All language subtitles for Lucifer_S03E17_Let Pinhead Sing!.English (CC)

[dance music playing]

[audience cheering]

I'll put it on.

[announcer] Ladies and gentlemen, Axara!

[singing]

[Axara] Oh, my God! Jill!

Jill?

Jill?

Oh, Jill!

Jill.

Help me!

Someone help!

Somebody help!

[sobbing]

I have decided to take myself
out of the spotlight.

My father's spotlight, to be exact.

So no more killing Pierce

-to get back at your dad?
-Correct.

I mean that whole
"Mark of Cain" thing was so dreary.

So nihilistic.

There are far better ways
to spend my time.

-Oh?
-Yes, well,

I could brew
my own artisanal beer.

Take a nude painting class.

Buy that pet shark I've always wanted.

Maybe, you're taking a step back
because of the bomb scare

that threatened both you and Chloe.

Don't be ridiculous. We're in
the line of fire every day, Doctor.

I mean, it's all part of being
heroes for the people.

Don't get me wrong. If the bomb
was God targeting Chloe,

for your defiance, then
maybe it's good that you're quitting.

But "quitting" is a strong word.

I'm just saying. Sometimes we push
boundaries we shouldn't

and cause rifts with people we care about.

It's only fair we take our share
of responsibility in a conflict,

even if the other is somewhat irrational.

-Demonic even.
-Indeed.

Nothing wrong with dousing
the flames of contention.

-Exactly.
-Right.

Maybe even apologize.

Well, let's not go crazy.

But perhaps I can stop
poking the bear that is my father.

Get off his radar for a bit, you know.

Mellow out.

[sings huskily]

What do you want, Lopez?

You know, I just noticed that
you may be a little blue.

So...

Ta-da!

To cheer you up. No, it's not new kicks.

It's better. It's a compliment box.

I went around the precinct

and asked everyone to write
a positive little note about you.

Why?

So that whenever you're feeling down,
you can just pull one out,

and it'll perk you right up.

Like maybe now would be a good time.

[clears throat]

"Pierce has nice arms."

Well, agreed. You sure do.

"The Lieutenant has really great arms."

Right again. Two arms, two compliments.

Pierce...

Is wicked smart. So funny, generous,

and amazing.

Now that is a compliment.

It says I have
really nice arms, doesn't it?

No. No, 'cause that would be
really awkward

and weird, you and me here
talking about a third arm.

And I need to go check on lab thingy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I've been trying so hard
to cheer up Pierce, but this

is some next level bro wallow.

You've got to go in there
and do something.

Yeah, I don't know.

-What? Why not?
-It's just...

Pierce isn't really a fan of me.

Well, then this is your chance
to change that.

I mean, Dan, if anyone knows what it
feels like to be in the crapper,

-it's you.
-Thank you.

No. What I mean is you can relate, okay?

But when you're down, you always,
always pull yourself back up.

You are positive dude numero uno.

Okay, I guess I could try.

Good luck. You got this.

[singing]

[Chloe] Okay, I'm a little confused here.

One of the back up dancers
was dressed as Axara?

Yeah. I don't really
understand it, either.

-I think she was looking to get her--
-[girls talking indistinctly]

Okay, but you're the manager, correct?

Rowan Donahue. Yeah. So here's the deal.

Axara and her backup dancer, Jill,

decided to switch positions last minute.

Maybe she felt the act was getting boring.

You'll have to ask Axara for details.

We got her back to the hotel
as fast as possible.

So was this the first time
she had switched?

Yeah, she didn't say anything
to anyone in the crew,

except for Jill, of course.

And no one knew. That means
Axara was the intended target.

Let's not jump into any conclusions
until we've explored all the angles.

We don't know if anyone was a target.
Maybe it was an accident.

It wasn't. This is a piece
of big-time professional firework.

From far away, "Ooh."
From up close, "Ahh!"

Fireworks weren't
even part of Axara's show,

let alone pointed right at the spotlight.

Does this mean we're canceling
the Asia and the Europe tours?

Let's not panic until we know
exactly what happened here.

