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[rock music playing]

What have you got for me?

[cell phone ringing]

I said no phone.

Sorry, thought I turned it off. It's just my sister.

The cops are calling you?

[sighs softly]

Your sister's a cop?

She works in forensics.

Trust me, okay? Just put the gun down.

[answering machine beeps]

Come on, Jay, I'm your sister.

I'm not supposed to have to leave a message after the beep,

you're supposed to call me back.

[door closes]

[Lucifer] Take off your shirt.

Don't flatter yourself.

In my quest to help you die, I've done some research.

And I think the key may lie in understanding the Mark

that my father placed on you.

Oh, that's a waste of time. I've already tried to figure out what it means.

I've read every book, I've analyzed every language.

Well, have you ever let the Devil take a gander?

[sighs]

Didn't think so.

[sighs] Okay.

What... Where's the rest of it?

The tattoo on top, the skull and the spears.

Well, my body's constantly healing.

I have to reapply the tattoo every few months.

Well, why bother at all?

Because it represents my immortality, my curse.

I hate it.

Yes, you hate living forever,

'cause you can't see how much fun it is. I'll never understand you.

What? You have something?

-Seriously? -Well, it's worth the try.

-This was much easier in the DVC. -"DVC"?

My research text, also a movie.

Oh, by the way, Tom Hanks is a national treasure.

Also a movie, not as helpful though.

Your research is watching The Da Vinci Code?

And the sequels.

No offense, Lucifer, but I don't think this is in your wheelhouse.

You're right, Amenadiel is the brainy one. We should ask him.

It's a good idea. You think he'll help?

Well, we've grown much closer, he and I. I'll convince him.

[rock music playing]

On guard!

Oh, no! No, please.

Please, don't harm me. Fierce warrior, I surrender.

I will spare your life...

This time.

We're wearing the same shirt!

-Sushi shirt! -Sushi shirt!

Come on in.

[Maze] I don't know what's going on up there, but I hate it!

[grunting]

Oh.

-Hey, Ellen. -It's Ella.

Decker's not here.

I'm actually looking for you.

[panting]

Trix.

Sever the Achilles first.

If they can't walk,

-they can't betray you. -They can't betray you.

Got it.

What's up?

Um.

Well, my brother came into town yesterday,

and I can't get a hold of him.

Good talk, see you later.

No, wait. It's not like him to just disappear.

I can't find him anywhere.

And everyone says that you are the best bounty hunter we've got.

Ah, so, he's a criminal?

No! No, but...

I got a bad feeling.

Please, I need your help.

I'll pay.

Next time, lead with that.

So, does that mean you'll help me?

[Amenadiel] No.

What do you mean, "no"?

God cursed Cain because he killed his own brother,

and you want to remove that curse, which got placed on him

for a very good reason.

Does that even sound like something that I would help you do?

Well, it did, until you put it like that.

Look, this is important to me, Amenadiel.

I need your help.

Just take a look at the mark

and maybe it'll jog something in that geeky brain of yours.

If Father wanted you to understand Cain's mark, he simple would've--

Sent my angelic brother down to help me.

Nice try.

We've been through a lot, you and I.

I thought we were getting along,

I thought we were, well, brothers, for once.

We are, Luci, but you're also my test.

The reason Father has placed me here on Earth without my power,

so I need to protect you from yourself.

I gave my word, brother.

That's not my problem.

[elevator dings]

[Maze] My sources say your brother had a meeting here last night.

[Ella] Really?

This place belongs to a diamond dealer. Fahrid Nasser.

Never heard of him.

But my brother is a diamond authenticator.

I mean, makes sense he'd be here.

[chuckles] Well, apparently, this Fahrid guy, real sketchy dude.

Okay, my brother is literally the one who determines if diamonds are legit.

Okay? That's the polar opposite of sketchy.

So, if he was here, he had his reasons.

No! No, don't...

[sighs in relief]

Thank God!

I mean, too bad for this dude, but...

Thank you, big guy.

[Maze] Yeah, huge relief.

Your brother's not dead, instead he might be the killer.

[theme music playing]

Can't believe you called the cops.

