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[pop music playing]

Yeah.

How do you do this every night?

-How do you not? -Fear of liver failure mostly.

We've been drinking for three hours.

But I know you've been going since--

Tuesday.

Why do you always push yourself like this?

Because it's fun, Linda.

No rest for the soulless.

Okay, I've been meaning to ask you about that.

You don't really mean that you don't have a soul.

That she does.

'Cause no demons have souls.

That's why they're notorious for living in the moment.

Yeah, when I die, that's it. Maze out.

So don't waste a single second.

You humans could learn a thing from her. And me. Well, mostly me.

That's terrible. I'm so sorry, Maze.

I have no complaints.

We just try and keep things interesting.

I mean, I was getting a little bored with the constant drinking, violence,

sex, you know how it is.

Yes, of course, all those things all the time, for me.

Yeah, but now I hunt humans too. Adds a little spice to things.

In fact, my next bounty should be here any minute.

You got your bounty to come to you?

How'd you pull that off?

Let me guess, blackmail? No. Promise of a threesome?

Drink coupon to Lux.

Coupon?

Maze, this is isn't some sort of student disco. No one--

I have a coupon for a free margarita.

Yeah, though I have to admit the job is losing its thrill.

I don't know.

I think I need more.

Maybe you should take a breath and appreciate all that you have.

Slow it down. Like I wish this spinning room would.

The room's not spinning, is it?

-No. -No, okay.

This is cold. This is cold and nice.

Don't listen to her. You take it from me, Maze, the best thing to do

is always to follow your greatest desire.

Burn brighter, Mazikeen.

You should hunt the most challenging human you can.

I'm sure the doctor would agree.

Once she wakes up.

Burn brighter it is.

Game on. Cheers.

They were both screaming.

He didn't even seem to notice.

He killed them like it was nothing.

There was so much blood.

I'm never...

Excuse me.

Is this your office?

-Nope. -Didn't think so.

Pretty sure it's mine.

This is the part where you explain

what the hell you're doing at my desk.

You're Lieutenant Herrera of Organized Crime.

Yeah, I am. Was it the "at my desk" part that clued you in?

What are you doing looking at old interviews

of the Ben Rivers case?

I want to find him.

Are you an old girlfriend or something?

I'm Mazikeen Smith.

You're that bounty hunter that works with homicide.

Impressive record.

This says that Rivers was in a small town in Canada

a couple of weeks ago.

Yeah, he's been moving around the last couple of months,

always three steps ahead of whoever's gone after him.

Not anymore.

Listen, if you're serious about this, you need to know that Rivers is

manipulative, he's dangerous.

But does he know kung fu?

-I don't think so. -Too bad.

You were getting me excited.

Don't. Don't underestimate him.

Right? He's killed two people in broad daylight

because he felt like it. Who knows what else he's done?

Every bounty hunter who's ever gone after him has failed.

Perfect.

Maze, really? Do you even know what you're getting yourself into?

Have you even been to Canada?

No. Come on. Same humans, different city.

Country. Canada's a country,

and it's very different from here.

Okay.

-This is not cold weather clothing. -Yeah.

You know it's winter there, right? What's this?

Is this your cold weather gear?

That's my whips and knives.

Well, your whips and knives are moving.

Trixie.

I can't let Maze go alone.

Someone needs to cover her back.

Thanks, little human.

No.

Listen, I'm gonna be okay. Besides, I need you to stay here

and watch your mom.

That's true. Without the two of us, she's defenseless.

I don't know if I like what you're whispering about.

Here, take Ms. Alien with you at least.

Knuckles.

Ugh. Come on.

Good luck, Maze.

Get some while I'm gone, won't you, Decker?

Hey, monkey. Maze is gonna be just fine.

Then why do you look worried about her?

I'm not worried about Maze.

I'm worried about Canada.

[indistinct chatter]

Whoo! [laughs]

[laughing]

[boy] Hey! Give me my coat!

Hey, come back here!

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, that sounds like her. Thanks.

-Hey. -Someone's ready for their vacation.

I'm so ready. This is my itinerary.

I will be available by phone at all times.

If anything happens to Trixie, I'll be on the first flight back.

Daniel, where are you off to? The Aces?

Ha. Nice one. Hawaii.

I want you to enjoy Hawaii, okay? You deserve it.

Thank you. Finally got enough points together.

