran in to see if you were in danger.

Then I figured out
what was really going on,

so I stayed to watch the show.

Hey, what was that...

That thing you were doing,
you were like...

Okay, Maze, get out.

Now.

At least you're getting laid
in your dreams.

'Cause it's not happening in real life.

You don't know that.

[chuckles] I just wish
you'd loosen up, Decker.

You know, throw caution to the wind,
be impulsive.

Just once.

[inhales sharply] Instead of,
you know, being you.

[door opens and closes]

Maybe this time will be different.

This time will definitely
be different, Doctor.

I've decided to take things slow for once.

Hmm. And why is that?

Because I'm a responsible devil.

And I... Well, I know what a big deal
the kiss was for the detective.

For her?

Well, I'm sure it must have made quite
an impact on her. I mean, it...

It is me.

No doubt she's overwhelmed by emotions
she's never felt before.

She's overwhelmed?

-Mmm.
-Uh-huh.

Is that why you went
your separate ways after the kiss?

Precisely.

Yes, although she did have that wretched
dependent waiting for her at home.

Or two, if you count the child.

I think I know what's happening.

-You... You do?
-You're stalling, Lucifer.

Stalling? [laughs]

Sex? Me?

Doctor, have we even met before?

You're stalling because you've realized
how complicated your relationship is.

Look... [sighs]

The, um... The truth is that...

I still don't understand why,

after everything I said about
my less positive qualities,

she still chose to kiss me.

I mean, do you think she's ill?

Or maybe...

-She's just taken by you.
-But that's impossible.

The detective is completely immune
to my charms.

Or she was immune.

Maybe that's what's changed?

Of course!
I mean, why else would she kiss me?

-But there's also the possibility--
-No, no, no. No.

That's very good. Thank you, Doctor.

I know what to do now.

[Lucifer] Morning.

-[Chloe] Hey.
-[exhales]

[Chloe] So, how was
the rest of your night?

It was fine, thank you.
How was the rest of your night?

Uh, fine, thank you.

Excellent, so we're all fine then.

But before we deal with
whatever atrocity awaits us,

there's something important
I need to ask you, Detective. It's...

Well, it's about us.

Okay.

So, what is it you truly desire now?

Lucifer, what the hell are you doing?
You know that stuff doesn't work on me.

Right. Yes. No, of course,
I was, uh, joking. [chuckles]

Right.

[laughs]

I was just trying to...

Maze said this morning, you know...

Throw caution to the... Never mind.

That was weird.

[stammers] Yeah. Let's go.

Right.

Right, what have we got?

[Ella] Meet Rick Cormier.

Nineteen years old, Malibu State freshman.

Friends thought he was just hungover

after the big win against
the Pasadena Grayhawks.

-Turns out, he be dead of poisoning.
-Oh!

-Like, alcohol poisoning?
-No.

Like, poison poisoning. Check it out.

Petechial hemorrhaging,

-ribboned skin, ocular discharge.
-[Lucifer scoffs]

Sorry, she said "discharge."
It gets me every time.

[laughs]

[sighs] Any idea of how long
it took the poison to activate?

Well, it's hard to say for sure,
but best guess, maybe 24 hours?

Well, I hope poor Ricky made them count

enjoying what little life he had left
with sex, or friends.

Or sex with friends?

[chuckles softly]

[whispering] I just figured
that's where you were going with that.

Yeah, I mean, I don't know
how down he was to party, but...

You guys, I've seen
a lot of messed up stuff.

This toxin tore through his body,

like it was burning him
from the inside out, I mean...

I'm gonna have to reach out
to my forensic contacts,

just to see if anyone knows anything.

Who found the body?

I thought he was just
sleeping it off for once.

I didn't realize he was freakin' dead.

Do you know anyone who may have
had a problem with him?

No way. We all loved Ricky.

Did you notice anything strange in
the last few days? Any unusual behavior?

-Like what?
-Like someone carrying a small

apothecary bottle marked
with a skull and crossbones perhaps?

[man] No, nothing like that.

But Johnny Kane came by
the dorm yesterday.

What, Johnny Kane, Johnny Kane?
As in, the actor, Johnny Kane?