Maze, for the last time, stop telling people not to call the cops.

[Ella] And why wouldn't I call this in?

Okay, even if Jay was here, he's innocent.

Which means, he might've seen who did this.

Wait, he might be in danger.

Is this the brother who steals cars?

Oh, no, Jay is the oldest, and you know how older brothers are.

Hmm, I'm an only child.

Oh, well, Jay is the good one. The one we all looked up to.

I mean, I know my family has got its issues, but not Jay.

I mean, he really made me believe I could live a good life.

Mmm, well, that's what eldest brothers want you to think.

Always talking down to you from their pedestals

that they've put themselves on,

but when you need them to help you kill someone, where are they then, hmm?

[indistinct chatter on radio]

We still don't know for sure, guys, if he was even here.

He was here.

Maze, I know you've got your sources or whatever, but I'm just saying,

until fingerprints and DNA analysis comes back, we don't know--

Found his wallet.

Maze, where did you get that?

Well, it was in the corner over there when we first walked in.

What? He's still my bounty, and I haven't found him.

"Jay Lopez." It's your brother.

-[sighs] Which means he's definitely-- -Not the killer.

Based on the blood spatter,

the bullet was fired from this angle, right?

It looks that way.

But this looks like powder burn.

Okay, so the only way to shoot from this angle, further back,

would be if you were a lefty.

And, drum roll, please, my brother is a righty.

So, obviously, there must've been another person here.

Okay.

We'll start looking for this left-handed shooter.

But, in the meantime,

I really think it's best for everybody and your brother,

if you just step away from the investigation.

Yeah. I get it, but I'm gonna go and try to find Jay.

I really would prefer you don't.

He could be in danger, okay?

I'll call you if we find anything.

Great. Now that we're done with that charade,

should we track down Ms. Lopez's murderous brother before she does?

I trust Ella's instincts.

It does seem like there was another person here,

so just to be safe, let's pursue both scenarios.

Brothers can't be trusted, Detective.

You're just delaying your inevitable disappointment.

Maybe, maybe not.

I've been through some trauma,

and I've been avoiding it. [chuckles]

But recently, events have caused me to realize that I need to face my fears.

Lucifer mentioned that you worked wonders with him.

I mean, you see someone who calls himself the Devil.

So, anything I say can't sound too crazy, right? [laughs]

I haven't been to therapy before.

Is this where I start telling you what I'm going through?

Um...

A couple of months ago, I had a near-death experience,

and I think that when I was dead, um...

I think that I was in Hell, and reliving the same nightmare--

I can't help you.

Excuse me?

You need to leave.

Now.

Oh, I'm...

Of course, I'm... [chuckles softly]

So sorry to have wasted your time.

[door opens]

I really am beyond help, aren't I?

[sighs]

[scoffs] Brothers, am I right?

I mean, you get it, you killed yours, I wish I had that option.

Amenadiel won't help, I take it.

Nope. No, I mean, I shouldn't be surprised.

Ever since he found out he's Dad's favorite, he's been a bit of a dick.

What do you mean?

Lots of chest puffing and peacocking,

I mean, even more than usual, with that insufferably smug--

No, I mean, how do you know that he's God's favorite?

It's a long story involving a flaming sword and a space vagina.

But the quick version, a book said it, so it must be true.

Anyway, not to worry.

I'll find a way to bring him round.

[door opens]

Our victim, Fahrid Nasser, is an international diamond smuggler.

So, it makes sense that you'd find a loose diamond in his office,

but can you skip to the part where you help us track down

Ms. Lopez's disappointment of a brother?

I thought we were looking for another suspect.

We are, despite Lucifer's attempt

to make this case about what's going on with his own brother.

You were saying, Dan?

Well, it would make sense to find a diamond in a broker's office,

unless that diamond was reported stolen.

Fortunately for us, diamonds are pretty easy to track.

Each one of them has a serial number laser-etched into it.

Ah, I usually get them to add crude drawings to the back of mine.

Where was it stolen from?

A diamond boutique in Beverly Hills.

Here's the kicker.