Jill's dead, Rowan.
And it was supposed to be Axara.

Which means the shadowy assassin
will likely try again,

and again until the butchery is done.

-Statistically speaking.
-He's right.

As long as Axara is in the spotlight,
she has a target on her back.

Yes.

The spotlight is dangerous.

Who am I kidding? I'm not mellow.

I'll never be able to take myself
out of my Dad's spotlight,

but I can take the Detective out of mine

and focus on other people.

-What are you talking about?
-Nothing.

You'll thank me later.

[Lucifer] So you're Axara's bodyguard,
are you?

Now, I've always had interest in the
personal protection business, Ralph.

-Bob.
-Bob, right.

-Is that short for Robert?
-No.

Fascinating.

It's lovely getting to know you like this.

Your hopes, your dreams...

You've been working out as well.

Are you coming?

Uh, no, I'm not really interested in you
and what you're doing.

I think I'm just gonna stay here
and chat to my new friend, Rob.

-Bob.
-Bob, right.

Bob, big fan of old Bobby here.

In fact, if someone were wondering
my list of favorite people,

Bob might just be at the top.

-Really?
-Most definitely.

We should go upstairs.

[coughing]

Thank you, Bobby.

I thought rock stars only got
the best weed.

It's sage.

After what happened to Jill,
I'm smudging my space

-and my heart.
-And my lungs.

It actually changes
the ionic composition of the air

and reduces the body's
stress response to tragic events.

Such compassion for one so young.

Please, tell me more.

Can you think of anyone who
may have wanted to hurt you?

You should check Axara's social media.

So many obsessed crazies.

Love you, Cece.

And she makes a mean turmeric smoothie.

Wait. Speaking of mean,

there is one guy
who did kind of threaten me.

I mean, I didn't take it seriously at
the time because he's a bit of a diva

-but Patrick.
-Patrick.

And who might Patrick be?

My ex backup singer.

Really toxic individual.
Rowan fired him last week.

And like I said, he's a drama queen.

He said something like, "I hope Axara
dies a horrible, painful death."

Yes.

Mmm. Mmm.

I suppose it might be worth a glance.

[exhales]

Maze, it's me, Linda.

Come on, Maze. [chuckles]

I brought you a gift to, you know,

bury the hatchet.

I don't wanna lose you, Maze.

And so

I lost Amenadiel.

No man is worth what we have.

Please, just hear me out.

Excuse us. I think we're
in the wrong interrogation room.

You're looking for Patrick Manning?

-Yes.
-That's me, honey.

Well, fancy someone stole
some of Axara's spotlight

and fishnets for severance pay.

Why am I here?

I'll ask the questions, Patti.

I always knew Cher was a feisty one.

I'm Donovan McCann, Patrick's lawyer.

So why is he here?

We believe that Patrick made
an attempt on Axara's life last night

and killed the backup dancer by mistake.

-Say what?
-We know that you still had

the backstage security pass,
which means access and motive.

Yes, cold-blooded retaliation
for your recent firing.

Firing? That's bananas.

So you're saying, you didn't try
and take Axara out with a bang?

-Of course not.
-Do I hate her? Yes.

It was a bitch to work for that bitch.

The long hours, never getting credit.

But she did not fire me. I quit.

It's not the story her people are telling.

I bet. Those sycophants will say
anything to protect her fragile ego.

Well, Patrick... Patti,

if you didn't want Axara dead, tell me,

what did you desire?

To be Axara.

But my version, a better version,

which is why I could never want her dead.

How could I compete with her
if she was kaput?

Yes.

-Where were you last night?
-Onstage.

Performing my act at the Hideaway in Weho.

After which she was mobbed
by fans in the parking lot.

Tuesday's the new Friday
now that Patrick's doing Axara.

Ask around.

[chuckles] Aw.

So sweet.

Donovan was right about last night.

It was cray-cray at the Hideaway.

Everyone wants a piece of Axara 2.0.

You wouldn't believe
the obsessive wannabes.

-Sad.
-Sad.

[Ella] Axara has more followers
than the Pope.

"You are my life. I would do anything
to meet you, literally anything."

