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♪ He took me for a ride ♪

♪ In the late hours
of the night ♪

♪ Oh, what a fearful sight ♪

♪ Blood in the water ♪

♪ He said, "Don't do this" ♪

♪ "Forgive me" ♪

♪ Was begging me for mercy... ♪

♪ Gave him a crooked smile ♪

♪ Put him out of my misery... ♪

He's the Devil!

He's the Devil!

He's the Devil!

He's the Devil!

He's the Devil!
He's the...

Oh, I...

Oh, I'm so sorry.

I didn't
mean to startle you.

I'm, uh, Father Kinley.

Someone said
you might need some help

- with research?
- Yes.

Did you hear some crazy lady

was asking about the Devil?

I don't...

I don't think
you're crazy at all.

In fact,

I think we should talk.

I work for a division
of the Church

called the International
Association of Exorcists.

We deal with demonic possession,

people who believe that they
have encountered the Devil

or to be the Devil.

We know about
Lucifer Morningstar, Ms. Decker.

We've been aware of him
for about seven years.

At first we thought
he was just a benign eccentric,

but the more we watched him,

the more terrifyingly authentic
he became.

And since you've traveled
all this way to research him,

I assume that you agree.

I don't know what to think.

I realize that this must be
extremely difficult for you.

And I want you to know
that I'm here to help.

How?

How can you help me?

That's what I thought.

But there is
something you can do.

Every day he remains on Earth,

people are in danger.

Whenever he visits,
death and destruction follow.

Guess... what that is.

An egg?

That, my friend,
is Margaret's first bounty.

Who's Margaret?

Oh, my backyard chicken.
Well, bathtub chicken.

We live in an apartment.

You have a chicken
in your bathroom?

Yeah.

You know, I'm just trying to
explore new hobbies these days

now that I've got Sundays free.

Right.

- You okay there?
- Oh, yeah.

I mean, sort of. There's...
something I need to do

- that I've been putting off.
- Oh.

Oh, yeah. Whenever I'm
procrastinating on something,

I make an appointment
for myself to do it. That way,

can't back out.
Like, for example,

when I had to ask my landlord
permission to get Bob,

literally put it on my calendar.

Oh, wasn't the, uh, the chicken,
it's named Margaret?

- Bob was my turtle.
- What happened to Bob?

Didn't get along with Margaret.

Oh. Wow.

- This should be exciting.
- Hmm.

Oh, my gosh. Are you serious?

I'll grab my kit.

Amazeballs.

Brother.

What are you still doing here?

I thought you'd be frolicking
on a cloud by now.

Turns out I'm not moving back
to the Silver City after all.

- Really? Why's that?
- Well,

Luci, I've decided
that my life...

my life is here now. On Earth.

You see,

I've come to learn so much
about humans

- that I...
- Actually, you know what?

Never mind.
I'm-I'm sorry I asked.

But since you're here,

you can help me decide.

Moscow Midnight or Blue Lagoon?

That's the same shirt.

You sure?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

All right, Lucifer.
What's wrong?

Because you never question
your own taste.

Well, can't a devil
just look nice?

Uh-oh.

I thought things were okay

between you and Chloe.

They are. They are, yeah.

We're back to being partners.

Fully clothed partners.

- What?
- Nothing.

Just bully for partners.

Why do I sense a "but" in there
somewhere?

No, it's just...

Right before Charlotte
was killed,

the detective and I,
we shared a...

a moment.

You kissed her.

I did.

It's just a kiss.

I'm hardly a schoolgirl.

Anyway, I'm just not sure
whether the detective

wants to ignore that...
moment that we had now or what.

All right.

Listen to me, Luci.

You need to get out there
and take a chance.

Carpe diem.

Humans, Chloe,
people are amazing.

Look, I wasted so much time
keeping them at bay,

looking down on them
for millennia

when they have so much to offer.

I'm only now just realizing
how lucky that we are

that we actually get a chance
to connect with them.

So I say

put up your sign.

"Open for business.

Humanity, come on in."

And what does that have to do
with the detective?

It means ask her out.

On a date.