Fahrid, our victim, is one of the store's diamond brokers.

So, what, he sells to them,

uses that as a cover to case the joint, and robs it?

Maybe. File on the robbery is pretty thin,

no security cameras, no witnesses, not a lot to go on.

All right. Well, maybe Fahrid had an accomplice.

That could be our other suspect.

Let's got to the jewelry store,

see if we can drum up any new leads, now that we know Fahrid was involved.

[pop music playing]

Ah, the diamond industry,

truly the greatest trick someone other than me played on the world.

Thousands of dollars for lumps of old coal. Incredible!

Ah! Hello, there.

-We're here to-- -We're here to...

To get a ring. [chuckles]

-We are? -Yes.

Yeah, he was gonna surprise me,

but I knew what he was up to.

-[chuckles] -We're engaged.

Oh. How nice!

Mmm.

Sweetie, I don't know if we came to the right place.

I expect a much higher clarity, and the color here...

Ugh.

I see you have quite a discerning eye.

I have some other wonderful options. Just a moment.

Thank you.

I am confused.

The file said that there was no security footage.

All these cameras, they're not new.

Which means, they were here at the time of the robbery,

which means this is probably an inside job.

I got that part, flush out the accomplice, etcetera.

No, how do you know so much about diamonds?

Well, I've watched enough Real Housewives to fake it with the best of them.

Oh, wonderful.

[gasps] Really?

No. No, these still won't do.

How about this, why don't I show you what I don't want?

This is what he got me for Valentine's Day.

I didn't know that my future husband was that cheap.

I am not cheap.

That diamond is of the highest quality.

Is it? Is it of the highest quality?

Let's see.

Hmm.

-Excellent color, and... -And what?

Oh, I'm sorry...

I recognize the serial number.

But this diamond is...

-Stolen. -No.

-Stolen? -Can't be.

Stolen!

You cheap son of a bitch!

Well, for the last time, I'm not cheap.

I'm gonna have to call the police.

Oh, yes, please! Please call the cops.

[chuckles]

I want my future ex-husband arrested for being cheap.

Right. But for the final time, darling, I am--

No need to get the authorities involved.

I'm Tiffany James, the owner.

Why don't you come with me, and we'll find you the perfect diamond.

So, tell me exactly what it is you're looking for.

It's funny, Ms. James,

I was waiting for a clerk to make a run for it,

or a security guard to start sweating.

-But the owner of the store? -Excuse me?

Why rob your own store?

[Tiffany chuckles nervously]

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

-I'm LAPD. -And I'm not cheap, for the record,

but let's cut to the chase, shall we, Tiffany?

How did you help Jay Lopez steal diamonds

and murder Fahrid Nasser?

Who's Jay Lopez? Wait...

Fahrid's dead?

-Stop prompting the witness. -Fine.

But the sooner we prove Ms. Lopez's elder brother

is a liar and a disappointment, the better.

Would you excuse us for a second?

Thank you.

It's obvious that you're having some kind of fight with Amenadiel,

but right now, you need to focus on the case.

-Fine. -And for the record,

I wish I had a brother to fight with.

But?

So, you admit to knowing Fahrid?

Of course. He sold diamonds here.

Wow, I can't believe he's really dead.

Oh, a complete shock to you and all your associates, I'm sure.

So, let's get on with it, shall we?

Tell me...

Tiffany, what is it you desire?

To punch every millennial in the face.

Really? I mean, I don't disagree, but still.

They've ruined our entire industry.

With their social consciousness and the ethical issues,

sales are way down because of them.

Do you know how hard it is to stay afloat?

So hard that you have to rob your own store?

No one was supposed to get hurt.

We just wanted the insurance money.

[scoffs] This was an insurance scam?

Then why kill Fahrid?

I didn't.

Fahrid was supposed to sell the diamonds back to us

after he cleaned them, but now...

Well, I mean, if anyone is cheap... It's her.

Oh, why are we here? Jay would never ever stay in a place like this.

Two days ago, he used his debit card at a gas station around the corner.

So? Dude wanted a Slurpee, it doesn't mean anything.

You don't come into this neighborhood unless you have a reason.

