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Bollocks.

This is the answer.

This is the answer.

♪ Yeah ♪
♪ Kiss-kiss, hug-hug ♪

♪ Hands up ♪

♪ Whoo ♪

♪ Shake-shake, clap-clap ♪

♪ Hop-hop ♪
♪ Yeah ♪

♪ So fresh,
and feisty and dance ♪

♪ Just faze me, don't stop ♪

Lucifer.

I can think of something better
to do with those fingers.

Give a Devil
a moment to recharge.

Look what came
in the mail today.

It's a "me" costume.

I can see.

Does it make you
want to come over here

and, um... tempt me?

It does.

Yeah.

Oh!

It is so great
to finally have a boyfriend

that actually likes
to have fun.

Boyfriend?

I don't know. Boo? Bae?

I'm still not caught up
on the slang.

Mmm.

Come into the bedroom. I'll show
you what else came in the mail.

And we only had sex twice more.

Mm-hmm.

But I'm a
"ten times a day" man, Doctor.

"Big Ben strikes ten,"
as they say.

- I'm Big Ben.
- Yeah, I got that.

Is it possible
that the word

"boyfriend" is what...
stopped the clock?

Well, I suppose that was
a rather serious word

to drop into an otherwise
fun time, yes.

But is "fun" all this is?

She's been staying with
you for over a week.

Maybe this is serious.

I'm simply helping out
a friend, Doctor.

She's just arrived on Earth.
Where else is she gonna stay?

Oh. Right.

The Eve.

From the Garden of Eden.

I mean, I am carrying
an angel baby.

I guess this is just
a normal Tuesday for me now.

Doctor, I don't know what to do.

Eve is amazing.
She's beautiful.

She's very funny on text.

And she knows you

- and accepts you.
- Exactly.

So she should know that I'm not

a serious relationship
kind of Devil.

And yet you were willing
to try with Chloe.

Well, we saw how
that turned out, didn't we?

Sometimes, when someone
has real feelings for someone

and it doesn't work out,
they shut down to anything new

until they can deal
with those leftover feelings.

Uh...

Okay, you didn't know
that your last case

was your actual last case.

Are you sure that you got
proper closure with Chloe?

Wow.

I know.

Sweet wheels, right?

- Mm-hmm.
- A Mercedes 300SL Gullwing.

You do not see too many
of these babies.

Guy had his own
home car wash equipment for it.

Victim's name is Derek Lee.

He still had his car keys,
phone and wallet on him.

And the house
hasn't been touched,

so this was definitely
not a robbery.

- Hmm.
- Cause of death was this.

Killer jammed this in his throat
and went full blast.

He literally drowned.

So we can assume
it's personal.

Yeah. I mean, personal lives
can get pretty sticky.

Yeah.

Have you, uh,
talked to Lucifer?

Oh, I went to his place,
and some woman was over there.

I didn't want to interrupt.

But, uh, it's not a big deal.

You know, just giving him
some time.

Well, it's been a week.
A lot of time.

But that's a good
thing, you know.

He's getting it
out of his system.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

But seriously, Chloe,
if you miss him,

you should go talk to him.

Sure.
When the time is right.

Right now, let's focus
on the case. Any witnesses?

Uh, yeah.
Those two heard arguing.

Hi.

I was halfway up the block

when I heard a guy yelling,
"How much for the car?"

You know, something like that.
I don't know.

He was asking how
much was the car.

I heard it all
from my window.

- And you live next door?
- Mm-hmm.

- Did you see anything?
- No.

But I told him parking
that car in the driveway

was just asking for trouble.

- He should've listened to me.
- Excuse me.

- Thank you.
- Excuse me, guys.

So, apparently,

the killer was asking about

the value of the car,
so why not just take it?

I think I've got
an answer for that.

Uh, Derek was a collector
of vintage cars.

And it looks like he just won
a big one at a private auction.

Check out these.

Messages he was receiving
from the guy he outbid.

"I'm killing you.

Before you pick up that car,
you'll be dead."

Well, this is great.
Do we know who he is?

No, the messages are anonymous.
But according to this,

Derek was supposed
to get possession of the car

this afternoon
at some collectors' event

called Malibu Motor Enthusiasts.

Did you just
say the MME?

- Uh, yeah.
- Yeah.

No way. They are
uber exclusive.

Even I can't get in there,
and I know my cars.

Plus, they're just shady
and gray market enough

that if you show up
to serve a warrant,

they will literally
stall you at the door

while everyone scatters.