Mmm. That a new fragrance
you're wearing?

It's lovely.

It's mosquito repellent.

Oh. Right,
yes, of course.

Yes, pesky little
buggers, mosquitoes.

- Hmm.
- They do, however,

like to eat.

As do I. And not blood,
of course, but food.

And I know you also
like to eat food,

- so I was wondering...
- Oh, my gosh, you guys.

Can you believe

that we are on the actual set
of The Cabin?

Well, I'm not really a reality
show kind of person, Ms. Lopez.

I like to enjoy
real-life situations.

You know, go out.
With other people,

- for example. What...
- Oh, yeah.

I'm usually not into
reality shows, either.

I prefer more, you know,
scripted content, documentaries.

But got a little extra time
these days,

so I sorta, kinda watched, uh,

- 27 seasons in two weeks.
- Fascinating.

- Ella, was she a contestant?
- Yeah.

Melinda Hage.

She was the sweetest
kindergarten teacher ever,

you guys,
and a total fan favorite.

Pretty sure she would've won
if she hadn't, you know...

Died. Croaked.
Bought a pine condo.

Yes. Could you just hurry up
and give us the deets, please?

Yeah, sure. So, even though

Melinda's body
was found in the lagoon

and COD
was obviously drowning,

this right here,
definitely a murder.

I mean, first of all,
we got signs of struggle

here on the beach, and secondly,

big old hunkin' contusion
on the back of her head.

Hmm. And do we know

if any of the cameras
caught the murder?

Unfortunately, no.

Maury Novac.
I'm the executive producer.

Anyway, yeah, none of
the cameras were rolling

'cause, uh, it was the middle
of the night at the time.

Don't worry, we're not gonna
make that mistake again.

Well, unfortunately,
this is an active crime scene,

so until we process it,
your show's on hold.

Yes. And I will
also need to watch

all of your unaired footage.

That's hundreds of hours.

Oh, my God, awesome.

I mean, you got to do
what you got to do.

Uh, lead the way, please.

Right. I'm glad
that's over with.

Where were we?
Oh, yes, uh, mosquitoes,

- food...
- Do you have plans tonight?

You took the words
right out of my mouth.

Detective,

would you like to go out
with me this evening?

Yes.

No.

I can't.

You cannot ask me to do that.

Listen to me, Chloe.

Every day he
remains on Earth,

people are in danger.

The Devil must go back to Hell.

And the only person
who can send him there

is you.

Dan, what're you doing?

Switching desks with McMillan.

What? McMillan's
under the stairs.

Yep. Cozy.

And as far away
from Lucifer as possible.

What happened,
did he steal your pudding again?

No.

People don't get shot
over stolen pudding, Chloe.

Dan...

what happened with Charlotte,
it wasn't Lucifer's fault.

Hey, you know what?

Here's-here...
here's the deal, Chloe.

It was funny... at first.

And I was charmed.

Just like everyone else
around here.

But after everything

that he kept from us
about Pierce,

don't you even wonder

what other secrets
the guy's got?

Once we uncovered
Lucifer's identity,

we were able
to uncover evidence

of his previous visits
with humanity.

Y-You're...

you're saying
he caused the Chicago Fire?

And Nazi Germany?

I'm saying that
whenever he visits,

death and destruction follow.

Okay, well,
speaking as a detective,

this is circumstantial evidence
at best.

Perhaps. But when the
circumstances pile up this high,

aren't you forced
to draw conclusions?

No. No, I'm not.

This isn't the man I know.

Keep going.

He didn't kill these people.

Pierce.

Okay, he killed Pierce,

but Lucifer
was just protecting me.

From a situation he caused.

As for the others,

you don't need to be
the one pulling the trigger

to cause evil.

Look, I know this is a lot
to take in, Chloe.

But he is the Devil.

And he's not supposed
to be here.

And somewhere inside,

you know that whatever
he may seem...

he is dangerous.

This... is the Teflon Totem.

Only one is hidden
on The Cabin per season.

You find this bad boy,

and you are safe
from elimination.

Guess where I found it.

Well, if it keeps you safe
from elimination,

I'd say tucked right up in...