Yeah, my mom went pretty nuts
when I told her.

-He even signed one my DVDs.
-No!

Oh! To Love Is to Die.
[chuckles] Impressive work.

I mean, to be a man playing a woman
playing a man.

It's absolutely dizzying.

What? Should I have said "spoiler"?

Apparently, he was here
researching a role.

-Hmm, committed.
-He's, like, 40 years old.

There's no way he could pull off
playing a college student.

Uh... Surely you misspoke, Detective.

I mean, Johnny Kane's a spry and handsome
young man, wouldn't you say?

No. He's quite old. And since when did you
become the president of his fan club?

Since he just walked in here,
wielding a large knife.

Am I too late? Is he dead?

-Is he dead?
-Freeze. Drop the knife.

-It's my fault. He's dead because of me.
-Put down the knife, Johnny.

Yes, listen to her, Johnny,
she's quite a good shot.

You don't understand!
I couldn't do what the man said!

What man?

The man said he would kill that kid

if I didn't cut my face.

[breathing heavily]

Mr. Johnny Kane. You're an amazing actor

with an impressive library
of films under your belt.

Beloved by critics and the public alike.

Many would say you're at the top
of your profession right now.

Which is why it'll be so interesting
to see what decision you make

for this experiment.

You can either carve up your own face,
or...

Rick Cormier, an innocent freshman
at Malibu State,

will die of poisoning.

You have 24 hours to decide.

Do what's asked,
and an antidote will be delivered.

The choice is yours alone.

[Lucifer] Well, that's dramatic.

When did you get this video?

Yesterday. At first, I thought
it was some sick joke.

Fans send bizarre letters to my manager
all the time,

but this was sent directly
to my personal e-mail,

and it was so disturbing,

I couldn't get it out of my head.
I had to check it out.

-So you went to the school?
-Yeah, when I realized

that this kid was a real student
at Malibu, I...

I started thinking that this "experiment"
might be real, too.

I went home and I stared
at that knife for hours,

but I couldn't do it.

I couldn't cut up my face!

Well, of course you couldn't.

That's an impossible choice.
This killer is clearly playing God.

I mean, no one would do something like
that unless they were being manipulated.

[exhales]

Not unlike someone showing affection
when it made no logical sense.

What?

I mean, what kind of sick bastard
would do such a thing?

That's exactly what I'd like to know.

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

Okay, look, we are doing
everything we can to trace that e-mail.

But in the meantime,

did you have any connection
to the poisoned student?

Or any idea why he was targeted?

No, until yesterday, I'd never met him
before in my life.

[dialing]

[cell phone ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

Like that, is it?

Excuse us, thank you.

Fess up. What did you do to her?

I'm afraid you're gonna
have to be more specific.

[chuckling] I've done a lot of things
to a lot of people by now.

[laughs sarcastically] Don't play
silly buggers with me, Mum.

The detective kissed me,
and I need to know why.

-Did you say you kissed--
-Please.

Spare me the appearance of surprise,
and just tell me how you did it.

Well, I wish I had that kind of power,
but sadly, I can't take credit.

Why are you so upset?

I assumed you'd be pleased
by such a development.

Well, I...

I'm upset because
I just don't know if it's... real.

All I can say is, follow your heart, son.

These things have a way
of working themselves out in time.

-Really?
-[Dan] Hey.

-Detective.
-Counselor.

-Douche.
-Dick.

Well, I suppose that's my cue. [chuckles]

Remember what I said, Lucifer.

Bye-bye, Daniel.

I just came by to tell you
that Chloe's looking for you.

Cyber got a hit off that e-mail trace.

Great.

Great.

We traced the e-mail to
a grad student named Matthew Hoffing.

He works here part-time.

Libraries. Dreary places, aren't they?
They smell like feet.

I don't know. I think they can, uh...

Be kind of romantic. Have you ever,

you know, made out in a library?

What...

Detective, what has gotten into you today?

This is usually when you
tell me to focus on the work.

Yes, of course
I've made out in the library.

Right, yeah, I was...
I've been trying to kinda...

You know what?

