All language subtitles for Lucifer_S01E10_Pops.English (CC)

LUCIFER:
Previously on Lucifer...

So how do you afford
this place?
It's my mother's.

LUCIFER:
Your mother's Penelope Decker,

queen of '80s
cheeseball sci-fi?

You have to introduce me.

So you're the doctor.

You're just
as Lucifer described.

I like you.

CHLOE: Are we gonna talk
about what happened?

Our kiss.

It's kind of a big deal.

Chloe, I have a lot
on my mind.

DAN: What do you want
from me Malcolm?

MALCOLM: You're gonna
go into evidence

and borrow something for me.

Are we done?

Not by a long shot.

AMENADIEL:
Enjoying the life I gave you?

Do you want to go back?

Who do you want me to kill?

Lucifer Morningstar.

♪ Ah, ah, ah... ♪

You know, there's only one way
to pick the perfect strawberry.

Are you talking to me?

Yes, of course.
Why not?

Uh, most people think
it's just about the outside.

You know, the, uh,
shape and the color.

But they're
just like us.

Sneaky little devils,
hiding tasty secrets inside.

It's never the ones you expect.

But there's no way
of finding out

what deliciousness
is underneath

without giving it
a little taste.

Mmm.

Mmm.

You like that?

Oh... God!

Really?

You have to bring him up now?

I mean, we were
having a moment.

Uh...
CHLOE: Lucifer.

The hell are you doing?

Pardon me.

(stammering)

LUCIFER: Right,
so what have we got?

Well, this is an
interesting one.

Our victim's
a 60-year-old male.

Collapsed
in broad daylight.

No obvious injuries,
no sign of struggle.

And the interesting part is?
(clears throat)

This.

Based on the bloodshot eyes
and the closed throat,

looks like this guy
was poisoned.

No, no, no, no, no,
this is horrific.

Dead bodies don't
usually affect you.

You know who this is?
This is Chef Javier.

Javier Arias, yeah.

Owner of Sol De Javier.
Did you know him?

Well, only by his work.
I mean, this chap was, uh...

an artist in the kitchen.

He made the most exquisite
Mexican cuisine I've ever had.

And now...

(sighs)

It's okay.

I'll never taste
his perfect tamales again.

So this isn't about the man,
this is about your stomach.

This is about a crime
against good taste, Detective.

Well, someone definitely needs
to be punished for this.

According to the grocers,
he came here every morning

after having breakfast
at his restaurant.

M.E. says that
the poisoning happened

about 90 minutes
before he fell,

which puts him squarely
at the restaurant.

Well, you can't think
his own staff poisoned him.

I mean, the man was a visionary.

With a hell of a temper,
by all accounts.

Everyone at the
restaurant's a suspect.

We need to interview
all of his employees

and do a full sweep for toxins.

And find out whether
he wrote down his recipes.

♪ ♪

(indistinct radio chatter)

You smell that?

It's the last of Chef Javier's
brilliance gone forever.

I wonder if police recovered any
leftovers from his last meal.

Well, it was most
likely poisoned.

Ah, well, it's well
worth the risk.

Hi. So is this everyone
that works here?

Yeah, that's everybody.

You think one of us killed Pops?

"Pops"?

What, are you his daughter
or something?

Uh, no, that's what
we all called him.

We were like a family here.

Well, hold on, so everyone here
saw him as a father figure?

Oh, this is much more
interesting now.

Why is that?

Well, my dear detective,
this is patricide.

It's a tale
as old as time.

You know, Oedipus,
the Menendez brothers,

Voldemort.

Okay.

Yes.

I know after what happened
to Father Frank,

you're mad at, um...

You can say it.

...God.
My dad.

Sure.

I just don't want you
projecting onto this case.

There are so many reasons
to commit murder.

Don't let your, um, daddy issues
cloud your judgment.

No, no, no, I simply
understand what it's like

to want to escape the clutches
of a difficult father.

That's all.

Lucifer, not everything's
about your parents.

(scoffs)
Hey, Detective.

Yeah.

Your sister's here
to see you.

Oh, no, no. I don't...
I don't have a sister.

So it can't...

Oh, no.

Hi, sweetie,
guess who's back.

Oh, what a pleasant surprise.