Melinda's pocket!
Isn't that crazy?

- Mm.
- Right. Okay.

Let me catch you up.
So...

Previously on The Cabin:

Judd the jock
had just found the totem,

which was buried under the tree.

So here he is,

just hours
before Melinda got killed.

So how did Melinda get it?

She stole it, that's how.

Wait, so he killed her
just to get it back?

I mean, that's,
that's extreme.

Oh, speaking of extreme,

ever heard of extreme dates?

Swimming with sharks?
Or jelly wrestling, perhaps?

That's always a
good icebreaker.

Lucifer, later.

So did Judd do anything
on the show

to suggest that he's violent?

Well, Judd is the total villain
of the season.

And Melinda's biggest rival.

- Check it out.
- Hey, Melinda.

This is for trying to vote me
off last night, beyotch.

Hmm. No, that's enough.
You can pause it.

All right, well,
he's clearly guilty.

Let's go arrest him.

Uh, arrest him?
You mean question him?

No, you said it,
he's the villain.

If it walks like a duck,
it talks like a duck,

it probably murders
like a duck.

Oh, good idea, duck.

Let's go get him.

Have you ever been
to the Mistral?

They do a wonderful
duck à l'orange.

All right, Judd.

Why don't you
put down the ax?

- What's up?
- You're a killer,

- that's what's up.
- Uh, yes.

Well, we know that you found
the totem, Judd.

And we believe that Melinda
stole it from you.

So perhaps you found out
and had a bit of a tiff?

What?
You guys are high.

Oh, I wish.

Why don't you just confess
and get it over with?

Or if you have an alibi
or something,

now would be the time
to fill us in.

We know that you have a history
of violence with Melinda.

- We've seen...
- Yeah, I hated her.

Didn't know she stole
the totem, though.

But if it was her,
I guess karma's a bitch.

If that's not an confession,
I don't know what is.

What, no, no, uh, sorry.

Just excuse us
for one moment.

Detective, don't you
think we should get, uh...

What's that thing you're
always hammering on about?

Oh, yes, proof...
before we arrest somebody?

Hey. Hey.

What are you doing?

Uh, changing a battery?

This is an active
murder investigation.

I'm sorry.
My boss talked to your boss,

and until you guys have a firm
suspect, the show goes on.

Okay, listen. Back. Off.

Okay.

Excuse me. Sorry.

Where were we?

Hey... look.

I'm sorry for the asshole act,
it's just for the cameras.

What do you mean, an act?

It's the best way
to win the cash.

I studied every season
of The Cabin.

62% of the time,
the villain wins.

So to play the odds,
that's the role I'm playin'.

Do you have an alibi?

I was asleep in the cabin
with the rest of the players.

They'll vouch for me.

Okay.

Do you know if any of them
have a grudge against Melinda?

All of them?
I mean, it's a competition.

And Melinda was the most
competitive in the game.

I mean, she acted
all sweet and innocent,

but that woman was crafty.

I even heard she had
some secret alliance going on.

I'm telling you, man,

nobody is what they seem to be
around here.

Yes.

Thank you.

Okay, well, now we have
to talk to everybody.

Yes. Well,
at least we have our date

to look forward to
once we're done.

Mm-hmm.

♪ Well, I just got the news ♪

♪ And I don't know what to do ♪

What? If you
didn't come to spar,

why did you invite me here?
Oh, wait.

Are you gonna teach me
how to throw knives?

No.

We're here because I don't feel
welcome at the apartment.

Chloe thinks I'm gonna...

...eat Trixie or something.

Chloe just needs time to adjust.

Yeah.

I didn't react well either when
I first found out, remember?

Okay.

But now, look at me. I'm fine.

In fact,
better than ever.

Bottom line:

don't take things personally.
Okay.

Knowing that Heaven and Hell,
angels and demons exist?

I mean, it's...
it's pretty scary stuff

when you think about it.

So that's why you've gone
full Tyson?

The Goddess of Creation

burns your face once...

...and you freak out.

No. No, I mean, well...