- So, then, how do you get in?
- Oh, the only way is

to show up with your own set
of vintage wheels.

That's how they know
you're in the club.

Okay, I can
see if we have

any vintage cars
in our impound.

Wait, wait. I-I know
someone who can help.

Oh, yeah?

Guess the time is finally
right, huh, Decker?

You handsome Devil.

Is that my toothbrush?

You're worried about your
toothbrush being in my mouth?

Though I was thinking I should
pick up some toiletries.

There's plenty of room
in the medicine cabinet.

Th-There is?

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm.

I'm gonna take a shower.
Meet me in there?

Finally, a good idea.

Here comes Big Ben again.

Dong!

- Oh.
- Oh.

Detective.

- Hi.
- To what do I owe this,

uh, ill-timed interruption?

Lucifer, look. I know things
have been really awkward

between us,
but I-I want to fix that.

And I could use your help
on the case I'm working.

Besides, you and I
have such a good closure rate

when we work together.

Detective, I'm sorry, but...

Hold on.
Did you say closure?

Mm-hmm. Why?

Lucifer? You coming?

Oh.

- You're not here alone.
- Well, I have a guest,

if that's what you're asking.

Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
Yes. Oh, yes.

It-it looks like
you've had a few guests.

- Hmm.
- Fun.

Um, okay, well,
this was a bad idea.

It's-it's okay.
I... Sorry to bother you.

Detective, wait.

I'll come with you.

Really?

Yes. I think that
closing this case

might be just
what the doctor ordered.

♪ Oh, yeah,
I step into this city life ♪

♪ Of fast cars
and flashing lights ♪

♪ Of tough streets
and busy places ♪

♪ Coming at me steady
with a million faces... ♪

Return it with so much
as a scratch,

and I'll see you in Hell.

Couldn't you have just
brought the Corvette?

Please, Detective.
Corvettes are a dime a dozen.

Besides, I want this case
to be special.

♪ Ah-ooh ♪

Well, it's pretty
straightforward.

We couldn't trace
the threatening text

sent to our victim,
but if the killer murdered Derek

just to win
the auction, well...

What?

What... No, don't let me
put you off.

I'm just stopping
to smell the detective,

droning on about the case,

in total command
of all the boring details.

It is very nostalgic.

Okay. So the car that Derek won
was a Tucker 48.

If we find the car, then whoever
it's being handed off to

may be our killer.

Found it.

And I suppose that poor
pencil-neck soul is our killer.

'Scuse me. 'Scuse me!

'Scuse me. Sorry.
Coming through.

Coming through...
Oh, lovely shirt. Joking.

That man is wanted
by the police.

Well, we can't miss

the part of the case where
we chase the suspect.

Or you chase and
I watch, I mean.

Or you could help this time.

Guys, please, please,
please, please.

Out of the way.
Out of the way. Out of the way.

Hey, look out.

Whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

See?

Didn't have to chase him
at all. He got tired.

Oh, come on, I thought that was
one of my better puns.

More than worthy
of our final case.

Wait, what?

Well, I'm just trying
to appreciate every moment

of the last time
we're working together.

One final case
to get closure

on the whole thing.

Okay. Can-can we
talk about this another time?

You have to listen to me.
I hated Derek,

but I would never kill anyone.
I swear.

Detective, please,
one last time for posterity?

Mm. Go ahead.

Kev, tell me, what is it
that you truly desire?

Power? Wealth?

Better dress sense?

I...

To tell the truth, so I don't
go to jail for murder.

What? What...

If that's the case,
then why did you run?

Because I thought you were here
about the kit cars.

Kit cars? You mean those awful
replicas that only look vintage?

Those don't fool anybody
with taste.

True. But you can make
a ton of money

selling them to goobers
who can't tell the difference.

- It's not like it's illegal.
- Sounds illegal.

Um, it-it is illegal.
But it's not murder.

Listen. We saw the messages.

You said that you wanted
to kill him

before he could collect
on this auction.

Kill his reputation.

I was gonna tell everyone
I sold him a couple of kits.

Your rep is all you have
in our world.

Yes. What a tragedy to lose
the respect of these,

uh... people.

Look, he was killed
this morning, right?

I was selling a kit Porsche 550
to a guy up in Fresno.

I just flew back two hours ago.

All right. Well, we'll
check that out.

But unless you have
any other information, then...

Uh, w-wait.

You should check out this guy
Derek's been hanging out with.

Scary dude. Shaved head.
Tattoos.

Do you have
the scary dude's name?

I never saw him myself.

Uh, but I saw his car.