And if you're here to do criminal activity,

you come to a hotel that takes cash.

-He is not a criminal. -Yeah.

You've never seen this guy, right?

Have you seen him?

Unless you got a warrant, I ain't answering either of you.

[grunts, whimpers]

I'm gonna give you two choices.

I can either break your arm...

[grunts]

-Or, I can cut you-- -Maze!

Do you have a brother, sister, anyone,

who you care about, who it would just kill you

if you didn't know where they were, if they were safe?

Threatening his family, hardcore, Ellen.

Ten bucks an hour ain't worth this.

[man grunting]

No Jay here, see?

Oh, no. "Michael Knight."

Who's that?

Knight Rider.

Jay's favorite show.

[knock on door]

Doctor!

I got your text, what's wrong?

-Charlotte Richards. -What about her?

She came to see me as a client.

Oh, good. Good. She took my advice.

Why would you send her to me?

Because you'e the best.

She tried to kill me.

When she stepped into my office,

everything she did came rushing back.

Doctor, my mother is gone.

Charlotte Richards has done nothing to you.

She's just an innocent woman who needs help.

Here.

[exhales] At least, she didn't try and kiss you.

Chloe?

This is Don Zeikel,

the insurance adjuster that covers Tiffany James' store.

I'm in your debt. It's rare we actually catch insurance fraud.

Makes me miss being a cop.

Bet you don't miss the sad amounts on the pay stubs.

No, better scotch and stylish clothes

don't make up for that rush you get when you catch a bad guy.

Now that I've gone corporate, I just pay out the claims.

Why is that?

It's practically an untraceable crime

-if the thieves got a cleaner. -"A cleaner"?

It's someone who can replace

the microscopic serial numbers on the diamonds.

-Like a diamond authenticator? -Sure.

Why, you know of an authenticator involved?

-Not yet. -Well, please keep me in the loop.

Great, thank you.

Why do I get the feeling that our two-pronged investigation

just lost a prong?

We got to find Ella's brother.

You got any siblings?

Thousands and thousands.

Yeah, it could feel like that sometimes.

-You close to any of them? -My family doesn't do "close."

We mostly tortured each other.

Oh, man, us too.

My brothers used to put their knees on my arms

and dangle a loogie right over my face.

Sounds horrifying.

But then, if I was ever in trouble,

they always had my back.

No matter what.

This is it.

Whoa!

No need to go all kung-fu on this innocent door.

Aren't you full of surprises.

Nice job, Ellen.

It's Ella.

[grunting]

Jay?

[pop music playing]

So, I finally get to meet the infamous Amenadiel.

Look, I know who you are, and I know what you want.

But I can't help you. Sorry.

Oh, come on, buddy, I just want to chat.

Yeah? About what?

Weather, sports.

By chance, do you have any idea how annoying it is

to be an immortal human being?

I can't say that I do.

Oh, well, let me enlighten you.

You see, first you get to watch everyone you love die,

over and over.

And that sucks.

And on top of that, it's boring.

I've been everywhere there is to go,

I've tried every kind of food. Sex, music...

Nothing surprises me anymore.

Have you tried Game of Thrones?

It's been a literal hell on Earth.

Well, the punishment fits the crime, Pierce.

Little harsh, if you ask me.

-My father always has his reasons. -Right.

I've always wondered who your father would assign such an important task.

It must've been someone he really trusted.

Maybe his favorite son.

You marked me, didn't you?

Yeah, it was me.

And you deserved it.

I didn't come here to argue right or wrong.

In fact, I just need your help.

And see, the good news for me is,

this can actually hurt you now.

You put this mark on me,

now you're gonna tell me how to get rid of it.

I didn't kill anyone.

And what better way to prove it than by swinging a bat at us?

I thought you were trying to kill me.

No, we're trying to help you, Jay.

Your wallet was found at the scene of a murder.

What the hell's going on?

-Fahrid, the dead guy? -Yeah.

He was a gem broker I worked with in LA a few times in the past.

He hired me to authenticate some diamonds.

Stolen diamonds.

If they were stolen, I had no idea.