Pierce... I mean, Cain,

did threaten to send his
thugs to murder me, too,

but, you know, who's counting?

Okay, champ.
Let's take a break.

We've been at this for hours.

Oh, come on. I'm fine.

I've got tons of energy.

Must be all the turmeric

that I keep putting
in all those smoothies.

Linda!

Okay, listen to me.

This is your chance
to come clean.

Just tell me everything you've
done, we can go from there.

I'm just playin' a game, ma'am.
Ya know?

Yeah, eatin' coconuts
and tryin' not to get sunburnt.

But you don't mind burning
the other players?

Even if it means
destroying them, right?

Hey, I'm a lawyer,

so I admit, I'm used

to doing whatever
it takes to win.

But I'm not gonna kill anybody.

And what about
romantic liaisons?

I mean, it's hard
to stop an attraction,

just because you're
working together...

I mean, playing a game.

I would never fraternize
with the enemy, sir.

Eyes on the prize.

But there were secret
partnerships going on

behind people's backs, right?

Secrets are part of the game,

but they're part
of life, too.

At the end of the day, aren't we
all putting on a facade?

Well, I know I am.

Pretending that
these people

don't stink like a
pack of wildebeests.

Do they actually
bathe on this show?

I can hear you.

Can you? But can
you smell me?

Was Melinda colluding
with anyone?

You mean was she boning
someone? Yeah.

That lawyer guy.

- So obvi.
- My money's on Kentucky Joe.

I don't think she was canoodlin'
with anyone.

She's a good girl.
But if she was,

it'd be that hippie fella, 100%.

No clue who
Melinda hooked up with.

I didn't really hang out
with her.

She was pretty fake.

Personally, I don't trust
anybody here.

They're all liars.

Thank you.

Well, thank you
Kylie. We'll let you know.

Damn it.

The more we talk
to these people,

the less clear things are.

Judd was right,

no one's who they seem.

Well, isn't that the point
of these programs, Detective?

To show there's no such thing
as stereotypes?

- Yeah.
- That in real life

a Mary Ann might be hiding
inside the body of a Ginger,

or vice versa, which is my
personal preference, actually.

Right. Take you, for example.

History and religion
have painted

a pretty awful picture of you,
haven't they?

You couldn't be more right,
Detective.

So...

You don't bite the heads off
of children?

Uh, no. Of course not.

I detest the little creatures.

And I'd certainly never
put one in my mouth.

Oh.

Anyway, I'm glad
you're curious, Detective.

I was wondering when we'd
get 'round to this conversation.

So if you have any more
questions, I'm all ears.

Well, Pierce. You killed him.

So what, was he, like,
number nine... million?

I... do you keep track?

No.

Pierce... or as I tried
to tell you at the time

when you wouldn't believe me,
was actually Cain...

was the first human
I've ever killed.

And truth be told,
he wanted to die.

Well, most of his
immortal life, anyway.

What about Hell?

Oh, right.

That's what this is about,
is it?

You probably want to know
who's down there, don't you?

Well, many may surprise you.

Jim Morrison, for instance,
Gary Coleman.

No, no. Hell.

What's it like down there?

All those people you torture.
Did you enjoy it?

It was a job, Detective.

Something I was forced to do.

Gosh, someone's been reading
Dante's Inferno.

Well, I'll admit,
I...

...did a bit of research
on my vacation.

Which is why I wanted to
get your side of things.

But it seems a bunch of
the stuff I read was way off.

Just some stereotype, right?

Right.

Linda. You scared
the shit outta me.

Here.

Drink.

- Okay, that's gin.
- Yeah.

Only top shelf for my girl.

What happened?

You passed out.

Are you okay?

I feel fine.

I'm probably
just dehydrated.

I am not an expert
on the human body...

unless you count sex organs...

and I'm pretty sure

you are not supposed
to randomly fall down.

Hmm...

Okay, what are you doing?

Well...

Checking to see if
your eyes are bleeding.

Okay, why?

Um, well, I found
this medical book

in Lucifer's library
and it says

that bleeding eyes are bad.

Okay. This book
is from the 14th century.

Fine. Whatever.
You're acting weird.