Detective, you never told me
you had such a radiant sister.

It's 'cause I don't.

And who is this handsome devil?

No way.

Mom, this is Lucifer.
Lucifer, Mom.

Sorry, I'm a bit
speechless, I...

Penelope Decker?

Well...

As I live
and breathe?

The Vampire Queen?

Yeah.
(laughs)

Wow, are you a real vampire?

'Cause you certainly
don't look old enough

to have a daughter this age.
(laughs)

How old are you, Detective?

Honey, your new friend
is just delicious.

Oh, stop.

Mom, what are you doing here?

Oh, well, you know
how exhausting

those convention circuits
can be.

I just wanted to get home.

Mom, I mean here, at my job.

(gasps) Oh, well, you weren't
answering your phone...

Uh, yep.
so I called someone
at the department.

I can be very persuasive.

Oh, you clever little minx.

Besides, it's all
over the news.

Poor Javier.

Such a wonderful chef.

A woman of refined taste
as well.

(laughing):
I mean...

What happened to you?

So you think one of these people
might have done it?

Mom, can we talk
about this later?

Well, sure.

What about
a family dinner tonight?

CHLOE:
Family dinner?

That's right, it's been ages.

Age...? We never had...

And, Lucifer, you have to come.

No, that's really not necessary.
LUCIFER: I'd love to.

PENELOPE:
Oh, great!

Well, then I'll see you both

tonight.

I love you, pumpkin.

Love you.
(chuckles)
Ooh!

Mama Decker.

(sighs) Okay.
Mmm.

Hey.
Hmm?

Crime scene?

Oh. Yes, of course.

Right, well,
where do we begin?

Well, we know
it was poison,

we know it was here,

so we have to go through
anyone and everyone

that could have had their hands

on Javier's last meal.

That's chefs,
servers, bussers.

Even the dishwasher
could have done it.

Oh, so many people,

so many reasons
to kill Pops.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

WOMAN:
I loved him.

Pops was like a father to me.

He was such a nice man.

Except when you
made a mistake.

WOMAN 2:
That's right.

Then he got upset,
and he threw things.

He threw things... a lot.

Where were you
this morning?
Here.

I'm always here.

Pops worked me to the bone.

A taskmaster, was he?

No matter what you gave him,
it wasn't enough?

It wasn't.

And I gave him a lot.

Ah, to the bone, indeed.

Did you have
any altercations with Pops?

Sure.
All the time.

Nothing I did was
ever good enough for Pops.

And it never would be, would it?

Which is why he left you with
no choice but to take matters

into your own hands.

He was like a father to me.

He was like a father to me...

He was like a father to me.

And how was he to everyone else?

Tough, but, ultimately,
he was fair.

Uh, he cared about his people.

He was...

"Like a father to you."

Yes, we've heard
that one before.

He was my father.

This is Javier's son, Junior.

I don't work
here anymore.

I-I've been away a while.

I came over as soon
as I got the call.

(chuckles)

I still can't believe
he's gone, man.

Wayward son, are you?

Yeah, you could say that.

You and your father
had a strained relationship?

It's... it's complicated.

You know, I feel like
the only thing

that made him happy
was this place.

So let me guess, you tried
to follow in his footsteps?

Yeah, I trained as a chef, yeah.

And Dad was domineering,
acted like a god in the kitchen?

Lucifer.

You have no idea.

Oh, you'd be surprised.

I was never gonna live up
to him, so I just, I...

Rejected everything
he stood for.

Yeah.

I gave up cooking,
I hit the road...

Which is why I'm curious
about your return.

Was there something that you
wanted to do when you came back?

Uh, I don't know, like...

Oh, come now.

The prodigal son returns
to his overbearing father.

What could you possibly desire?

I wanted...

Yes?

...to have one more meal
with my dad.

(Chloe clears throat)

(sighs) So you just got
into town last night?

Yeah, I-I met Dad here
for breakfast.

Did you notice anything strange
about him or the meal?

Anything?

Dad had them bring
out our usual.

(chuckles) We were actually
getting along for once.

Uh, after we
finished eating,

Dad left to do his pickup
at the market.

We were supposed to
meet up later tonight.

Said he had something
he wanted to tell me, but...

So now that Dad's gone,

I'm guessing
the restaurant goes to you?