Gosh! I can't think of anyone
I care about that much.

Except for Ms. Lopez.

"World's greatest forensic scientist"?

Oh, my gosh!

That is so sweet.

Wait. Did I miss my birthday?

Well, every day is a celebration
when you're around, darling.

Anyway,

when obsessed people
don't have their love reciprocated,

sometimes they snap.

Well, I've gone through them all,

and on a scale of
"hashtag, I love you, Axara"

to "I wanna live in your spleen,"

there's like a zillion suspects.

A zillion and one, if you count me.

You weren't even aware of her
until this case.

-[scoffs]
-Okay, name your favorite song.

Well, there's so many.

Anyway, we're not just looking
for a crazy fan.

We need someone
who had an all-access pass.

Well, Axara's assistant let me check
out all of her social media accounts,

and apparently she held
an online contest last week.

Winner won a VIP pass
to the Hollywood Bowl show.

Meet our winner.

Benny Parker, and these
are some of his tweets.

[Chloe] "I can't wait
for our love to be real."

"I will make you feel the same way."

"You and I will be together forever."

It's subtle.

Sounds like prince charming needs
some attention from the LAPD.

Right.

Thank you, Ms. Lopez.

I mean...

Oh, no, poor Pauline.

-Pauline?
-My friend who works the intake desk

at the precinct.

I'm helping her through a bad breakup.

We've grown quite close, since yesterday.

Mmm-hmm.

Right, I know what you're doing.

Our bomb scare made you realize
just how dangerous this job is,

and that you and I
could lose each other at any time,

so you're focusing on other people.

You're keeping your distance
as a way of protecting yourself.

And you know what, Lucifer? That's cool.

If you need to reverse Oprah me
just to feel less afraid,

then, by all means, knock yourself out.

[laughs] What? I am not afraid.

I've just realized
I've been a tad myopic lately.

Why not spread the love?

I mean, everyone deserves
a little Lucifer.

-How generous of you.
-Thank you very much. After me.

[clears throat]

Benny Parker, LAPD.

Seems like I'm not
the only one ignoring you.

Perhaps you're just
not that interesting, Detective.

Benny?

Benny.

Well, talk about a dead end.

"Axara's art celebrates life.
I tarnished it with death.

I have no right to stay in her world.

I lived for Axara. Now I die for her.

Benny."

Wow.

I hope that no one
ever loves me that much.

So do the ME confirm that it's suicide?

Still running the autopsy report,

but the bottle of sleeping pills
found in his hand, half empty.

Right, and factor in Benny's VIP
pass, which means he had access.

Yeah, it means that Benny had tons
of time and opportunity

to plant the firework that killed Jill.

A textbook post-murder
guilt-driven suicide.

A little too textbook if you ask me.

Oh. Look what just arrived.
Who wants a T-shirt?

Here you go. And oh, one for you.

One for you.

Definitely for you.

What you can't fix, decorate. Am I right?

Ah!

Ms. Lopez.

Aw.

-What is all this?
-Axara swag.

Thank-you gifts for solving the case.

Apparently, she'd have come
in person, but she's busy rehearsing

for her rescheduled show at the Bowl.

Well, technically, the case isn't closed

till we get the final autopsy report.

Exactly, and until then,
it's LAPD jurisdiction,

which means no shows.

Well, I'm afraid you'll have to take
it up with the Police Commissioner

'cause, apparently, he and Axara
are poker buddies.

It's all been sorted, but...

[laughs] Hello, an Axara bubble head.

[imitates Axara singing]

[laughs]

Who's deserving of this little...

Ah!

My good friend, Mr. Janitor.

That should cheer you up.

[Charlotte] I think you'll be very proud.

I forced myself to speak to a co-worker

who has terrible breath.

It was only for a few minutes,
but it seemed like a decade.

Hello, I'm trying to compliment my...

You.

Clearly something is on your mind.
Come on, I'm all ears.

I am so sorry.

Um, but you are paying me to listen.

-So...
-Well, yes.

But the whole reason that I'm here is
to learn to be less self-centered.