And I'm not leaving you alone
until you go see a you.

- A what?
- A doctor.

Oh. Okay.

Oh, my gosh.

You bought this for Chloe?

Mm.

That is so romantic,
Lucifer.

It's just like
Indecent Proposal.

Well, I was thinking
more like Pretty Woman,

but, yes. Yes. We're
going to the opera.

There's a special engagement of
La traviata in San Francisco.

We leave by helicopter
at sunset.

Wow.

That is going to be
the best date ever.

Isn't it?

Yes. Well,

at least I hope it is,
'cause if it isn't...

What?

No...

If it isn't, I'm afraid
that she might disappear again.

I mean, she's been acting
a little odd lately.

Like she's...

Like she's hiding something.

Lucifer, she's probably

just as nervous about this date
as you are.

Trust me,
when she sees this,

it is going to be dress on,
panties off.

Lady shower...

Okay, that's too much. Too much.

I'm joking.
I love it. Carry on.

Lopez, I'm enjoying
this new side of you.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, guys?

Detective.

- Hey, Chloe, what's up?
- I know that,

that we had plans
to go out tonight,

um, but I've been
so preoccupied

with this case,
so, d-do you mind

if-if we postpone
until it's solved?

- Uh...
- Okay?

Yes.
Yes. No.

Right. O-Of course, no rush.

Okay, cool.

Thanks.

Oh, buddy, bring it in.

What... N-No, it's fine.
It's fine. It's fine.

It's just a little holdup,
that's all.

You heard what she said.
Solve the case,

and... we're good to go.

Absolutely.

Yeah.

- Detective.
- Yes.

I got your text.

But I thought we were meeting
at the penthouse in two hours?

Yes, that's what I wanted
to chat with you about.

- All right.
- I sort of had

to postpone my date with Lucifer

until we solve this case.

Didn't want work getting in the
way of me roofie-ing the devil.

Oh, Chloe.

You're just stalling,
aren't you?

Are you having
second thoughts?

Yes.

Yes. Everything that you've
told me about Lucifer...

You're finding
it hard to believe.

Yeah.

Being around him again,

I-I just don't see
the same monster that you do.

No, of course you don't.

Have you met him?

Have you ever had
a conversation with him?

No.

No, I'm-I'm sure
he's the most...

magnetic individual
you ever met.

Charming and eloquent.

Funny.

Kind, even.

Yeah. He is.

It's all an act.

Now, listen to me, Chloe.

The Devil has been manipulating
human beings

since the beginning of time.

If you don't respond favorably
to something,

well, he'll make
an adjustment until you do.

Anything to make sure
he gets what he wants.

Because the only person
that he is interested in

is himself.

But it-it...

he seems so real.

Yes. It is.

That's what he does.

That's what he's been doing
for thousands of years,

perfecting.

Why do you think they call him
the Prince of Lies?

No. N-No.

Lucifer always tells the truth.

Always.

He does not lie.

What if this
is the biggest lie of all?

Don't eat
them all at once.

Although you have been
working out, haven't you?

Nigel, there you go.
PB&J, as promised.

What you looking at?

Just some schmutz.

On the window.

Mm-hmm...

Ah. Morning, Detective.

Mm. Thank you.

Ms. Lopez. I trust you
had a pleasant evening.

I did. I took my abuelita
to the opera.

- It was incredible.
- Right. Um, so,

your text said that you had
a new lead, Ms. Lopez.

Uh, yes. Hold, please.

Wonder what she's got for us.
Exciting, isn't it?

Mm.

Cannot wait
to solve this case.

You?

Same.

Good, good.
'Cause, obviously,

the sooner we solve the case,
the sooner we go on our date.

Unless, of course, you were
using the case to back out.

No, we're still on.

I even marked it
on my calendar.

- Wonderful. On your calendar.
- Okay,

so who is ready
for some stomach contents?

- Me.
- Oh, I know.

I love this part so much.

Okay, so we got rice,

coconut, snails...

all typical for someone
on a survival reality show.

Here's what's not typical.

We got sugar, flour,

cacao, raisins,
cherries and rum?