No crime scenes, no paperwork,

I'm just gonna surf, I'm gonna do a little bit of hiking

and I'm gonna read a book.

Self-help I assume? Any man who chooses three layovers is

clearly torturing himself.

I had to use travel points, man. Not everyone has cash to burn.

Well, you should. I mean, sometimes I just light it on fire

and throw it up in the air to see who...

That was a turn of phrase, wasn't it?

Yeah. Well, I'm gonna catch you guys in a couple of weeks.

-I'm out. -Have fun.

Ooh, goodie, new dots.

So where have you tracked Maze tracking her bounty to now?

Yeah, okay, a taxi theft in Vancouver,

a brawl with a curling team in Montreal.

Oh, and the "bear attack" that happened in Prince Edward Island,

I think was her too.

Sounds like she's having a splendid time. I'm glad I suggested it.

So you're the reason Canada is in danger?

Look, this is good for Maze, Detective.

She needs a change of pace.

What Maze needs is our help before she does any more damage.

This isn't about help. This is about you being

an overprotective mother.

Look, trust me, Detective, I've known Maze for eons.

She's got all of this under control. So...

Okie-dokie. You betcha.

Beautiful morning, eh? Welcome to the best ski lodge

this side of the Saskatchewan River.

-No offense to the others, of course. -Do you know this guy?

-Not much of a chit-chatter, are you? -Do you know him?

Mmm.

"Mmm." You know him or not?

Gosh, I'm sorry. I couldn't tell you either way.

We pride ourselves on our discretion.

And Flapjack Fridays.

Would you like a room or...

Do you know how to torture someone...

-Norm? -Can't say that I do.

Well, I do. I know how to find a human's weakness

and use it against him

for maximum pain.

Oh, I can't see a nice lady like you doing something like that.

What's your weakness, Norm?

-Money? -Golly, no.

-Kink? -Is that a band?

How about I break your fingers?

No. If you did that, I wouldn't be able to give

my wife her back rubs.

[scoffs]

Well, I suppose I could use the old elbows in a pinch.

You love your wife, don't you, Norm?

More than anything. Yeah, I'm one lucky son of a biscuit.

What are you doing?

You're a good husband,

a faithful

husband.

How sweet.

I would hate for anything to get in the way of that.

This thing, this is not nice at all.

No, look, lady, please don't... Please don't take a photo.

Oh, no. Now there's proof.

No, there's no proof, there's nothing happening.

Tell your wife that. I'm sure she'll agree.

Hey, lady, can I get a copy of that?

Okay, he's in Whistler with some rich lady named Beauregard.

Now, please get off my lap.

You are one terrible B, lady.

You're not so bad yourself, Norm.

[woman screaming]

That's the spot.

I am so glad the regular guy took the day off.

You are finding every single place I ever...

It's what I do. Roll over.

So, tell me more about this guy you're seeing.

-He sounds charming. -He is.

But that's not all.

I really shouldn't tell you this, but...

He has a secret.

That he's a dangerous killer on the run?

You are so funny. No.

He is a prince

and he doesn't want anyone to know.

He's so humble.

Finally I have a found a guy who doesn't just want me

for daddy's money.

Sounds too good to be true.

I know. Can't wait to see him tonight.

Tonight? So he's here?

He is, and he's going to take me to his castle this weekend.

-Oh. -How amazing is that?

Oh, I can't wait.

Is it normal for you to massage my boobs?

I can stop if you want.

Didn't say that.

Athena Burns? I am Detective Decker.

So you are Ben Rivers' attorney?

I was, but I haven't heard from him in two years,

since he disappeared, so I'm not quite sure how much help I'll be.

Mmm. That's interesting, 'cause we know

that you've been communicating with him over the phone.

I don't know what you're talking about.

And if you have been illegally wiretapping me,

this will be a fun lawsuit.

No wiretapping. We've just been tracking him through a friend.

More stalking, if you ask me.

[clearing throat]

I notice that wherever he's been there's a corresponding phone call

to your office.

Look, I wanna bring him in safely,

and as his attorney, you should know that that's in his best interest.

-This conversation is over. -Oh, good.

-Good? -Yes, the longer it takes...

The angrier Maze is going to get.

Who or what is Maze?

Maze is the bounty hunter that's about to catch Rivers.

Yes, and when she finally catches up with the poor fellow,

she is going to tear him limb from bloody limb. It'll be fantastic.

She can't do that.