He has a-an awful
'92 Geo Metro

in-in Polynesian green.

- Oh.
- Right?

Ow. Oh, okay.

Okay.

Oh, um...

the-the girl from
the jewelry auction.

You're still
hanging out with her?

Yes. Yes, she's, uh...
she's been staying with me.

- Hmm.
- She's...

Never mind. So why don't we go
and catch this "scary dude."

He sounds like a worthy
final killer.

Luci, you here?

Listen, we got your baby gift,
but, uh...

yeah, I don't think these
are teething rings.

Amenadiel, hey.

Your brother's out.

Eve.

What are you doing here?

Did you hurt Lucifer?

Only when he asked me nicely.

Why?

Because he killed Cain, Eve.
Your son.

You know, I met
Charlotte Richards on my way

out of Heaven.

She was lovely.

Same as my sweet
and gentle Abel.

Pretty sure he had
what was coming to him.

Then why would you leave
the Silver City?

Look who's talking.

You're the one who couldn't wait
to tell everybody up there

how all of God's children
create their own fates.

How we decide where we belong.

That was different, Eve.

I'm an angel. You're a mortal.

Yes, a mortal created directly
by the hand of God,

hence me being able to slip
right back into my old bones.

Yes, you were able to come back
down here to Earth, Eve,

but did you not even consider
that after rejecting Heaven

that you may not
be allowed back in?

Why would I want to go
back to that boring place?

Having the time of my life
down here with Lucifer.

And what happens
when that comes to an end?

Well, if I get sent
to Hell, then...

me and Lucifer can keep
the party going down there.

Now, I've gotten
to know all of you

in my time here,
which is what makes this,

my final case, so difficult.

Dougie, in the motor pool,

who helped put
a siren on my car,

thank you for that.
Cacuzza,

in evidence,
who always let me inspect

the cocaine seizures first.

And you,

nameless uni, I think
I'll miss you most of all.

So, anyway, as a... as a
parting gift for everyone...

I've hired a Carl's Jr. truck
out in the parking lot.

Free burgers for you all!

Go on, knock yourselves out.

He's not really gonna
leave us, is he?

No.

Remember when Lucifer
disappeared

and he came back married?

I mean, this is how he works
through his issues. I-I...

Soon enough, everything will be
back to normal, I'm sure.

Yeah, you're
totally right.

He's gonna burn out on all
these new ladies soon enough.

Actually, it's just
the one lady.

- What?
- Some party girl named Eve.

Wait, what?
Are you serious?

I-I mean, if you're serious,
that's serious.

I'm not worried.

I'm... not worried at all.

There is no way she knows
the real Lucifer like I do.

Ladies.

Hi.

Any news on our scary dude?

Mm. Yes,

so these 16 individuals drive

Geo Metros
in the tri-county area.

Oh, Mike Tyson here,
very scary-looking.

Now, what
about this guy

and the, uh,
jailhouse tats.

That is Sid Kluge.

Well, I think you hit
the jackpot, Decker.

Yeah, rap sheet full of B-and-Es
and aggravated assaults.

And the, uh, address,
right off of Venice Boulevard,

near that dispensary
that you love.

Oh, Detective,
you know me so well.

You know,
I really will miss this

once the case is over.

Over?

Oh. Mm.

- Yo.
- Hey.

- Is that Drill-Bit Beuwer?
- Yep.

You know, he
and his brother Sean

are two of the most
feared guys in the streets.

Yeah, well now
they fear me.

Hey, I was going after his
brother next, and I was thinking

maybe you can jump in
on the fun.

Look, Maze, um, you know
that-that whole thing

with Los Exes, that was just
a means to an end.

I mean, it's not like

I get my kicks by beating
the hell out of people.

Well, let me know next time

there's a
"means to an end," Dan.

Uh, so I was
thinking,

this doesn't have
to be our last case.

Oh no, no, no, this is
for the best, I think.

There's no sense
in dragging it out.

One last case
should be enough.

En-Enough for what?

Well for closure,
of course.

Wh-What does that mean?

I... I-I'm not sure, but the
doctor told me I needed it.

Lucifer, if you ever need
to talk about anything...

I don't believe this.

What?

That geek was right
about the car.

It's the most hideous
thing I've ever seen.

Still, at least we know
our killer's here.

Or not.

Hold on.

Well, it looks like
this case might drag out

a little longer
than I thought.

Huh. No way it's a coincidence
that our number-one suspect

in Derek's murder
turns up dead hours later.

There has to be
a connection.

Do you know, I really have
forgotten how much fun this is.