But now that I think about it, Fahrid was acting kind of strange.

-Strange, how? -Jumpy.

He must've made me jumpy, too, 'cause I had to pee.

I was in the bathroom when it happened.

You know how I get when I'm nervous.

When I was in there, I heard arguing.

And then, gunshots.

After I came out, I saw Fahrid, and he was dead.

I was freaked out, so I bailed.

Hmm.

[Ella shouting in Spanish]

I work for the cops, Jay! I could've helped you.

-Why? Why did you... -I didn't want to worry you, stop.

Please, be civilized.

I know it looks bad, but you gotta believe me.

I didn't kill anyone.

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Chloe, what's up?

So, we've had no luck finding this supposed other person.

We may need to consider other scenarios.

Like that maybe Jay [sighs] wasn't just a witness to the murder.

Look, I know that this is tough, but I think it's best

if we talk to Jay first.

So, have you had any luck finding him?

No. No luck.

Okay. Well, let us know if you do.

-She's lying. -She's lying.

Who's lying? Your stylist?

Ella. More and more, it looks like her brother Jay might be our shooter.

And because she's too close to it, she can't see the facts clearly.

We need to get inside Ella's head,

figure out where she's taking Jay.

If you were her, where would you guys go?

Ooh, uh...

-Strip club. -Comic-Con.

A forensics convention.

-Strip club. -Dude, you already said that.

Why would Ella take her brother to a strip club?

For the free buffet.

Above all else, Ella's dedicated to her job.

If she truly thinks Jay is innocent, she's gonna want to prove it.

-Which means... -She'll go back to the crime scene.

So, what's it gonna be, Amenadiel,

you're gonna help me die, or vice-versa?

Do as you must because I can't help you.

You're proud, I get it.

You don't wanna upset Daddy.

You might not care if you get killed.

Are you willing to let an innocent die for pride?

You wouldn't.

I killed my own brother.

What makes you think I wouldn't kill some random person

to finally have peace?

Maybe the guy wearing the scarf indoors, no one will miss him.

Enough!

Yes.

I gave you the mark.

But I was only the messenger, Pierce.

I have no idea how to remove it.

Actually, I believe you.

Everybody out! Now!

What are you doing? I told you everything I know.

I thought you wouldn't have been of any use, but I needed to make sure.

So, now what?

Now, I finally get to kick your angelic ass.

[upbeat rock music playing]

You know, that didn't feel as good as I had hoped.

But you know what they say, if at first you don't succeed.

This won't end well for you.

[both grunting]

Your Shotokan's not bad.

-How's your Aikido? -Better than yours.

This is gonna be fun.

Are you still having fun?

Don't make me do this.

Do what? You gonna kill me?

[grunts]

[groans]

[groans]

Don't think a little death is gonna stop me.

Okay. Walk me through exactly what happened.

Like I said, I was in the bathroom when I heard the gunshots.

And then I stayed quiet.

After I saw the gunman leave, I came out.

Wait. You saw the shooter?

Yeah, I peeked out from the door and saw him standing over Fahrid.

Jay, if you saw him, you can identify him.

He wore all black and a ski-mask.

-I didn't get a good look at him. -Come on.

Think, Jay. Think. There has to be something that you remember.

Wingtips.

The guy wore red wingtip shoes.

Does that help?

Everything helps.

Okay. So, you said you saw him from the bathroom, right?

Jay, the door opens outward.

-So? -So...

Jay, from your vantage point inside,

it would've been impossible for you

to see the killer standing over the body.

Look, I saw what I saw.

Where is the stash room?

If Fahrid is a diamond thief, he'd definitely have a stash room.

And if I were him...

I would hide it right here.

Looks like laser-engraving equipment.

[Chloe] Ella?

What the hell? Ella, did you call the cops?

-I trusted you. -No, I swear, I didn't call them.

This is much more fun than a strip club.

-Is that a stash room? -Yeah.

Full of laser-engraving equipment.

Ah, seems that Don Zeikel fellow you were telling me about,

was onto something.

Who was onto what?

He's the insurance adjuster for the missing diamonds.