Uh, that is the ingredients
of Hungarian rum balls.

That is oddly specific.

And... actually,
a pretty good guess.

Spent a lot of time with Attila,
actually, back in the day.

Can tell you all
about it later, on our date.

Mm. Ella, uh, were the rum balls
used as a reward on the show?

Uh, not that I saw. But I can
check with the show's catering

to see if there was anything
like that on set.

- Thank you.
- Good idea, Ms. Lopez.

Let's find those balls.

Hey.

Guess what I got.

Two tickets

for tonight's show
at the Groundlings.

That's great, man, but I'm, uh,

not really that
into improv anymore.

Oh.

All right, well,
how 'bout a sporting event?

Or some other
male bonding-type experience.

The world awaits.

I got a lot on
my plate right now.

I'm probably gonna be working
some overtime tonight.

Rain check, then?

Rain check.

♪ Well, I've been down ♪

♪ So many roads ♪

♪ Run out of room real fast ♪

♪ And I need space to grow ♪

♪ I don't have ♪

♪ A future ♪

♪ I forgot my past ♪

♪ But I know
I've made a real bad habit ♪

♪ Of falling in love too fast ♪

♪ So believe me ♪

So...

what you writing?

♪ That I wish
that I could stay ♪

Please.

- Please, sir.
- Sure.

♪ In the mornin' ♪

O-Oh.

Oh, let me help you
with that.

♪ You to know ♪

♪ It's nothing personal ♪

I mean,
I've chosen to stay, but...

I don't really know if I've made
the right decision.

You see,
I've always had a task.

You know?

A purpose.

But now...

now that I'm living here
on Earth,

I don't know
what I'm supposed to do

or who I'm supposed to be.

No sé, mi amigo.

No sé.

Mr. Novac, we spoke
to catering,

and, um, they said

that you special-order
a few of your food items?

Well, let's just cut
to the chase, shall we?

'Cause, uh, places
to be, Detective.

Show us your
balls, Maury.

- Excuse me?
- Aha!

Are those
or are those not

your Hungarian balls?

Ah... yes.

Thought as much. All right,
case closed, Detective.

Lucifer, what are you...

Are those my handcuffs?

- Might be.
- I-I-I...

apologize.

We just have
a few questions

about your...

- Your balls.
- Well, the...

the r... the rum balls.

We know
that Melinda

consumed a few of your...

Well, uh, within an hour
of her murder.

So, you're clearly
the killer.

- Uh, um...
- Giv...

I, actually... I
did give Melinda

a couple of my, um...

...these treats.
But I didn't hurt her.

Okay? Her death is a terrible
loss, for me and the show.

Okay. Why do you say that?

I mean, the show's
ratings have been lower

than ever this season,
and I had to do something.

So I approached
Melinda.

I offered her a little bit
of food in exchange for a favor.

Oh, now, that I understand.
What was the favor?

Melinda was the fan favorite.

I wanted to
help her win.

But in the most entertaining way
possible.

I had this whole drama laid out.

It was gonna be ratings gold.

And, what, she
turned you down?

And you got so upset that
you smashed her in the head?

Look, I may be a ratings whore,

but I would never do that.

Do you know if
Melinda was conspiring

with anyone else on her plan?

Mm... I don't know.

Oh, come on!

It was you two having
the secret affair.

You both met up
to enjoy your balls,

and then you killed her.

Just admit it
so I can go

on my bloody date!

Lucifer. Lucifer.

You really do only care
about yourself, don't you?

Well, if that's what
you think, Detective,

maybe I should give you
some space.

I...

I want to be honest.

I wasn't having an
affair with Melinda.

But I-I do know who was.

Is that Kylie?

Yep, that's her.

Why didn't you tell me
about this earlier?

Uh, well, you know,
filming the bathroom,

that's kind of illegal, so...

So much for Kylie
not hanging out with Melinda.

Where is Kylie? I
need to speak to her.

Come on.

She should be
at the Axing Ceremony.

Hmm.

Where is she?

Uh...

Hang on. I don't...

Kylie's not there.