Okay. Um...

Okay, fine.

I'm just having

a wee bit of a conflict
with a friend of mine.

Conflict? My specialty.

Mediating conflict, I mean.

Let me help you.

That's very nice. It's a very nice offer.

I know, and it feels so strange.

I feel so good. It's like I'm floating.

Although that might be
the three gimlets I had at lunch.

So, yes?

Oh, my God!

Chloe, okay,

so you know how you thought
Axara's super fan "suicide"

was a little too neatly wrapped up?

You just won the Super Totally
Right Hunch of the Millennium award.

So Benny's not our guy?

No, Benny died the day before
that firework exploded.

So Benny is not our killer.

He's our first murder victim.

So Benny's suicide was staged
before the attack at the Bowl.

Yeah, a frame job to cover up
the real killer's tracks,

which means major premeditation.

And that Axara is still in serious danger.

-The killer is still out there.
-Exactly.

This month's winner is Pauline.

And I think we can all agree that

Pauline deserves her place in
the spotlight far more than others.

So if you'd all like to raise a glass,

if you have one... To Pauline!

Lucifer knows she's a temp, right?

You know...
Just tell him to meet me in the car.

Yeah.

I don't know exactly what you're
going through, but I've been there.

That very stool actually.

Have you, Espinoza?

You know, talking about it might help.

You know, really opening up
to someone. That's what I did.

And now everything is coming up Dan.

No, seriously, man, I'm happy.

You know, I'm ready to start dating.

Hell, you and I are even friends.

Friendlier.

Guess I could try.

Lay it on me. I'm here for you, bro.

It's just life, you know?

It's like this eternal wasteland
of meaningless existence,

a dark void staring down at you

like a beaten dog scrounging
on the side of the road,

just waiting to get mowed down
by the next tsunami of crap.

Wow.

Hmm.

Maybe we all are just dust in the wind.

I'm not canceling my show.

Well, it turns out that your
troubled fan was framed

for Jill's murder.

So with the killer still out there,
I can't let you perform tomorrow night.

Detective, if I hid under a rock
every time there's an issue,

I'd still be doing bar mitzvahs.

Also, you'd be under a rock,
most unpleasant.

-Okay.
-Detective.

I say we let Pinhead sing.

I mean, after all, some people are
just destined to be in the spotlight.

Other's not, like you for example.

So not helping. You know,
maybe you should wait in the car.

You know what? Maybe you should both go.

I assure you I'm fine.

[gunshots]

Detective, what are you doing?

This is no time for heroics.

Not that I care.

[officer] Building search, all clear.

You poor, poor, dear.
Can I get you something?

Some tea or face needles perhaps?

I'm fine. Your partner's
actually the one with the medic.

Who?

Oh. Her? No, that's just a scratch.

No, it's you that I'm focused on.

Okay, great, thank you.

Okay, so I have
your security team in place.

For tomorrow's show, right?
It's smart to beef things up.

Yeah, I don't think you understand.
There's no show.

While you're in danger, you're in
24-hour LAPD protection led by me.

That's ridiculous.

Agreed, she's a terrible choice.

-I'll do it.
-Look

what we found in the laundry chute.

I'm gonna head back to the homestead
to expedite ballistics.

-You wanna come?
-Excellent plan.

Why don't you go with Ms. Lopez,
and I will keep you safe.

You little gem.

So you're gonna be my bodyguard?

-Are you even a real cop?
-Consultant, actually.

But I can assure you that
my penthouse has top-notch security.

And every other amenity you
could ever possibly desire.

Hmm.

We'll see.

Come on, girls.

[sighs]

What a treasure.

Okay, the only reason
I'm agreeing to this is,

hiding Axara at your penthouse

is an unpredictable choice.

But listen, if there's even
the slightest hint

that she is unsafe,

your duties are revoked.

-[scoffs] Right.
-What?

You said "doodies."

[music playing]

Come on.

[Axara singing]

-[music stops]
-Bravo, Ms. Axara.

Yes, I adore your shaking groove thing,

and I'm sure my custom
Italian leather settee does, too.