No, I don't...
I don't deserve this place.

Dad knew that.

(chuckles)

Well, stay in town.

We may have more
questions for you.

LUCIFER:
Well.

Isn't that
a coincidence?

Boy returns home,

and, conveniently,
his pops drops the next day?

(sighs)
Lucky bastard.

Maybe.

Or maybe this is about
something more than anger,

which they all had,

but if Junior isn't inheriting
the restaurant, then who is?

LINDA: Well, I'm glad
you decided to come here,

but I'm not sure
this is appropriate.

Why?

Well, Lucifer's your boss
and a client of mine.

I can recommend you
to someone else.

No, I like you.

Look, you helped Lucifer,
and I need you to help me.

(sighs)

What seems to be the problem?

(sighs)

I'm stuck in a place
I don't belong,

and I'm not going
anywhere anytime soon.

I need to figure out

how to be more...

...normal.

So...

"So" what?

Tell me what to do.

Well, that's not how this works.

Do I need to sleep with you too?

What?

Is that it?

Uh, no.

No, I'm good.

I'm good.

Really, I'm good.

What I can give you...

is my advice.

So... if we want to feel more
connected to our environment,

sometimes it's helpful

if we actively embrace it
and those around you.

That still sounds like sex.

Okay. I meant, uh, engage in

caring and meaningful
relationships.

Making friends.

Forget it.

This was a mistake.

Mazikeen.

Wait. If you could...

What just happened?

♪ ♪

Something on
your mind, partner?

What's the gun for,
Malcolm?

Oh, you mean that gun
you stole for me?

That gun?

I was wondering when you'd ask.

You know what?

I'm done playing
your stupid games.

You want to tell everyone
I shot you,

you go right ahead.

But I'm gonna put an end
to whatever you're planning.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey, chill, Dan.

God, you went from
zero to 100 so fast.

The way I see it,

I'm doing you a favor.

(chuckles) A favor?

Another man spends
so much time with my wife,

I sure wouldn't like it.

Especially knowing
this guy's so dangerous.

You want to kill Lucifer?

Why?

If I told you,

I promise,

you wouldn't believe me.

But before you go

growing any more balls,
remember this...

(sighs)

You thinking about
taking another shot at me,

try to take me down?

Don't miss.

So you're Anne Martin,
the sous chef.

You're Javier's
number two?

ANNE:
I mean, I guess I was.

I mean, I-I can't believe it.

I... I just saw Pops
this morning, he was fine.

And you cooked his last
meal, is that right?
So?

You know how many people had
their hands on that plate?

Well, this is
your kitchen, Anne.

When Pops isn't here,
you run the show.

And from what I understand,

you're not someone
to be messed with, so...

you really think someone's
gonna go behind your back?

I can't control what they do.

Who knows what kind
of psychos we have?

Well, are any of these psychos

set to inherit the restaurant,
like you are?

I spoke to his estate attorney.

It's no secret Javier
was grooming me to take over.

He was my mentor.

Well, of all the reasons
to kill your father figure,

greed is truly the ugliest.

You think I killed Pops
to speed up my inheritance?

I would never do
anything to hurt him.

He taught me everything.

He meant the world to me.
(phone buzzing)

LUCIFER:
Well...

If you didn't wish
your dear old "Pops" ill,

what did you wish?

To surpass him.

Ah! So the student

becomes the master, eh?

What? No! It's not like that.

CHLOE: Preliminary tox
screen came in.

The poison used to kill
Javier was mercury.

Oh.

So you cracked open
a few thermometers

over brunch, did you?

Not the trick I'd use,
but clearly effective.

There was something else
in his system, too.

Can I see the inside
of your arms?

Why?

Track marks.

Ah, so there was heroin as well?

Generous killer, aren't you?

Wanted to give him
a little high on the way out?

This is crazy. No.
If you...

if it's heroin,
you should talk to...

I'm sorry.

Don't worry.

I tend to have a rather
striking effect on women.

Come on.

Just let it all out.

Oh!

Okay.

Someone call an ambulance!

Well, I've never had
that effect.

Do you still think
she's a suspect?

We can arrest her now,
if you'd like.

You know, once she's done
getting her stomach pumped.