You solving puzzles.

Me trying to distract you.
Waiting for one of us to come up

- with the big insight...
- Found it!

...that'll break the case.

- What?
- Not only found it;

- I think I solved it.
- What?

There's Derek, Sid, and you
recognize that third guy?

Yeah. One of the
witnesses we talked to.

Yeah, Marco Franklin.

All three of them served

in the Explosives Ordnance
Division in Iraq,

but wait,
there's more.

Marco was just released
from prison two days ago

after serving a nine-year
sentence for bank robbery.

He bombed his way into the
vault, got caught coming out,

and, drumroll, it is suspected
he had two other accomplices,

never apprehended.

So Sid and Derek
were his partners,

he gets caught, they don't.

Maybe they double-crossed him,
so now he's out and...

Looking for closure.

Yeah. Call it
whatever you want.

I call it solved!

That's a great theory, but
right now that's all it is.

We have no proof, so the
killer could be anyone.

Agreed. This doesn't really feel
like closure to me.

- No, it doesn't.
- I mean,

there must
be more to do.

Witnesses saw a man
matching Marco's description

attacking Sid
in front of his apartment.

- Circumstantial.
- Agreed.

Decker, you are putting me
through the ringer.

Respect. But I got you beat.

The striations
on the shell casings

found at the scene
match Marco's nine-millimeter.

I made sure all the bases
were covered for you.

Boom!

We still have to pick him up.

Yes, until the suspect's
in custody,

the case isn't truly closed,
is it?

Way ahead of you.

- Oh, for crying out loud.
- Dan helped me

with the records. He's on
his way to Marco's address

as we speak
with some unis.

Nothing left for us to do now,
folks, than get our party on.

What are you guys
thinking?

I feel like dancing.
I'm gonna go change.

Lucifer, we can still...

No, Detective.

I think this is best for me
and-and for everyone.

I just want to say...

...great last case,
great partnership.

Right.

♪ Everywhere she goes ♪

♪ I'm watching
everywhere she goes ♪

♪ I want her
for my eyes only... ♪

- Here you go, Eve.
- Thank you!

- Mmm.
- You're Eve?

Yeah. Do we know
each other?

I'm Ella Lopez,
and you need to...

You're Ella?

Oh, my God.

Oh, how dare you use hugs
against me.

Wow, you're even
prettier in real life.

I've been dying
to meet you

since Lucifer told me
how amazing you are.

- He said that?
- Oh, yeah.

I saw you out there on the
dance floor. You got moves!

I got to say, I saw you
out there, girlfriend.

You got some sick moves
yourself.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Did you see this guy?

Oh, my God.
That's called the robot.

I just learned that
this morning.

You're pretty cool.

Come on, we're both pretty cool.

♪ I want her
for my eyes only... ♪

Hey, a friend just gave me
some candy. You want some?

Uh, th-that's not candy.
Okay, that's molly.

Molly? Well, that sounds fun.

Yes.

- Yes, it does.
- Yeah!

Brother.

How's it going with the
Teenage Mutant Ninja Angel Baby?

Why didn't you tell me
that Eve was here, Luci?

Oh, please. I'm not gonna
text you every time

someone stays the night.
Think of my data plan.

This isn't just
some fling, Lucifer.

This is Eve!

- Eve.
- Yes, I know what her name is.

I really don't think
that you understand

the dangers
of having Eve back here.

If you're worried about what
happened last time, don't be.

I'm not gonna corrupt her.

Besides, don't know how I could.

She's pretty much up
for anything these days.

Oh, it's not Eve that
I'm worried about. It's you.

Me?

She came here for the old you.

The one she remembers
from the garden.

The one who sowed
chaos and destruction

for his own amusement.

Now you're making me nostalgic.

See, that's exactly
what I'm talking about, Luci.

I don't want her
to turn you back

into the Devil that you were.

Oh, don't you, now?

To be honest, I don't even know
if I want to be with her or not.

I was supposed to have
clarity on that

after finishing
this case, but...

I still don't know
what I bloody want.

♪ Words are placeholders
for things ♪

♪ Claims to a piece
of what you think is true... ♪

Detective?

- Hi.
- What are you doing here?

- Well, we still have a case.
- We do?

Marco's place was cleared out,
so he's still out there.

Well, that must explain
my lack of closure.

Right, uh,
wait there.

- I'll go grab my jacket.
- Okay.

Oh, my God, Chloe!

- You came out to celebrate!
- Oh. Nope, working.

- Working.
- Oh, this jacket

is so fuzzy and amazing.

