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- Previously on Lucifer...
- But I didn't

leave Hell to be a bartender.

You exist to protect me.

Whatever the danger,

I'll be there to stop it.

Now that we are stuck here,

I need to figure out
where I fit in.

I got paid.

As a bounty hunter.

I need you to help me.

I'd have Maze do it,
but she's off bounty hunting.

Demons don't have a soul.

If I die, I just... die.

Ah.

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

Ah, that she does.

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.

I 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?
- Mm-hmm.

- How'd you pull that off?
- Let me guess. Blackmail.

No. Promise of a threesome.

Drink coupon to Lux.

Coupon?

Maze, this isn't
some sort of student disco.

- No one in their right mind...
- I have a coupon

for a free margarita.

Oh.

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 down.

Like I wish
this spinning room would.

The room's not spinning, is it?

- No.
- No.

No. Okay.

Oh, 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.

Sure the doctor will 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'll never forget...

Excuse me.

Is this your office?

Nope.

Uh, 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, uh...

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.

What are you, an old
girlfriend or something?

I'm Mazikeen Smith.

Oh.

You're that bounty hunter
that works with Homicide.

Impressive record.

This says that Rivers
was in a small town in Canada

a couple weeks ago.

Yeah, he's been moving around
for the last couple 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.

Oh, does he know kung fu?

Uh...

I don't think so.

Mm. Too bad.

You were getting me excited.

Don't.

Don't underestimate him.

All 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?

Uh, h-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, this is not

- cold-weather clothing.
- Yeah.

You know it's winter
there, right?

What's this? Is this
your cold-weather gear?

No, that's my whips and knives.

Uh...

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 Miss 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.

Help!

Hey, give me my coat!

Hey! Come back here! Help!

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that sounds like her.

Thanks.

Hey, hey, hey.

Someone's ready
for their vacation.

Ah, 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 '80s?

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.

- Good.
- 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'll 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 weeks.

- I'm out.
- Have fun!

Ooh, goody.

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, uh, "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's 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...

Okeydokey, 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 chitchatter,
are you?

Do you know him?

Hmm.

"Hmm" you know him or not?

Gosh, I'm sorry.

I-I couldn't tell you
either way.

We pride ourselves
on our discretion.

And Flapjack Fridays.

Uh, 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?
- That a band?

How about I break your fingers?

Oh, no.
If you did that,

I wouldn't be able to give
my wife her back rubs.

Though I suppose I could use
the old elbows in a pinch.

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

Oh, more than anything.

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

What-what are you doing?

You're a good husband.

Um...

A faithful...

Oh.

- ...husband.
- Uh...

How sweet.

I would hate

for anything...

to get in the way of that.

This... th-this is
not nice at all. No.

L-Lady, please don't.
Please don't take a photo.

Oh, no.

Now there's proof.

No, there's no proof.
Th-There's nothing happening.

Tell your wife that, hmm?

I'm sure she'll agree.

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

He-He's in Whistler with some
rich lady named Beauregard.

Now-now please get off my lap.

You are one terrible...
"B," lady.

You're not so bad
yourself, Norm.

That's the spot.

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

You are finding
every single place I hurt.

It's what I do.

Roll over.

So...

tell me more about this guy
you're seeing.

- Oh.
- 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.

He doesn't want
anyone to know.

He's so humble.

- Mm.
- Finally, I have 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 gonna take me
to his castle this weekend.

Ooh.

How amazing is that?

Oh, I can't wait.

Um, is it normal
for you to massage my boobs?

I can stop if you want.

Didn't say that.

Uh, Athena Burns?

I'm 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.

Hmm, 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'll be a fun lawsuit.

Nope, no wiretapping.

We've just been tracking him
through a friend.

More stalking,
if you ask me.

I noticed that
wherever he's been,

there's a corresponding
phone call to your office.

Look, I want
to 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. Well, 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.

- Well...
- Oh, no, she definitely has the strength for it, doesn't she?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, I mean...

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

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

- Mm.
- Maybe we could 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.

Mm-hmm.

But...

- Mm.
- Marvelous.

So, tell me, Ms. Burns,

why is his safety
so important to you, eh?

Hmm?

I... 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 zou
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.

Whiskey, splash of water.

Right away.

And for the lady?

We don't have time for a drink.

Well, there's always
time for a drink.

Make mine a double.

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.

Oh, 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.

Oh, well, I knew
it would happen eventually.

Always wondered who'd get me.

I got to 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 towards
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.

Ah, 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 fight.

Please... fight.

You're right.

Time to go.

Oh, wait.

There's a problem.

How are you gonna get
out of those cuffs?

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?

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

Mm. 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?

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.

Oh, 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'll 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.

Nice place.

Wish you had
some rock and roll, though.

Well, I'll
tell you what.

I'll run down to the store,
pick up a couple records,

- be right back.
- Stay.

There's always time
for a drink.

Wha...?

Come on.
Didn't we do this already?

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

That's a new one.