What I want to know is...

did she ingest the same thing
as Javier by mistake?

Or was she poisoned, too?

Why did she survive?

Well, perhaps the killer simply
ran out of thermometers.

Who would have a bone to pick

with Javier and his number two?

Oh, I don't know.

Perhaps someone who was
kicked out of the family biz?

You mean Junior.

Well, he seemed like a very
troubled young man to me.

Yeah.

It's almost as if
his dad just died.

Oh, and look who decided
to grace us with his douchedom.

Daniel...

Hey. Did you
find something?

A Naomi Austen.

She worked as a hostess here
last year till she was fired.

She has two arrests
for heroin possession

over the last
year alone.

Poor girl doesn't learn
her lesson, does she?

Naomi Austen.

That name sounds familiar.

Oh, okay.

So one of the cooks said that
she showed up two days ago,

and was yelling
at Javier and Anne, so...

I'll see if her P.O.
has an address.

It's already in the file.

Look at you two,
like Cagney and Lacey.

You don't care
who you piss off, do you?

Not in the slightest, no.

(under breath):
Oh, my God.

Oh, wait!

Um, Dan. Um...

So, uh, if you don't
have plans tonight,

my mom is having
this family dinner...

And you could really
use a buffer.

Yeah.

Sure. Send me the details.

All right.

LUCIFER:
Detective...

do you mind if we make
a stop on the way?

I mean, this shirt's
more of a loaner, really.

(buzzing)

(Chloe sighs)

Still no answer.

OJ... spoons, foil.

Looks like a junkie...

What do you think you're doing?

Well, I found something
far more interesting.

We don't have a warrant.

We don't have time
for warrants, Detective!

Look. Junior was here.

Junior was staying here?

He and Naomi must be close.

Yeah, well, they probably
chased the dragon together

after Junior killed his dad

and then sat and looked
at the twinkly lights.

Why have they still got
their Christmas tree up?

We don't know what happened.

Well, maybe something in here
will help clear that up.

Right. Uh...

Board shorts.

Don't know what more proof
you need that he's deranged.

We're not supposed
to be in here.

Oh, come on.

(sighs)

So let's just
search the place fast.

Oh! Well, well.

Lead the way, Detective.

All right.

(couple moaning in pleasure,
bed springs squeaking)

Oh... I... can...

can you hear that?

Yeah. And since when
has that bothered you?

WOMAN:
Oh, God!

And dear old Dad strikes again.

I mean...
(giggles)

It's not funny.
It's kind of funny.

Well, that's easy
for you to say.

You're not the one
being taunted, are you?

"Oh, God" this!
"Oh, God" that!

He's popping up everywhere
and spoiling my favorite things!

I'd really hate
to be in your head.

Well, why would
you understand?

Your mother's
absolutely delightful.

Oh, of course you think she is.

Oh...

Do I detect some angst?

She's like a child.

Oh, and I bet
it drove you crazy.
Yeah.

All she wanted was to doll me up
and take me to auditions.

Would make anyone mad with rage.

She made everything about her.

So you could just murder her!

Sure.

But I didn't.

And you're still not proving
your point about Junior.

(sighs)

Fair enough.

So how did you handle it,
anyway?

You know, besides taking
your anger out on criminals?

I don't know.

I guess I just
always tried to

focus on something else.

This is...

weird.

Well! That painting

just became far more valuable.

(door opens)
Oh.

Hello, Naomi.

Who the hell are you?

Heroin inspector.

I'm afraid your spoons

aren't up to standard, so...

Hold on.

We have some
questions for you.

NAOMI:
You think I killed Javier?

Well, I don't.
But she definitely does.

But she thought it was
the sous chef before,

so don't take it personally.

(Chloe clears throat)

The poison that killed Javier
was laced with heroin.

We know you use and
we know that you had a fight

with Javier and Anne Martin
two days ago.

Okay, I admit,

I went to see Pops
a few days ago,

'cause Junior
called me to tell me

he was coming back home.

I just wanted
to make peace with his dad.

Make peace? Why?

Because he didn't
want us together.

So you're dating Junior.
We were.

A year ago,
before he left.

And I thought, maybe,
when he came back...

But Pops never approved.

Well, I can't see
why they're not fans

of your whole
Kurt and Courtney vibe.