Aw. It must be like
being hugged by a Muppet.

- Okay.
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, I've got
someone you have to meet.

This is Eve.

- Yes, we have met.
- She gave me drugs.

- Really?
- I need orange juice.

Oh, my God,

isn't she amazing?

I can see why Lucifer loves
working with you guys so much.

- Oh. That's nice.
- Want my last molly?

I was gonna take it,
but you look like someone

who could use it
a little more than I do.

- Who are you?
- Oh, I'm Eve.

Okay, well,
that doesn't help. Who...

Wait. Do you mean
as in Eve Eve?

As in Adam and Eve?

I can't believe
they still put his name first.

These are supposed to be
more progressive times.

Wait, you-you and Lucifer
were together.

Mm-hmm.

So... so you know him.

You-you know who he really is.

All right, good to go,
Detective.

Hey.

Note to self: Next time,
just leave without the jacket.

This is your ex-girlfriend.

From the beginning
of time.

Pretty much.

Detective Decker!

Everybody, be cool!

Don't try it!
Detective Decker,

I need you to listen
to me carefully.

Much as I appreciate the
well-timed interruption,

you can't just walk
into my club...

Lucifer!

Everybody, sit down!

There's a bomb in this building!

So, if anyone thinks
they're going to escape

through the crowd,
or anyone tries to rush me...

Back up!

Everyone dies.

Detective Decker,
give me your gun.

Put it on the ground.
And your phone. Now!

Okay. Okay. Whatever you say.
Whatever you say.

But this man needs
an ambulance right now.

And I will stay with you,

but everybody here should go.

No! Shut up! Shut up! No!
No, nobody is leaving.

You! Go around and
collect people's phones.

Now! Get up! Let's go!

- Come on.
- Are you okay?

Come on.

Bit of a stomachache, Detective.

He's the Devil, though.
He's going to be okay, right?

Yeah, he's going to be fine.

We'll get help.

You stay here with him. Okay?

I know I should be
freaking out right now,

but your hair is so shiny.

Marco, we know you killed
your former partners.

But this is not gonna
help the situation.

If you hurt me or
anyone else here,

it is only going to make
things worse for you.

I-I don't... I don't want
to hurt you, Detective.

I need your help.

When I went away,
my wife changed her name,

and I-I can't find her now.

You did all of this
to find your wife?

Look,
shooting him was an accident.

Okay? I'm sorry,
I-I didn't mean to do it.

I-I'm just trying to...
I'm just trying to fix things.

Oh, don't
worry about it, pal.

You just give me the gun,
and I'll even things up.

Look, wh-when I
went away to prison

for robbing that bank,
it ruined her.

You know, sh-she disappeared.
And-and I understand.

But... but I-I just...

I just want one chance
to look her in the eye

and tell her that... I just want
to tell her that I'm sorry.

Okay.

I want you to find her now,

and then I will think about
letting everyone go.

Okay.

Got it.
I'll take care of it, Chloe.

You just... you stay safe.

Your guys don't go in
unless I say so. You got that?

Perimeter is being set up.

We'll sit tight for now.

Good. Our people are in there.
We're not gonna take any risks.

Did you tell her where
the breach point will be?

No, that gunman was
listening in.

But he did ask for some food
to be delivered,

so I think I have an idea.

- You got it?
- Got it.

I heard Lux is under siege.

- Yeah.
- Well, what are we waiting for?

Well, you can't just go in there

swinging your knives
around, Maze.

- That's exactly what I can do.
- You know what?

He has the entire place
wired to blow. It's too risky.

Fine. What's your plan?

I'm looking for Leona.

She's Marco's wife.
Apparently, she changed her name

a few years after
he went inside,

but there are no records of what
she actually changed it to.

It's like she vanished.

No public records,
no Social Security number,

no social media footprint.
What is this, 2014?

Yeah, looks like it.

In 2014, there was only
one guy who wasn't in jail

who could help someone
disappear this cleanly.

- So who is he?
- I don't know his name.

But I can find out.

Okay, I'll put together
a warrant so we can trace it.

Wait, you want to
get a warrant?

Well, yeah.

You're the guy who said
the ends justify the means.

Yeah, legal means, Maze.

Look, you need to think
like one of us if you're going

- to even have a shot...
- No!

You have to think like them.

That is how I catch them, and
that is how we'll get this guy.

Lucifer, I'm so sorry
I got you into this.

Oh, nonsense.

You needed my Aston to get in,
and nobody drives it but me.

No, I could have found
another way. It's just that...

No. It's not your fault.
I needed closure.