Never mind. [giggles]

[sighs] It's definitely
not getting the reaction

-I was expecting, so just...
-Right.

No! You know what, no.

Since when have...
You been one to avoid sex--

[woman screaming]

[woman moaning]

What?

LAPD, show us what's in your hands.

No. Raise your hands above your head,
where we can see them.

-But it might be a gun, Detective.
-It's not a gun.

[man and woman moaning on computer]

-I don't know--
-Ah-ah-ah.

Better safe than sorry.

Right.

Look, I don't know what you're talking
about, I don't know any kid named Rick.

You are Dee-man-69, yeah?

That's a very clever play on words,
by the way.

Was Never-gets-laid#1 taken?

Yes, that's my e-mail, but...

I only ever use it for...

You know... Porn.

Care to explain why you sent Johnny Kane

a threatening e-mail
yesterday at 9:10 a.m.?

Busted, Mr. Hoffing. You may as well
come clean now. Pun intended.

First off, I'm kind of a fan
of Johnny Kane.

I think he's super talented,
but not enough to e-mail him.

And secondly, I couldn't have e-mailed
him at that time even if I wanted to.

-I was TA-ing a class.
-[scoffs]

Here, I can prove it.

-Okay, there is an e-mail there.
-Well, wait for it...

-But it wasn't me.
-Do they ever get less predictable?

No, I'm serious. It must have been hacked.

I didn't send that e-mail
and I didn't send this one either.

-What other one?
-This one.

Sent an hour ago. It wasn't me.

Dr. Gwendolyn Scott,

you're a world-renowned thoracic surgeon

who saved an awe-inspiring
number of lives.

Which is why it'll be so interesting
to see what decision you make.

For this experiment, you can either

destroy your hand, or...

Ashley Corbett,

an innocent sophomore at Malibu State,
will die of poisoning.

You have 24 hours to decide.

Do what's asked,
and an antidote will be delivered.

The choice is yours alone.

This isn't just about Johnny Kane.

We have to find Ashley Corbett now.

[dance music playing indoors]

[Chloe] Okay, Dan's with Dr. Scott,

all we have to do now
is find Ashley Corbett.

[Lucifer sighs]

Look, once we get inside,
let me handle this.

Okay, Detective, in order to do so,
we need to blend in.

-Meaning?
-Meaning, less hall monitor,

more sort of hot-for-teacher.

-So, do you mind if I...
-Thank you.

-Right.
-I got it.

-Well, come on.
-You're staring.

I... Fine.

[scoffs]

Okay.

How do I look?

Beautiful.

Um... But, um, one last thing.

Voilà. No college rager
is complete without one.

Right, shall we?

[dance music playing]

These are the future leaders
of America, Detective,

engaging in sex, drugs,
and lecherous behavior. [chuckles]

-Makes me proud.
-Okay. Look, don't get too comfortable.

Remember, we're not here to party,
we're here to find Ashley,

and she could be sick already.

So, let's split up,
and we'll cover more ground that way.

Right. Find the girl.
Don't have fun. Check.

Hmm.

[laughing]

Excuse me, have you seen this girl?

I think I saw her an hour ago.
She is, like, way hot.

Yeah, great. Do you know where she is?
'Cause she might be in danger.

Danger of getting wasted!

[cheers and laughs]

[Lucifer] Ashley Corbett!
Anyone seen Ashley Corbett?

Ashley Corbett!

-Hello, hi.
-Hi.

-Oh!
-[girls giggling]

Right, uh, yes, yes...

You're all very lovely... Very lovely.

Oh, dear. How do I turn this thing off?

I'm looking for Ashley Corbett.
Can you tell me where she is?

We'll tell you.
But first you have to do something for us.

[chuckles nervously]

We are almost through, Dr. Scott.

I really appreciate
you answering our questions.

I probably should've called you
when I got the e-mail. I was...

Afraid...

It's okay, Doctor. We're here now.

Can I ask you something, Detective?

What would you do...

If you were me, and it were your hand,

or an innocent girl's life?

What would you do?

I don't know.

I've dedicated my life to saving people.

Taken an oath to "Do no harm."

How am I supposed to make that choice?

You don't have to.