She definitely has the strength for it, doesn't she?

Yeah, I...

Actually, do you have to bring a bounty back alive?

Would just the head suffice? 'Cause that is her thing.

Maybe we can just super glue him back together on delivery.

You can't hurt him.

You seem to care about him quite a bit.

Of course. He is my client.

Mmm-hmm.

Marvelous.

So tell me, Ms. Burns, why is his safety so important to you?

I don't...

Oh, you're as formidable as your power suit suggests, aren't you?

But don't worry, you can tell me. I know you want to.

-I love him. -Oh.

I helped him elude the police

and I have been sending him money ever since.

Have you now?

He's a cold-blooded murderer.

How could he get you to do all this?

Obviously you've never met him.

He's not what you'd expect.

He's charming and handsome and...

When he looks you in the eyes, I don't care who you are...

You are defenseless against him.

Oh. I'm sorry. I thought you were somebody else.

Yeah, that's kind of the point.

[scoffing]

-Whiskey, splash of water. -[bartender] Right away.

-And for the lady? -We don't have time for a drink.

Oh, there's always time for a drink.

-Make mine a double. -[bartender] My pleasure.

That's more like it. I mean, you should celebrate.

After all, you did just catch

one of the greatest fugitives in the world.

Did I?

'Cause I kind of expected a little more killing

with my dangerous killer.

-Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you. -Don't get me wrong.

Tracking you down wasn't easy.

But I thought you'd at least put up a fight or run.

Still holding out hope you know some kung fu.

Hey.

I know when I've been beat.

You don't seem worried for a guy

who just got caught after two years on the run.

Well, I knew it would happen eventually.

I always wondered who'd get me.

Gotta say, I wasn't expecting someone so...

-Crazy hot? -Familiar.

-We haven't met. -No, I don't mean like that.

I mean, I recognize that look in your eye.

You're a runner, just like me.

Is that your end game?

Try and get into my head?

-Trust me, it ain't gonna work. -What's your name?

-Mazikeen Smith. -What's your real name?

Fake name. Which means you're running from something.

Is that so?

Best way to pretend you're not running away

from something is to run toward something else.

-Take it from a guy who knows. -Is that what you do?

Run into the arms of wealthy women?

It is not a bad way to live.

You didn't hurt Muffy, did you?

I assume that's how you found me.

No, she's fine.

She means well, poor thing.

And she's great in the sack.

-That she is. -Well...

It's been fun, but now it's time to bring you in.

Or we fight.

Please fight.

You're right.

Time to go. Oh, wait, there's a problem.

How are you gonna get out of those cuffs?

[phone ringing]

I don't know who punched a hole in the bathroom wall.

That's not why I'm calling, but good to know.

What, you're checking up on me?

I was just calling to see if you're okay, that's all.

I'm fine. Okay? In fact, I'm great.

This Rivers guy is a lot harder to catch than I thought.

-Ah. So you haven't found him yet? -Oh, I found him and he got away.

And that's a good thing? What if he comes after you now?

-You think he would? -[sighing] Maze...

Rivers is dangerous in ways that I don't think you're prepared for.

He's emotionally dangerous.

-I don't even know what that means. -I know, and that's the problem.

If--

What the hell are you doing?

Reminding you that you are not Maze's mother.

She's got her big girl pants on. She's fine.

Really? Because she caught Rivers and he got away.

[chuckles] I doubt that.

Don't touch my nose. It's true. Lucifer,

if he already got in her head--

He hasn't. He probably just

came at her with a flamethrower or something, which will just

piss Maze off even more.

Now, did you tell her we found out where Rivers has been staying?

I didn't. I don't know if I'm going to.

I'm worried about her.

-Clearly, you're not. -No, I'm not.

I just sent her the address.

-Lucifer-- -A flamethrower, Detective.

Or maybe even an Uzi. Either way, it's nothing

Maze can't handle.

I'm sure.

[classical music playing]

Nice place.

Wish you had some rock n' roll though.

Well, I'll tell you what, I'll run down to the store,

pick up a couple of records, be right back.

Stay. There's always time for a drink.

[groans]

Come on. Didn't we do this already?

It's not going to be so easy this time.

[clicking]

That's a new one.

Look, I really don't want to fight you.

-I really do. [grunts] -Okay.

Play time's over.

I don't think so.

[groaning]

[grunting]

I get it now. The handcuffs, the music... You wanted to dance with me.