I just didn't expect it to be
quite so closed.

This is all they had
behind the bar.

Okay.

Is there anything else
I can get him?

No, we got to get him
to the hospital.

I'm fine, Detective.

You just get me within
an inch of that dullard,

and I'll tear his arms off
like a turkey leg. Thank you.

Okay, focus, Decker. Focus.

Lucifer's out of commission.
Ella is, too.

- Eve. Eve.
- Yeah?

Do you have any superpowers
or anything?

No. I'm just me.

All right. So we've got nothing.

No. Chloe, we have you.

Okay? Listen to me.

From what Lucifer's told me,
you're the smartest,

most capable, most resourceful
person he's ever known.

So come on, Detective,
what's the plan?

Okay. Yeah, plan.

- Yeah.
- Okay, Eve, you tend to Lucifer.

Keep pressure on the wound
to stop the bleeding.

Yeah.

I'm going to find where
he planted this bomb.

And when I do, Ella...

Ella! Can you defuse it?

Sure.

You guys,
I read the file

on the demolition charges
Marco's unit built.

Pfft. Easy as pie.

- Lucifer.
- Mm.

You have a job, too.
How do we sober up Ella?

Hold this.

I love you guys.

Can't sober her.

How about focused?

It's the best way to lose
your roll, Detective.

Shared office workspace?

Even I find this a bit cruel,
torture-wise.

Still, great place to hide

if you're selling fake I.D.'s
on the dark web.

Uh... uh, I'm... I don't know
what you're talking about.

See, my partner wanted to come
in here and question you,

but I know someone like you
wouldn't just give it up.

So I suggested
we torture you.

Just a little bit.

But he didn't like that idea.

And then... he said
something kind of smart:

What's a criminal like you
most afraid of?

Losing your anonymity.

So I get to torture you
after all.

Expose you to all
of these people.

Show them what you've been
trying to keep private.

Please.

I... I just do
fan subtitles for anime.

I don't make fake I.D.'s.

I know.

I was just trying to flush out
the bad guy.

And he just ran out the back.

Hi, Sergei.

What do you want? I just
help people disappear.

I didn't hurt anybody.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know.

And if you want to keep people
from being hurt,

you're going to tell us

everything you know
about Leona Franklin.

The bleeding has
slowed down a little.

I gave him another drink.
That seemed to help.

Well, I've seen Lucifer
survive worse than this, so...

I'm sure he'll pull through.

He has to.

I can't lose him.

Not after we just
found each other again.

So, you've seen
his Devil face?

Mm-hmm.

Does it scare you?

Why would it?

I don't know.

You know, I was
literally created

to be someone's wife.

No one ever asked me if
that's what I really wanted.

Except for him.

See, the key is
in the wireless trigger.

It's either Bluetooth
or cellular.

Now, cellular would be
a lot less complicated,

because the relay wouldn't
have a proximity handicap.

I see the cocaine is working.

Really? How can you tell?
I don't feel any different.

Mm. Do you have any left?

I'd hate to return
to Hell sober.

You are not
going to Hell.

You need to stop
saying that.

You know what you
also need to do?

You need to stop talking about,
this is your last case.

It's a real bummer,
okay, and I...

I've really got to
stay positive.

The detective and I
have worked together

for far too long

to not accept each other
for who we truly are.

And sadly,

I don't think that'll
ever happen, Miss Lopez.

That is crazy.
That is crazy.

You guys are the
best team ever.

I mean, you care about
each other so much.

What do you need her to do,
take a bullet for you?

Oh. Uh, sorry.

But seriously, okay, you keep
talking about closure.

What the hell does
that even mean?

That's the point. I don't know.

Okay, he keeps
looking upstairs.

I think I found the bomb.

I spent years
building a new life here.

I have a job and a boyfriend.

He doesn't know anything
about my past.

- Leona...
- Amy.

My name is Amy now.

Amy. Sorry.

Look, after everything
you went through,

I'm sure that this is probably
your worst nightmare.

But we only need you
to talk to Marco.

I'm sorry, I just...

I don't think that
I can face him again.

Ready to do it my way?

Look, I know this is
a lot to ask of you.

But there are lives at stake.

People I care about
are in that bar.

And to be honest with you,

I don't think I could handle
losing another person right now.

Look, I'm trying so hard

to do things the right way.

And maybe it's not right
for me to ask this of you,

but you can help them.

And you may be the
only one who can.

Finally!

I ordered food over an hour ago.

Green onions and ranch dressing?