They've drawn blood from the first victim

and they're already
working on an antidote.

That's great if they find the girl.

But what if they can't?

They will find her.

I promise you.

Some of our best people are on it.

[all chanting] Chug, chug, chug!

[all cheering]

[belches]

Right, now...

Can you please tell me where Ashley is?

Come with me.

Whoa!

Is that an earthquake
or did you just rock my world?

I don't think so.

-You got a boyfriend or something?
-[chuckles]

[laughs]

Definitely not.

[girls laughing]

I suppose what I'm saying is,
how do I know that it's real?

It's real if you're two halves of a whole.

If you're stronger together
than you are apart.

Right.
Right, but what does that actually mean?

Damn it, Lucifer, I was so stupid
to think I could actually take a leap

and trust you for once.
I mean, a woman's life is on the line.

And here you are, doing...

-Wait, what are you doing?
-Well, I was actually working, Detective.

-Oh my God. Is this her?
-Yes.

She's so pretty!

Oh!

Well, I mean,
I was working and maybe, sort of,

you know, asking about you.

-About me?
-Well, we had some time to kill

whilst we were waiting for Ashley because
apparently she's in that bathroom.

Don't know what's taking her so long.

-[knocking]
-Ashley Corbett? LAPD.

Ashley!

[gasps]

It just won't stop.

[Charlotte] So, this is where
the healing happens.

It's cute.

So, what brings you here?

I have some upsetting information
to give to Lucifer.

It's a revelation
that might send him over the edge,

against his father.

Okay.

But considering that Lucifer and I
have a bumpy track record,

I'm afraid he won't believe me.

I'm afraid he might think
I have some ulterior motive.

-Do you?
-[scoffs]

I'm not going to tell him
this information for you,

if that's what you're asking.

What if I say, "Pretty please"? Hmm?

Apparently that's supposed
to do something.

Look, I understand that you have been...

Or are the goddess of all creation.

You're very...

Uh, tall.

And most certainly, quite powerful.

But my loyalties are to my patient,
your son.

Doctor-Devil confidentiality.

But I'm not asking you to break his trust.

In fact, I'm asking you to
illuminate the truth for him.

If he's going to make an informed
decision about...

About his future here,
he needs to know the facts.

[chuckles] I said "please", right?

If this information is as upsetting
as you're making it out to be,

I am not interested
in being the messenger.

Afraid I'm too smart for that.

So what you're saying is I need to
find someone he'll trust,

that's foolish enough
to help me deliver the news?

That's the exact opposite
of what I'm suggesting.

Thank you, Doctor. I know just the person.

Now I see the resemblance.

All right, well, call me as soon
as you hear anything else. Thanks.

How is she? Is she going to be okay?

They found Ashley. She's in the hospital.

But the poison must be different
from the first victim.

The antidote they made, it's...
It's useless.

But don't worry, we'll figure out a way.
We always do.

It just takes time, okay?

I, um...

I need to get a glass of water.

This is Espinoza. I need to get an update
on Ashley Corbett.

[garbage disposal whirring]

I'm sorry, can you say that again?
I can't hear you. There's a...

A garbage disposal.

Doc!

Don't.

Don't.

[screaming]

No!

We e-mailed back a photo of your hand,
doubt we'll get a response.

The killer knows
that we may be monitoring.

That poor girl was going to die.
I had no choice.

Don't be ridiculous.
You had a choice not to be so foolish.

Lucifer.

Well, who's to say the killer wouldn't
demand her other hand?

Her spleen? Her heart?

'Cause believe me, there is no winning
when you play by a twisted tyrant's rules.

Excuse me. Can I talk to you for a second?

-You are out of line.
-Me?

The doctor just destroyed her hand.

When are people going to understand?
Thou shalt not negotiate with terrorists!

Well, surely you can see
this is a fool's game.

The only thing I can see is,

you are letting your emotions
get away from you.

We can't let our feelings
get in the way of our work, Lucifer.

We have to work together as a team.
Or else someone could get hurt.

Yes.

Yes, I suppose they could.

Hello?
I've got a delivery for a Dr. Scott.

Uh... I'll take that. LAPD.

Thanks.