Or I wanted to cover the sounds of screaming.

I know a little kung fu.

I'm beginning to think you wanted me to escape that bar.

-You like chasing me, don't you? -I like a challenge.

Shame it's not you.

I don't want to shoot you.

Yeah, well, you had no problem killing those two people

in cold blood.

Look, I've done a lot of terrible things in my life.

That's not one of them. I was framed.

[grunting]

-I don't care. -Yeah, well, you should.

'Cause Herrera's gonna betray you next.

[Chloe] Lt. Herrera.

And you must be Detective Decker.

-Yes, pleasure. -Pleasure.

I know what this is about and I didn't mean to

stick my nose in another cop's case.

Wait, you think I'm mad?

Are you kidding me? You got me a new lead.

I'm here to thank you.

Oh.

You know, but now that you cracked it open,

if you don't mind, I want to carry this one across the finish line.

Are you sure? I'm happy to help.

Don't worry, I'll give you all the credit.

It's just that this one means a lot to me.

-The one that got away, you know? -Right.

Yeah, of course, absolutely.

Oh.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

Thanks, Detective.

Yeah, I used to work for Herrera, just like you.

He sent me to track people down or worse.

Then one day, I quit.

-He didn't like that. -That's a really nice story...

-But like I said... -You don't care.

-I don't. -[knocking at door]

[woman] Room service.

Never run on an empty stomach.

Say one word and I'll break your arm.

[grunting]

Okay, all right. Whatever you say. We're just a happy couple.

Mr. and Mrs. Mazikeen Smith.

I've seen you before.

Maze, pick up. Pick up.

-[cell phone ringing] -[gunshots]

Not a good time, Decker.

Hey, it's me again. I know you think I'm just being a worrier,

but there is something strange going on with this case.

So call me back ASAP.

Hey, look, I have a favor to ask you.

Hello. Hello?

Everyone in here dead?

No? Didn't think so.

We gotta get the hell outta here.

We can't just wait for her to mow us down.

I'm not waiting.

Seriously? Knives to a gunfight.

-What the hell was that... -[grunts]

Ow.

And you're welcome.

See?

I don't need a gun to save your ass.

Define saved, exactly.

[grunting]

[Lucifer] I've never seen the Detective quite like it.

She's afraid that Maze will get bamboozled into helping

this handsome conman. It's preposterous.

And you're not concerned?

Oh, please.

Maze and I have been through the plagues, the floods,

the Dave Matthews Band.

She can handle a measly bounty, I'm sure.

What if it's not a bounty she's after?

What if she's trying to prove something?

What? That she can scare an entire country?

Or that her life has meaning.

With or without a soul.

Every one of us wants to connect to something, Lucifer.

-Or someone. -Oh, come on. She's a demon.

-Oh. -[cell phone ringing]

Apologies, one sec.

I can't talk right now, Maze.

-I'm with a patient. -Yeah, well, so am I.

Is that a gunshot wound?

Oh, Mazikeen, you little rascal, did you shoot this fellow? Well done.

No, I didn't shoot him. Some psycho from room service did.

So much for Canadian hospitality.

Look, I don't have time to explain. Okay?

How do I stop this human from dying?

[Linda] Take him to a hospital, that's how.

I mean, how many times do I have to tell you

I'm not that kind of doctor?

[screaming]

Okay, okay, first things first.

Did the bullet go all the way through?

I don't know... [screaming]

What are you doing? Stop it.

All right, it's still in there.

-Good. -All right, well...

In order to stop the bleeding, you're going to have to remove

the bullet and stitch up the wound.

Yeah, you know what? I'm good.

Relax, okay? I'm great at dismembering humans.

How hard can it be to fix one?

Maybe you should listen to him, Maze.

I mean, it's everyone's right to refuse treatment.

He is my bounty,

and I am taking him in in one piece.

Just tell me what to do, doc.

Find the hotel sewing kit. You can stitch him up with that.

And you'll need alcohol for the wound.

[grunting]

-What? -Well, you're not that handsome.

That's helpful. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Got everything.

Next?

Well, you'll have to fish out the bullet.

You know what? I've grown kind of attached to it.

I think I'm gonna keep it. Thank you, though.

If you have any sedatives, I highly recommend he take some.

-You got any drugs? -What?

Too bad.

Sorry.

You know, I got this. I'll let you know if he dies.