I tried to tell him that Junior
got clean on his travels,

but it didn't matter.

Javier said
he would never support us.

I got upset.

What happened
with you at breakfast?

Nothing.

I wasn't even at breakfast.

Junior wanted
to see his dad alone.

I went to see my sponsor.

I've been having
a tough time of it lately.

All right.

Until we can confirm that,

we need you to come
down to the station.

Why, pray tell,

did Junior want to see
his dad alone?

He just said that he wanted
to make it right.

That all he
needed to do

was confront his father
and settle things.

(laughs)
Hmm.

You don't think that...

He killed him?

Junior told us he wanted to have
one more meal with his dad.

It seems he did--

a rather final one.

Do you know
where he is?

I haven't talked to him
since this morning.

CHLOE:
APB on Junior's out.

We're trying to ping
his cell.

I'm glad we're finally
on the same page.

You know, ever since
we met this kid,

you've had it
in for him. Why?

Guess he's a bird of a feather.

Someone who had a shadow
cast over him his entire life.

Whereas I could never
escape from under mine...

he could.

I wonder how that feels.

(phone rings)

Decker.

No.
No, you did the right thing.

I'm on my way.
Did they find Junior?

No. I gotta go.
But we've a killer to catch!

And we will.
This is an emergency.

(knocking)
Detective!

Come on!

Oh...

(tires squealing)

You've got to stop doing that!

(sighs)

Oh, no.

Nana says we're gonna
be in a movie!

(scoffs)

CHLOE:
No, no, no.

So the babysitter called

and said that
you let her off early.

Yeah, 'cause we didn't
need her anymore.

We were just on our way

to our first audition.

Ooh, isn't that a thrill?

You didn't think
to ask me about that?

What do you mean,
"our" audition?

I am up for a new role,

and I thought it would be good

to play off
of somebody.

Oh, okay.

Can I talk to you
for a sec?

So you thought
it'd be a good idea

to use Trixie
as a prop?

A co-star.

Everyone's gotta
start somewhere.

And isn't she the cutest little
lounge singer you've ever seen?

She looks ridiculous.

How can you exploit your family
for your next acting job?

You know, for someone
who hated acting,

you sure know
how to be dramatic.

You can't do this.

You can't push Trixie into this

the way that you pushed me.

You can't walk in here--

Like I own the place?

The place
you're living in

rent free?

You asked me to stay here.

You have no right to take her--

Where is she?

She was just here.

Trixie?

Trix?

Trixie?

Trixie!

She's gone.

I've called her friends,
I've called our neighbors.

No one has heard from her. No.

All right, I'll call you
if I hear anything.

Dan hasn't heard from her.

Take a breath, Chloe.

She's a smart girl--
where would she go?

I don't know.

She left and--
(phone chimes)

What?

What is it?

She ordered a ride
from my Uber account.

Where'd she go?

♪ ♪

♪ Caught like a deer
in the headlights... ♪

Is Lucifer here?

♪ Don't know where to go ♪

♪ Everybody sees
right through me... ♪

Who are you supposed to be?

I'm Trixie, his friend.

His friends get
worse and worse.

Hate to break it to you,
but he's not here.

That's okay.

I'll wait.

♪ Don't you understand ♪

♪ All I ever wanted was
to be part of your plan ♪

♪ People, oh, people,
I thought you all should know ♪

♪ Swallowed all your medicine ♪

♪ Your Zoloft and your blow... ♪

So, what do you want
with Lucifer?

He cheers me up.

I hate it when people
fight over me.

What people?

My mom and dad

used to a lot.

But this time it was Mom

fighting with Nana
about how I look.

Which one wants you to look
like an old drag queen?

My grandma, I guess.

They're fighting over what they
want me to be when I grow up.

What do you want to be?

I want to be
the first president of Mars.

Or a zookeeper.

Mm-hmm.

I used to be a zookeeper.

In a way.

Really? That's so cool.

♪ I thought you should know... ♪

Is this a Shirley Temple?

♪ Don't you understand
all I ever wanted... ♪

Sure.

♪ People, oh, people... ♪

CHLOE:
Trixie!

Thank God you're okay.

What were you thinking,
running away like that?

I wanted to see Lucifer.

But he wasn't here.