Sorry, I need to rehearse.

Right, yes, of course, of course,
whatever you need.

-Help me.
-Chaps, why don't you

wait downstairs. I've got this.

-Thank you, Rob.
-Bob!

Bob. Bob, yes.

[exhales]

Now, please tell me.

How can I better focus
my attention on you?

Mmm.

Maybe you can make yourself useful
unless that's just a prop?

[scoffs] "Prop," please.

-Mozart, Liberace, Elton--
-Who?

All the greats were my pupils.

But none as bright as you, of course.

Whatever.

[clears throat]

Right.

Let's see.

-[sings scale]
-[plays scales on piano]

[plays piano off-key]

-Don't let it happen again.
-I won't.

Voice of an angel.

God, it would be if your
A-flat wasn't out of tune.

I beg your pardon.

Perhaps it's you who's...

Whose perfect pitch allows you
to hear what others cannot.

You know what? Never mind.
I need a break anyway.

Is this my smoothie stuff?

Yes, yes, but please allow me

to shower you
with my culinary expertise.

What? No, no, no.
Aren't you gonna wash them first?

And rinse off all the nutrients?
Don't be silly.

[chuckles nervously] Hold on.

Where's my fresh turmeric?

You can't make it without
the right ingredients.

I couldn't agree more.

Just stop. Just let me do it.
Please forget it.

-I will--
-You don't know what you're doing.

You don't want to do this, Ms. Axara.

[gasps]

You've got to be kidding me.

[Rowan] Everyone loves Axara.

What kind of psycho would wanna gun
her down in cold blood like that?

-It's you.
-What?

The gun that we found at the Roosevelt,

turns out that it's registered to you.

Whoa. This is insane.

I mean,

it looks like my gun.

I keep it in the tour bus for protection,

but someone must have stolen it.

We also uncovered the insurance
policy that you took out on Axara.

Apparently, if anything happens to her,

you get a huge chunk of change.

Is that also insane?

First of all,

I would die if anything
happened to that girl.

Secondly, all managers have
insurance policies like that.

But trust me, the pay-out is nothing

compared to managing an entire career.

Why would I kill the goose for one egg.

I don't know. Maybe the goose
is a pain in the ass.

Okay, unless you've got
something else to say,

-I'm leaving.
-I do have something else to say.

You're under arrest for
the murder of Jill Murray,

Benny Parker,
and the attempted murder of Axara.

No! Wait!

We will start by stating our grievances.

-Who would like to go first?
-She lied and betrayed me. Next.

Brave start, Mazikeen.

And you, Doctor?

Well, no grievances.

Maze is right.

I hid the truth,

which was a betrayal of our friendship.

And if I could take it all back, I would.

But I can't,

so all I can do is say,

I'm sorry.

And I miss you, Maze.

Thank you, Doctor,
that was really heartfelt.

And now is there anything

that you'd like
to apologize for, Mazikeen?

She just said she boned my ex.

-I didn't do anything.
-Well,

-it always takes two to tango.
-Yeah.

Linda and Amenadiel.

One, two, naked tango. Me, screwed.

Resolving conflict

means accepting culpability on both sides.

If you don't let all
the icky feelings out,

things tend to fester

and turn gangrenous and, well,

nobody likes losing a limb.

Not true. And I didn't do crap.

She called dibs

on someone she doesn't
even have feelings for.

I'm a demon, Linda. What do you expect?

You can't admit to a single thing
you did wrong?

I've done a lot of things wrong,
like a lot.

But at least I don't claim
to be the good one,

pretend to stand on
some moral high-ground.

And despite all the books you've read,

all the degrees on your wall,

you forgot the one rule that matters.

Hoes before bros.

Well, it's pretty tricky
to follow that rule

when you seem to have slept
with half of Los Angeles.

And yet you begrudge me the one man

I've cared about in a really long time.

And yet I still gave him up.

That's how much
I care about our friendship.

Go

to

Hell.

Okay! Great start.

Um... All part of the process.

Good time for a breather?

We're done.

Okay.

What on Earth do you think you're doing?

-You. Get naked.
-I beg your pardon.