"I'm a man of my word."

The antidote?

We have to test this
and get it to Ashley now.

Right.

[exclaims]

Remember how I sent a shout-out
to my peeps for other poison victims?

Well, meet monsieur John Doe.

Now, according to my buddy at DHS,

this guy was found in the cargo hold
of a plane in Chicago.

Similar symptoms to our poisoned vic.

And get this, the flight he was on?
Came out of Los Angeles.

So, he might actually be the first victim?

Mmm-hmm. I mean, the only difference is,
he has hot spots all over him.

-Almost like the poison--
-Spilled on him?

Exactly.

But this stuff is so strong, Dan,
that it killed him anyway.

I mean, we're talking
designer poison here.

Engineered from controlled substances.

Each one just a little bit different.

So how do we get an antidote?

Well, that right there is the tricky part.

Designer poisons need designer antidotes.

This guy, our killer, is really good.

I mean, bad. But really good.

-Oh, my God.
-I know.

It's tough.
But we'll get through this, buddy.

No.

No, that photo... Hang on one second.

Where is it?

What?

The same birthmark.

Your dead guy from Chicago
is Andy Kleinberg,

the rich guy that we looked into
for the murder of that stewardess.

We were searching for a...

A special package
that was smuggled into the country.

-Okay.
-We never found it.

It had to be the poison. Kleinberg must
have been the one who stole it.

And look what happened to him.

[Ashley] This is the other student
that was poisoned?

I'm sorry. I don't recognize him.

It's okay, we just need to ask you these
questions now that you're feeling better.

Yes, now that your insides
are no longer bleeding out.

Do you have any idea, Ashley, when you
could have been poisoned yesterday?

No.

I mean, it was a normal day,
I woke up, I had a bio exam.

Lunch at the dorms. Then I went to
the gym, I couldn't even work out

'cause my arm was kind of sore.

-Why was your arm sore?
-I don't know.

I guess, 'cause of the flu shot
that I got?

Do you think that could have been it?

So, according to the ME report,
the other kid got a flu shot, too.

Ah! Well, what do you know?

Ashley, where did you get the shot?

-The university health van.
-Great, thank you.

Yes. [clears throat]

-[Chloe] Excuse me...
-Get well soon.

The guy who gave the flu shots
was Dr. Jason Carlisle.

This is footage of a car accident
he was in.

He was a professor at Malibu
until this video went viral.

No!

-Want to know why?
-Because the poor sap saved himself?

Correction,
because he saved the dissertation

he'd been working on for four years,

while an innocent college student
working as an Uber driver died.

He was publicly humiliated.
His wife left him.

He lost his job.
His entire world spiraled out of control.

So he took a job as a mobile health tech.

I thought our killer was just raving mad,
but he's trying to prove a bloody point.

That everyone would make
the same choice he did.

Saving their livelihood
over someone else's life.

Johnny Kane's face
is his bread-and-butter,

and so is the surgeon's hand.

So, he's recreating his own moral dilemma.

He's picking everyone by design,
the kids, the professionals--

And he's not done.
Unis searched the professor's house,

they found files
on over a dozen possible targets.

Okay, well, we need to find him.

Or else we need to figure out a way
to draw him out carefully.

Or we could just get a big stick
and poke the bear as hard as we can.

-What does that mean?
-This man clearly has an oversized ego,

comparing himself to the likes
of Johnny Kane and Dr. Scott.

If we threaten that ego,
trust me, he'll respond.

-How do you know?
-Because I know his type, Daniel.

Used to live with him, in fact,
called him Dad.

What are you doing?

[Chloe typing]

What are you doing, Detective?

-Sending him an e-mail.
-[Lucifer chuckles]

What?

[Lucifer] "You pathetic sad sack.
No wonder you didn't get tenure.

Your experiments are as ugly as you are."
Well said, Detective.

Seriously? Insulting a serial killer?
That's an awesome idea.

Thank you. Also, his mask is a bit lame.

Could've been much creepier. Put that in.

Chloe, don't send this, all right?
It's not you. This... It's a rash move.

Well, that's great.
I mean, what could go wrong, right?