So I made a new friend.

What's your name?

Mazikeen.

But you can call me Maze.

(sighs) Thank you, Maze.

I didn't say you could.

Right.

♪ All I ever wanted was ♪

♪ To be part of your plan,
oh, oh, oh, oh. ♪

LUCIFER:
How does it feel?

You know, to finally be free.

I mean, you're about
to be arrested.

But, uh, at least
you're free of him.

What are you talking about?

Your father!

You killed him.
Tell me all about it.

I mean, is the air
a little sweeter?

Is the sun a little brighter?

I didn't kill my dad, man.

Oh, come on--
why return to dispose

of the murder weapon then?

The heroin.

Sorry, it's all gone.

Police took it away for testing.

Well, (chuckles) most of it.

"Heroin"?

No, I

came for this.

Ah-ah-ah-ah

Careful, Junior, you don't
who you're playing with.

What?

No.

(sighs)

My dad gave me this knife.

It's all I have left
from him.

You're not relieved
he's gone at all.

Why would I be relieved?

Because he was judgmental
and cruel,

and he tried to force you
into being someone you're not.

And he's gone now.

So you can finally
be your own man.

Oh, dear.

You didn't kill him, did you?

Of course not.

(sighs)

So, are you gonna
arrest me or what?

Hi, Trixie!

I'm so glad you're back.

Listen, Nana needs
to explain something--

Mom, let's just
have dinner, okay?
(knocks)

Hey, hey, hey.
Dan!

What a pleasant surprise.

And you brought dessert.
Of course.

So thoughtful as always.

So good to see you, Penny.

Something smells amazing.

Mmm.
Yeah, Mom.

Where'd you buy
this nice home-cooked meal?

Oh, there's no take-out tonight.

Lucifer

has provided the meal.

Wait.

Lucifer's here?

He and his friend
have been here a while.

His friend?
LUCIFER:
Ah!

Detective!
Just in time.

Uh, you remember Junior?

Of course.

Just wait until
you taste his molé.

It is to die for.

TRIXIE: Lucifer!
LUCIFER:
Oh, get back!

Okay, monkey, surprise.

You get to eat chocolate cake
in bed tonight.

Why?

Does it matter?

Nope.

Junior, if you wouldn't mind.

(clears throat)

Yes?
So you brought

a guy who's suspected
of murder by poisoning

to cook for my family?

Well, if you arrest him,

he's just going
to lawyer up, isn't he?

So why not have a nice meal

whilst you get
all the answers you need, hmm?

I'm certain he'll open up.

Why is that?

Because I convinced him
you'd hear him out.

After all, he's innocent.

Oh, you think he's innocent now?

Come on, Detective.

If you're not satisfied
with his answers,

you can always
arrest him afterwards.

JUNIOR:
I stopped eating meat

while backpacking
through India,

so I had to get creative
with my dishes.

This is my vegetarian take

on Oaxacan molé with a tart,

vegan crème fraîche.

Sounds so exotic.
Lovely.

I cannot wait to dig in.

Mom, don't eat that!
Why not?

She's worried
it might be poisoned.

You are?
Oh, that's right.

Let's catch you up, shall we?
Um, I brought

Junior here tonight

because Detective Decker
believes

that he killed his father.

You do?
What are you doing, man?

But I believe he was after
something far more foolish.

Reconciliation.

JUNIOR:
That's right.

I didn't kill my dad.

Do you have proof?

Just my word.

Well, we might need
something more than that.

Oh, come on, Detective,
you said yourself

you may want to kill your
mother, but you don't do it.

Oh, so you want to kill me now?
Just because I put makeup

on your daughter?
No, because she thinks thinks
you're a child and forced her

to grow up too quickly.

Am I wrong?

You're way out line, man.

There he goes leaping
to her defense again.

You know,
perhaps you two are closer

to getting back together
than I thought.

You are?
No, we haven't decided.

Things are moving
that way.

We just had the one kiss.

So you're kissing now?
Right.

Maybe that explains
why you won't have sex with me.

I'm sorry, what?

No.

You're juggling

both these handsome gentlemen?

I'm not juggling anything.

Well, trust me, honey,
you better do something,

'cause you're not
getting any younger.

However, what do I know?
Because I'm just a child.