You said you wanted to focus
your attention on me.

Well, yes, but--

And I always have sex
the night before a show.

It calms me.

Well, I'm sorry,
but you'd have to tie me down

with steel chains to have sex with you.

I'd be up for that.

No, what... That wasn't a suggestion.

Demanding, I like it.

Ms. Axara, I love sex.

-What a coincidence! Me, too.
-But...

-And this maybe a first.
-Okay.

I'm really not in the mood.

You know what? I don't think you like me.

Really?

What ever gave you that impression?

But everybody likes me.

Apart from the person who tried to
rocket you into a bloody red glare.

Okay, if you don't like me, why were you

so hell-bent on being my bodyguard?

Because I'm trying to take my focus
off someone very dear to me.

A friend actually.

Well, no, indeed, more a co-worker.

The detective you work with?

How did you--

I may be a self-centered diva,
but I have eyes.

Why are you trying to convince
yourself that you don't like her?

I'm not trying to convince my...

It's not me I'm trying to convince.
It's my father.

You know, I defied him.

And he's big on that.

"Eye for an eye" sort of thing.

So I'm afraid that he's gonna come after

the things that I care about the most.

Well, you're a cop, sort of.

Get a restraining order or something.

Well, I'm afraid it's not that simple.

Dad's all powerful.

Works in government?

-Rules the universe.
-Freaking politicians.

Well, if it helps, I know how you feel.

After what happened at my show,
it seems like

everyone's trying to take away
the thing I care about the most.

What? Fresh turmeric?

[laughs]

Funny. Funny but no.

Music.

Oh.

But here's the deal.

You can't let anyone come in between you

and the things you're
passionate about in this life,

or it ain't worth living.

Well, thank you,

my self-centered diva, for your counsel.

It's duly noted.

I don't know about you,
but I could use a drink.

Oh. Well, now you are talking my language.

As long as it's not orange.

Right.

Lovely.

I wasn't sure if you
were a single-malt girl.

Bugger.

Epic toxicology report.

It turns out the manager
didn't just kill Benny.

He tortured him, too.

I mean, it's bad enough that he made
him take all those sleeping pills,

but to force him to eat
all that stuff, too?

I mean, that is just cruel, man.

Wait. So what does this mean here?

Right, sorry, yeah,
it's the chemical compounds.

So, first, he fed Benny raw turmeric.

And kale, a lot of kale.

And then a boatload of spirulina.

But this all sounds like ingredients
for a smoothie.

-Yeah, smoothie of death.
-No, I mean the pills.

It could have been blended into a smoothie

like the one that Axara drinks.

It'd be a good way to disguise the taste.

You know what? I don't think
the manager is the killer.

Beard, it's a misery quotient.

It's a science, man.

After my divorce,
I went for the old Walter White.

Whatever you do, do not go full Hagrid.

Kenny Rogers tops.

Oh, hey.

A buddy of mine is here. He's
a real glass-half-full kind of guy.

He actually put me out
of a dark spot once.

-Hey.
-Hey.

Maybe he can help you out.

-Amenadiel.
-Pierce.

Or not. Since you guys

obviously already know each other,

how about I just give you
some time to catch up?

Yeah, I saw a food truck on the way in.

I'm just gonna grab myself a burger.

Poutine style.

It's a thing... Yeah, okay,
I'm gonna be back later.

I can't allow you to defy my father

or drive my brother into
one of your schemes

to remove your mark. This ends now.

Okay.

-Really?
-Yeah.

Look, I'm way ahead of you.

I got my hopes up,
thinking that Decker was the key.

And then Lucifer, but that's
what the Sinnerman thought.

Then I thought resurrecting Abel
could end my curse.

I made a mistake. I was wrong.

You see, here I am, alive and well.

Alive and miserable, actually.

So I'm done.

Finito.

I quit. You happy?

Yes.

Yes, because this means I did it.

I destroyed your alliance with Lucifer.

I prevented you from defying my father.

I passed my test.

If you passed your test,

why don't you have your wings back?

Well, maybe my test has multiple parts.