Hold on, is that her?

What is she doing?

That's the gas line.

Is she gonna blow up
the cabin? What...

Why would
she do that?

Oh, my God.

I have no idea.

- What is she...
- At least it's...

Um, Detective?

Yeah.

Isn't that...

Lucifer.

No!

How is he doing that?

I wouldn't go in there,
Detective. It's hotter than...

well, you know.

Uh... it blew up.

I saw it. I...

I was so scared,
but y-you...

You walked
right through.

You're fine.

You're completely fine.

Well, that's one of the perks

of living in a fiery pit
of despair most of my life.

I-I...

I didn't know
anybody was in there.

Oh, wow.

Thank God you're okay.

He certainly had nothing
to do with it.

I'm sorry.
I just...

I-I needed to burn it all down.
I needed for it to be over.

I-I can't believe
I almost did it again.

Did what again?

I never thought
she'd go for me.

I mean, for one,
she was straight.

But...

Melinda was so...

sweet.

Can you believe
she thought I was sweet?

No one ever thinks I'm sweet.

So what happened?

I saw Melinda go
into Maury's cabin that night,

and I knew
I'd been a total idiot.

She'd completely fooled me.

What if we told you Melinda
wasn't sleeping with Maury?

Yeah, that's what
she said, too.

But she also wouldn't tell me
what she was doing,

so I knew she was lying
about something.

Whatever it was,

I was being played.

So I got upset.

I just pushed her
in the lagoon.

But I guess she hit her head.

I-I would never...

Whatever she'd done,

I loved her.

Thanks.

Well, then...

I guess that's case closed.

Yeah.

Detective,

I understand
that you and me, it's...

The last thing I want to do

is push you into something
you don't want.

So if you're not ready...

or you don't want to go
on a date with me...

No, I do.

I do want to.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

Right. Well, um...

why don't you go home,
get some rest,

and I'll pick you up
around 7:00?

Uh, why don't I just
meet you at your place?

Even better.

Okay.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Dr. Furhman. Yes.

Okay. Uh-huh.

What?

No!

No. No, no, no, no,
no, no, no.

That's...
that's...

that's-that's not possible.

Hi, Lucifer.

Detective.
You look, uh...

beautiful.

Thank you.

No white tablecloth this time?

Wha... Ah, no, well,
that went down

like a pork chop
at a kosher wedding,

so I made some adjustments.

'Course you did.

Hmm?

Well, it's very thoughtful.

Please, sit.

Please.

I, uh...

made you...

grilled cheese,

your favorite.

And not the smelly, fancy stuff.

Just the yummy,
orange kind that you like.

Ah.

Detective, there is something
I'd like to say to you.

Hmm?

Whilst I...

realize that knowing
the truth about me

may not be easy for you...

I am glad

that there are no secrets
between us now.

And if you ever have
any more questions,

I shall be happy to answer
any and all of them.

I've always been honest
with you, Detective.

And I always will be.

Oh.
Sorry. Silly me.

I forgot the music.
I made a playlist

full of bad '90s jams for you.

Hmm.

♪ That girl is poison ♪

Lucifer!

- I... I'm sorry, I...
- Oh, sorry.

I didn't realize
I'd left it so loud.

I'll get it. No, I've got it,
Detective. Don't wor...

- Ow!
- I...

Damn.

- Mm.
- You're bleeding.

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Fine. Fine.

Y-You're...
you're bleeding.

I'm fine.

You're bleeding.
And no, no, it's not fine.

It...

You know what? Y-Yes,
I do have a question for you.

How is it

that you walk away
from a giant, fiery explosion

without a scratch,

but right now you are bleeding?

You...

you were shot in the hand
last week.

Y... You almost died

when Malcolm shot you
in the gut.

I mean, I shot you.

I shot you, and I felt horribly
about that, by the way.

But what...

is this?

Is anything
even real with you?

W... Were you trying
to manipulate me?

Were-were you trying
to make me feel bad?

W... Is this all to make me
care about you more?

No.

Then what?

How is it that sometimes
you don't get hurt,

and then other times you do?

What is the difference?