Who the hell puts green onions

and ranch dressing
on a sandwich?!

You better hope
that your friends are better

at finding people than they are
at taking food orders.

'Cause I'm beginning
to lose my patience!

Dan wouldn't make
a mistake like that.

Are you sure?

I once saw him eat a marble
'cause it was in a candy dish.

No. No, no, no,
Chloe's right.

Now's not the time to make
a mistake. I'm not gonna

make a mistake. I'm just gonna
defuse a bomb I've never seen

before this crazy, hangry
bomber blows us all up.

I can do that, right?
I can do that.

I don't think I can do that.
I don't think I can do that.

This is wrong.
This is wrong. This is wrong.

Everything's wrong.
The sandwich is wrong.

Maybe the sandwich isn't wrong.

Maybe there's a message in it.

- I can't do that.
- We're gonna be fine.

Lucifer says you're
the smartest nerd he knows.

Yeah, yeah, but look
what I've done to my brain.

Okay, I have been partying
all the time, like, like,

like, all... all the time.
I-I think... I don't know,

I think I've just been
looking for a connection,

something, anything
since I lost what I had

with the Big Guy,
and now I'm gonna...

Ladies.

Oh. It's a comfort to know
I'll expire erect.

Cheers.

Oh, bollocks.

This is the answer.
This is the answer.

It's a Southwestern sandwich
from Luizza's.

Dan sent this
because I'd recognize it.

He's trying to tell us
that they're gonna breach

from the southwest.

Is that a good thing?

If we can get Ella to the bomb
in time, then yes.

All you have to do
is press this button.

This isn't gonna work.

Look, you're gonna be fine.

Okay? You have nothing
to worry about.

Except an ex-boyfriend
with a bomb.

Hearing me
on a walkie-talkie

isn't going to be enough.
I need to go in there.

No. It's way too dangerous.

No, I know that he wants
to see me.

Okay, those people in there,
the ones you can't lose,

this is how we save them.

If they're following protocol,

the food delivery started a
countdown, which probably means

we have about ten minutes
until SWAT arrives,

so we have to get the bomb
taken care of before that.

Ella, are you good?

Yeah, sure. Yeah.

Eve, back her up
in case anything happens.

You're good at...

calming her down.

- But what about...?
- He's... he's gonna be fine.

We just need a distraction
to get you guys up there.

Marco.

I-I can't believe it.

You're actually here.

I am so sorry.

I know that
all of this is my fault.

Everything is my fault.

- No...
- No, no, no, just let me...

let me say this.

I have made so many mistakes.

You didn't deserve
what happened to you, Marco.

I am so sorry.

Okay, Leona. Give me the gun

and the detonator.

It-it's okay. I'm a cop.

Yeah, you're a cop.

And I don't know
what Marco told you, so...

...I can't take any chances.

Everybody
get in the corner!

Hurry! Move, move!

Doesn't feel so great, does it?

What's going on down there?
Uh, the wife came in, right?

So, uh, is it all good? Maybe
I don't have to do this anymore?

Yeah, actually, you
might want to hurry up.

Is he still alive?

Yeah, he always was tougher
than he was smart.

You were involved
in the robbery.

I wasn't involved in
the robbery. I masterminded it.

This idiot and his Army bros
couldn't plan

a trip to the beach.

So Marco never wanted us
to find you

so he could apologize;
he wanted to...

take out his final partner.

Yeah. I mean,
it was a pretty good trap.

Force the police
to find me.

If I don't show,
he blows my cover.

And if I do, well...

I mean, that was the plan,
wasn't it, Marco?

You weren't expecting me to play
on your emotions, were you?

You always were
such a softie.

- What now?
- You go outside and tell them

Marco apologized and let you go?

Then what?

The-the place explodes,
and it's all Marco's fault?

Sounds like
a pretty solid plan to me.

I don't want to freak you out,

but we're kind of out
of time, like, right now.

Okay, this is not like
the diagram online.

Uh, yellow, this one.

Okay. Big Guy,
I know it's been a while,

but I'm gonna
really need a sign here.

You don't need to do this,

- Leona.
- Sorry,

I have worked too hard
to go to jail now,

after rebuilding my life.

D-Do you know what kind
of ordnance Marco used?

How-how far away
you need to be

before you hit the detonator?

What are you gonna do
with that thing

after you hit
the button?

Nice try.

You're not getting in my head
that easily.

You're not gonna talk me down.

I'm not trying to talk you down.

I'm trying to get you
to the southwest corner.

That was a rush.

- Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Okay. Okay.