If so, that's okay. It's God's will.

-Right?
-How do you do that?

How do you stay so positive?

It's called faith, Pierce.

[chuckles]

See, I spent a lot of time
doubting myself,

and now I realize that it's about
the journey, not the destination.

How could you possibly have
any faith or hope

when you're in a loop
of endless suffering?

[music playing]

Bloody hell.

Isn't she supposed to be on lockdown?

-I'm calling Chloe.
-No, no, I mean...

No need to get the Detective involved.

I've got this.

Back up...

Go back upstairs. You're in danger.

Give me the microphone.

Give me the microphone.

Go on now. Go!

Give me the microphone!

[sighs]

See?

How could I ever leave this?

No one's ever gonna scare me
out of the spotlight.

Ever.

Try me. Come on.

You!

You were supposed to keep her safe.

No offense, darling,
but you're the one with a knife.

What's with the knife, Cece?
You're gonna hurt someone.

Does it even matter?

Two people are dead. You were shot at.

And you still won't stop.

Don't you see the danger you're in?

Again, am I the only one
who sees the irony here?

You said you would take
a break after the LA shows,

and then you added
Asia and Europe to the tour.

That's two more years.

So?

So that's two more years now
and then another two

and another two. When does it end?

Never. Hopefully.

I am tired of sharing you, Axara.

Remember high-school?

Before all of this.

It was just you and me,

singing along to Beyoncé.

Well you would sing, I would just
watch and eat cookie dough.

I want that.

You have to know by now.

I love you.

Love me?

My God, Cece, what did you do?

She was trying to protect you,

force you out of the spotlight
by any means necessary.

-Even murder.
-I didn't know what else to do.

You almost killed me.
How was that protecting me?

She was never trying to kill you.

What is she doing here?

Cece ran your social media. It was
easy for her to start an account

as you and access all your private texts.

So you knew about the choreography switch.

I just wanted to scare you.

I'm never gonna stop singing, Cece.

Not even for me?

My music means more to me than anything.

You have to know that by now.

Drop the knife, Cece. It's over.

[Cece] No.

-No!
-[Lucifer] No!

I just wanted her to be safe.

I know you did.

Well,

who's the heroic one now?

-What?
-Oh, my God! Lucifer, are you okay?

Why wouldn't I be okay?

Oh, God. Whatever you do,
don't pull it out!

-[all gasp]
-[Lucifer grunts]

[chuckles] Whoops.

What were you thinking,
tackling somebody with a knife?

It's not me
I was worried about, Detective.

Lucifer.

You see, it's like I was saying, Pierce.

You've got to have faith

because life can surprise you.

Now, if my brother, the Devil,
can have that...

Maybe I can, too.

Hey, look at you, buddy.

Seems like someone's feeling better.

Okay.

[Marcus] Hi.

Lieutenant.

Congratulations on another solve.

Thank you. Thanks, I appreciate that.

I'm just glad Axara is okay.

Well, I guess more than okay.
Her show's back on for tonight.

And she sent me two VIP tickets

-to say thank you.
-Well, you deserve them.

So who are you taking?

-Oh, I don't know. I just--
-I thought you'd never ask.

Oh.

Yeah.

Sure, yeah, why not?

-Great, I'll see you later.
-Okay.

[Lucifer] Morning, Detective.

What?

What? You sure you don't wanna
throw a surprise party

for the guy in evidence lockup?

[laughs]

Right. Yes, I suppose I deserve that.

No, no, I am back to status quo.

Since I realized ultimately

I can't control you,

or the world around you for that matter.

So there's no point trying to extinguish

the proverbial spotlight, is there?

I might just have to take
a knife to the chest

-every now and then.
-Right.

Hello.

Tickets for Axara's show tonight?

Excellent, right. What time
should I pick you up?

Um...

Well, it didn't seem

like you were that interested
in hanging out with me lately,

so Pierce and I are gonna go together.

Oh.

Right, no, of course. Of course.

Well,

have fun.

I've heard she's amazing live.

[Axara singing]

[vocalizing]

I think I've made a horrible mistake.

[theme music playing]