I mean, surely,
this won't force the psycho underground.

-Won't cause him to do anything--
-Chill out, Dan!

-He responded.
-Ha! Told you.

With a link.

Hello, Detective.

You don't need that mask anymore,
Professor Carlisle.

[sighs]

[sighs] Ah.

So much easier to breathe
without that thing.

What do you want, Professor?

What do I want? To finish my
experiment without interference.

But... Here we are.

Your experiment failed, Professor.
We proved your theory wrong.

The doctor chose to save the girl.

So, clearly, not everyone's
as egregiously selfish as you are.

I'm not a selfish person.

I was vilified for doing
what anyone in my position would do.

You went back for your computer.

That's not about survival,
that's about stuff.

It was about instinct, but thank you

for reminding me why I'm doing this.

And for helping me
to improve upon my experiment.

Truth is,
Dr. Scott only mutilated her hand

because she was being observed by you.

So, this time,
I'm controlling my variables.

Meet Benjamin Tibi.

Innocent student,
attached to a poison drip.

And here, Leon Klem,

accomplished track star, stuck in a vice.

If Leon simply pulls the lever

and severs his leg within 60 minutes,

Benji here gets this.

You guessed it! The antidote.

Oh, and please, for your sake,

don't waste your time
trying to make another.

They're all unique,
and the only place the formula lives

is right here in my head.

Not bad for "a sad sack
who couldn't get tenure," huh?

[Chloe] Professor, wait...

Well,

bear officially poked.

You have two minutes. Talk.

It's simple.
There's something Lucifer needs to know.

I think you should tell him.

Oh, really? And why is that?

Because it's about his beloved Chloe.

He'll take it better from you.
You're his closest friend.

Lucifer may be stubborn,
but he listens to you.

Mmm-hmm. Hate to break it to you,

but if you're buttering me up,
it ain't gonna work.

You have bad news to give your son?

Suck it up and do it yourself.

Good talk.

God made Chloe.

Yeah, he kinda made them all.

No. Chloe wasn't supposed to be here.

God put her in Lucifer's path. She's a...

-Miracle.
-[laughing]

Granny-Panties Decker? A miracle? Please!

Thirty-five years ago,
Amenadiel was sent to this bar,

where he sat down, had a chat,

then blessed Penelope Decker so that
she and her husband could have a child.

That child is Lucifer's partner.
It's no accident that they met.

Mmm.

So what, Amenadiel blessed
Penelope's lady parts?

Wait, is Amenadiel Chloe Decker's daddy?

-[chuckles]
-Oh, don't be ridiculous.

Think about it.

Haven't you ever wondered why that
particular human makes him vulnerable?

Mmm.

But if you still don't believe me,
there's something you should see.

No luck. I called every lab
the professor's ever been affiliated with,

-no one's seen him.
-[Chloe sighs]

He could've built that lab anywhere.
And the video link was untraceable.

What if I made a mistake?

What if by sending that e-mail,
I just sped up his timeline?

There's two lives on the line here.

Two lives
that you're going to save, Detective.

-I know you will.
-Exactly.

Found something!

Please tell me it's good news.

Eh... More like medium news.

So, Kleinberg's autopsy came back.
Turns out, he didn't die of poisoning.

I mean, he would've died
of poisoning, except he was strangled.

Impatient little killer.

Since I finally got time of death right,

I was able to ping Kleinberg's cell
to Van Nuys airport,

where I got this.

It's the professor. Clear as day.

So, we can assume
that he killed Kleinberg.

Right. But this only tells us
where the professor was.

It doesn't tell us where he actually is.

Hence, medium news.

Uh, can you rewind it to the part
where he goes through security?

Why? What are you looking for?

Okay, freeze there,
and then zoom in on the tray.

Looks like a key card with a logo.

Definitely a bird. School mascot maybe?

We checked every lab at Malibu State.

[Lucifer] Well, he wouldn't
go back there, would he?

Trust me, when you get kicked out
of a fancy party,

the last thing you want to do
is sneak back in.

You do the opposite.

Who's Malibu's closest rival?

[Chloe] The lab in here is closed
for renovations, maybe he's here.

Well, well, isn't this a surprise.