If you don't like it, why don't
you stop acting like one?

(laughing)

You guys sound
just like me and my dad.

We used to fight all the time
over the dumbest stuff.

That's why I left.

But no matter what I did,
I couldn't get away.

You know,
'cause every time

I cooked a meal
or I looked in the mirror,

there he was staring back at me.

That's a tad bit creepy.

Because he's a part of me, man.

You know, he may have
pushed too hard,

and-and-and tried to make me
something that I'm not,

but in the end,
it made me the man I am.

And I'm proud
of who I've become.

Yeah, I came back home

so I could tell him
that I was clean.

And I want to be a chef again.

And this meal?

was what I was gonna make
for him to prove it.

Well, it looks

very good.

I didn't kill my dad.

All right, so either
arrest me or let me go.

Well, we are gonna
need you to come downtown,

and make a statement.

DAN:
Please.

Let me-- I'm happy to have
an excuse to leave.

Dan...

Don't go.

I wanted one reason
to stick up for you.

Just one.
Let's go, pal.

Well...

I have suddenly
lost my appetite.

(sighs)

Absolutely.

I hope you're happy.

No, actually,
I'm extremely disappointed.

Because you ruined dinner?
No.

Because Junior's answer
was spectacularly unhelpful.

He didn't escape his father
because he turned into him.

I mean, that doesn't
apply to me at all!

(sighs)

(clears throat)

So I cleaned up.

The food, I mean.

It wasn't quite the same
as Chef Javier's.

But I have to admit,
the boy can cook, so...

I see you're still
working the case.

You were right.

Junior's innocent.

Well, glad you learned
something at dinner.

No, the lab called.

The heroin that
we found at Naomi's

doesn't match the kind
that killed Javier.

So if Junior didn't
kill his dad,

why use heroin?

To frame him, maybe?

Yeah.

I thought about that, too.

But the only person with motive
got poisoned herself.

Unless she knew exactly
how much to give herself.

Creating all
the gruesome symptoms,

but without the finale,
yeah...

But the restaurant
was hers,

so why would she do it?

I don't know, maybe Pops
had a change of heart.

Decided to bring Junior
back into the fold

after he found out he'd changed
and was coming home?

Yeah, this is Detective Decker.

I'm calling about a patient,
Anne Martin.

Yeah.

An hour ago?

Yeah, thanks.

Guess who checked out
against orders.

Well, I wonder where
our lovely sous-chef's

headed in such a hurry.

(chuckles)

LUCIFER:
Bravo.

That's a brilliant
hiding place.

No wonder the police
couldn't find it earlier.

What are you doing here?

Well, we'd ask you
the same question,

but we already know
you're destroying evidence.

Because you killed Javier.

I told you, I would never do
anything to hurt Javier.

You seem genuinely upset.

Like you didn't want
Javier to die.

You humans are quite
the paradox, aren't you?

You're always killing
your loved ones and...

Unless the poison
wasn't meant for him.

You meant to kill Junior,
didn't you?

What?

Oh.

Hence the drugs.

He'd die
a grisly death,

and we'd assume
he simply got a bad fix.

Oh, that is very clever.

Except you didn't realize
that Junior changed

while he was away--
he stopped eating meat.

LUCIFER: Which is why
his father ate his food,

and you killed the man you love.

Ooh, a cruel twist of fate.

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

So when we test that powder in
your hand, you're telling me

it's not gonna match the
poison that killed Javier?

That ungrateful kid did not
deserve this place.

He was given everything,
and he threw it all away.

But it didn't matter.

'Cause he was still
the favorite.

Because he was worthy
of his father's love.

And he had a chance at
redemption until you ruined it.

Are you okay?

This place can't
possibly be up to code.

We've got to get out of here.

Damn it,
there's nowhere to go.

Oh, no, no, no, no,
this is not how it goes down,

not by a long shot, Dad.

Lucifer,
if you have any ideas...

...now's the time.

CHLOE:
You can put me down.

LUCIFER:
Right.

Happy now?

(Lucifer scoffs)

The Devil gets burned by fire.

Could this be any more ironic?

(chuckles)
Ah.

Does my pain amuse you,
Detective?

A little bit.

And so does this.

(laughs)

You little rascal.