He said that equipment replaces the serial number on the stolen diamonds.

Is that what you were doing?

Okay, fine. Yeah, I was in here.

Cleaning the diamonds. But it was a one-time thing.

Jay, stay calm.

Relax, Jay, we'll go to the precinct.

Talk about this, figure it out.

But first, you need to put the gun down.

Why? No matter what I say or do,

you're not gonna believe me. So, what's the point?

-Wait! You don't have to do this. -Ms. Lopez...

You still think he's innocent?

-[camera shutter clicking] -[police radio chatter]

[siren wailing]

Well, Ellen...

It's been fun.

-You can't leave. -Why? Job's done.

But, Jay needs our help.

I mean, so he got mixed up with some bad dudes, okay?

He's not a murderer.

He's like Harrison Ford, but less growly.

The whole police force thinks that he's guilty now.

We need to get to him first.

You hired me to find him, I found him.

Fee doesn't include post-seizure babysitting.

-Please? -[sighs] Fine.

I could stay.

For a price.

But... I thought you and I, you know, we connected.

You really don't care at all about helping me find my brother?

You mean, the brother who forged diamonds,

pulled a gun on us, probably killed a guy,

and who's definitely been lying to you all this time?

No, not particularly.

Maybe you're right.

Maybe Jay's not who I thought he was.

Maybe it was all a lie.

But, you know what, family shouldn't do that to each other.

I mean, we're supposed to help each other.

Okay. Good talk.

No sign of him.

That was certainly exciting, wasn't it?

Go ahead, say it.

"I told you so, your brother's a killer."

Come on, say it, that you were right all along.

-Ms. Lopez... -God.

How could I have been so blind?

I mean, Jay lied to me about everything.

He obviously lied about seeing the killer, too.

Not necessarily.

Ella?

Maybe Jay did see the killer.

Not from the bathroom, but from right here.

What exactly did he say he saw?

A guy wearing a mask,

and red wingtip shoes.

[Lucifer] Wingtips?

Mmm, that's oddly a strong footwear game for a murderer.

Yeah, stylish.

I think I know who killed Fahrid.

[Jay] Fahrid told me you'd be at this hotel,

right before you killed him.

I'm not letting you get away with this.

You're Fahrid's diamond nerd.

Should've figured you'd be in town.

I'm getting blamed for what you did.

You're gonna confess to the murder.

Whatever you want.

But, let's go to the police.

-I'll tell the truth. -No!

Do it right now.

-Call the cops. -Sure thing.

Uh...

Can I use your phone?

Mine's dead.

Never held a gun before, have you?

You're gonna kill me now, too?

No.

Need you to clean those diamonds first.

Then I'll kill you.

Ella, you're too close to it.

No, Chloe, I can help. It's my brother.

Just trust me, okay? I promise you, we got this.

["All The Time" playing]

♪ I got all the time in the world ♪

[shatters]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[groans]

That's gonna leave a mark.

At least for a little while.

[grunts]

[panting]

We don't have to do this.

You didn't have to curse me either, but you did that, didn't you?

[both grunting]

[groans]

Accept the punishment that you deserve.

You know nothing about what I deserve.

Oh, I know that my father is punishing you

-because you killed your own brother. -Yeah.

Notice anyone else in here who plotted to kill his own brother?

No, that was different.

No, it's only different 'cause you failed.

-We are nothing alike. -Yeah.

You're right.

At least I had the balls to do it myself.

You pawned the task off on someone else, you're worse.

And if this is the punishment that I get for my crimes,

what do you deserve?

There it is, that look on your face.

That's what I wanted.

[panting]

That feels good.

Little help?

[grunts]

Jay!

Get the hell out of here, crazy woman who I don't know.

And leave you with this psycho-killer, Jay, are you nuts?

See, left-handed. I knew you were innocent.

-Are you two done? -LAPD knows

that you killed Fahrid Nasser, thanks to your on-fleek shoe game.

Look, Fahrid and I had a good thing going.

For years, he'd steal the diamonds,

I'd write the claim, we split the money.

But the bastard got greedy, cut me out.