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

Mm, I really do.

Okay.

Play time's over.

I don't think so.

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.

I don't care.

Yeah, well, you should.

'Cause Herrera's
gonna betray you next.

Lieutenant Herrera?

- And you must be Detective Decker.
- Uh, yes.

- Pleasure.
- Pleasure.

I know what this is about,
and I-I didn't mean

to stick my nose
in another cop's case.

Wait, wait.
You think I'm mad?

Are you kidding me?

You got me a new lead.

I'm here to thank you.

Oh.

Uh, you know,

but now that you
cracked it open...

- Mm-hmm?
- ...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.

Room service.

Never run on an empty stomach.

Say one word
and I'll break your arm.

Ah! Okay, all right.

Whatever you say.
We're just a happy couple.

Mr. and Mrs.
Mazikeen Smith.

I've seen you before.

Hi.

All right.

Come on, Maze, pick up.
Pick up.

Huh, not a good time, Decker.

Hey, it's me again.

I-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.

All right, we got to get
the hell out of here.

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

Oh, I'm not waiting.

Seriously? Knives
to a gunfight?

What the hell was that suppo...

Ow.

And you're welcome.

See?

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

Come on.

Well, define
"saved," exactly.

I've never seen
the detective quite like it.

She's afraid that
Maze will get bamboozled

into helping
this handsome con man.

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. Apologies. One sec.

Uh, I-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 the fellow?
Well done.

No, I didn't shoot him.

Some psycho from
room service did.

Well, so much for
Canadian hospitality.

Look, I don't have time
to explain, okay?

How do I stop this human
from dying?

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?

Whoa. Okay, okay, okay, okay.

First things first,

did the bullet go
all the way through?

I don't know.

Ow! What are you doing?!

Get... Stop it!

Get... Will you s...

Oh, no, it's
still in there.

- Good.
- Okay, all right.

Well, in order to
stop the bleeding,

you're going to have
to remove the bullet

- and stitch up the wound.
- Oh.

Oh, 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 one piece.

Just tell me what to do,
Doc.

Uh, okay.

Uh, find the hotel sewing kit.

You can stitch him up
with that, and you'll need

alcohol for the wound.

What?

Well, you're not
that handsome.

That's helpful. Thank you.

You're welcome.

Got everything.

What...

Next.

Well, you'll have to...

fish out the bullet.

Oh, you know what, I've grown
kind of attached to it.

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

And if you have
any sedatives,

I highly recommend
he takes them.

You got any drugs?

- What?
- Too bad.

Sorry.

You know, I-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 Miss Alien.

Nothing weird happened,
if that's what you're wondering.

I-I wasn't.

But thank you.

Oh.

Oh, my head hurts.

Yeah, pre-surgical knockout.

Least I got
the bullet out, though.

Oh.

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.

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...

- With the lieutenant?
- Yeah.

Uh-huh. How'd 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.

- I know.
- 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?

'Cause 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 a cake.

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, uh, I'm
surprised you actually agreed.

It...

shows growth.

It's healthy.

Nice.

Uh, yeah, this is
Detective Espinoza

from the Los Angeles
Police Department.

I need to report a fugitive.

Yeah. Uh, 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,

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?

I mean, where did
he escape from, Shawshank?

- Did he crawl through a mile of sh...
- 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.

Do 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.

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 con man so I can
freely punch him in his smug,

mildly handsome face.

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.

Uh...

How many times
did you see him fire, exactly?

Oh. Uh, it was a few years ago.

Hard to remember now.

Oh, come now, Peter.

Think about it. I mean,
a rotten apple like Rivers

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

Lucifer.
How many's in a clip? 12?

- 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.

Oh. Uh...

You know, I...

By... I assume by "back,"
you meant, like...

the opposite.

Oh, so you're just telling us

what you think
we want to 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.

Oh, well,
thanks for bringing backup.

More fun for me.

Oh, and he's cute, too.

Bonus.

Kill her first.

Oh, crap.

Well, well, well.

Look who saved who.

I told you I had 'em.

You opened your stitch,
didn't you?

I hope I didn't lose the button.

I'll handle this.

Go.

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? Wait.

This is absurd.

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

We don't have to.

We have testimony from the guard
you forced to lie.

Uh, 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.

Oh, 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.

And considering I know where
you're eventually going to go,

that's fine by me.

Thanks, Decker.

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,

'cause you're also
not my bounty anymore either.

Mm.

No good deed.

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 worked 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 got to do is...

join me.

Welcome back, Maze.

Welcome home, lady.

Missed you, Maze.

Didn't doubt you for a minute.

Forgetting something?

Oh.

I, uh, can get you a new one.

She kind of got a little...

dirty.

Is that... blood?

Oh, yeah.

Awesome!

No, why don't we put
Miss Alien in the wash.

You won't
change her, right?

Maze.

Hmm?

You all right?

I'm exactly where I want to 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.

Remember what I said, Maze.

Be careful.

They know more than you think.