You are, Detective.

I don't fully
understand why, but...

I'm only vulnerable
when I'm close to you.

It's a text from Ella.

Call her immediately.

Hey.

So, final autopsy
report just came back.

Toolmarks on Melinda's skull

aren't consistent
with a rock or anything like it.

Something with a right angle
hit her head.

Maybe she hit the pier
when Kylie pushed her.

But three times? I mean,
we're not sure what it is,

but it's got to be
something square,

something rectangular,
like maybe a brick.

I think I have an idea
of who it is.

If I'm right,
Kylie's not the killer,

but I'll call you
from the car, okay?

But, Detective...

No, no, no.

I think I should do this
on my own. For now.

Hi.

Sorry to interrupt,
but I have

a search warrant to look
at your camera equipment.

I thought you guys
already arrested someone

for Melinda's murder.

Mm-hmm. Yep.
Some, uh, new information

has come to light, however.

So, you're a... a
cameraman, was it?

- Yeah.
- How long, uh,

have you been
working on the show?

Oh, since season one.

All 27 seasons.

All 27?

Wow. That's a long time.

And, uh, who else has access
to this equipment?

I'm in charge of it,

but I guess anyone
could get access if they try.

Yeah.

I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

Okay, listen.

It's all right.
I just want to talk.

Want to get your side of things.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

So I assume
that it was you

who had the alliance
with Melinda.

Yeah.

Since day one.

You know why she was
America's sweetheart?

Because I made her look
that way.

I even stole that...

stupid Teflon Totem for her.

She was gonna win...

because of me.

And we were supposed
to split the money.

She promised.

And then... she betrayed you.

Melinda bailed on me for Kylie,
that stupid bitch.

But then they got
in this big fight,

and, you know,
I thought maybe...

maybe me and Melinda
were back on.

You know?

But then when I asked her
about it that night...

no.

Must have been
really frustrating.

Do you know how
many years I spent watching

these morons win
piles of money

sitting on
their stupid asses,

eating coconuts,
while I busted mine 24/7?

All they do is bitch
about how hungry they are!

I'm sick of it.

Detective! No!

All right, get up.

What are you doing?
She shot me!

Lucifer, oh, my God.

Well, there's an oxymoron.

It's just your jacket.

You're okay.

Hardly. That's the second suit
I've ruined in as many days.

But yes.

Are you okay?

If I pushed this
into your chest...

it would kill you?

Yes.

Because I'm close to you?

Yes.

But you jumped
in front of it anyway.

Yes.

And I would do it again...

and again.

Don't you know
that, Detective?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

So, whatcha drinking?

Ooh, wait.
Let me guess.

You look like
a gin guy.

No, uh, something spicier.
Am I right?

You spicy man.

Tequila. Ha. Yeah.

Tequila es macho.

Amenadiel.

♪ Counterfeit... ♪

Oh, I'm sorry, we were
just kind of talking.

I'm pregnant.

♪ I'm a sick prototype ♪

♪ I'm a sign of the times ♪

♪ I fake it like ♪

♪ I made it for their eyes... ♪

Thank you for meeting me.

You're still having
second thoughts.

No, actually. Um...

I've made up
my mind. I'm...

I'm not gonna help you.

I won't hurt
Lucifer like that.

We've been through
this, Chloe.

All you have to do is
give him the sedative.

I will perform the exorcism.

I know that you think...

he's some evil monster.

But I know in my heart
that you're wrong.

Even if he used
to be that thing...

in the books,
he's not anymore.

I... At least
not around me.

So I'm...

I'm sorry, but
I won't do it.

We can't do this
without you, Chloe.

Oh, I know.

And I know why...

it's because I make
him vulnerable,

and you must
have known that.

I suspected.

There are writings...

Yes, I know what
the books say.

But the very fact that
I make him vulnerable...

means that he's changed.

Or-or at least that
he is changing.

I don't know what to
say to convince you.

Maybe one day you'll
see what I see.

Maybe.

Texting from the elevat...

Who are you?

I'm Father Kinley.

I'm here because...

...there's something you need
to know about Chloe Decker.