Nobody cuts me out.

Look, man, I'll do whatever you want.

Just leave her out of this.

Sorry, but she's seen my face.

[grunts]

You okay?

That's so Maze.

[siren wailing]

-Hi. -Hey.

So, the knife...

Just came out of nowhere, huh?

Yeah, just random blade out of thin air.

And anyone could've thrown it, crazy!

Ella, I know it was Maze.

Oh.

Yeah. She's my roommate, I recognize the knife.

But don't worry, she's not in trouble.

She was just trying to protect you, right?

She saved my life.

[siren wailing]

So, I doubt the DA will press charges.

All he did was intend to change the serial numbers

on the stolen diamonds. It's not a crime.

Lucky Jay.

I'm sure if any other cop had been working this case,

he would've ended up in prison.

Or worse. So, well done, Detective.

Oh, my God! Did the world just turn upside down?

Did you just admit to being wrong?

[scoffs] I wouldn't quite go that far.

But, I'm sure if you had a brother,

he would be very proud of you.

Thank you.

Anyway, this whole torrid affair

started with a bag of stolen diamonds,

so, where are the diamonds?

Well, we're still checking Zeikel's stuff,

you know, houses, cars.

I'm sure they'll turn up.

[scoffs]

Indeed.

Uh, did I forget something at your office?

No, I actually... I actually came to apologize.

For what?

For refusing to treat you.

My extreme reaction had nothing to do with

how scary your story sounded.

Believe me, I've heard much, much worse.

I was holding you accountable for things you simply didn't do.

I hurt you, didn't I, during my lost time?

It doesn't matter.

It wasn't you.

So, if you want to come back for a session,

I'd like to try and help.

I don't need handouts,

I mean, you don't have to treat me.

I think I do.

For both of us.

I just have to check one thing.

Ow!

[exhales]

Excellent.

[slow clapping]

Ah, the slow hand-clapping never gets old, does it?

Hey, man, it's not what it looks like.

Save it, Evil Lopez.

Clearly, this wasn't a one-time deal.

It seems you're not quite as virtuous as your sister would like to believe.

Whatever, man.

You don't know what it's like making sure everyone's looked after.

It all falls on me.

[gasps]

So, you felt entitled to stick your hand

in the proverbial cookie jar because you took care of your family?

Started small.

Had to bail a brother out,

then Abuela needed surgery.

Guess who they all came to?

I didn't choose this.

But the Armani suit must help ease the pain.

I take care of my family.

So, if I get a little bit, too, so what?

I'm not perfect.

But you like them to think that you are,

when really you're no better than them.

You're gonna tell Ella, aren't you?

All right, just let me do it.

She should hear it from me.

You're not gonna tell her anything.

And neither am I.

-You're not? -No.

Ms. Lopez puts a lot of faith in you,

and losing that faith would hurt her.

And I won't allow that to happen.

I'll get my act together, I promise.

No need to promise, Jay Lopez.

Because I'll be watching you,

and if you ever disappoint her again,

I'll come for you.

[soft pop music playing]

Bloody hell.

What does the other guy look like?

Immortal.

I'm the one that gave Pierce his mark, Luci.

[scoffs]

Right. So, that's why you wouldn't help.

Didn't want to remove your handiwork.

This has nothing to do with me.

I couldn't just remove it even if I wanted to,

because it's supposed to be there.

Father cursed him for a reason.

[Lucifer scoffs]

I know you think you're friends with Pierce. I get it,

but I'm warning you, Luci,

he has but one selfish goal.

And working with him, will only incur Father's wrath.

[laughs]

What the...

That's the bloody point!

[exhales]

Look, I know.

You're just being a good older brother,

trying to protect me, 'cause you think I need protecting.

Yes, that's right, because I am my brother's keeper.

And I am grateful, brother. Truly, I am.

But I don't need protecting.

All that I am saying,

is that this alliance with Pierce will not end well.

One can only hope.

And all I'm saying is that

if you continue to meddle, Amenadiel,

then you will be in my way.

Well, then, brother...

Yes.

I guess I'll be in your way.

[scoffs]

[theme music playing]