(indistinct radio transmission)

LUCIFER:
Nice and tight.

Ah. Oh, thank you.

Anne was arrested
a few blocks away,

so she'll be eating prison slop
for a long time to come.

Ah, her own personal
hell indeed.

Thank you. For getting me out.

Well, couldn't exactly rush
out of there alone.

How would that look?
(chuckles)

That's it?

No "thanks for saving me first"?

Is that what happened?

It's funny,
it's all so fuzzy now.

Must be the third-degree burns.

(chuckles)

Can't believe it's gone.

We found out what your dad
never got to tell you.

He was gonna leave you
the restaurant all along.

If you even want it.

I think I do.

And maybe I could rebuild it.

You know, make it my own.

(knocking at door)

Uh, hang on, just a second.

Maze.

I'm surprised you came back.

I made a friend today.

That's fantastic news.

Who?

An eight-year-old girl
who wandered into the bar.

Well...

That's a start.

Perhaps the next one can be
of legal drinking age.

Yeah, I was thinking
the same thing.

Yeah.

So are you... busy tonight?

♪ Now I don't even know ♪

♪ Oh, I don't even know... ♪

What happened to you?

Oh, it's, uh...

it's been kind of
a rough night.

So I could use a drink.

Here.

What are you...
what are you doing up?

I have an early flight.

And I didn't want to leave
without saying good-bye.

But you just got home.

Look, I know

I haven't always been
the easiest mom.

I could be pushy.

Overbearing.

I am sorry

that you felt that you
always had to be the adult.

All I ever wanted was
for you to be happy.

I know.

And sometimes I think
you could just take a leap.

Hmm.

(chuckles)

Good night, pumpkin.

Good night.

♪ Yeah, we can go slow ♪

♪ Whoa ♪

What's up, partner?

It's awfully late to be
calling a meet, huh?

You were right.

Lucifer Morningstar
is insane and dangerous.

And he deserves
everything he gets.

Well, that works out perfectly.

(chuckles)

But I can't let you kill him.

Come on, man.

I mean, we talked
about this.

You know, I go down,
you go down.

Then I go down.

It's too bad.

(handcuffs clicking)
I mean,

I thought we had something
really special going.

Go to hell. Come on.

(chuckles)

(grunting)

(laughing)

Go to sleep.

There you go.

(phone chimes)

Don't worry.

I'll answer for you.

♪ Love will find a way ♪

♪ I won't let ♪

♪ This thunderhearts
ever break ♪
(elevator bell dings)

♪ I won't be the same... ♪

Detective?

This is unexpected.

You said the door's always open,

and I'm walking
through it.

Mmm.

Right, well, I was just on my
way out to meet the Brittanys,

but... I suppose they
can occupy each other.

Great.

Then have a seat.

Yes. Has something happened--

I'm guessing by the looks
of it-- with Dan perhaps?

Mmm.

You mean Detective Douche?

(laughs) Yes, well, of course
that's what I mean,

but the bigger question here
is: why do you mean that?

We weren't even back together,

and he ended it with me tonight.

With a text.

I mean, what,
are we in high school?

Well, we're certainly
drinking like we are.

Why don't you have
a seat over here

and tell me all about it, hmm?

I just feel like an idiot.

I can't believe that I would
let myself care for him again.

I mean, why?

So I get hurt?

Um, no, because
you're a kind person

who puts the needs
of others before your own.

It's a horrible irony
that my father invented.

But you don't do that.

You just take what you want.

Since the beginning of time.

That's nice.

(both chuckle)

Uh...

What's happening?

It would seem
that I'm saying no.

But you've been trying to
get me into bed since day one.

Why are you saying no?

Well, frankly, my dear,
I'm as baffled as you are.

I mean, usually
I'd leap at the chance

to fulfill my carnal desire,
but...

(sighs) for some reason,
I can't.

What am I doing?

Why am I here, drunk,
throwing myself at you?

This is so sad.

Well, it happens
to the best, I promise.

But not to me.

I don't do this.

This is something...

my mom would do.

(chuckles)

Come here.

We don't all turn
into our parents, Detective.

(laughing):
I mean, look at me.

I don't think I've ever been
the son that He wants me to be.

I, uh....
(snoring)

Oh, God.

♪ Amen... ♪