- You did it. You did it!
- Am I alive? Are you alive?

- Are you alive?
- Ah...

Oh, my God.

You okay?

You landed on my bullet wound.

That was exactly the jolt
of blinding pain

I needed to bring me round.

I'm sorry.

No, Detective.

You threw yourself onto me.

You were willing to
sacrifice yourself to save me.

♪ Out of the blue... ♪

Medic! Medic!

♪ Turn ♪

One sec.

♪ Turning in... ♪

Detective.
Fancy seeing you here.

How are you feeling?

Well, I started
feeling better the moment

I got out on the street.
Funny that.

Also, I have
an excellent nurse.

♪ Tied to your heartbeat... ♪

I'll give you two a moment?

- ♪ Seamlessly dancing ♪
- Thanks.

♪ Around the room with you... ♪

So, anyhow, I just, um...

I wanted to make sure
you're okay.

And, um,

about this being
your last case...

well, I just wanted you
to know that, um,

I understand how you're feeling.

And now...

I understand how you feel,
as well, Detective.

And for what it's worth,
I think I've gotten my closure.

Good.

For our next case, try not to
bring a trigger-happy murderer

to one of my parties.
Kills the buzz.

You still want to be partners?

Well, you know me,
Detective.

I go off
and do something dramatic,

and then I realize I'm right
where I'm supposed to be.

This is all on me.

I should have realized
what she intended to do.

No, you should have
let me go in there.

Marco wouldn't be
in an ambulance.

That woman was an amateur.

It was right there.

The connections she had
for the fake I.D.,

insisting that I let her
go inside to face him.

Like I said, Dan, you have
to think like a criminal.

Remember the woman who actually
knows how to use her knife.

Dan. Dan.

Don't beat yourself up, okay?
You-you can't get

inside the head of every psycho.
Look, it all worked out.

Thank God you were
in there, Ella.

That is just it.

I was in there. I was in there.

I was right in the middle of it,

and-and I asked Him
for a sign.

And-and that's when I realized,
Dan, I wasn't gonna get one.

I wasn't gonna get one because
I had to count on myself.

Because God doesn't exist.

- Are you on drugs?
- A little ecstasy.

And-and some cocaine.

- What?
- Oh, my God, you smell amazing.

Come here, come here, come here.

Amenadiel, hey.

Chloe.

Uh, you wanted to see me?

Yeah. Yeah, I did.

I-I... I know we haven't
had a chance to talk

since I found out,

well, everything.

Yeah, that... that I'm an angel.

How are you?

I mean, it is a lot to process.

Yeah, it is. It is.

But I-I didn't know who else
to talk to about this.

Right? My job is
to read people,

to understand their motives.

To make sense of the world.

And right now,
my world is...

celestials

and immortals
and, um...

Okay, look, is-is Eve okay?

Is Eve...

secretly evil
or some supernatural threat

to the world?

Well, not that I know of, no.

Okay. Okay, good.
I-I-I thought so.

'Cause, you know, I like her.

- I do, too.
- Yeah, and I think she...

genuinely cares deeply
about Lucifer.

And she is so
protective over him,

I practically had to force her
to leave his side and...

I think she might
be good for him.

I think she might be
exactly what he needs.

I hope that's the case.

Yeah, me, too.

After all that you've
been through, Chloe,

what you're worried
about most is what's best

for those that you care about.

No wonder your dad
is so proud of you.

Aw, that's sweet,
but, you know, my dad,

he, uh...

he...

Oh.

Right.

Thank you.

♪ You've got your eyes
on the ceiling ♪

♪ I've got my eyes
on the prize... ♪

You know, I'm really happy
you're going back to work.

Adam's idea of paradise was

laying around all day,
doing nothing.

Once we got ESPN up there,
forget it.

Well, sadly, there'll be a
lot less lying around here

now that I'm back
to catching killers.

But, uh, there are certain perks
to having a boyfriend

who works with the LAPD.

An endless supply
of handcuffs, for one.

Boyfriend?

Well, I mean, once someone

tends to you when you're
bleeding to death,

it's only good manners
to make it official.

♪ See how we shine ♪

♪ When we turn,
when we turn out the lights... ♪

So, we're really doing this?

I'll finish making your drink,
and we'll toast to it.

- Oof. Bloody hell.
- Be careful.

Oh. You're fine.

What is it with you
only getting injured sometimes?

Oh, I'm only vulnerable
when the detective's around.

What?

Oh! Totally forgot.

My snake costume
finally arrived.

You are gonna
love this.

♪ Now we're looking
good as gold ♪