It's locked, Detective.

But, with that said,
I'm actually glad you made it.

Why, because you'd like to surrender?

It's a bit anti-climactic,
but very well, we accept.

No, because now you get to see firsthand

what I'm trying to prove.

[Chloe] It's over, Professor.

Afraid you're wrong about that.

Acrylic glass, Detective.

Please don't kill yourself
with your own bullets.

We wouldn't be able to
conduct the final part of this experiment.

Time for you to make a choice.

In this vial, an antidote
that will save Benji's life.

In vial numero dos...

Poisonous gas that will kill you
if you enter the room.

Simple, really.
You decide what's more important.

No.

-Hey, whoa, whoa! What are you doing?
-If I don't get in that room right now,

that kid is gonna die.

Word of advice, Detective. If you go
into that room right now, you'll die.

-What are we supposed to do?
-[exhales]

-I can save them.
-What?

But in order to do so, you need to
go after the professor right now,

-before it's too late.
-What?

I promise you, I can get to
that antidote without harming myself.

-How?
-We don't have time to explain.

Do you trust me?

-Yes.
-Then go.

Go!

[sighs]

Freeze!

-[grunts]
-[girl screams]

Right.

[coughing]

[grunts and sighs]

-[grunting]
-[man exclaiming]

Sir, let me help you.

[grunting]

Oh, come on, Detective,
a bit of help here.

I need you further away.

Freeze!
There's nowhere left to run, Professor.

[laughs]

Right.

[breathes heavily]

[breathes deeply]

Lovely.

[panting]

I knew you'd save yourself.

It was the only choice you could make.

Put down the knife.

It's not too late.

You can still make a different choice.

The right choice.

You can still save that kid back there.

You still don't get it.

I didn't want anyone to get hurt.

But I needed people to understand

I'm not a monster,

I'm human.

You call it biology, call it God.

But choice is an illusion.

I didn't have one when I pulled myself
out of that burning car.

And I certainly don't have one now.

You'll understand soon enough.

[gasping]

Where is he?

Where is Lucifer?

[Lucifer] I'm right here, Detective.

See? I told you
everything would be all right.

-I'm so glad you're okay.
-[chuckles lightly]

[softly] Hey.

I guess we make a good team
after all, don't we?

This is real, isn't it?

-What if he doesn't come?
-If he said he'll be here,

-he'll be here.
-[door opens]

Mazikeen!

Interesting choice of venue.

[Lucifer] My, my.

How the tide has turned.
What's this, celestial enemies' night out?

Why don't you have a seat?

Lucifer, there's something
that we need to tell you.

Oh!

Some sort of supernatural intervention,
is it? [chuckles]

It doesn't matter what shenanigans
you two have got cooking up.

'Cause quite frankly,
I'm too happy for you to spoil things.

-Happy?
-Yeah.

The Detective and I... Sorry.

Chloe and I are real.

I mean, I didn't think it could happen,
but it has. And I've got this

overwhelming sensation.
I can't even describe it, but...

I feel invincible.

So come on, ladies.
Bring it on, whatever it is.

I'm sure I can deal with it.

-Forget it. Come on.
-What?

-There's nothing to talk about. Let's go.
-What? I've only just got here.

We discussed this, Mazikeen.

No, you discussed this.

And I don't want to have
anything to do with it anymore.

I thought you understood
we're doing this for him.

[Maze] Is that it? Or are you trying
to get back at your ex?

-You don't know what you're talking about.
-I knew you were up to something.

What the hell is this?

What is Amenadiel doing with Chloe's mum?

I think you already know.

Don't toy with me, Mother.

What is this?

I've been trying to find
the right way to tell you.

But there is no right way.
Because the truth...

Is...

This is your father's doing.
Chloe is his doing.

-He put her in your path.
-[scoffs]

[Lucifer breathing heavily]

So...

None of it was...

None of it was real?

Don't!

-Lucifer!
-[door opens]

Detective, I need to talk to you!

Detective!

Detective!

Did you know? Huh?

This whole bloody time, did you know?

Lucifer...

Something is wrong.

It won't stop.

[Chloe breathing heavily]