Is it me or did the most skilled torturer Hell's ever known

just fluff that man's pillow?

It's not you.

Right.

Then it's true.

He broke my Maze.

Well, this is different.

That's Ms. Alien. Nothing weird happened,

if that's what you're wondering.

It wasn't, but thank you.

[groans]

-My head hurts. -Yeah, pre-surgical knockout.

At least I got the bullet out, though.

Is that a button?

Sure. Come on. Get ready, we're leaving in five.

You take me back, I'm a dead man.

-Not my problem. -You still think I'm guilty.

Even after they tried to kill me.

Fugitives get shot at. Occupational hazard.

I'm telling you, Herrera paid the security guard to lie.

-It doesn't matter. -Yeah, it does.

I didn't kill those kids.

They were teenagers. That's why I refused.

-Why? No challenge? -No.

'Cause when you kill, you lose a piece of your soul.

I'm trying to hold on to what I got left of mine.

I get the feeling you understand that.

Sorry, no soul here.

Really?

That's not what I see.

[knock at door]

Let me guess. More room service?

Whoa, whoa.

Seriously?

You don't look before you throw?

What are you doing here, Dan?

I don't know, Maze, you tell me.

I should be drinking a Mai Tai right now, but instead I'm getting

worried phone calls from Chloe asking me to check up on you.

And you did it?

I was on a layover in Vancouver.

Okay? It was a miles flight. I just--

I shouldn't have come here.

What is Decker so worried about anyway?

Something about this Rivers case.

She thinks that something weird might be going on...

-With the Lieutenant? -Yeah.

Uh-huh. How did you know?

'Cause my bounty just said the same thing.

River...

Okay. Thanks.

I filled Chloe in on Rivers' story.

Lying security guard... I don't know, Maze.

-Sounds like a long shot. -You think I got played?

I think Rivers is a con man.

I'm not an idiot, Dan. You said it yourself.

There's something weird going on with this Herrera guy.

If Rivers is so innocent, why the hell did he run?

Because who would believe him?

Even I didn't.

Either way, psycho room service chick is out there.

We need to get to him before she does.

How?

What, with my knives and your gun?

Piece of cake. Come on.

One small problem. I don't actually have my gun.

You're a cop and you don't have your gun?

I'm supposed to be on vacation.

-A boring one, apparently. -You want to help this guy?

The best thing to do is to turn this case over to the Canadians.

Let the Mounties handle it.

Why? So they can nice the bad guys to death?

We don't have any jurisdiction here, Maze.

This whole thing can get real messy real fast.

Fine. Have it your way.

-Really? -Yeah.

Well, I'm just surprised you actually agreed.

It shows growth.

It's healthy. Nice.

This is Detective Espinoza with the Los Angeles Police Department.

I need to report a fugitive.

Yeah. One second. Hey, what was Rivers...

Wearing.

All right.

Ah!

There you are. Okay, you were right. It seems this Rivers fellow

may have indeed hoodwinked Maze.

Or maybe I was wrong.

Okay, who are you and what have you done with the detective?

Turns out Maze spoke to Rivers.

He claims the security guard was lying and that he was forced

to pin the murder on him.

That's why Rivers is on the run.

And you believe that preposterous story?

An innocent man wrongly accused?

Wait, where did he escape from? Shawshank?

-Did he crawl through a-- -Hey.

It's not like Maze to reach out with a lead.

I know. This is much worse than I thought. I mean...

First she fluffs the man's pillow, and now she's trying to clear his name.

You know, I never thought I'd say this, Detective,

but we need to go to Canada now.

Wait, hold on. Hold on. I can tell you're worried,

and that's actually really endearing, but Dan's there.

That's worse.

Right now, Maze needs a different kind of help.

What, some strong drugs and a lobotomy?

She needs us to trust her.

[scoffs]

You're actually serious, aren't you?

You're the one who said Maze can handle herself,

and I think you're right. She trusts us enough

to ask for help. We owe it to her to follow her lead.

Oh, boy. Unless this is about you being the overprotective mother.

Oh, low blow, Detective.

-Well? -Fine, let's speak to the security guard.

If only to prove that this Rivers

is indeed a conman so I can freely punch him in his smug,

mildly handsome face.

[door opening]

Thanks for coming in, Pete. We just have some questions

about the Rivers case and to clarify some things about your testimony.

I.e. tell us what we all already know.

Guilty.

-Anything I can do. -Thanks.

Is it true that you saw Rivers shoot those two kids

at point-blank range?

-Sadly, yes. -See? What did I tell you?

-Guilty. Now can I go to Canada? -Not yet.

How many times did you see him fire exactly?

Well, it was a few years ago.

-Hard to remember now. -Come now, Peter.

Think about it. A rotten apple like Rivers

would shoot every bullet he had, wouldn't he?

-Lucifer. -How many is in a clip?

-Twelve, 15, 20? -Please.

Yeah, that sounds about right.

He's a vile predator, that one, isn't he?

The worst.

Bet he shot those poor kids right in the back, didn't he?

He totally did.

Really? 'Cause in your testimony, you said it was the other way around.

You know, I assumed by "back" you meant, like...

The opposite.

Oh, so you're just telling us what you think we wanna hear, huh?

I thought that's what you wanted.

-Aren't you working with... -Herrera?

Not exactly.

Wait, what just happened?

Maze is right. Rivers is innocent.

Which means she's in more trouble than she knows.

Hey, room service! That's my bounty, bitch.

Well, well.

If it isn't our clever little friend with the knives.

-So nice of you to join us. -Back off. He's mine.

Okay, first off, ladies...

I don't belong to anyone.

And secondly, I got these guys exactly where I want them.

This gun to my head? I like it there.

And these big, scowly dudes? Harmless.

So you should go before you get in the way.

What part of "you're my bounty" do you not get?

-I'm not going anywhere. -Actually, that part's true.

See, you saved us a trip.

After all, we weren't about to let you live after you threw

a damn knife at me.

Thanks for bringing backup.

More fun for me.

And he's cute too.

-Bonus. -Kill her first.

[groaning]

[grunting]

Oh, crap.

[gunshots]

[grunting]

Well, well, well.

Look who saved who.

Told you I had them.

[groans]

[grunting]

You opened your stitch, didn't you?

I hope I didn't lose the button.

-[helicopter hovering] -[siren wailing]

[panting]

I'll handle this. Go.

Okay, come on.

Okay, seriously, this is getting old.

Why are you in my office now?

Uh, correction, it was your office.

Turns out murderers aren't allowed to masquerade as lieutenants anymore.

What are you talking about?

He's talking about how you had those kids killed.

How you framed Rivers and you almost killed our friend

who was trying to clean up your mess.

Okay, wait a minute, all right? This is absurd.

You can't possibly believe a con man's story.

We don't have to. We have testimony from the guard you forced to lie.

And the hit man you hired is currently in Canadian custody.

But don't worry. They gave you all the credit.

You're under arrest.

Come on, really?

Yes, really. And if it's any consolation,

I suggested we beat you to death with our bare hands,

but the Detective insisted we do it by the book.

Considering I know where you're eventually going to go,

that's fine by me.

Thanks, Decker.

[beeping]

Well, looks like all your whining finally paid off.

Herrera just got arrested for the murder of those two kids.

-So... -So.

So I'm not a fugitive anymore.

Yeah, which kind of screws me, because you're also not

my bounty anymore either.

Hmm.

No good deed.

[both chuckling]

Did you hear what I just said?

You don't have to run anymore. You can come home.

Yeah, you don't get it.

This doesn't end with Herrera. He's just a cog in the machine.

The people he works for,

they'll never stop chasing me.

Okay. Dramatic much?

If you work for Herrera, they know about you too.

-Everything about you. -I sincerely doubt that.

Yeah, well, you don't know them like I do.

I can never stop running, Maze.

But what if...

What if you came with me?

We can do this, Maze.

You and me, we're the same. No roots. No family.

We can hit a new city every week.

See the most beautiful places, live every day like it's our last.

And all you gotta do is

join me.

Welcome back, Maze.

Welcome home, lady.

Missed you, Maze.

Didn't doubt you for a minute.

[glasses clinking]

Forgetting something?

Oh.

I, uh, can get you a new one.

She kind of got a little

dirty.

Is that blood?

[whispering] Oh, yeah.

Awesome!

Why don't we put Ms. Alien in the wash?

-It won't change her, right? -No.

Maze, are you all right?

I'm exactly where I wanna be.

You're not coming, are you?

You may not have roots, but turns out I do.

And I may even miss them.

And here you thought you didn't have a soul.

[chuckles]

Remember what I said, Maze.

Be careful.

They know more than you think.